Today is the Qingming Festival, and Xiao Jian went home to sweep the graves of his grandparents and aunts. He knew that around his house, there was a Japanese shadow killer lurking. These killers have been hunting for themselves.

Today is a special day: Qingming Festival. He didn't disappoint grandpa, grandma and aunts. He bought fire paper, incense candles and hanging paper, two graves, a grave for his grandfather and grandmother, and a grave for his aunt, all of which he dug by himself, and buried them with his own hands. On that day, after he buried his grandparents and aunts, he knelt down in front of their graves and swore that he would pay the debt with blood! Grandpa, grandma and aunt can't die in vain. He wants justice.

Due to the special time, the tomb was chosen in the vegetable patch behind his house, which is also his family's small garden. Grandpa and grandma liked to plant flowers when they were alive, and aunts liked to enjoy flowers, and whenever this spring season of flowers, grandparents and aunts always carefully cultivated and fertilized the flowers in their own flower fields. Although the flower field is only about 20 square meters, the flowers planted are rich and colorful, including chrysanthemums, junzi orchids, camellias, red peonies, rhododendrons, evening primroses, red plums, etc. During this season, the garden is filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the flowers are full of flowers, which is very beautiful.

Missing relatives and remembering ancestors, it is normal for people to feel. Three relatives were buried by him personally. There is no paper money, no sound of firecrackers, no excesses of Heshang, and no tears of relatives and friends. Only his anger and hatred for the Japanese invaders. They were all brutally killed by devils. There are also thousands of villagers in Nanjing, on this day, sadness, hatred, and anger all broke out silently in the paper money burning in the air on this day, and they were defenseless and could only bury their hatred in their hearts. Pray for the day of revenge to come soon. There are also many outsiders whose relatives are not in Nanjing. They had no one to worship. There are countless families who have been killed by devils and have no relatives. There was no one to sweep his grave, in fact, they did not have a grave at all, they became lonely ghosts, or went into mass graves. Die with a grievance or everlasting regret. Xiao Jian felt all this very deeply.

For more than a month, no less than 100 devils died at the hands of his guns, and after each killing, he had to cut off their heads and go to his garden, where his grandparents and aunts told them that he was avenging them. Then throw their heads into the pack of wild dogs and feed the dogs. He wants to kill indefinitely until the day when the devil rolls out of China. He killed more than a dozen adjutants, who were dying in the process of killing. Every time his Grim Reaper speaks, it's when the devil adjutant is killed. He has encountered countless risks, and he has managed to escape. Maybe it's the thousands of heroic souls who died at the guns of devils protecting themselves!

He became a devil's seeker. His portrait was plastered all over the streets. His name was sung among the citizens of Nanjing. The devil dispatched a special combat team, and the wolf dogs wanted to capture him, but they were all deceived by his superb disguise skills. His murderous methods are superb, he has become a devil's henchman, and he knows that he is in high danger at all times. He is a killer, a killer who makes killing devils a profession. No one has cracked his methods of killing devils. The devil already knows his identity. His family's underground arsenal in Nanjing is being traced, and his family's house has been burned down by devils to the point that not even a single piece of wood can be found. His house has been probed by the devil's military dogs and arms detectors I don't know how many times. The devil lost, and he prepared in advance. Every time a devil came to his house, he had to pay a heavy price, and within two days the body of the devil who took the lead would be hung in front of the city gate. The devil's head seems to be made of a urinal, one after the other. But it's still a lot less.

He was looking for his wife and mother, and he searched almost all over Nanjing, but he did not find his wife's way. Could it be that they were killed by devils? In any case, he lived to see people, and died to see corpses. He's been looking. Several times he wanted to go to his father-in-law's house, but every time he walked to his father-in-law's door, he couldn't move his feet. The wife has always objected to her recognition of this father-in-law. Today's father-in-law is the maintenance president of Yuhua District, a Japanese dog. The martial arts hall is as prosperous as in the past. Many Japanese people also learned from him. More than 300,000 people died in Nanjing, and his father-in-law lived well. He also killed traitors, but he never had the idea of killing his father-in-law, because he was his wife's father.

He knelt in front of his grandparents' graves and burned paper, and he already knew that many Japanese dogs were lying in ambush around him, and they were all coming to catch him. He knew that today's day was a black day for him. He shouldn't have come this day. Because it is an ancestor worship, this is a sword mountain, and he Xiao Jian will also come!

He had heard the footsteps of devils and the barking of wolfdogs. He burned the last piece of paper and stood up