The blood lingzhi fell into the mouths of Zhao Ling and Shao Ming, and was swallowed by the two, and after a few breaths, I saw that the faces of Zhao Ling and Shao Ming began to turn red, and their necks also turned red. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The bodies of the two trembled slightly, their faces turned pale, revealing painful expressions, and beads of sweat slowly flowed down from their foreheads and sideburns.

Seeing this situation, Nie Yun didn't dare to slack off, he knew that the blood lingzhi had already worked in the bodies of the two of them, and if they didn't make a move, Zhao Ling and the others might be in danger.

"Stick to your heart and mind, and use your spiritual power in the Great Zhou Heaven. ”

Nie Yun hurriedly came behind the two of them, his palms against their backs, and his palms exerted force, and a surging spiritual power was injected into the bodies of Zhao Ling and Shao Ming from his palms.

The spiritual power entered the body, and under the control of Zhao Ling and Shao Ming, their faces were obviously much better, but the green tendons on their foreheads were still bursting up, which was the effect of the blood spirit lucidum in their sea of consciousness.

The greatest effect of Blood Lingzhi on monks is to enhance their divine sense, and no one can help in this process, so they can only rely on their own willpower to survive.

If you can't get through, you can only ask for more blessings.

Nie Yun's spiritual power continued to pour into the bodies of Zhao Ling and Shao Ming, and under the effect of this spiritual power, Zhao Ling and the two of them could resist the torture in the sea of consciousness with peace of mind.

Looking at Zhao Ling and Shao Ming, whose faces were slightly painful, Nie Yun's heart hung up, and he secretly prayed that the two of them could survive this test safely, this blood lingzhi was given to Zhao Ling and the two of them, and he didn't want the blood lingzhi to cause accidents to them.

Shenyang City, Zhangfu.

In the living room, the tiger painting is still the same, the tea mist is curling, and the five people sit in the living room without saying a word.

On the ground, the four Japanese ninjas were motionless, and if it weren't for the rolling of their eyes, they would have thought they were dead.

On the first seat, Zhang Hanqing's tiger eyes were threatening, his face was angry, one hand tightly grasped the armrest of the sofa, and stared at the four Japanese ninjas on the ground.

"Who instructed you to kill my father?"

Zhang Hanqing's voice was cold, containing endless anger and murderous aura, and he was suppressing the anger in his heart.

A young man sitting next to Zhang Hanqing, with round eyes and a very gentle face, after hearing Zhang Hanqing's words, he looked at the four Japanese ninjas on the ground and spoke a series of Japanese.

On the ground, the eyes of the four Japanese ninjas were closed, ignoring him as if they were four wooden men.

"Damn!" Zhang Hanqing was furious, and immediately tore the leather sofa with the armrests to pieces, and Hula immediately pulled out the gun on his waist, pulled it on the string, and was about to shoot at the four widows.

"Han Qing is angry!"

The man with thick glasses stood up, pressed Zhang Hanqing's arm, and comforted.

"Wen Zhi, don't stop me, I have to collapse these four Japanese today!" Zhang Hanqing wanted to break free of Wen Zhi's arm, but Wen Zhi used all his strength to block it, how could Zhang Hanqing break free.

"Han Qing, listen to me, if you are still not satisfied, I, Cai Wenzhi, will definitely not stop you. Cai Wenzhi didn't let go, looked at Zhang Hanqing and said.

When Zhang Hanqing heard this, the hideous face on his face eased a lot, the gun in his hand trembled slightly, and slowly lowered the muzzle, Cai Wenzhi let go, but Zhang Hanqing did not withdraw his waist, but held it in his hand and held it tightly.

Cai Wenzhi breathed a sigh of relief at this time, helped the frame of his glasses, looked at the three Gao Ming on the opposite side, and said, "If the three of you can make these four Japanese speak, please take action." ”

Gao Ming glanced at the four silent Japanese ninjas on the ground, and said, "It's okay to speak, but I don't know what Shaomarshal Zhang thought about about that matter." ”

Cai Wen was also stunned when he heard this, and looked at Han Qing puzzled, he didn't know what Han Qing promised them.

"Let them tell who killed my father and why he killed him, and I agree to your terms. Zhang Hanqing's voice was hoarse, without a trace of emotion.

Gao Ming laughed and said, "Okay! Sure enough, it's Zhang Shaoshuai, it's refreshing." ”

After finishing speaking, Gao Ming flicked his fingers, only to see four streamers of light flash from his fingertips, disappearing into the brains of the four Japanese ninjas, and suddenly, the four Japanese ninjas screamed, and their eyes were instantly dull.

After doing all this, Gao Ming smiled slightly and said, "It's okay." ”

Although Cai Wenzhi was shocked by Gao Ming's methods, he was still skeptical, and finally, under Zhang Hanqing's gaze, he asked, "Who sent you to kill Zhang Dashuai?"

This is a sentence in Japanese, Zhang Hanqing and they don't understand, but the four ninjas understood it and spoke in unison.

"Daisaku Kawamoto"

Hearing the words of the four Japanese ninjas, among the people present, except for Gao Ming, Zhang Hanqing and Cai Wenzhi were first surprised, and then puzzled.

"Who is Daisaku Kawamoto? Isn't the person who killed Zhang Dashuai this time the village head Taro?" Cai Wenzhi continued to ask.

When Gao Ming and the three of them heard this, they also recalled that this village head Taro was not simple, and there seemed to be information about the village head Taro in the group file, which was also collected later.

Muraoka Chotaro, Japanese, date of birth unknown, high-level Japanese military, once served in the Japanese Emperor's Guard, is as meticulous as silk, ruthless and resolute, bold and strategic, is a rare general.

He was currently the commander of the Kwantung Army, presiding over all Japanese activities in Tohoku, and was an adversary worthy of attention.

For the village chief Taro, Zhang Hanqing can be said to be thunderous, because his father has not been in contact with this person, and as for the masterpiece of Kawamoto, he has really never heard of it.

"Daisaku Kawamoto, our staff officer of the Imperial Japanese Army in Northeast China, this assassination of Zhang Zuolin is his plan. ”

"This plan was personally instructed by Commander Muraoka Chotaro to remove the obstacles that hindered the Japanese Empire's occupation of Northeast China, and Commander Muraoka Chotaro was originally going to send Takeshita Yoshiharu, the military attache of the Kwantung Army, to Beijing City to assassinate Zhang Zuolin, the king of Northeast China. ”

Cai Wenzhi continued to translate the words of the four Japanese ninjas, and Zhang Hanqing, who was sitting in the first seat, became more and more gloomy, eager to destroy the four Japanese ninjas with one shot.

But these four Japanese ninjas were still telling the truth, and he could only resist the urge in his heart to listen.

However, after Staff Officer Kawamoto Daisaku learned about it, he vetoed the plan, because Staff Officer Kawamoto believed that Beijing City had many eyes and ears, and it was not easy to hide his identity and be easy to be spied on, so he proposed to kill Zhang Zuolin on the train back to the Northeast. ”

"We got a reply from the secret agents in the Northeast Army, the train that Zhang Zuolin was going to take, and then we hid on that train under the command of Fujiwara Kaminin, using the explosion as a signal. ”

"At the moment when the explosion sounded, quickly find the location of the Northeast King and kill him. ”

"Fortunately, we found the position of the king of the Northeast before the arrival of a large number of Northeast troops, otherwise the plan would have been ruined. ”

After the four Japanese ninjas finished their words mechanically, they remained motionless, staring at the ceiling with dull eyes, while on the side, Cai Wenzhi looked at Zhang Hanqing, hesitated, and translated the last sentence.

"You bastards!" Zhang Hanqing's face turned pale, and he raised his pistol and pressed his finger at the four Japanese ninjas.

Bang, bang, bang!

Four gunshots, four blood flowers, four lives, four Japanese ninjas snorted, and their souls returned to their hometowns.

Whew!

Zhang Hanqing gasped, his face softened a lot, and he learned about the causes and consequences of his father's death, and the murderer, these Japanese ninjas had no value.

Cai Wenzhi sighed secretly and didn't say anything more, he knew that Han Qing had been suppressing a breath of anger in his heart, and if he didn't vent it, no one knew what would happen.

Hula, there was a sound of footsteps, and then the door of the conference hall was opened, and a team of well-armed soldiers rushed in, and they heard the gunshots coming.

"Drag these four people down. Zhang Hanqing knew that someone was coming, waved his hand, and didn't want to speak again.

The group of soldiers nodded, dragged the four Japanese ninjas down, and cleared the ground.

There was silence in the conference hall.

"You go back, I promise the conditions of Nanjing. ”

For a long time, Zhang Hanqing leaned on the sofa tiredly, and said weakly to the three of Gao Ming.

Zhang Hanqing's Northeast Army was then attached to the Nationalist Government in Nanjing.

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