"Who is this man?"

"It is said that his name is Yang Yun, the head of the new regiment, and he is an anti-Japanese hero!"

"Who's that guy in the cart?"

"It's said to be a little devil."

"Where's our county magistrate?"

"You don't know yet, huh? I heard that he colluded with the little devil, and then was killed by Captain Yang! ”

"I really didn't see that County Magistrate Hou was such a person."

"Isn't it?"

On the street, some ordinary people were pointing at Yang Yun and his party while discussing with each other.

And those in the know are explaining on the sidelines.

"County Magistrate Hou isn't such a person, is he?"

A common man heard the person next to him say that the county magistrate Hou was a traitor, and asked in surprise, because in his memory, the county magistrate Hou has always been a good county magistrate, neither corrupt nor oppressive with power.

"Humph! That's because we've been deceived by his appearance! ”

"You've just listened to the words of these people in front of you, maybe they're the real villains."

The man continued to argue for Hou Chao.

"Do you know who lives in Mansion No. 1 during this time?"

"Who?"

"A group of Japanese, seven or eight."

"How do you know?"

"My nephew is the manager of Mansion No. 1, I have heard him say it a long time ago, but I didn't dare to speak out before."

"Then you can't go wrong!"

Slowly, the crowd became louder and louder, until finally, some angry people were no longer satisfied with the discussion and abuse, and began to move.

"Damn, him!"

"Kill this dog!"

Accompanied by abuse, rotten eggs and melon and fruit garbage flew towards Ozawa Ichiro, a little devil sitting in the prisoner car.

What's more, some ordinary people who were carried away by anger directly picked up the bricks on the ground and smashed them viciously at Ichiro Ozawa.

Although the little devils have not yet invaded Wuhe County, it does not prevent the people of Wuhe County from having endless hatred for the little devils, just because they are all Chinese.

Although they have not really seen the cruelty of the little devils, they have heard a lot.

And now that the little devils have infiltrated Wuhe County, it is self-evident why they are asking for it.

As long as you are a Chinese, you will not have any good feelings for the little devil.

"Bang!"

"it!"

A brick smashed on the monk's body, so painful that he screamed, looked left and right, and was surrounded by angry people, and he couldn't find the murderer at all, and everyone looked like the murderer.

Moreover, even if the perpetrator was found, the monk could not do anything to him, because he knew that these ordinary people were not aimed at him, but they were not accurate, and the bricks thrown at Ozawa Ichiro were thrown on him.

For the indignation of the people, the monk is also a burst of enthusiasm, if these people are indifferent to the little devil, then he will feel angry, lonely, and sad.

Because if that's the case, it means that the nation is hopeless.

But fortunately, seeing that the common people were so angry at the moment, the monk's heart was very steady, because everything he had done, everything their new brothers had done, was worth it.

Even if you die nine times, even if you have a horse leather shroud!

Only now, in order to prevent accidental injury, the monk took two steps back very decisively, and tried to distance himself from the prisoner car as much as possible.

Looking at the brothers around him, he was already far away from the prisoner car, and he was the only one standing stupidly next to the prison car just now.

The monk can dodge, but the little devil Ozawa Ichiro on the prisoner car is hard.

Not to mention that he had been seriously injured by Yang Yun, it was impossible to completely avoid the attacks of the common people just by being trapped in the prisoner car.

Although many attacks by the people failed, there were still a lot of rotten eggs and melons and fruits that fell on him.

If these things smashed on Ozawa Ichiro, at most, it only made him look a little embarrassed, then those bricks and stones were real damage.

The common people all heard about the ferocity of the little devils, and they hated them for a long time, and now they finally caught the opportunity to teach the little devils a lesson, where will they be polite, and almost all of them are to death.

Even if Ozawa Ichiro has been smashed to the point of bleeding at this moment, and he doesn't even have the strength to scream, the angry people are still angry.

"Damn, shoot him!"

"Kill this little devil!"

Some civilians may not find long-range attacks enjoyable, so they actually rushed towards the prisoner van with the guy.

"Folks, let's put out the fire first!"

Long Yun, who was guarding the prisoner car, didn't expect the people to be so aggressive, and hurriedly led a few brothers to stop him.

It's not that they're afraid that the common people will kill Ichiro Ozawa, but because now is not the time to kill him.

"Folks, listen to me, if you beat him to death like this, wouldn't it be too cheap for him?"

Seeing that the people didn't buy it, Long Yun hurriedly explained.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

The common people are not unreasonable people, and when they heard Long Yun say this, they immediately understood this truth.

But in jealousy and resentment, they still squirted saliva or thick phlegm at Ozawa Ichiro, and then stopped stupidly.

Yang Yun had a cold face, and he had been walking at the front of the team, and he was very satisfied with the anger of the people, but he did not show it.

After taking Ozawa Ichiro for a few streets, Yang Yun seemed to feel that it was almost over, so he led the team straight to the intersection in the center of the county.

Almost all the places where the prisoner cars passed were crowded with ordinary people, especially the intersection in the center of the county, which was almost crowded.

However, when these ordinary people saw Yang Yun leading the team coming, they all spontaneously retreated to both sides, making way for them to have a wide road.

The crowd looked chaotic, but orderly.

It's just that in order, it is still accompanied by constant scolding and smashing.

The center of the crossroads was already guarded by a new group of brothers, and a clearing was planned in the center, and a simple raised platform was built there.

"Press this little devil on Lao Tzu!"

Yang Yun was the first to walk up to the high platform, and after looking around, he finally landed on the prisoner cart, and then shouted at Long Yun and the monk who were standing on both sides of the prisoner cart.

"Yes!"

The two of them responded loudly, then opened the prisoner cart, lifted Ozawa Ichiro trapped in the prisoner cart directly from the board, and walked straight to the high platform.

At this moment, Ozawa Ichiro was already dazed, dying, with more breath and less intake, and he didn't have the strength to resist at all.

Let the shoulders be driven by the two, and the feet dragged two long blood marks on the ground.

"Bang!"

Monk Long Yun threw Ozawa Ichiro on the high platform, revealing an extremely disgusting and disgusted look, and then quickly dispersed to the side.

The smell on Ozawa Ichiro's body is too strong......

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(End of chapter)