"It's so lively here!" As soon as Kojima got out of the car, he looked at the corpses of the pseudo-police officers lying in a pool of blood on the ground, and couldn't help but step in, naturally seeing Sakurako Ito sitting on the chair, the smile on his face became even stronger, "Miss Sakurako is also here?" ”

"Captain Kojima is already here, why can't I come?" Sakurako Ito sat in her chair and just chuckled and didn't get up.

Although she and Kojima Motoji are not affiliated with the same department, they have a lot of contact with their work, and since the two failed in their mission to capture the spy team not long ago, the relationship between the two has not been very harmonious, and both sides are competing with each other.

"Kojima-kun!" Zhao Tianlai, who was on the side, saw the arrival of Kojima Motoji, and could not hide the grief in his heart, and hurriedly saluted Kojima Motoji.

Kojima Motoji waved his hand, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, leaned over and shifted his gaze to the corpses on the ground, and soon, Kojima Motoji found that except for the pseudo-policeman who was hit on the head by a long chair and died, all the other people were killed with a knife.

From the situation at the scene, Motoji Kojima could see that the murderer was very clean, did not give these pseudo-policemen any chance to resist, and did not even pull out the gun, and killed all the people in a very short time.

Although the methods of killing people are different, they can't help but remind Kojima Motoji of the six imperial samurai who were killed in the North Market Trading House not long ago. For a moment, his face was gloomy, his brows were furrowed, and his fists were clenched.

The appearance of such a master in Fengtian City is not a good thing for their imperial army. They had to eradicate these unfavorable factors as soon as possible, their eyes flashed fiercely, and their eyes were locked on the old man who was controlled by the imperial soldiers and was covered in scars. Intuition tells Motoji Kojima that the old man in front of him must know something.

"Kojima-kun! This old immortal has a very hard mouth and refuses to say anything, I have already sent my men to arrest this old thing's family! Zhao Tianlai's eyes were covered with blood, and he glared angrily at the old man who had been beaten by him, looking like he was eager to devour this old man alive, obviously venting his hatred on this old man.

"Yo Xi! Zhao Sang, you're doing a great job! "Kojima Motoji didn't know that Zhao Tianlai's own brother had been hung, and he was among the corpses of these fake police officers on the ground. thought that Zhao Tianlai's strange appearance was because several of his subordinates died, so he couldn't help patting Zhao Tianlai on the shoulder, and praised Zhao Tianlai's efficiency for the first time.

Soon, in just a moment's effort, several pseudo-policemen escorted the four members of the old man's family to the scene.

The old man, who originally had a glimmer of hope, saw that all four members of his family were escorted by the pseudo-police, his head buzzed, and he only felt that his eyes were black, and he screamed in his heart.

"Old man!" "Daddy!" "Grandpa!"

The four members of the old man's family, when they saw that the old man was covered in blood and scarred, they were all in a hurry and wanted to run closer, but they were stopped by a group of pseudo-policemen.

"Old thing, let's talk about it now!" Zhao Tianlai's face was gloomy, he pulled out his gun and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the head of the grandson of the old man who sold wontons, and the threat was naturally self-evident.

The old man's grandson is only six or seven years old, where has the child seen this formation, and he was so frightened that he cried "wow". And the old man's wife, son, and daughter-in-law hurriedly protected the child with their bodies.

The old man who bought wontons didn't want to reveal Ye Tian's affairs to the devil and the pseudo-police, but the devil and the pseudo-police were despicable and shameless, and he had already arrested his family, and the old man who sold wontons knew very well in his heart that if his family fell into the hands of the devil or the pseudo-police, he was afraid that it would be over, and he was extremely tormented in his heart, and finally chose his relatives between his relatives and the benefactor who helped him give him money.

"You ...... Don't hurt my family, let my family go, I ....... I..... Am I not going to tell you all I know? ”

"Yo Xi! As long as the old man tells who the murderer is, I promise you that I will never hurt your family! Kojima Motoji waved his hand to signal Zhao Tianlai to put down the gun in his hand, and at the same time, he ordered his soldiers to let go of it, revealing an extremely kind appearance, people who don't know the details of this guy will not know that this guy is actually a butcher with blood on his hands.

Now that his own family is in the hands of devils and pseudo-police, this old man who sells wontons can only choose to believe in Motoji Kojima, and explain everything that happened to the devil and the pseudo-police. However, fortunately, Ye Tian was wearing a hat to cover most of his face at that time, and the old man who sold wontons did not recognize Ye Tian as the person wanted by the devil in the city.

"Nima! Old thing, I think you're really tired of being crooked! "The old man who sells wontons has already explained everything he knows, but these are not of much value to Zhao Tianlai and Xiao Dao. This undoubtedly completely angered Zhao Tianlai, who wanted to find out the murderer and take revenge through this old man who sold wontons. Pulling out a gun and "banging" the head of the old man who sells wontons is a shot.

With a piercing gunshot, red blood splattered, and the scarred old man who sold wontons, his eyes were full of doubts, and there was a bloody hole in his eyebrows, and blood kept pouring out, and he had already died under Zhao Tianlai's gun.

"Daddy!" "Grandpa!" "Old man"

When the old man's family saw with their own eyes that the old man died tragically under Zhao Tianlai's gun, their hearts were full of grief and indignation, and they kept struggling to break away from the pseudo-police escorting them, and the old man's wife fainted with a wail.

One shot killed the old man who sold wontons, Zhao Tianlai was not relieved in his heart, and the muzzle of the gun was directly aimed at the old man's family. However, before Zhao Tianlai could shoot, Kojima Motoji slapped Zhao Tianlai in the face hard, and directly slapped Zhao Tianlai, half of his face was instantly red and swollen, leaving five big finger prints, blood from the corners of his mouth, and his back molars were all moved.

"Yaga! Bastard! Who let you shoot! Kojima Motoji's face was unusually ugly, and his eyes stared at Zhao Tianlai coldly.

Zhao Tianlai was stunned by this slap, and hurriedly bowed his head. Where do you dare to shoot and kill people so majestic.

Sakurako Ito, who had been sitting on the sidelines and watching coldly, didn't have the heart to go to Kojima to teach Zhao Tianlai a lesson, her eyes flashed fiercely, although the information provided by the old man just now was not of much value, but it was also the target of her suspicion. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "Anti-Japanese War: Jedi Killing God Claw Book House" for free for the first time.