Zhang Han pointed at Zhang Dingqiang: "The reason why China is bullied by Oriental devils is largely because of you garbage!" Today, Lao Tzu is going to do the right thing for heaven and accept you eight lambs! ”

Zhang Dingqiang smiled and took out a short knife, and the other three hall masters also took out a short knife, and the guards in the courtyard also showed their short knives, and the short knives were horizontal in front, reflecting the sunlight projected in the shade of the trees, dazzling as snow.

"Mr. Zhang, come on, come on!"

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, why didn't you come? Why are your legs shaking? Why did you retreat to the back? ”

Zhang Han turned around and asked Matsui Yingmei and Miss Umezu, Ziyi, Hong Qianqian and others to leave and retreat to the backyard.

Ziyi and the others immediately dragged Hong Qianqian back.

Zhang Han laughed, calmly took out a knife from his body, a knife for cutting fruits, and threw it towards Zhang Dingqiang.

Sou.

Zhang Dingqiang used the short knife lightly, adhered the fruit knife to the short knife, shook it skillfully, and made a windmill: "Huh? Again! ”

Zhang Han turned around like lightning and ran to the backyard, rushed into the door in a blink of an eye, and closed the small iron gate in the backyard with a bang.

Click, on the latch, on the big copper lock!

Then, Zhang Rui walked briskly down the corridor of the wing, rushed to the front, grabbed Miss Umezu's arm, dragged her to the hall, and pushed her directly in.

Matsui Yingmei, Ziyi, and Hong Qianqian all looked at Zhang Han in shock, inexplicable.

Zhang Han made a decisive gesture: "Huh? ”

Matsui Yingmei, Ziyi, immediately understood, and dragged Hong Qianqian into the wing room on the right.

At this time, a few bullets flew past them, especially Zhang Han's side, which was almost only a centimeter!

At this time, Zhang Dingqiang and others had already rushed over, some slammed the door, and some climbed the courtyard wall, cursing loudly.

Zhang Rui swooped down in the corridor of the wing room.

Several gangsters had already rushed over with short knives, but Zhang Han pounced on them, cut directly with both hands, and entered the white blade empty-handed, taking away the short knife.

With his fierce kicking, he kicked the three gangsters one after another, and smashed them into the gangsters who were overtaking the wall, and the gangsters screamed and fell down.

Subsequently, Zhang Dingqiang and several other big leaders pounced over, gritting their short knives with their teeth, their faces showing fanaticism and killing wildness, their fists were put together, and they approached sideways.

Zhang Han played with the two snatched short knives in his hands: "Zhang Dingqiang, why don't you throw off the pistol or grenade submachine gun?" ”

Zhang Dingqiang sneered: "Because we don't want to hurt a few beauties by mistake, this is also what the Japanese consul meant!" What's more, no matter how strong you are, in front of our wolves, it is meaningless! ”

Zhang Han smiled disdainfully: "Twenty is enough?" ”

Zhang Dingqiang pouted: There are more than 500 people outside, and besides, behind the main altar of the Sanming Gang, the courtyards on both sides are also full of people, surrounding you! Mr. Zhang Han, if you are interested, hurry up and commit suicide, really, the Japanese have confessed, if you are caught, you will be cut by a thousand knives, and you will not be tolerated! ”

Zhang Han said: "Zhang Dingqiang, are you stupid? You are just a tool used by the Japanese, and they don't let you use a pistol, not because they don't want you to kill me, but because they know that if they can't kill me, I will take the pistol and pose a serious threat to them, because they are in a certain room, using a sniper rifle! ”

"Huh? What about sowing discord now? A half-drawn bald hall master said warily.

Zhang Han handed over the two short knives in his left hand, quickly slashed his right hand in the void in front of him, and took out an object.

Zhang Dingqiang and all the gangsters were dumbfounded. Because Zhang Han can grab real objects out of thin air, it is beyond their imagination.

All the gangsters paused their advances, watching Zhang Han throw the three thick-skinned iron buckets connected with the long pipes to the ground, and pinched the switch with his hand.

"Hey, you want to kill yourself with this stuff?" Zhang Dingqiang asked hesitantly.

Zhang Han smiled and threw the two short knives in his left hand and threw them out, hitting the faces of the two gangsters, and the two guys were shocked, angry and painful, and screamed.

"Give you one last chance, immediately lay down your arms, surrender on your knees, and repent of your sins, I can forgive you!"

Zhang said coldly.

"Grass, have Nima's sweet dream, brothers, go on, chop this turtle!" Zhang Dingqiang said, taking the lead in rushing towards Zhang Han.

The other gangsters also shouted, brandishing short knives and jumping down the surrounding walls.

The gangsters not only climbed the partition wall on the north side, but also exposed some of them on both sides, and some even stood on the roof of the wing house!

Zhang Dingqiang is vigorous, strong as an ox, walking like flying, and wielding a short knife like a windmill, weird and dazzling.

The other three hall masters, also from different directions, fan-shaped, semi-ring-shaped, almost simultaneously assassinated Zhang Han's vital body.

Zhang Han stepped back like lightning, and his right hand had already turned on the steel pipe handle switch in front of the soft and tough pipe.

He quickly shook the handle towards a fan in front of him.

"Haha, that stupid shortage! When death is dying, you still play a little trick, who do you want to be confused? "There are gangsters who can't squeeze into the front line, sneering and supporting their leaders.

More attitudes, jumping off the wall like a pack of wild gorillas, shouting slogans: "Kill!" ”

Call.

A fire dragon was sent out from Zhang Han's hand, spun in an instant, and sprayed at least a dozen gangsters in the entire backyard!

All the gangsters were in flames, and they were knocked down by the powerful jets of the spray guns and rolled backwards!

Zhang Dingqiang and the three hall masters beside him, hardcore traitors who had defected to the Japanese, were burned by the flames and fell down by the shock wave of the fire.

The instantaneous heat of hundreds of degrees, thousands of degrees of heat, turned all the gangsters who rushed to the courtyard into burning people.

"Ahh

"Mom!"

"Help!"

In the courtyard, there was a scream, a wail, a group of fire people rolling, fighting, convulsing, and fleeing!

All the gangsters who jumped off the courtyard wall were burned and named by death!

Instinct drove them to roll on the ground, but the solidified gasoline was so viscous that the flames could not be extinguished, and the more they tumbled, the more flames they had!

When a few gangsters fled, they frantically climbed onto the courtyard wall, and fell down weakly, jumping and rolling on the ground!

The strong smell of burnt human meat barbecue spreads.

Several gangsters, such as Zhang Dingqiang and others, were sprayed at close range, and in just a few seconds, they stopped howling and quietly became a pile of flames.

Zhang Han looked up at the gangsters lurking on the ridges of the wings on both sides, and showed a bright smile!

The gangsters there were stunned, and suddenly screamed miserably, and scattered!

The gangsters who entered the back courtyard were all burned to death within five seconds, piled up on the ground in various postures and burned.

Zhang Han said lightly: "Self-inflicted, don't live!" ”

Turn on the system, retract the flamethrower, take the fire extinguisher out, and quickly extinguish the flames.

(End of chapter)