The Japanese army drew a large circle, like a fish casting a large net in the vast water. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Is the shrouded area large? Big, of course, big, but, anyone with a little common sense knows that when the net rope is not tightened, the hole in the net is also large, and a few small fish swim out when the net is not tightened and becomes smaller.

When the net is tightened, no matter how small the mesh is, it is impermeable to the wind, and only the pins are inserted, but the fish you want to catch has already swam away.

When the Japanese troops in and outside the city were compressed together, they could only stare at each other.

As a result, the unwilling Japanese wing commander commanded the troops to send troops to Dahongshan.

However, when he rushed to the edge of the Dahong Mountains with his large army, he could only sigh at the endless mountains and sigh that even if he had 100,000 male soldiers under his command, the Great Japanese Imperial Army was only a small drop in the face of the great power of nature.

Just when the Japanese co-captain and his soldiers looked at the mountain and sighed, Nagumo Shinobu had already changed into a black samurai costume and knelt on the futon in a quiet room.

At his side was a flickering cold light, less than forty centimeters apart, with a sharp tip and a slightly longer handle than an ordinary short knife.

In the eyes of Nanyun Shinobu at this time, the slightly longer handle of the knife could just be held with both hands, but it was perfect for suicide by caesarean section.

On the right side of Nanyun Shinobi, there was also a black-clothed warrior kneeling at this time, with the same thin face as Nanyun Ren, and a pair of concave eyes that looked a little ruthless, it looked a little similar to Nanyun Ren.

"Kiyoko come in, you, get out!" Nanyun Shinobu didn't even look at the young warrior who looked a little like him, but he said without any emotion in his mouth.

The young samurai nodded, got up, and walked out, but staggered past a woman in a kimono who gently pulled open the sliding door and bowed in.

The kimono woman walked with broken steps at her feet, her head lowered, her eyes just aimed at her own toes.

The young warriors, on the other hand, showed a hint of excitement and greed in their grim eyes at each other's shoulders.

"Play me another song from your Shina." Nagumo Shinobu commanded.

"Yes." The woman who had already knelt opposite Nanyun Shinobu hurriedly got up again, revealing a slightly powdery face when she got up.

I saw that her bright eyes and red lips were dripping, and the beautiful temperament of her face was like a peony that had just been bathed in the drizzle.

This femininity has become beautiful and still the same, but it is Shen Xiaoman, Murong Pei's friend when he was in Nanjing!

"Which tune would you like to hear?" Shen Xiaoman asked in a low voice.

"Play a song I've never heard before, and hopefully it's the first and last time I've heard you play." After Nanyun Ren said this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it seemed that his forbearance had not been practiced after all, because he knew that according to his usual speaking style, the latter sentence would never be said.

Lu Xiaoman listened to Nanyun Ninja's words for a moment, his eyes swept over Nanyun Ninja, who was very different from the previous day, and swept over the threat at Nanyun Ninja's feet.

Shen Xiaoman sat down on a wooden chair near the window, and in front of him was a guqin on a flat table.

She put her fingers on the strings and didn't play them immediately, but gave her a thoughtful expression.

After waiting for a while, Nanyun Ren didn't hear the sound of the piano and couldn't help but look up, just when he saw Lu Xiaoman's ten fingers on the piano.

The overall shape of Lu Xiaoman's fingers is very beautiful, and in Nanyun Ren's opinion, it is like a miniature version of her legs, with slender calves and round thighs with natural transitions.

Nanyun Zhuo couldn't help but feel irritable in his heart when he thought of this, and asked coldly, "Why don't you play yet?" ”

Lu Xiaoman pointed to the sound of plucking the strings and piano in an instant.

When the strings sounded together, Nanyun Shinobu was shocked, because he had really never heard this song before?

The song is desolate and tragic, as if full of resistance to the injustice of fate.

The melody seemed to make Nagumo Shinobu place himself on top of the endless wasteland, looking up at the sky and looking down at the wilderness.

That song made Nagumo Shinobu seem to see all the injustices in his body, but for the sake of the spark that was wiped out but could burst out to the last bit of unyieldingness, he still needed to endure it again......

When Lu Xiaoman started playing, she was still a little apprehensive in her heart, but along with the sound of the piano, she was already completely immersed in that melody realm.

The fate of the troubles, the calamity of the red face, and the hardships of the people's livelihood have been vented out like a tide in an instant between her ten fingers.

Shen Xiaoman was so involved in playing that when the last sound had dispersed from the small quiet room without a trace, she realized that Nanyun Ren was actually standing behind her.

For a long time, the prestige that Nanyun Ren had inflicted on Shen Xiaoman made her get rid of the situation of that song all of a sudden, and she couldn't help but shudder.

Nanyun Ren, whose face was getting thinner and thinner, and his eyes were already cloudy, but there was a little more fanaticism in his eyes at this time, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pinched Shen Xiaoman's chin with his thumb and index finger and said, "Tell me what is the name of this song you played?" ”

"Su Wu shepherds." Shen Xiaoman endured the coldness and pain brought by Nanyun Ninja's eagle-claw-like sharp fingers and said.

"Su Wu shepherd? This is the story of your China. Nanyun ninja muttered to himself, but he had completely ignored Shen Xiaoman's beautiful face, and the pain from his fingers that were still pinching his chin became a little distorted.

"Yes, yes." Shen Xiaoman endured the sharp pain in his jaw, but he didn't dare to let the tears that were about to flow out of the pain drop.

"Tell me." Nagumo Shinobu finally let go of his hand, turned around and knelt on the futon again.

"Yes." Lu Xiaoman lowered his head and said, but instead of touching the chin that was still in pain, which had been pinched out by Nanyun Ren, he knelt down in front of Nanyun Ren and began to tell him the story of Su Wu's shepherd......

An hour later, Nagumo Shinobu had already changed back into his military uniform, and appeared at his command post with an indifferent face, and began to give one order after another.

The young warrior, who had also changed back into a military uniform, looked a little like him, standing behind him and was also speechless, but his eyes could not hide his disappointment.

And in the quiet room where Nanyun Ren almost committed suicide by caesarean section, Shen Xiaoman stroked his still painful chin and tears fell.

Shen Xiaoman knew that Nanyun Ren hadn't eaten for two days, and she had already guessed that Nanyun Ren was going to cut himself.

She didn't know what Nanyun Shinobu had gone through, so she had to commit suicide by caesarean section, but she knew that she had finally escaped another catastrophe today.

She can't let Nagumo Shinobu die by disembowelment, if Nagumo is cruel, she will go from the tiger's den into the wolf's den.

Although Nagumo Shinobu was a pervert who humiliated and tortured her in unspeakable ways, it was the only talisman she could rely on in the wolf's den.

The young Japanese officer, who was distracted from Nagumo Shinobi, was the leader of the pack.