After a day and a night of hurrying, Zhao Zilong avoided many devil troops and finally came to Zhenjiang Jiaoshan.

Jiaoshan is the only island in the Yangtze River surrounded by water, the mountain is more than 70 meters high, and the radius is about two kilometers. The cliff carvings are in the west of the thousand-year-old temple Dinghui Temple, on a steep cliff.

It was almost evening, and after Zhao Zilong sensed it, he quietly lurked

It's just that as soon as he came to that place, he didn't find anything different except for the graffiti left on the stone carvings.

Wang Jingpseudo and Zhang Kui both said that there was a treasure here, but the statement was relatively vague, and there was no location or map, which made Zhao Zilong, who had no experience in finding treasures, suddenly embarrassed.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of Li Xiaoling and Junmiko Asaka, one was born in Tufuzi, and the other was an archaeologist, if there were two of them, they could know how to find them.

After sighing secretly, Zhao Zilong thought of what Zhang Kui had said that there was a cloaking pavilion next to the ancestral tomb of the Zhang family, and there was a footprint on the brick floor near a small stone pier, where there was a treasure.

It's just that he doesn't know where the ancestral grave of the Zhang family is, and he hasn't found any graves and pavilions on this island.

After looking for it and seeing that the sky was getting dark, Zhao Zilong thought about it and had to leave.

It's just that when he walked out of the temple, he suddenly ran into a team of little devils and two dogs.

On the shoulders of the little devils, carrying chickens and ducks.

Those Chinese chickens and ducks, even if they are on the shoulders of devils, refuse to admit defeat. They croaked and screamed, and occasionally pulled out a poop. If you're not careful, you'll get caught and get a fishy smell.

Zhao Zilong's face suddenly changed, and he was a little angry. You must know that this place used to be a quiet place for Buddhism, but now it has suffered such an injustice!

He glanced casually and found that there were at least twenty or so two dogs and little devils. Of course, that's just the number seen.

There may be some people who have gone into hiding or have fallen behind.

Although it was like a citation, Zhao Zilong decided to clean up these turtle grandsons first to relieve his anger.

He quietly ran behind a banyan tree and fired a bullet at the little devil Juncao who was arrogant in the middle.

When the gun rang out, the devil soldier Cao fell down, and the two dogs behind him immediately scattered, and those devils raised their guns and shouted one after another.

In less than a minute, the little devils were all lying down, but they didn't shoot. Because Zhao Zilong only shot one shot just now, the devils couldn't tell the direction for a while.

No one gave orders, and there was an eerie silence at the scene. At this time, a leader of the two dogs in the middle stood up and shouted at a group of devils who were prostrate on the ground: "All of them, listen to my command-"

"Yaga!" Before the man's words fell, a little devil behind him knocked him down with a single shot.

"Why are you hitting me?" The leader of the two dogs didn't know what kind of gall hair he had, and he glared at the devil angrily.

His men were obviously more numerous than the little devils, and they immediately turned their guns and aimed them at the little devils.

The little devils are not vegetarians either, so they immediately turned their guns and pointed their guns at the two dogs.

Seeing that the tense atmosphere at the scene was getting more and more tense, Zhao Zilong couldn't help but laugh secretly, and took the opportunity to shoot a bullet that hit another little devil.

Now, it's up to the two dogs to justify. So, the little devils immediately began a round of shooting. The two dogs were also forced to fight back.

Woohoo Woo ......

After the gunshot, there were only four or five of the original twenty or so people left, and they were all wounded. There was a little devil who was lucky, he was only grazed by a bullet on his forehead, but the blood that flowed covered his right eye and had to be closed, as if he was blind in one eye.

Most of the others couldn't even lift their guns. The little devil of the one-eyed dragon suddenly said in Japanese: "Let's sing a song today, and it can be regarded as a soul flying back to its hometown." ”

Two or three little devils also said sadly: "Okay, let's sing that "Jun's Generation", it is the national anthem. ”

"Shit," the one-eyed dragon scolded loudly, as if he had exhausted his last strength, "If it weren't for that one husband, we wouldn't have abandoned our family and children to come to these overseas places." ”

Zhao Zilong, who was in the distance, listened, his eyebrows couldn't help but twitch, he didn't understand the intentions of these devils for a while, but he didn't take action and continued to observe.

"Hatoyama-kun," said a devil lying on the ground with some sorrow, "insulting the emperor is a capital crime." ”

The one-eyed dragon Jiushan cried out sadly: "Now that everyone is going to die, are you still afraid of a bird?" Sing with me, "Song of Izu"! ”

Then, a mournful song sounded: "Izu Islands, you are like a string of silver bells, locking the neck of a Japanese dog......"

The other little devils were confused, and they didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Hatoyama's gourd. Their eyes widened as if they had smelled poison.

Hatoyama continued to sing, "The island of Izu, you are always warning Japan like your mother's instructions. However, Japan today is like a mad dog that will no longer listen to your constraints......"

Bang!

The shots finally rang out.

It wasn't the three dying little devils who shot it, it was another tall devil officer.

The devil officer stood fifty paces away, and with the maximum range of his pistol, he killed Hatoyama, who was talking wildly.

Zhao Zilong could see clearly, not to mention the scars on the body of the devil officer, there was not even a trace of dust, he immediately knew that this was an outsider!

Can't let him go! A voice rose silently in his heart, but looking at the range, he was at least eighty meters away.

At such a distance, bullets can reach, but they are not lethal. Zhao Zilong groped for the bullet belt and found the row of bullets he had processed on weekdays.

It was a row of bullets that had been sharpened and sharpened. If it can be shot, it should still be accurate and lethal at a distance of 80 meters.

He swapped out the magazine and pressed on the bullet. However, just as he was about to raise his gun to shoot, there was a restless voice behind him.

Could it be that someone is coming? Zhao Zilong raised his eyebrows, and his face changed, but before he could turn around, he found that he was blocked by a cold muzzle.

"Don't move," a male voice with a Chinese and Japanese accent sounded behind him. According to the direction of the voice, Zhao Zilong also moved the muzzle.

"If I move again, I'll shoot." A calm voice rang out, "You're not aiming at me, kid. I'm aiming at the back of your heart, and you're aiming at mine, just my calves. ”

Knowing that the other party was disturbing his thoughts, Zhao Zilong quickly calmed down, and in the other party's sneer and adjusted posture, he pulled the trigger.