"Hey, I said, we have no grudges, we just ran into each other by chance. I don't care who you are, where you come from, or what you do. I think we should still have the water from the well and not the water from the river, and it is better for each to go his own way. ”

Xie Yucheng, who was seven or eight steps away, had just gotten up, panting and indignant.

The current situation is clear that it cannot be good. It's just that now Xie Yucheng is in terrible pain all over his body, and it is a little difficult for him to even breathe, so he must buy as much time as possible to slow down.

"Want to go? OK. But you have to go back with us first and explain something. Nakamura saw that the other party had been hit hard, so he moved his neck for a moment.

"If you have anything to say, it's the same to ask here, I must know everything, and I will say everything." Xie Yucheng moved his neck and twisted his body, while grinning and gasping for air.

"You?" Nakamura's eyes widened, and he was about to have a seizure, but after thinking about it, he might as well smile, and said, "It's not impossible to ask questions here." However, you have to answer well. Let me ask you, what kind of machine did you just hold in your hand? ”

"Is that what you're talking about?" The corners of Xie Yuzhen's mouth twitched, and he took out his mobile phone, "This thing is called a claw machine." ”

"Yo Xi, it turned out to be a claw machine? Can you lend me a look? When he saw the machine again, Nakamura's eyes still lit up.

Well, I've really taken a fancy to this phone.

On the ground not far away, the woman in the tunic was rolling on the ground like a crab, rolling towards the mountain people opposite. Xie Yucheng sighed in his heart, he couldn't delay it any longer, if he dragged it out any longer, there would be fewer people and more people bullying people, the male and female thieves in front of him, but they didn't blink an eye when they killed people...... He put away his phone and said aloud:

"That's not going to work! You can borrow this claw machine, but you can't borrow it. Because, you look too obscene, which makes people look uncomfortable. ”

"You?" Nakamura was choked by Xie Yucheng's words, and after a while, he spit out a breath of turbidity and gritted his teeth.

"It seems that you don't plan to cooperate well, so let's see the real chapter in our hands. You win, love goes wherever you go. If you lose, please come back with me. Maybe we'll be happy together. ”

After speaking, he glanced at Xie Yucheng on the opposite side playfully, as if looking at a prey that had fallen into a trap, and a sinister smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Want to fight? Lao Tzu accompanied! Xie Yucheng raised his chin disdainfully and teased, "However, you are martial arts masters, and I am a kung fu rookie, and I still fight two and one, hehe, this is ...... It's against the spirit of bushido in Japan. ”

"You want one-on-one? Yo West. I promise you. This time, you make the first move, come on. ”

Nakamura adjusts his breathing. With one force down to ten, he is quite confident in his skills. It's like a cat teasing a mouse, and being able to play with a cunning and arrogant guy with your own hands, it's going to be a lot of fun, isn't it?

At this time, a strong mountain wind swept over the hill, stirring the surrounding trees and making a rustling sound.

The surrounding bushes are undulating like a lake, and the two sides of the confrontation are as silent as a reef standing in the middle of the lake.

Everything that needs to be done has been done, and whether you can survive this first episode depends on your character and destiny.

Seeing that the Japanese on the opposite side opened the frame, Xie Yucheng had no choice but to grit his teeth, endure the pain, slowly stretch his arms, and spread his wings. Then, he lifted his right leg again, and there was a golden rooster independence. However, his lifted leg was flat backwards, and his head and neck were stretched forward at the same time.

The whole frame looks like a model airplane standing on a stand. However, the hoe-shaped tail did not, but drooped, shining in the noon sun.

In this battle, the martial arts master on the opposite side, Mr. Nakamura, was dumbfounded: Which school and which school is this? Haven't heard of it?

In his early years of studying Tang Hands, Nakamura heard the teacher who taught him say that China has a vast land and vast resources, and there are dragons and crouching tigers everywhere, although it has declined in modern times, it is still not to be underestimated.

The traditional martial arts of Chinese folk have always been said to be fists in the south and legs in the north. Judging from the fight just now, this person is clumsy and has no rules to speak of. But it was his chaotic movements, using the existing ring of wires at the scene, under his nose, that he successfully trapped Sadako.

You know, although Sadako is a woman, she is not a mediocre hand among several people in her company.

Thinking of this, Nakamura glanced at Sadako, who was bolted like a crab next to her, and saw that she had rolled into a dirty ball of mud and grass, her hair was disheveled, covered with dense leaf chips and grass stalks, and the clothes on her body were difficult to distinguish which was a tunic and which was a white shirt......

But she didn't dare to stop, and could only change her position frequently by constantly tumbling, hoping to avoid the relentless attacks that could come at any moment...... Hey, Nakamura sighed, Sadako-chan was conceited about her skills, and she never refused to back down half a step in front of men, this time it was only one round, and she was planted in the hands of this unknown Shina, and now, will she be like a traditional samurai, wanting to be ashamed?

At this time, Xie Yucheng, who was opposite, suddenly let out a rumbling whistle from his mouth, and Nakamura suddenly realized that he was imitating the sound of a plane taking off.

This...... Nakamura was a little speechless, this was simply Akakago's contempt.

He wanted to rush over and beat this daring guy hard. He wanted to tell him with practical actions that no one had ever been able to despise a high-level Tang hand like this, never.

Because, those who dare to do this are basically dead.

However, Nakamura, who has always been cautious, always felt that something was wrong, and things could not be so simple.

He moved slowly, and his gaze suddenly fell in front of Xie Yucheng, where there was a pile of bulging blades of grass. Nakamura was shocked, although the forest was full of dead branches and leaves, he was sure that there was no bulge on the ground just now.

This cunning guy deliberately put on this childish style, it turned out that he wanted to provoke me!

If he rushes unsuspectingly in a fit of rage, he will fall into his trap.

Look, he has already set up a frame, and the right foot that is flat behind him will be like a juju at the critical moment, quickly scooping up those mud and dust and leaf debris, and shooting fiercely at the opponent's head, face and eyes.

This kind of trick was quite disdainful of Nakamura as a samurai, but as an intelligence officer, he often had to compromise on this.

There is a saying in the intelligence community: on the secret front, the completion of the task is the most important thing, and never stick to the form and process.

The person in front of him is an opponent that cannot be underestimated!

As a result, Nakamura is even more convinced that his party has fallen into the eyes of Chinese intelligence. However, although China is generally unified under the name of the Nationalist Government in Nanjing, in fact, all forces are still acting on their own.

What kind of faction is this guy in front of? Anhui system? Cantonese? Or Nanjing?

Now, geological surveys and mapping are just getting a bit of a brow. Why was he targeted by the intelligence department of China? What went wrong?

"Nakamura-kun, are you okay......" At this time, Sadako's pleasant Nagasaki accent came from the ground.

It turned out that Sadako, who was struggling with herself, saw that the two stopped fighting, and caught a glimpse of the two facing each other in the middle of the roll, she couldn't be sure who had the upper hand, and she was very worried in her heart, and couldn't help but call out.

Nakamura looked at Sadako, who looked like a crab, and suddenly came back to his senses: he had delayed for too long. A wave of guilt welled up in his heart, and he hurriedly comforted, "Please bear with me, Sadako-chan." After speaking, he quickly rushed towards Xie Yucheng on the opposite side.

As expected, when the two sides were four or five steps away, the model of the aircraft on the stand moved.

I saw Xie Yucheng's arms swinging widely, his upper body quickly rising and leaning back, and his backward flat legs also kicked towards the mound in front of him.

At the moment of the great enemy, Xie Yucheng almost even used the strength to eat milk. The shiny leather shoes cut through a large arc, kicking blades of grass and dirt that splashed straight at Nakamura's head and face.

Nakamura, who had been on guard for a long time, stretched out his hands to cover them, and quickly closed his eyes. Unfortunately, his movements were still a little slower, and there were still a few dirt and broken leaves, splashed in his eyes.

Dusty and foliage-obscured, Nakamura's attacking figure did not stop in the slightest, and he wanted to pass through this innocuous barrier and bravely knock his opponent down.

However, at this moment, Nakamura, who had a keen hearing, suddenly noticed a trace of abnormality, and among the fluttering dead branches and leaves, there was an extremely domineering wind, which was coming.

The wind is coming very fast. As a high-level Tang hand, Nakamura only had time to open his eyes with a thin slit when he saw a black shadow slamming into his head.

At the moment of contact, Nakamura knew by touch that it was a canvas satchel, which Sadako carried when she was working in the field on weekdays, and it contained iron tools such as hammers and pickaxes, with a total weight of about eleven or twelve kilograms.

Click!

There was a loud bang on the heavenly spirit, and Nakamura felt a huge electric light explode in front of him, completely engulfing his entire person in an instant.

The pain was so intense that Nakamura felt that his skull had completely burst out, breaking into pieces of various sizes.

He didn't even have time to scream, his eyes went black, his legs went weak, and he fell to his knees.

At the moment when he was about to fall, there was a little awakening left in his mind to remind him that at this juncture, he must not faint.

And so, he howled bitterly.

On the one hand, he wanted to use this scream to relieve the severe pain, and on the other hand, he also warned himself to stay sober no matter what.

At the same time, with the last bit of strength, he pulled out the Southern Fourteen Style on his waist and pulled the trigger again and again towards the few places where the branch might be standing.

Bang bang bang bang....... Gunshots rang out over the hills.

Nakamura did not hear the sound of the Shina man being shot and falling to the ground.

With years of experience in his career, Nakamura also knew that it would be difficult for him to hit the target in such a situation.

It's just that it's at the moment.

If you are not careful, not only will you and Sadako be buried on the hill of this foreign land, but the accompanying radio station and the information you have just sent, as well as your own group, will also be completely exposed to the intelligence department of China.

How dare he relax his tense mind?

Nakamura endured the severe pain, hunched over, and knelt in the midday sun.

As he listened intently to his surroundings, he freed his trembling left hand to wipe away the viscous liquid that covered his head and face, and then carefully rubbed open the swollen eye bubbles.

After doing all this, he quickly resumed holding the gun in both hands, and his vigilant gaze looked through the tiny slits of his eyes to warn in all directions.

The screen was full of red, and even the dazzling sunlight turned into a shaky red curtain.

The sky is red and yellow, the mountains are red and gray-blue, and the surrounding bushes have become bloody hedges, swaying in the mountain breeze and smiling strangely, like the oni of the Obon festival.

After searching for a long time, Nakamura didn't find the despicable and shameless Shina man, and only caught a glimpse of the ground not far away, where Sadako seemed to have broken free from her restraints and was getting up in disheveled clothes.

Nakamura couldn't support it anymore, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

When he was unconscious, he vaguely heard Sadako's cry: "Nakamura-kun, Nakamura-kun......"

Sadako's voice is very beautiful, like a nightingale bird in the forest of Shikoku singing.