Yang Yi leaned against the pillar and closed his eyes completely, as if he had fallen asleep, and did not hear Park Xiangri's shouting at all.

The gang men hiding in the inn couldn't help but want to remind Yang Yi - someone called you, even if it was Japanese, you should respond, after all, those Japanese spies were carrying flower traps and submachine guns!

If you get into a mess and those guys rush in, everyone will die.

"Shut up, don't bother him!"

Du Yuesheng glared fiercely and stopped those subordinates.

The gang members were dumbfounded, not understanding why Du Yuesheng was so used to Yang Yi.

Although they all saw Yang Yi's strong skills, and thought that they would not survive more than three seconds under Yang Yi's hands, they still felt that in this case, no matter how good their skills were, they would be able to use a fart - no matter how good their kung fu was, they would still be knocked down with one shot!

In their opinion, now Du Yuesheng should order all of them to rush out, and then each of them will take advantage of the chaos to break through, maybe there is still a glimmer of life, relying on Yang Yi, it can only be waiting for death.

Although he didn't understand why Yang Yi faced this life-and-death crisis with a posture that seemed to be asleep, the Japanese who didn't seem to force it rushed in to save him in anger and never stopped, but compared to these loyal subordinates, he was willing to believe in Yang Yi.

is not only Yang Yi's prestige, but also because he wants to live now, the only one he can rely on is Yang Yi, if even Yang Yi is offended, then he will really die.

Of course, Yang Yi didn't fall asleep.

He was cherishing this short time to recover from the damage caused by Jin Mantang's heavy blow to his brain.

Although Jin Mantang died in the hands of Yang Yi, Yang Yi still had to admit that this guy was a rare master, he was sure that even if he was hit on the head with a hammer, it would not be as harmful as Jin Mantang's smashing with the handle of the gun.

Jin Mantang's death was not because his skills were much worse than Yang Yi's, but because Yang Yi's ability to resist beatings far exceeded his expectations.

He hit Yang Yi hard with the handle of his gun, but Yang Yi's kick cost him most of his life, and the final result was expected.

In addition to recovering from the injury suffered by the heavy blow to the brain, Yang Yi at the same time, he exerted his keen perception to the extreme, chasing the deadly dangerous aura, like the best hunting dog chasing its prey.

The danger is all-round, and the Japanese spies armed with machine guns outside the door seem to have locked the entire Tianxing Tower in all directions, but Yang Yi is keenly aware that all of these people's attention is on their hiding place, once they make any rash moves, within a few meters of their side, they will be covered by a rain of bullets.

Of course, the deadliest threat still comes from the bell tower three or four hundred meters away from the Celestial Star Tower.

The concession is the world of foreigners, so foreigners have also moved their living habits into the concession, such as churches, such as bell towers.

The bell tower is the tallest building in this area, and every time it is punctual, it begins to ring the bell to tell the time, which brings convenience to foreigners and makes many Chinese people realize the convenience of accurate time.

But now, the high bell tower has become the best ambush place for gunners - the unobstructed shooting range is simply an excellent shooting position for a gunner with a hundred shots.

The gunman lay on the ground, squinting his eyes in the direction of the Star Tower, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a magnitude that everything was under control.

Although the previous few shots failed to hit Yang Yi, it did not affect his confidence in his marksmanship at all, he felt that Yang Yi could dodge those shots, more because Yang Yi was lucky enough, it was not Yang Yi who could predict the prophet and find that he was going to shoot him.

Thinking that he voluntarily came to China to be a spy because of his humble background, in order to become famous and change his fate, it has been more than ten years since the day he left the island.

Now he speaks Shanghainese even more smoothly than his native language, and he almost forgets his real name, and more often only remembers his pseudonym Li Xiang.

More than ten years, the best years and the most beautiful years, have been wasted on this beach.

In the past ten years, Li Xiang can only see the gradual strengthening of the empire from the newspapers, and can only look forward to the empire's army stepping into this beach day by day, but year after year, the empire's army has not been able to arrive.

And he can only stay up, because if the imperial army does not come, everything he has done in Shanghai over the years will be just duckweed in the air, and it will never be implemented.

Gradually, Li Xiang became a little desperate, because he couldn't see the opportunity to change his fate, nor could he see the future, and sometimes he even wondered if he would be like this in his life.

But just when he was about to despair, Park Xiang-il came.

Because he snatched Shi Dayong and others from Huang Jingui's subordinates at the dock, Li Xiang finally gained a little fame among the Japanese spies in Shanghai, and because of this, he entered the eyes of Park Xiangri.

Life seems to have taken a turn for the better.

But Li Xiang knew that this was not enough.

"If you can kill this guy, if you can kill this guy, then, everything changes!"

Thinking of the blood debt committed by the guy who was cowering behind the pillar in the Far East, thinking that if the bullet fired from the muzzle of his gun could end that guy's criminal life and avenge so many heroic spirits who could never return to their homeland, Li Xiang couldn't help but want to laugh.

He knew that at that time, his fate would be completely changed, and he would no longer be humble, and he would no longer have to nod his head when he saw anyone, but become a hero who stood tall and received countless applause, flowers, and worship.

While Li Xiang was thinking about this, Deng Shiyou was also looking at Tianxinglou, the clothes on his body were drenched as if they had been fished out of the water, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were still dripping down in strings, and he was extremely nervous.

In the past, he saw Yang Yi fighting and being invincible among countless Japanese soldiers, and he also saw Yang Yi disappear and reappear in the mountains and forests like a secluded forest, and those Japanese soldiers died quietly in these disappearances and appearances.

At that time, he felt that Yang Yi was omnipotent.

But now, Deng Shiyou discovered that Yang Yi was not omnipotent, he was also a mortal, a mortal in the flesh, not a god.

However, this did not affect Yang Yi's image in his mind, but felt that it had shortened the distance between Yang Yi and himself - when interacting with gods, he could only look up, but with people, it was obviously easier to get close.

was so close that Deng Shiyou wanted to save Yang Yi.

In front of Tianxing Tower, Park Xiangri, who had not received any response to his previous shouting, did not become as annoyed and angry as everyone thought, and then gave an order for everyone to rush in and kill, but laughed and said: "Mr. Yang, I know you heard what I said, I know you are very powerful, but I hope you recognize the reality, even if you have three heads and six arms, you will not be able to escape today...... Although you have caused great losses to our empire in Manchuria, our Japanese empire is by no means a narrow nation, but a nation that recognizes heroes and values heroes, and I assure you that as long as you surrender and walk out of the Star Tower with your hands high, the empire will not only be not responsible for the mistakes you have made before, but will also treat you with courtesy and entrust you with important responsibilities to Mr. Yang......"