In the middle of the night, the third watch was lying on the bed and sleeping, no one was recruited or provoked, and suddenly a series of bullets came in, what kind of feeling was that?

Normal people, will be terrified.

Nakamura Haoyue is obviously not a normal person, she was born in a famous family in Sijiu City, grew up, and lived for nearly 30 years, no matter what, she can be regarded as an authentic Miss Beijing, right?

But she has a father who is a Japanese spy, and since she was a little sensible, he instilled in her the culture and ideas of the Japanese Empire, so in Nakamura Haoyue's heart, this land has never been her hometown, even if she was born and raised here, but she still feels that her hometown is above the island country, where there are cherry blossoms, and there are simple folks.

Like all Japanese, she felt that she had the noble blood of the Yamato nation, but she was forced to breathe the foul air of the Far East, to live with the lowly Shina people, and even had to pretend that she was one of them.

She felt like an angel trapped in the demon's body, and only by returning to her hometown could the angel be reborn.

This time, Nakamura Hirotsuki finally waited for the opportunity, as long as he met with the head of the secret service and explained his father's last order clearly, he could return to his hometown!

In order to return to her hometown, she felt that she could endure everything, such as the offense of the unstunning-looking and stiff-bearded Chi Na man against the house slave, and she endured it all—she even wondered if that Zhi Na knew his noble identity and allowed him to live for a while in order to return to his hometown, would that Zhi Na be grateful for this?

In the midst of the torrential rain of bullets, Nakamura almost felt that he had no chance to return to his hometown, which had haunted him for decades.

Fortunately, the handmaidens trained by the family were loyal enough to block those deadly bullets for her.

Then she saw the light in the broken door, and saw a guy shooting with a gun, so cold-blooded that it was almost mechanical, and the bullets continued to shoot out of the door, and in the flying debris into the body of the maid who was protecting herself!

The maid was riddled with bullet holes and had long since died, but the blood was still warm and dripping from her body.

What a faithful maid!

Nakamura Haoyue couldn't help but sigh, she felt that the maid was so loyal, it was entirely because of the noble blood of the Yamato nation, she believed that if those stupid maids and servants in the family had already fled far away at this time, they would not care about their own life or death - because they were from Zhina, so their blood was low!

When Nakamura Haoyue saw the face of the cold-blooded man who was still standing in the aisle shooting from the glimmer of the flashlight, the endless anger swallowed her, and she almost scolded - you lowly Shina, you offended my house slave of the Nakamura family, I didn't settle accounts with you, not only do you not know gratitude, but you are like putting Miss Ben to death?

Then, she saw the house slave in the opposite carriage Yokoru Taro pounce out like a wild beast, and in the shattered fragments of the carriage door, he pounced fiercely on the cold-blooded and lowly Shina man!

Nakamura Hirotsuki couldn't help but shed tears, because she saw that Striated Taro was covered in blood, and he had obviously been shot in multiple places, in fact, she didn't have to think about it to know that in such a narrow carriage, in the face of so many dense bullets with Striated Taro's huge body, he had nowhere to hide!

But even though he was seriously injured, Yokoran Taro still rushed out in order to protect himself - Nakamura Haoyue was sure that this was because of the noble blood of the Yamato nation, just like the maid who had just sacrificed her life to protect herself - she was very proud, proud that she also had the blood of the noble Yamato nation!

Yang Yi is leaping to the side!

At the moment when he broke the door and rushed out, he swung his fist fiercely, and that punch hit Yang Yi like a hammer!

With a muffled snort, Yang Yi flew out like a paper kite with a broken thread!

"Miss, are you alright?"

Heng Stripe Taro asked, not even looking at Yang Yi who was smashed and flew out.

"I'm fine!"

Nakamura Haoyue slowly pushed away the maid's corpse and shouted, "Kill that person......"

"Hey!"

Striated Taro let out a sigh, and then turned to face Yang Yi.

The aisle is not big, but it is definitely not narrow for ordinary people, but the body of Yokototaro is too large, standing there is like a mountain, almost filling the entire aisle, the glimmer of the flashlight that fell on the ground shoots out from behind him, and the peak-like figure looks like a giant who came out of the flood in the light, just standing there, it is full of oppression.

Yang Yi rolled over and got up from the ground, staring at Yokototaro deadly, he knew that he had underestimated this Japanese sumo wrestler - Wang Dongguo was right, although these Japanese sumo wrestlers were huge, they were extremely flexible, and that punch just now was an excellent lesson!

"Zhina, I didn't think you would be able to get up......"

Heng Stripe Taro looked at Yang Yi with some surprise, and the sound of chirping echoed in the narrow space, with a gloomy and cold meaning.

"After being shot five or six times, you can still be so fierce, this Japanese is not simple!"

Yang Yi pondered silently, looking for a gun or a weapon to take advantage of.

He didn't understand what Yokosataro was saying and didn't need to understand, and he didn't care what the guy he decided to kill was saying - like hunting a beast, the beast's cry before it died, who would care what it meant?

I don't know where the gun flew, but there were a lot of wood chips on the ground, which were very sharp and could be used.

"You look good, but that's it, die......"

Yokosan Taro roared violently, and then rushed forward and pounced on Yang Yi!

Kill!

Yang Yi roared silently, and also rushed towards Heng Stripe Taro!

The two sides swooped down in the narrow aisles, like trains speeding in opposite directions!

But if anyone sees this scene, then they will definitely not worry that the next scene will be a lose-lose situation - because Yang Yi's body is like a bicycle rushing towards a rumbling tank compared to Heng Stripe Taro, and its fate is almost self-evident!

"Look for death!"

Seeing Yang Yi actually rushing towards him, Striated Taro roared wildly, and as soon as his shoulders sank, he slammed into Yang Yi, with a cruel grin on his face, he was sure that he could easily knock the guy in front of him into a piece of meatloaf!

Yang Yi didn't say much, but he was never stupid.

Why didn't he know that he had bumped into it like this, and it was no different from looking for death? He was never afraid to fight hard, but he never went to die!

So, he didn't even think about colliding with Yokotaro!

At the moment when he was about to collide, Yang Yi suddenly rolled on the ground, like a swimming fish, and scurried under the crotch of Striated Taro, and at the same time grabbed a broken wooden square, the sharp tip, and slammed towards the pillar-like thick fat trembling legs!