The little devil let out a terrible scream, threw away the rifle, grabbed Han Feng's rifle with both hands, and his body twitched wildly, jumping, twisting, like a grasshopper that had been strung up, trying to break free of the wire!

Is it possible?

The little devil got the punishment he deserved.

The first little devil was also mended with a bayonet by Han Feng.

He continued to fight, continued to search for devils, and took revenge.

Han Feng's eyes swept the street, and he couldn't help but be sad and indignant.

On the streets, there are too many corpses of Chinese soldiers and civilians, some of whom died in battle, died heroically, and many of them were killed by devils for no reason when they knelt on the ground or raised their hands in surrender.

More and more people, innocent and innocent deaths!

This revenge is not a gentleman!

Han Feng's footsteps are like flying, and the sound is shaking the world!

"Tremble, little devils, your nemesis is here!"

He rushed to the corpse of the national army to hang himself, it was a platoon of remnants, all of them were captured by the devils in vain, and they were killed meaninglessly.

Suddenly, he heard a small voice, hurriedly turned his head to look, and found a national soldier struggling in a pool of blood, giving a thumbs up.

He ran over: "Friend, are you okay?" ”

The soldier smiled bitterly and shook his head with difficulty: "No, my leg is broken, and I have been stabbed in the stomach a few times, you should leave quickly, brother, don't surrender, the devils don't accept surrender, they deceive us!" ”

The soldier spoke, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, spasmed a few times, and died.

Han Feng burst into tears.

More than 20 meters away, he saw a corpse, tied to a tree with a rope by a devil, his body was subjected to brutal violence, and his clothes were in tatters.

Han Feng cut the rope with a bayonet, covered the corpse with clothes, and covered it with rubble or something, and stood up and saluted: "This sister, I'm sorry, please forgive, I apologize to you on behalf of all the defeated and absconding Guofu troops!" We didn't protect you! Don't worry, I'll take revenge on you! Let the little devil pay tenfold, a hundred times the price. ”

Han Feng was furious and went straight to the alley in front.

In the alley, he saw a devil walking around with a gun on his back, and a teenage girl kneeling next to him.

The devil was holding a cigarette and admiring a large handful of gold and silver jewelry in his left hand.

Han Feng rushed over!

The little devil glanced at Han Feng, grabbed the little girl's braids, and threw them to the ground: "Don't rob it, this is mine, you don't have a share!" ”

Han Feng walked like a fly, and directly slapped him: "Bastard, get out!" Attention! ”

A slap mark immediately appeared on the little devil's face, and he stood up unwillingly, and became angry again: "I'm sorry, please open your eyes and look at the whole city!" Jun Cao! This is what the superior officers allowed us to kill, and use the might of the Imperial Army to deter the Chinese people! I was ordered to rob and burn! ”

The little devil stubbornly held his head high, as if despising his hypocrisy.

Han Feng slapped him again: "Damn little devil, the crime is monstrous, and it's hard to write!" Lao Tzu is Chinese, and now he is here for revenge, understand? ”

"You? Are you kidding? Friend, I, I know, Jun Caojun. Do you also think this little girl is very beautiful and cute? That's true, Ha Yi, Jun Cao Jun, she is yours now! The devil fell and got up again, and said flatteringly with a hot face.

Only then did Han Feng notice that he was disguising himself as a military cao.

The devil is a first-class soldier, and in the highly hierarchical devil army, he must be subjugated.

Han Feng opened his bow left and right, and the firecrackers exploded continuously.

"Baga, I was kind enough to share it with you, but you cursed me, you, you ......" After the devil soldier was beaten and rolled out, his face was full of flowers, and his mouth was crooked, how could he not be angry?

His eyes were blood-red as he removed the rifle from his back.

Han Feng didn't wait for him to completely level the rifle, he suddenly moved, with a faster speed, slightly offset to the left to avoid the bullet, and the spear stabbed at the devil's rifle, swinging away the devil's rifle, and the bullet had already been fired.

Bang, the bullet hit the devil in the chest.

The devil staggered and rolled backwards.

"Yaga!" The devil struggled in pain, struggled to get up, and shot at Han Feng again.

Han Feng waited for the little devil to shoot again when he was about to shoot.

Bang, another shot hit the devil in the chest.

The devil's stomach was blown out of a big hole, and he couldn't get up like a dead pig!