It's not a public concession, it's very safe there, and the devil's planes and artillery are deliberately avoided, so there are crowds, and citizens and people in the areas affected by the war in the countryside have poured in.

Zhang Han easily found a fairly good hotel, far from the public concession, of course, it was not safe, so, the price was ridiculously cheap.

Zhang Han stood on the balcony of the four-story hotel, looking into the distance, waiting for the hotel's meal time.

In the distance, in the north and northeast of Songhu, the sound of artillery was low and intermittent, which made people nervous and nervous, and the sound of those dense machine gun fire made people tremble with high spirits.

The bombing of the devil's plane was still going on, and sometimes the roar of the plane was heard, and the earth of the bomb explosion trembled, as if the earth was about to turn over at any time and turn the world upside down.

In the distance, the sound of shells whistling, the long scream, it was a long-range large-caliber cannon, which should be the heavy guns of the naval battleships of the Third Fleet anchored on the Bund.

Zhang Han's heart was heavy, and there was also inexplicable excitement.

It is sad that the motherland has been invaded by the enemy, and countless soldiers and civilians are being slaughtered by the enemy; I am excited that I can show my skills in this world, kill the enemy and resist the war, and make my due contribution.

He didn't go directly to the army, he didn't go directly to the front, he didn't want to die.

No matter how powerful the Shadow Soldier King is, he can directly avoid the continuous fire of a gunner without any damage, but he can't face the barrage of steel and fire, coupled with the stupid strategy and dull tactics of the national government, he is completely filling in the blank with human lives, and he doesn't want to die meaninglessly.

"Help, help!"

Suddenly, a woman's scream was heard below.

Zhang Han hurriedly returned, and at the staircase on the first floor, he saw several fierce men beating up the front desk manager of the hotel, and one guy even choked the neck of a waitress.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!" A guest came out from the side and reminded.

The two gangsters immediately glared at them, and walked towards them with the dagger and axe in their hands, "What doesn't open your eyes, you actually want to take care of Lao Tzu's business?" ”

The tenants turned around in fright and ran, burrowed into the room, slammed the door shut, and heard the sound of the deadbolt inside.

The two gangsters walked up to him, slashed at the door with an axe a few times, split the door panel out of the cracks, and kicked it a few more times: "low, there is a kind of you coming out, Lao Tzu will not chop you!" ”

"Brother Hei, Brother Hei, I really don't have any money, really, woo woo woo, please give your old man a few more days!" The beaten men wept and pleaded.

"Grace? Grace you spicy next door, this is the first time the uncle has graced you? "A hideous-looking, dark-skinned, five-short man, with an open placket, revealing thick chest hair, with a crocodile's head pierced on it.

After that, there was another violent beating.

Zhang Han looked at it seriously.

"What are you looking at, boy?" A gangster saw Zhang Han holding his arms, his eyes narrowed, and his contempt was filled with anger, and he unhappily poked the axe in his hand in his direction.

Zhang Han's gaze turned from Brother Hei to the person who yelled at him.

Burly, young and strong, he wears a torn felt hat and a small white gown on his upper body, which is dyed yellowish with sweat, and the breasts of the gown are tightly buttoned, plus a wide canvas belt, outlining the rough muscular lines.

This guy's eyes are very thief, his left eye is large, his right eye is small, and he radiates an unruly and arrogant light.

Typical underclass thugs.

"I'm looking at a bunch of bastards!" Zhang Han said slowly.

"You? What did you say? The sturdy guy was shocked, and the short, black stiff beard around one of his mouths jumped up.

The other gangsters also turned their faces and looked at Zhang Han.

Zhang Han paused word by word, shook his head playfully in the tone of Peking Opera recitation: "I'm looking at a group of bastards, bullying a businessman." ”

"You? Look for death! "The big man with a black stiff beard and a pimple of flesh pounced on him, and the front blade of the axe glistened from the polishing.

Zhang Han stood still, waited for him to arrive, saw the axe slashing towards his head, did not avoid it, directly started, grabbed the gangster's wrist like lightning, and at the same time a fierce knee.

"Ouch!" The gangster snorted, threw the axe, covered his stomach with both hands like an electric shock, and took a dozen steps backwards, knocking over one of the gangsters, and the two fell together.

On the ground, the gangster finally shouted, "Oh my god! It hurts me! ”

All the gangsters looked at Zhang Han, then at the strong man accomplices on the ground, and finally at Zhang Han, the leader of the five-short body, Brother Hei, had already pounced two steps over, and forcibly stopped: "Bah! Boy, which way are you? ”

Zhang Han rubbed his hands against each other, as if he was rubbing off dirt or something unclean, and then spit two mouthfuls of spit on the ground: "Dao'er? Hehe, Brother Hei, this question is too difficult to answer, right? There are some things that you little ones can't ask casually! ”

Zhang Han said as he glared at him, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, like substance, and a chill rose from Brother Hei's spine and permeated his whole body.

Oh my God, this kid has such a murderous aura? It's the same as our boss Du's ruthlessness.

He was afraid of running into a big guy, otherwise, who would dare to touch the idea of the Axe Gang under the command of the Qinghong Gang?

Arched his hand: "This big brother, what dock and what ship do you have, what brand and what generation?" ”

Zhang Han walked straight over, tore away the gangster who was holding the waitress, helped the waitress to the side and sat on the chair, and then went over, picked up the manager, and sat on the sofa on the side.

wiped the blood on the manager's face with some soft paper on the table in front of him, and then turned back to Brother Hei and said disdainfully: "What dock and what ship are you, what brand and what generation?" ”

Brother Hei was so angry that he gasped, because if people didn't answer, they asked him instead, which was a great humiliation!

"You, you, which way are you?" His axe had been raised.

Zhang Han stepped on his toes, and the axe handle that fell on the ground was forced, and he bounced up violently, and with a touch of his toes, he lifted the axe into the air and grabbed it. "Son, since you are so curious, I have to tell you. Lao Tzu doesn't know anything! There is only one way in Lao Tzu, the urethra, and I also like the channel where your mother gave birth to you! ”

"You, you, you!" Brother Hei brandished his axe, he wanted to rush and kill, and he thought of the fate of the subordinate just now, who was much stronger than himself.

Zhang Hanleng paused: "What?" You still don't understand? I'm bah, Lao Tzu's yang way, into your mother's secret way, of course it's your father! Still not over to kneel? ”

Brother Hei couldn't bear it anymore, shouted, rushed over, and more than a dozen people of all colors also brandished axes and beat them together.

The manager and the waitress covered their eyes and didn't dare to look: "Run, big brother!" ”

After a fierce fight, a group of people shouting wildly and screaming incessantly, finally quieted down.

Zhang Han stood alone, with a lot of gangsters rolling in front of him.