No one knows what Yang Quanlin didn't finish, what should he believe when he is alive?

Yang Yi didn't know either, but everything he experienced along the way and this night made him feel that he should really believe something.

In the past, he believed in life, karma and other things, but now, he felt that he could still believe in courage, faith or something, those who died, used their blood to tell Yang Ying that these things can be believed!

The deaths of Yang Quanlin and Yu Gui are very sad, but no one has time to be sad, the gendarmes may chase them out at any time, or they may chase and intercept them along the way, and they must leave as soon as possible.

The underground party and Cheng Quan's people each took the bodies of Yang Quanlin and Yu Gui and escorted Zhao Hanlin and Tun Ben on the road, and torture to extract confessions needed a good place and time to complete.

So Yang Yi is no longer ready to join them, he is homesick.

Although the newly repaired and dilapidated courtyard in the provincial capital was actually only a few days after Yang Yi lived. But for him, a place with a house is not necessarily a home, but a place where his younger siblings and the girl he likes are must be home.

Because no matter how long he is gone, they are waiting for him to return.

As for Yang Quanlin's plan in advance to catch Zhao Hanlin first and ask about the whereabouts of the batch of munitions from the other party's mouth, Yang Yi believes that Cheng Quan and the revolutionary party should be able to deal with it - they have worked hard together, and he believes that there will be this feeling.

"Take care!"

Cheng Quan looked at Yang Yi and said, "I remember what I promised you, as long as you see me, my words will count!" ”

Yang Yi nodded, then changed the bloody clothes, and then walked into the vast sea of snow.

Walking in the wild in such weather is an extremely dangerous thing for most people, but for Yang Yi, it feels like going home, he knows too well how to survive in such an environment.

In fact, he prefers to live in the wilderness than in the city, although it will be very hard, but there are not so many hunger and strife, and there is almost no chance to meet such a person as tonight, seeing so many people bleeding and dying, and there are people who will continue to die, such as Zhao Botao and other people from the Zhao family.

Zhao Mansion in the city.

Although less than an hour had just passed, the Zhao Mansion at this moment could no longer find the luxurious and grand scene before, and was completely shrouded in the horror of death.

Several Japanese soldiers died here, Tunmoto, who was not a low rank, was captured, and the transcendent Aoki Yohashi himself was wounded by guns, not to mention the chaos that caused the city when he broke through, killing and wounding dozens of people.

Someone has to be responsible for all of this.

"Damn bastard......"

Several Japanese soldiers were roaring, and the butt of the gun smashed heavily on Zhao Botao's body, and the young Zhao family, who was like a noble son before, was already blue and swollen and bloody, screaming again and again.

"Stop!"

Aoki Yohashi let out a low roar, put on the kimono that he had taken off because of the bandaging of the wound, and came to Zhao Botao with a Japanese sword, and snorted: "Tell me who that bastard is?" I will spare you from death! ”

An interpreter translated the words to Zhao Botao, although Aoki Yohashi did not explain who the bastard was, but Zhao Botao still knew that this guy was asking Yang Yi who injured him, in fact, he didn't expect that the guy who couldn't beat a stuffy fart with three sticks who seemed honest would actually play the most critical role in this operation, and even almost killed this famous Japanese ronin.

Thinking of these, and then looking at Aoki Yangqiao's distorted and hideous face because of pain or humiliation, Zhao Botao couldn't help but want to laugh wildly, and wanted to spray this guy with bloody spit on his face and scolded the other party arrogantly, why do you have today!

But look at the cruel sword didn't dare after all, and finally stammered: "It's not that I don't say it, I really don't know who he is, I haven't seen him before, he came from the Guannai Provincial City......"

"Bastard, how dare you lie to Aoki-kun......"

"You arranged for that bastard to enter your Zhao Mansion at the moment, and you actually said you didn't know him?"

Several angry Japanese soldiers screamed and waved their rifle butts, but they were stopped by Aoki Yohashi, because he believed that Zhao Botao was telling the truth, and he stared at Zhao Botao's eyes and asked word by word: "Our Japanese Empire treats your Zhao family well, Zhao Hanlin is your father, you actually colluded with outsiders to murder your father, you are simply a beast as ......"

"I persuaded him not to be a traitor, but he didn't listen, I can only kill my relatives in righteousness!"

Zhao Botao exerted all his courage, and there was a strange light on his face: "I, Zhao Botao, can barely be a reader, so I can be a gentleman, a loser, but I must not be a traitor - everything is done by me, it has nothing to do with my family, you let them go, I will kill or chop, listen to it!" ”

"Do you think it's that easy to die?"

Aoki Yangqiao's sword pointed at the women and children of the Zhao family, and said with a cruel smile: "How did you connect with those underground parties, and where are their strongholds around here?" Tell me honestly, otherwise, I want them to die in front of you one by one......"

"I don't know, I really don't know ......"

Hearing this, Zhao Botao finally screamed in horror, because he really didn't know.

For the sake of secrecy, the work of the underground party is basically a one-line contact, and in case of an accident, losses can be avoided to the greatest extent.

"I'm sure you really don't know!"

Aoki Yohashi chattered, and with a wave of his hand, the sword slashed backwards with a sword-like light......

"Damn ......"

Zhao Botao howled in despair, but he could only watch his family members fall in a pool of blood one by one, and the guests who had not yet been allowed to leave did not know how many people were scared to pee their pants, and some women even fainted to death.

Aoki Yohashi slashed several times before he stopped, and those Japanese soldiers began to rush forward with bayonets, stabbing indiscriminately, and the scene was almost hell.

"This is what will happen if you dare to betray my Great Japanese Empire!"

Aoki Yangqiao roared, and then turned around and asked Zhao Botao: "Don't blame me, your family was killed by you, if you want to blame, you blame yourself!" ”

Zhao Botao's eyes were distracted, he had collapsed, he looked at the corpses all over the ground stupidly, and there were bursts of unconscious sound in his mouth, no one knew if he regretted it.

But most likely not.

Because in this Manchuria, if anyone has the courage to oppose the Japanese, he must first have the consciousness of death.

Aoki Yohashi slashed down, Zhao Botao's head rolled on the ground, at this moment, the pain on his face disappeared strangely, with a faint smile, people couldn't help but think about what he saw at this moment.

Is it a bright future? Or is it reassuring that he didn't die as a traitor after all?

Nobody knows.

"China pig, I will definitely find you, my knife will cut off your head, like these people!"

Aoki Yangqiao looked viciously into the distance, he firmly believed that he would definitely meet Yang Yi again - although Zhao Botao didn't say anything, he still remembered some information related to Yang Yi, such as Guannei, such as the provincial city!