Han Feng used a speed of 30 meters per second, elegantly and gently gliding through the night

The speed is too fast, even if you look at it in vain, you can't see his pace clearly.

Although this speed is more than twice as strong as those 100-meter sprint world records, it is just an easy daily life for him!

Soldier Immortal!

If you look at the erratic trajectory in the direction of running, it is more like a deep sea ghost big octopus!

This is a special action made by Han Feng in order to express his gratitude to his comrades for their enthusiastic help, otherwise, 50 meters per second can be achieved.

Anyway, he could clearly see the cowering bear on the city wall.

In the future, the devils looked at the city, and there were also puppet armies and coerced people watching.

However, when the ground is dark and the visibility is only a few meters, even if they stare out their eyes, what can they see?

Thirty meters below the city, Han Feng stood.

With a little observation, shoot with a gun.

Bang, a ghost soldier who was watching at the battlement mouth bounced in the center of his eyebrows and flew out upside down!

Bang, more than ten meters to the left, another shot, and the hat of a puppet army was lifted off!

Bang, another devil soldier who came out to observe, and his posture was extremely ecstatic and cautious, hit the eye!

On the city wall, the devils and the puppet army are in chaos.

Terrified, they immediately fired outside with machine guns and rifles.

Everyone knows that the Chinese army groped for the city!

By the time the enemy opened fire, Han Feng had already flown over the moat and reached the bottom of the city walls.

On the city walls, the people were in disarray.

The devils, the puppet army, the coerced strong men, the devils are insidious, and they are taking us ordinary people hostage.

Although the enemy's calculation is very fine, it does not mean much.

Because the opponent is a soldier immortal, not an ordinary person.

Therefore, the devil's strategy has no effect at all!

The enemy tossed vigorously, but Han Feng laughed off his big teeth under the city wall.

He can see at night and see through the enemy, as if watching the ugliness of the circus perform.

The number of devils is actually very small.

More than 90 people, plus more than 30 puppet soldiers, have to coerce and control more than twice as many strong men......

Han Feng slung the rifle on his shoulder, stepped back slightly, ran suddenly, and rushed directly into the city!

A brisk step, leaping two feet high, and after a few casual pulls and a few sharp kicks, the ninety-degree inclined city wall battlements reached the feet of Han Feng.

It's a great feeling.

The strong man was coerced by the enemy, shouting and throwing things, and the devils and puppet soldiers kept shooting and intimidating the imaginary enemy in the night.

Han Feng had easily blended into the crowd at the head of the city

As for the first puppet soldier who met Han Feng at the battlement, he had already been choked by Han Feng's neck, twisted casually, clicked, and his neck was broken!

Raised his hand and threw it, swished, and flew down the city wall.

In the dark, the devils, the puppet army, and the strong men were all close to the outside of the city wall, exposing Han Feng's back.

Han Feng grabbed a devil: "Yanxi, what are you doing?" ”

The devil was furious, struggled hard for the collar, and shook off Han Feng's hand: "Don't make trouble." ”

Han Feng: "I'm from the Eighth Route Army Expeditionary Detachment, what do you think?" ”

The devil could hear it clearly, because Han Feng spoke Japanese.

The devil jumped like thunder, scolding Han Feng for not knowing life or death, he was fighting, but he deliberately dragged his feet, and in the future, he must report to the captain and punish him severely.

Han Feng is very aggrieved and faceless.

People didn't believe him at all.

Han Feng slapped the devil in the face, printed a five-fingered mountain, and slapped him on the temple again, stunned, swished, and threw it down.

Grab another one: "Do you know me?" ”

The devil was stunned: "Are you?" ”

Han Feng: "I am the former enemy commander of the expeditionary detachment of the Eighth Route Army of China, a famous one, do you know me?" ”

Devil Soldier: "Baga, what are you messing with?" Go to battle! ”

Han Feng emphasized again that people still don't believe it.

Rejuvenation of the magic hand, no cure for the damned ghost!

Although Buddhism is extensive, it does not have a chance!

Han Feng stunned the devil and threw it off the city wall.

In this way, Han Feng threw more than 20 devils and several puppet soldiers off the city wall.

He used devil-style Chinese again, shouting, and asked the strong men to lie on their stomachs and not move!

Then, there is the South Gate, and then there are other places.

Devil Squadron Leader Kono Nineteen is quite responsible, patrolling the West Gate Tower.

A warm willow breeze blew: "Hey, Your Excellency Squadron Leader, do you know who I am?" ”

I covered my eyes.

The squadron leader was furious: "Get out of here!" ”

Han Feng: "Don't be angry, guess who I am!" If you guess right, I will spare you from dying, and if you guess wrong, I will also save you a whole corpse. The participation award is very strong, so don't waste a great opportunity. ”

The devil was angry and struggled desperately.

However, it was as if he was encircled by a copper wall, and he couldn't move.

"Someone, someone, catch him! Catch this madman! No, he must not be an Imperial soldier! ”

Han Feng let go of his eyes and his arm: "Who is coming?" Strongmen? They understand your nonsense? Devil soldiers? I can't estimate. As for the traitors and puppet army, don't embarrass them! ”

Devil Squadron Leader Kono Nineteen looked around, it was pitch black, no one responded, went to draw the saber, I wiped, only the scabbard remained.

Pistol?

Only the holster remains.

Poof, a stream of heat rushed out of the trouser leg: "Who the hell are you?" ”

Han Feng: "The former enemy commander of the Eighth Route Army Expeditionary Detachment, Oriental devils, we have a fate today, come, sit down and talk about qi and poetry?" ”

"You, you!" Kono's nineteen stammered for a long time before asking, "How can you come up?" Such a high wall! Can you fly up? ”

Han Feng: "Don't ask questions, I'm not the editor of 100,000 whys, I've passed, today, let's have a fate, talk about qi and poetry." ”

Kono Nineteen looked around for a while, and suddenly rushed into the distance: "Someone, someone, it's the Eighth Road City!" ”

Poof, he fell a dog and ate poetry.

A man helped him up: "Son, I want to be the first to talk about qi, you want to talk about poetry first, the poems of dogs eating poems are really fragrant?" ”

Kono Nineteen was stunned for a while, and suddenly rushed hard at Han Feng and fought. But. Whoosh, he flew into the air, fell down again, and another dog ate poetry.

In this way, Kono Nineteen fell nineteen in one breath!

Finally, he lay on the ground and could no longer move.

"Kill me." Kono Nineteen cried.

Han Feng walked up to him, dragged him up against the city wall, and threw his head on the battlement: "Kono Nineteen, are you convinced?" ”

Kono Nineteen was stunned: "How do you know my name?" ”

Han Feng: "What's the big deal?" I also know that your father's name is Kono Nakaha, your brother's name is Kono Taro, your sister's name is Junko, you are twenty-nine years old, and your daughter-in-law has one on the left, cough cough, tiger teeth, your son is five years old this year. Your original boss, a certain captain, is called Oda Nobuyi, and his wife is his cousin! ”

Kono Nineteen knelt down directly: "Immortal, you!" ”