Although Taro Asamiya fell to the ground, he still carried the Colt in his hand, which was almost exactly the same as Uncle Chen.

This devil has been on the battlefield, killed people, and understood the environment, so he gritted his teeth, endured great pain, and desperately shot in the direction where he had just shot.

Woohoo Woo ......

The crisp sound of gunfire resounded through the ancient school yard again.

It's just that in the dark, he doesn't know if he has hit the enemy.

And he himself didn't have the strength to shoot because of the pain.

Then, when he had gasped for breath, he saw that his companions who were lying on the ground around him would not move, and suddenly the ghost screamed.

"Yaga! Yaga! ……”

After a few curses, Taro Asamiya couldn't scold, so he had to gasp. Now, he knew deep down that his time was running out.

He kicked the traitor in the ass, who was still struggling to his death, and the latter shuddered and howled like a ghost, but he could not speak.

This traitor regrets it now, and only thinks that if he has the opportunity to escape for his life, he will definitely not work for these little devils again. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world.

Taro Asamiya wanted to raise his gun and ended up with that guy, but Zhao Zilong, who rushed over, wouldn't give him a chance.

With a bang, Asymiya Taro's right hand had fallen like a dead branch.

When the black smoke completely cleared, Uncle Chen also ran to the front of the two.

"Brother Zhao, you go to the periphery to be on guard." Uncle Chen looked around with some vigilance and urged.

"No, it's all solved." Zhao Zilong shook his head, he had already sensed the movement around him just now.

Uncle Chen raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhao Zilong with some surprise, but when he saw the other party's serious appearance, he nodded slightly.

At this time, the last traitor could no longer move, and only Asamiya Taro was left alone.

When he saw Uncle Chen and Zhao Zilong coming over, his face became calm.

Ma Miyataro took a few deep breaths of pain and asked in half-baked Chinese: "You, which of you is, known as the Four King Kongs of the Military Command, Mr. Uncle Chen?" ”

Zhao Zilong was stunned, and then looked at Chen Gongbu.

A few days ago, he listened to Niu Geqing talk about some things in the military command circle, and he roughly knew what 'one game, two flowers, three musketeers, four King Kongs and nine killers' were.

The Four King Kongs refer to the four major military commanders of Uncle Chen, Zhao Lijun, Wang Tianmu and Zhan Shen.

Now that he actually said it from the mouth of the devil, he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"That's just a friend's statement that someone Chen is exalted, and it's not true." Uncle Chen smiled at Zhao Zilong, and then stared at Ma Miyataro.

Asamiya Taro looked at it seriously and sighed: "We have assassinated you three or four times, but we have not succeeded, and it really deserves its reputation." ”

"It's overrated." Uncle Chen tugged at the corners of his mouth, pointed at Zhao Zilong, and said, "If I hadn't had Brother Zhao to help me this time, I would have turned defeat into victory, it's really hard to say." ”

Zhao Zilong was slightly stunned, and when he saw Asahara's Taro staring at him, he snorted lightly and didn't look over.

"Oh?" Ma Gong Taro glanced at Zhao Zilong a few times, and after a while, he said with some annoyance: "I didn't expect that the people in your country's military command are so good, and I already knew the words of Zhang Laizhong in our audience." ”

"Where's he?" Uncle Chen frowned and asked.

"Killed."

When Mamiya Taro thought of the accidental killing of Zhang Laizhong just now, he felt a little remorseful, but he quickly recovered, and then asked: "Both, I admire your marksmanship and calmness very much. You must all be students of Chairman Chiang, the leader of your country, right? ”

The corners of Uncle Chen's mouth were crooked, noncommittal, but from his eyes, he also admired the eyesight of this Mamiya Taro very much. He was indeed a student of Chairman Chiang, but he did not study the artillery department, nor the infantry department, but the police department.

Zhao Zilong replied coldly: "I'm not." ”

Asamiya Taro was a little stunned, but he didn't ask anything, and finally, with difficulty, he made a gesture with his left hand, "Both, can you, please give me the last bullet, so that I can go to see my Amaterasu properly." ”

"Think beautifully." Uncle Chen's face changed, and he said in a low voice: "You animals, don't think that you have done something bushido and want to go down in history. I tell you today that the 450 million Chinese compatriots behind me will nail you to the pillar of shame in history one by one. ”

The corners of Asamiya Taro's mouth salivated into a smile: "...... Your Excellency, every man is his master......"

"Crooked." Uncle Chen scolded angrily, "I'm going to abolish you now, and then let you go to see your eighth-generation ancestors." As he spoke, he neatly removed a sword-like waist knife from his belt.

With just a single stroke, a lump of meat from Asamiya Taro's knee fell to the ground.

"You say, what will happen if you put this in your mouth?" Uncle Chen picked up the bloody lump of flesh with his waist knife, stared at Mamiya Taro, and sneered.

Zhao Zilong looked at it, raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but think that he had seen the guy man in the alley before humiliating the devil like this, and he was a little relieved, did the military commander treat the devil like this?

Asamiya Taro was already dying of pain, and now when he heard it, he became crazy: "Shina pig, you ignore the teachings of bushido......

"Grandma, a devil, fucking bushido."

Zhao Zilong couldn't help but scolded: "You evil animals, each of you should choke your own Ding Ding when you are dying!" ”

"Yaga, Yaga......"

Asamiya Taro was so angry that he scolded with his last strength, and then he bit his tongue and committed suicide.

"It's cheaper, this devil." Uncle Chen wanted to interrogate him again, but he couldn't stop it for a while, so he had to be annoyed.

Subsequently, Zhao Zilong searched for several drawings from Ma Gong Taro, which were drawings of various military deployment locations in Xuzhou City.

"Grandma is a devil, if you send these maps back, the consequences are unimaginable." Zhao Zilong suddenly scolded in a low voice. He couldn't help but think that when he was defending Nanjing City, he was also chasing and killing a few devils and found such a military map.

"Hmm. Fortunately, we found it in time. Uncle Chen also understands this truth.

Subsequently, the two of them cleaned up the scene, and when they walked out of the exit of the ancient school field, they climbed out of a fan circle that was no longer a man.

He recognized Uncle Chen at a glance: "Good man, I didn't confess to you, two." ”

"Really?" Zhao Zilong said coldly, his thumb and index finger were tightly together, and he was doing the usual action again, "Okay, I'll give you a good one now." ”

After speaking, he was about to shoot, and Fan Quan's face turned pale with fright when he saw it. Originally, his face was no longer bloodless, but now it was like a dead man's face.

He knelt down like a dog and begged for mercy, begging: "Good man, spare your life, I will tell you the secret of a devil......"

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