After eating, I insisted on checking out.

Sang Wanyu couldn't resist me, so she had to give in with a smile and go to the car first to wait.

The meal cost a total of 130 yuan, and I handed it to the waiter 200 yuan, and then walked to Sangwanyu.

There is still an hour before dawn, so we don't have to wait in the car, we can go to a hotel near the South Ring Road to rest, and continue to wait for Lu Zhongguo's call.

"Don't come here yet!" Sang Wanyu raised her hand suddenly, made a "stop" gesture to me, and told me the above four words with her lips.

I immediately stopped and looked at her calmly.

"There is murder, there is an enemy." She continued to talk to me in spoken and lip language.

"Where?" I also responded with lip language.

Sang Wanyu shook her head and turned to look at the car.

The only places where the car can lurk the enemy are in the seats, under the seats, in the trunk, and I looked through the window and there was no one in the four seats.

I made a "roundabout" gesture and pointed to the back of the car, and Sang Wanyu immediately nodded.

The waiter caught up and handed me the recovered money, plus a pack of napkins.

"This is a gift from the small shop, welcome to visit next time." He bowed politely to me and then turned and ran back.

I made a big circle, approaching the trunk from the southwest of the car, and slowly reached out and pressed the boot switch.

If the enemy is hiding inside, it is really not smart enough. If Sang Wanyu and I attack at the same time, even if there are three or four people hidden inside, they will be instantly restrained, and there will be no surprise effect.

They have fought against the Valley of the Wicked several times, and their IQ is not so low that they can come up with such an old-fashioned and blatant ambush method.

I pressed the switch, and with a click, the hidden lock in the trunk opened. When I pulled back, the trunk of the Lexus car slowly bounced upwards until it reached about 90 degrees.

There was no one in the trunk, only spare tires, wax brushes, rags and other common tools.

Sang Wanyu was a little disappointed: "Am I nervous?" I did feel the intense murderous intent in the car. ”

I opened all four doors and checked them up and down.

It turned out that there was no one inside, behind or even under the car.

"Get in the car and go." I say.

Sang Wanyu was even more depressed, slowly got into the car, and started the car.

"I'm sensitive to certain things, like drug detector dogs are to *, which is one of the biggest traits of our family. Specifically, as long as there is a Japanese within ten steps, I will have a creepy feeling, I must find him, and then ......" Sang Wanyu sniffed hard, his face pale and uncertain.

I didn't make a fuss, I had encountered at least 10 similar cases on Hong Kong Island before, all of which were "allergies" to Japanese people, not only could they not eat at the same table, but they could not have any formal interactions, even if they were pen pals.

Psychologists call this kind of problem "stress response", which is a "buffer blind spot" that people actively set up mentally after being seriously injured. As soon as that injury is associated for any reason, there will be a violent reaction that is incomprehensible to outsiders.

The source of this "Japanese stress reaction" is that someone in the family has been persecuted by the Japanese within five generations, and the only cure is to take up arms, fight violence with violence, and strengthen one's courage to avoid fear by killing the Japanese.

What I have described is a theoretical expediency for psychiatrists to solve this problem. In times of peace, how could there be so many Japanese waiting for people from other countries to hunt and heal their diseases?

"Now you can rest assured, there's no one in the car—" I said.

Coincidentally, Sang Wanyu and I both got up and looked out of the windshield under the hood.

It was the only place in the car that had not been inspected, but it was the most secluded, the most unexpected, and the best hiding place.

"There are people in there, there must be a killer hiding - a Japanese killer!" Sang Wanyu whispered.

Under the hood is placed the car's engine, water tank, fuel tank, etc., although the space is small, but it can also accommodate one or two masters who have practiced yoga, after all, after practicing yoga to a certain extent, the body bones can be moved at will, and then unbelievably stuff themselves into any small space.

Sang Wanyu's left hand was pressed on the door handle, and she was about to open the door and go down, but I held it down.

"Get out of here first, change places and then do it." I whispered in her ear.

In any battle, time, place, and people are the three indispensable elements of the winner. We were delayed for too long in the food court, and we didn't expect the enemy to follow us, so we lost the element of "location" before we got on the bus. At this moment, it is the best policy to transfer the battle location in time and destroy the "geographical advantage" obtained by the enemy.

Sang Wanyu nodded, stepped on the accelerator, and the car turned on the empty food street and ran towards the South Ring Road.

When I was about to reach the South Ring Road, I pointed to the front right: "When we get there, there is a rooftop parking lot in the People's Mall, which is usually sparsely populated and can help us solve the problem." ”

Sang Wanyu nodded, twisted the steering wheel, drove out of the main road, and went straight to the People's Mall.

I've been here before and know what's going on inside. In recent years, offline shopping malls have been hit by online retail predators such as Taobao, and the business environment has plummeted, and many counters are still unable to rent out even if the rent is pressed to the minimum. Therefore, the people's shopping mall in Dunhuang City, which used to be full of customers, has become crowded, and the parking lot on the top floor is also unpopular, providing an excellent place for some "lovers" to linger.

When the car passed through the toll office, the toll collector poked his head out, glanced twice into the car, and showed a meaningful smile on his face: "Ten yuan an hour, accumulation, no discount." The vending machine inside is broken, and if we need to buy something, we-"

I waved my hand directly: "No, we just talk about business, don't bother." ”

Sang Wanyu didn't know the secret of this, but just calmly focused on driving.

The car went diagonally upwards, crossed a four-fold ramp, turned right, and entered the parking lot.

In terms of area, the parking lot can accommodate at least 300 ordinary cars, but now there are only about 20 cars in the field of vision, and there are high and low cardboard boxes piled up in the far corner.

We kept driving inside, avoiding other cars, and went around behind a concrete pillar.

"I never showed mercy when I met the Japanese invaders, four of the elders in my family died in Taierzhuang, and three died in Changsha, all of them used up the last bullet and sounded* and died with the Japanese invaders. As a junior, what I can do is to kill every Japanese soldier who dares to be the enemy of the Yellow Flower Society. Sang Wanyu stared at the hood and said to himself resolutely.

Her eyes were very cold, but there were red flames under her eyes, like a furnace of blood-colored magma about to erupt.

The Battle of Taierzhuang and the Battle of Changsha are national hatreds, but also family hatreds, which are not only the monuments of the Chinese nation's iron-blooded resistance against Japan, but also the pillars of shame that China has been trampled by the Japanese Hoof. Everyone who has read the history of China's resistance against Japan should remember the men who left their names and did not leave their names in the two bloody battles.

"Don't be too sad, that's history after all, heroes have become ancient, and future generations should do what they should do, it's enough." I whispered comfort.

"You're not going to want to stop me, are you?" Sang Wanyu smiled gloomily.

I frowned and shook my head: "You are wrong, I am also Chinese." As long as they are Chinese, their feelings about those two battles are completely the same, and they can't turn into the Nine Heavens Thunder God, fight the sound of thunder, and blast all the Japanese invaders to pieces. ”

Here, in fact, I am not only clarifying my attitude towards the Japanese invaders for myself, but also clarifying for all gangs on Hong Kong Island. For more than 40 years, Japan's Yamaguchi-gumi has wanted to explore Hong Kong Island several times, and it has taken root here and blossomed. In order to achieve this goal, they have used almost all methods, political infiltration, public opinion bombing, erotic transition, money temptation, etc., all of which have been resolved by the gang bosses on Hong Kong Island one by one.

Anti-Japanese resistance is a major matter that the whole Chinese nation will never be ambiguous or discounted, and it is the foundation of every Chinese man's life, and it must not be sloppy.

"With your words, I can go on a killing spree!" Sang Wanyu said.

I've seen her kill people with all sorts of weapons, but this time she just grabbed a medium-sized claw from her toolbox, pressed the engine lock, opened the door, got out of the car, and walked around to the car.

Killing people with a claw hammer is a stupid way, but I know that only by killing people in a stupid way can I vent the anger that can erupt in Sang Wanyu's heart.

I can't help but remember a biography of World War II written by a famous French writer, and at the beginning of the chapter on the Sino-Japanese War, she wrote: "The most important mistake the Japanese army made was that they crossed the Yalu River by mistake." Compared with this mistake, I believe that if Hideki Tojo is given a chance to resume the war, he will definitely build a transoceanic navy and expedition to the United States and Canada. Because, in the end, he will know that even if there is a war with the two United States, the suffering of the Yamato nation will not be comparable to attacking one China. China is a sleeping lion, while Japan is a flea that climbs on the back of a lion and bites, not only cannot kill the lion, but completely awakens the lion, and the world is immediately turned upside down. ”

If the Chinese nation loves, it will sprinkle love all over the world; If you hate, you will hate for 10,000 years until the end of the earth comes.

Unfortunately, Japan has fulfilled the latter.

The hood slowly lifted, obscuring my view.

Sang Wanyu didn't close the door after getting out of the car, so the dull sound of the claw hammer coming into contact with the human body clearly reached my ears.

10, 20, 30...... Until I finished counting sixty times, Sang Wanyu still had no intention of stopping.

I opened the door and got out of the car and went around to the front of the car.

"Alright, it's over, it's over, let's stop!" I didn't even look at the engine, and my nose was already filled with the smell of blood, which shows how messy the scene was.

Sang Wanyu's swing of the hammer had become completely mechanical, and even though I had already hugged her and snatched the claw hammer, her right arm was still swinging again and again.

"Stop, Miss Sang, stop!" I turned around, turned my back to the car, and pushed her away.

"This ...... life, not enough to repay...... One in 10,000 of the elders of my Sang clan who died in the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression ......," Sang Wanyu gasped and whispered.

I can only say good words to reassure: "We have more important things to do, not to kill." Now, let's get in the car first, and we'll find a place to get clean. ”

This was an accident, I didn't think that the Japanese would intervene before, and I wouldn't have thought that Sang Wanyu had such a deep hatred for the Japanese.

"Okay, good, I'm very happy today, I'm very relieved to be able to avenge the ancestors of the Sang family, it's great, it's great!" Sang Wanyu staggered back a few steps, folded his hands, held high above the top, and made a gesture of worshipping the heavens.