Fan Zhixuan's face turned blue all of a sudden. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When He Zifeng said this, he could even feel the extremely unfriendly eyes behind him, yes, he was a traitor, what face did he have to live here? For a long time before, he had nightmares every day, he saw his comrades standing in front of him with blood on their faces, and they asked him, why did you betray us? Aren't we comrades, aren't we comrades-in-arms?

Fan Zhixuan wanted to say something, but Guo Haishan's behavior made him swallow the words back into his mouth, only to see him raise the Browning in his hand, gently put it on the back of He Zifeng's head, and his voice was low: "Don't move!" ”

He Zifeng didn't put down the gun, his eyes were still fixed on Fan Zhixuan, but he said to Tu Tianchong: "Tianchong, it's best to tell your people to put down the gun, or go to the other two buildings to see the situation, otherwise, I don't know what I will do." ”

Guo Haishan looked at Tu Tianchong, the latter nodded, and it wasn't until Guo Haishan put down the gun that he said softly to He Zifeng: "You take care." ”

When the military commanders left, He Zifeng stared at Fan Zhixuan like this, and suddenly said to him, "Do you have anything else to explain?" ”

"No, just death." Fan Zhixuan's face looked extremely haggard, as if he was more than ten years old: "I just want to die with dignity." ”

He Zifeng looked at him, his eyes were calm: "I really want to let you live, I know you have made a lot of contributions to this country, but I can't do this, I don't want more comrades to die under your infirmity." He paused, and then said, "What kind of death do you think is dignified?" ”

"Give me the gun."

He Zifeng handed over the gun to Fan Zhixuan without saying a word, and the latter solemnly took Browning from He Zifeng's hand, he looked back at a group of revolutionary soldiers standing behind him, with a sad look on his face: "Maybe I'm not qualified to call everyone comrade again, I'm ashamed of my behavior, but do you know?" When the devil took my 6-year-old granddaughter in front of me and pointed a dagger at her heart, who could tell me what I should choose?! ”

Everyone took a step back, He Zifeng's eyes flashed, but he saw two lines of tears flowing from Fan Zhixuan's cloudy eyes: "My son, died while supporting the Battle of Xuzhou, my daughter-in-law also died while covering the retreat of the villagers, and my only granddaughter is under the devil's bayonet, who can tell me, how should I choose?!" ”

"Old Fan ......"

Someone choked up and called Fan Zhixuan's name, but they couldn't say the words of each other, and everyone lowered their heads.

Yes, this is the most brutal part of the underground struggle, you never know when your life will hang by a thread, you don't know who you can trust completely, and you don't know what special means the enemy will use against you when you are arrested.

He Zifeng's mouth squirmed, he wanted to say something, but Fan Zhixuan didn't give him any chance, he raised his gun and aimed it at his temple: "I only ask you for one thing, find my granddaughter and let her live like a person!" ”

He Zifeng took a step forward, he wanted to stop it, but it was too late, the gunshot rang out, sharp and piercing, as if crying Fan Zhixuan's helplessness and desolation, watching the stiff body slowly fall, He Zifeng hugged the still hot body, and let the blood soak his shoulders: "He is a hero, you take him away, quickly evacuate here, and find a place to bury it." ”

"Who the hell are you?"

He Zifeng looked sideways at the person, who was the one who called Fan Zhixuan before, he shook his head and said, "You don't have to know who I am, just know that I'm here to save you, leave quickly, I think the devil's reinforcements may have come this way." ”

"What about you?"

"Looking for Lao Fan's granddaughter!"

After He Zifeng finished speaking, his figure shot out, and he saw seven or eight military commanders rushing out of a building, followed by a large group of released prisoners.

Without thinking about it, he rushed straight into the third building.

The cell on the first floor has been opened, and many prisoners have rushed out, He Zifeng has just rushed through the door, but he heard a gunshot from above, and then a prisoner screamed and fell to the ground.

"Watch out for the devils upstairs!"

I don't know who shouted, He Zifeng didn't look up, he knew that it was the sharpshooter on the top floor, rushed up the stairs directly, quickly went up to the third floor, and swept him around the waist with a fierce kick before the devil fired the sixth shot.

With a scream, the devil fell directly from the third floor, and the people below hurriedly got out of the way and watched him smash into a pulp.

He Zifeng didn't look down, but his eyes stayed on the door next to him, and he had a hunch that there were people inside.

There are indeed people inside, Nako Ono is inside, and she can't get out.

Just a few minutes ago, she saw Sakagaki Goji killed by Tu Tian from the window, but at the same time, the men around him had already rushed to this side, and he had lost the best time to evacuate.

With a wry smile, Nako Ono sighed softly, she carefully put on the kimono that was stacked on the side, and then sat down in front of the dresser next to her, and began to dress herself carefully.

The door was kicked open, and He Zifeng strode in, then stopped, looking at Nako Ono who was dressing with his back to him, his eyes showed a hint of complexity: "Miss Nako, it's been a long time." ”

"It's you, man in a long coat." Nako Ono turned around, and when she saw He Zifeng's dress, she was stunned at first, and then laughed: "I can die in your hands, and I won't lose it." ”

"Miss Nako is serious." He Zifeng's voice was cold, and he took a few steps forward: "A beautiful woman like Miss Naiko should have found someone to marry in Japan, a husband and a child, but unfortunately, you are a victim of the war, if it weren't for this war, maybe at a certain moment in a certain year, we would have become friends." ”

Nako Ono looked at He Zifeng in a daze, and muttered in her mouth: "Are you married?" Yes, I can actually get married. ”

There was a brief silence between the two, footsteps sounded outside the door, and a tall figure rushed in, He Zifeng skimmed it with his afterglow, it was Tu Tianchong.

"It seems a little awkward to meet like this."

He Zifeng couldn't help but tease, Tu Tianchong's face flushed, and he looked at Nako Ono, with no expression on his face: "I didn't expect you to have today!" ”

"Huh." Nako Ono chuckled softly: "Who said that, I thought I would have today, but I didn't expect it to come so early." ”

She looked up at He Zifeng: "Before I die, can I know who you are?" ”

He Zifeng didn't speak, just pulled down his face towel, Nako Ono looked at it in a daze, without the slightest shock, her body suddenly stiffened, and then two jet-black blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth.