"Your Excellency is Jiang Haoran." Honma Masaharu can be the commander of the division and naturally has a good insight, and he can see through Jiang Haoran's identity at a glance, although it is a little late, but the calmness and calmness of this knife holder on the neck all reveal the true character of a battle-hardened general.

"Hehe, you answered correctly, but the teacher forgot to bring a few candies today, otherwise I will reward you with a few." Looking at the devil sitting neatly with his waist straight and his hands on the table below, Jiang Haoran suddenly remembered that they also sat like this when he was studying.

"Huh! Your Excellency is not only brave but also very humorous, our Yamato nation is a martial nation, respect for the true samurai, Your Excellency's expression is extraordinary, although it is an opponent, but it does not affect my respect for Your Excellency in the slightest. Although Your Excellency has restrained me, the samurai of Yamato will never give in, and Your Excellency can kill me, but the following thirteen Yamato warriors will also kill Your Excellency. Rather than die in the net, let's make a deal, as long as you don't hurt anyone in the room again, I vouch for the honor of the samurai, you can leave safely, and I will also give you a hundred gold bars, I wonder what you think? Honma Masaharu was full of confidence, and he believed that such conditions would definitely impress Jiang Haoran.

"I thought it was a fart? Only you can think of such a good thing, and 'Yamato warriors'? In my eyes, it's no different from a dozen pigs waiting to be slaughtered. As for the gold bars, you keep them until ????? yin" Jiang Haoran had already seen the murderous opportunity, and his left hand touched into his pocket, copied it a few times, and immediately complained bitterly, there were only two of the dozens of nails left, and a hole in the pocket explained where they went. Of course, Jiang Haoran could kill them cleanly without nails, but there were so many tables and chairs, such a long distance? It's too hard to kill them all before they make a noise. If one of them shoots or opens the door, the devils will surely swarm and block themselves in this room, and it will not be so easy to escape. As soon as the thought moved, the words in his mouth changed flavor, paused, and then said: "Use it where it should be, if you are really sincere, you might as well make a request." ”

As soon as he heard that there was something to talk about, Masaharu Honma suddenly frowned, thinking that it would be great to give you a thousand gold bars, "Okay, as long as you say I'll definitely be able to promise you." ”

"Alas! I'm just too soft-hearted and too curious. I've heard that your samurai's belly is well sliced, and it's a 'ten' when you go down with a knife, but unfortunately I haven't had a chance to appreciate it. If you can satisfy this curiosity of mine, cut six or seven, and I vouch for the honor of a samurai, and the rest of you will live. ”

"Baga, Your Excellency is too deceitful!" Masaharu Honma couldn't hold back no matter how good her concentration was, and her whole body was trembling, as if she was angry to the extreme. And there are also trembling below, but they are the kind of faces that are pale and shivering in cold sweat, and they are civilian officials at first glance. Those generals were all clenched in their teeth, their faces were flushed, and the hands on the table were clenched into fists.

Jiang Haoran was going to tell them who they had come to China to kill people, set fires, rape and plunder who deceived people too much, but looking at this situation, it was better not to say it, if they were angry, they would die with themselves, the life of the little devil is not valuable, and his own life is precious. Then he said, "What? When it comes to seppuku, you are no samurai, I tell you, our ancestors can feed tigers with their bodies in order to cross people, and your samurai can't cut a few seppudia to show your sincerity in order to save their compatriots! ”

"Good! I, Yoshitoshi Miyamoto, came to cut this belly, and I hope that Your Excellency can keep your promise. A big one stood suddenly. Immediately after that, three more stood up.

Seeing that they were so active, Jiang Haoran was anxious, don't let them take the opportunity to make trouble, and hurriedly said: "Sit down, raise your hands one by one." ”

Miyamoto is not bad, he took out a short knife out of nowhere, stepped forward, knelt down with his legs together five meters away from Jiang Haoran, bit the short knife on his mouth, tore open his military uniform, exposed his chest and abdomen, picked up the knife and drew a "one" word on the abdomen from left to right, and then cut a knife straight from bottom to top. Red soup poured out of the abdomen, and the soup and intestines flowed to the ground. Miyamoto Yi gritted his teeth, his face was pale, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were like rain, but he could bear it, and he didn't snort until he fell to the ground.

Immediately after that, the little devils came up one by one, and cut seven in less than ten minutes, although there were some not so refreshing ones in the middle, but they were basically cut to death. The whole room was suddenly filled with a strong smell of blood and feces and urine, and the breath of death made the rest of the devils tremble there one by one. The table rocks and chairs, and even the teacups on the table make the sound of porcelain colliding, and you can even hear the clear ticking of water droplets under the table.

Honma Masaharu trembled like an electric numb, although Jiang Haoran couldn't see his face, the green tendons on his neck were bare, and there seemed to be bean-sized droplets of water falling down on his face, which made Jiang Haoran suspicious, could it be that the devil also knew to cry.

"Your Excellency has fulfilled your request, Your Excellency can leave!" Masaharu Honma's words popped out of his teeth one by one.

Jiang Haoran snorted coldly: "Leave? Of course! The air here isn't very good, so I'll leave if I kill you. ”

"Your Excellency has made a guarantee, can you not talk about credibility?" Masaharu Honma's voice trembled, and his heart suddenly fell into an ice cellar.

"Lao Tzu is not Japanese, and the honor of a samurai can vouch for a fart." As soon as the words fell, Jiang Haoran exerted a force in his hand, and a head immediately jumped on the table and spun around. The ghostly figure immediately pounced on the other six devils. Fortunately, the rest were some timid civilians, and two of them had even fainted to death. Jiang Haoran chopped melons and vegetables and killed them cleanly.

took out two handfuls of "Wang Ba Boxes" from the corpse of the devil and inserted them into his waist, Jiang Haoran checked them again, and made sure that there was no living hole, so he opened the door and drilled out a crack.

It was still calm outside, with patrols coming and going, and ten meters away, the guards of the headquarters stood in a row. The guards who took Jiang Haoran's box cannon at the beginning, saw Jiang Haoran coming out, immediately took it out from his waist, clamped his butt and ran to Jiang Haoran's side, and handed the box cannon to Jiang Haoran with both hands, but immediately retracted. Jiang Haoran's blood stains and the strong smell of blood made him alert.

"Take it, you're there!" Jiang Haoran snatched the box cannon from his hand, and then slashed it, rewarding him with a shuttle of bullets.

This box gun is a good thing, and the Chinese also call him "barge gun" produced at the Mauser Arsenal in Germany. It is powerful, has a fast rate of fire, can be fired in single shots, bursts, and the most important thing is that its magazine is 20 rounds, and a very interesting feature is that its holster is turned upside down after the grip, and it immediately transforms into a submachine gun, which becomes a shoulder-fired weapon. It extensively equips the squadron and is of far-reaching significance to the Chinese. Some even say that without it there would be no fate for modern China.

Jiang Haoran shot out, and the guards fell like chaff, but the sudden gunfire completely shredded the peace of the camp. Jiang Haoran rushed towards the woods to the east like arrows, and the footsteps of the forest behind him, the sound of the sliding bolt, the shouting, and the insulting sounds, all rang out, and then the gunshots began to sound out.