"The Japs who burned these dogs!"

Although the scene was quite tragic and a little spicy, there were patriots on Wei Zheng's side who had watched a lot of anti-Japanese war dramas, and they were still shouting excitedly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Wei Zheng didn't say anything, but just dragged the Japanese weapons aside with his mind to prevent accidental injuries from explosions caused by fire.

"Oh, it looks like it's overdone." Little Meow stopped breathing fire and spit out her pink little tongue.

"Nonsense, it's almost coke, and you didn't roast the flower chicken like this, didn't you smell the mush?" Wei Zheng, who has eaten barbecue meat in the Dust World for sixty years, commented very professionally, "Hey, good meat, it must be bitter to eat now." ”

"Master, why don't you give me a taste first?"

"I don't eat human flesh, you're really getting more and more thieves now, hurry up and drag yourself aside to eat, don't waste food!"

"Oh, okay." Little Meow circled around in front of the charred corpses, then turned into a winged tiger drakemon, dragged him to a dark place closer to the Yankees, and chewed slowly. The six American GIs next to him saw it so vividly that their hearts were beating wildly.

Wei Zheng saw that the effect of Liwei was almost achieved, and if he went down, he was afraid that his family would be disgusted and vomited, and said: "Okay, Xiao Meow, hurry up and eat it in one bite, it smells enough, and the taste will get worse later!" ”

"I roasted my own meat, and I have to eat it even if I cry!" Xiao Meow's purple eyes really contained tears, which made people feel pity, but then it opened its bloody mouth and swallowed a few roasted Japanese devils in one fell swoop.

Then, Xiao Meow became smaller again, flew back to Wei Zheng's shoulder pitifully, and asked cautiously: "Young master, I will never barbecue by myself in the future, I will help you and Sister Lisi for me, okay?" ”

"Well, as long as you're always so well-behaved, I'll always barbecue meat for you!" After speaking, he stared at the sturdy black man who was leading the SEALs, "How's it going, Captain Wellington?" ”

"You, how do you know my name?" The black man, that is, Comrade Captain, was taken aback.

"Cut, I won't tell you!" Wei Zheng said, "Lao Tzu's patience is limited, don't change the topic again!" ”

"......" The captain who witnessed the fire roasting human flesh dared to make irresponsible remarks, and hurriedly nodded: "Yes, Mr. Wei Zheng, we are willing to serve you." ”

In this way, under Wei Zheng's organization, the six SEALs drove several machine guns into the sky and used them as New Year's guns. Of course, Wei Zheng's relatives, who had never been in contact with real guns and live ammunition, also operated some hot weapons under the training of these professional instructors.

"It's so cool, it's so cool to shoot guns!" Wei Zheng's cousins are over 30 years old, but after shooting, they are still the same as when they first came into contact with CS computer games at the age of eight or nine, "My fingers are numb, but I still want to fight!" ”

"Haha, if you shoot too many guns, be careful and run out of food!" Wei Zheng is a pun.

"Well, the recoil is so strong, I almost dropped the gun to the ground." Another cousin said.

The SEALs not only have to help teach ordinary people how to shoot, but also have to clean up the bullet casings in the courtyard for them, and even the dishes and chopsticks they just ate have to be washed by them, just like a group of domestic workers.

"Come on, let's shoot these rocket launchers, and this year will be considered a success!" One of Wei Zheng's aunts walked over with a bazooka on her shoulder, looking heroic.

Wei Zheng said: "Auntie, leave this to me, otherwise it will fly so high that it won't explode as long as it can't touch anything, so we won't see the fireworks." ”

Reluctantly, the bazooka was handed to Wei Zheng. Wei Zheng ingested a rocket with his mind and installed it, "Yo, Japanese goods are so advanced, intelligent dynamic targeting system?" ”

"A large part of Japan's military industry is based on data drawings provided by the United States." A SEAL said proudly, only to be glared at by Captain Wellington.

"Hmm." Wei Zheng was absent-minded, and he didn't look at the scope, as if he was firing a shot into the sky by feeling. He used his mind to condense a wall of air at a height of more than 1,000 meters, and then controlled the rocket to force a turn and hit it, "boom-" First the blazing orange explosion group lit up the night, and then a shock wave visible to the naked eye spread in all directions, tearing up the clouds higher up. Such a big movement must be felt by people within a radius of a few kilometers.

The flames were controlled by Wei Zheng with his spiritual power in the air, forming four big words "Happy New Year".

"Wow, that's beautiful!" The women in the family all sighed like this, while Wei Zheng's brothers were discussing: how many earth-shattering thunders the power of this rocket was equivalent to (the most powerful cannon they had released during the Chinese New Year when they were children, the wrist was so thick that it was equivalent to a detonator without a shell). ）

Wellington, who is proficient in Chinese, has nothing to say to Wei Zheng, a family with so many nerves that he has no friends. Later, in order to verify how indestructible the obsidian is, Wei Zheng threw the obsidian into the air, bombed it with the spirit of scientific research, and finally took the knife back, he found that only some shrapnel scratches appeared on the scabbard, and his hand was as smooth as ever, and there was no change on the hilt, and the obsidian was pulled out, intact, Wei Zheng was very satisfied.

"You guys, you've done well today, I wanted you to sleep in the open air, but in that case, I'll reward you for sleeping in the cellar! Remember to leave the curtain open, although it is colder, at least it will not be carbon dioxide poisoning! Wei Zheng grabbed Lisi's slender waist in a chic manner and gave instructions to the six servants he had newly received.

No way, who told them to come and assassinate Wei Zheng? It is already merciful not to let them return to the West. Think about those Japanese soldiers, who didn't even say a single line, and died so that they didn't even have their ashes left.

In the following week, Wei Zheng was busy with all kinds of entertainment, and he also went to pay homage to the chairman for a year. Of course, he would not have gone had it not been for the Chairman's sincere invitation.

As a person who likes to prepare for everything in advance, so that he can firmly grasp the changes in the situation, Wei Zheng did not need to be urged by others, and began to complete his task on the first day of late February.

He was pleased that from the second day of the new year, there were soldiers in civilian clothes stationed around his relatives one after another, and it seemed that the chairman had begun to fulfill the terms of his deal, and there was no doubt that he was showing sincerity.

"Then it's a quick fix!" Wei Zheng was relieved about the safety of his family, besides, they all had their own protective shields and vitality, unless they used very high-end weapons, it would be difficult to kill them.

This time, on February 21, Wei Zheng drove the Winged Tiger Dragon Beast at full speed, almost teleporting, and arrived in Taiwan Province. Taiwan is a place as big a fart for him, and he appeared in Taipei City, walked around, and locked the current leader of Taiwan, that is, the chairman of the Central Committee of the Kuomintang with his mind.

It was now the morning working time, and it would be a while before the meal was served, Wei Zheng quietly observed the chairman of the Kuomintang named Yuan Shuai in the air, and suddenly felt like a stalker in the film. Shaking his head, no longer thinking nonsense, he lost his patience and appeared in Yuan Shuai's office in a moment.

Yuan Shuai, who was flipping through the copy, was unaware of this, because Wei Zheng seemed to enter this room with a breeze outside the window. "When do you plan to attach Taiwan to the motherland, Comrade Yuan Shuai?"

The sudden sound made the pen in the marshal's hand slide to the table in fright, and the sound of the pen rolling on the fine mahogany table was disturbing to hear. Yuan Shuai immediately raised his head, took off his glasses to force his composure, looked at Wei Zheng, who was carrying obsidian and looked down on him, and asked, "Who are you?" How did you get in here? ”

"Shall I ask you first?" Wei Zheng held the obsidian in his right hand, and instantly fell less than a millimeter away from Yuan Shuai's half-bald head. The obsidian hovered in the air, and it seemed that it might fall down at any time, but in Wei Zheng's hands, the weight of more than three hundred kilograms seemed very stable, and it would not easily crush Yuan Shuai's head.

Yuan Shuai felt bursts of metallic chill emanating from the obsidian, and confirmed that this was really a blade that could kill, and immediately became nervous.

"Forget it, don't be afraid, I'm just a spy of the motherland, and I happened to take on such a mission. Moreover, I am indeed annoyed by some Taiwan independence elements, can you understand my feelings? Wei Zheng retracted the obsidian, and his tone suddenly became very soft again, just like the feeling that the amiable Fire God brought to people at the beginning.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being a teacher, Wei Zheng has gradually realized the true meaning of fire, fire is great and can tolerate everything. Of course, if you are strong enough, you can destroy everything.

"It's such a big thing, just ask me alone, even if I agree, it's useless! The chain of interests involved is too wide. The cunning marshal looked rather embarrassed.

"Huh", the marshal's oily and slippery back is one layer less, "This is the first time Lao Tzu has pulled out a knife and not killed anyone, but just helped you get a more handsome haircut," Wei Zheng's tone sank, "Don't fucking fool me, if you can sit in the position of chairman of the Kuomintang, then the people who support you in the entire political circles of Taiwan Island must be the majority, you go and lobby them yourself, and return to the motherland as soon as possible, otherwise I will kill you!" ”

"I ......" Yuan Shuai touched the stubble of his hand, cold sweat dripped down and wet the documents on the table, but he was powerless to defend anything, the white-haired and white-eyed young man in front of him was too terrifying, it was comparable to lightning, such a blunt scabbard could actually shave off his own hair! He didn't know that Wei Zheng's knife had actually been unsheathed.

"You see, today is 21 February, and this year is not a leap year, if you can't officially announce Taiwan's return to the mainland in the international community before 28 February, then you will die!" Saying that fire is also fickle, Wei Zheng said with a smile in an instant, and Yuan Shuai's handful of hair only fell on the ground on the side at this time.

"Ah, it's too late, they won't agree if it's all of a sudden!"

"That's it, I have other tasks, next time, I hope you won't be killed by me, maybe in a fit of anger, your Taiwan Kuomintang will be shuffled by me, and I will arrange for newcomers to settle in strongly." Wei Zheng didn't bother to listen to Yuan Shuai's words at all, and after leaving only one sentence, the person had already disappeared into the house.

"Holy! Where did the pervert come from? TMD! Yuan Shuai kept cursing in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it at all, for a mysterious master like Wei Zheng who came and went like the wind, if he dared to scold himself, then he would inevitably disappear in an instant.

Alas, in the face of people who are powerful to a certain extent, even scolding has become a luxury.

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