Chapter 124: A Dead Dog

Mengzi came out tonight, just wanted to accompany Xiaoxiao to go shopping, take a walk, and definitely didn't want to cause trouble and ask for trouble. But there are some things that you can't avoid if you don't want to: when you encounter two moldy ghosts who don't know how to practice, you have to hit the muzzle of the fierce man.

For others, it is really not an easy task to kill these two bastards without leaving a trace, but Mengzi is no one else, his nickname is "Mengzi Killer", he specializes in killing people and goods, for him, this is not a matter at all.

In the restaurant, Mengzi wanted to smash it, but when he looked at the surrounding environment and a little safety, this guy couldn't help but roll his eyes, and he had a way in his heart, but he had to be wronged for a while. He believes that at this time, Xiaoxiao will cooperate with him. So he found a tavern. As soon as he gets out of this house and goes outside, he has a chance to kill these two self-inflicted things.

Ono was originally the head of the military station, but this reinforcement not only did not make a meritorious service, but also threw his own soldiers into about 200 people, so he couldn't stay at the military station, so he had to be transferred back to the Benxi Lake Headquarters and arranged an official position in charge of logistics, also called a logistics officer.

More than ten truckloads of winter materials were robbed, and someone had to take this responsibility, and the original logistics officer had no choice but to take the cylinder. Although Ono's reinforcements suffered large losses, after all, they attacked very quickly, and when this kid was in the headquarters, he was very popular, so this lack was given to him.

As soon as Ono took office, he didn't dare to slack off, he didn't eat or drink for the past few days, and the material transportation was very good.

This guy just wanted to take a breath, and suddenly received an order from the command that there was a batch of conventional ammunition, and these materials were about 100 tons. All these supplies have been sent to the headquarters and are being distributed to all theaters of operations.

After receiving the call, Ono hurriedly reported to the headquarters.

But there were too many supplies, and there was a hurry to transport them out, so there was no way, so Ono called the quartermaster in charge of logistics of the Imperial Association. Now almost all the cars transported by the Kwantung Army have been sent out to transport troops. Therefore, Ono thought of this traitor quartermaster, the logistics department of the Imperial Allied Army under his command, and dozens of cars, these cars are the reserve of the Imperial Allied Army, and they are not allowed to be sent out without very critical military information.

Ono was in charge of logistics for the first time, and after he and the traitor quartermaster finished talking about receiving and transporting supplies, the quartermaster rolled his eyes and said to Ono with a busy nod:

"Taijun, your great cleverness, great ability, my admiration and admiration, the Missy at night, my treat, the wine drink, the work of the flower girl, all wrapped up in me. Taijun's face-appreciating. ”

The reason why this traitor can become the quartermaster of the Imperial Cooperative Army is inseparable from his ability to flatter and slap horses. He would not let go of this opportunity, close to the opportunity of the new logistics officer in charge of his own logistics.

When Ono heard the traitor say this, he smiled proudly.

During this time, after being transferred back from the military station, he was busy transporting supplies and never went out once. The traitor wants to invite himself, of course he will not be polite. So he straightened his small waist and raised his head slightly:

"Evening Missy's great, flower girl's, my favorite, your friend's great."

As soon as Ono heard that there was a flower girl, there was no need to say that he was happy in his heart. Seeing that the time was almost up, he hurriedly packed up the text and put the message from the headquarters in his bag. This Wen Jiàn can't be put in the office, and he has to be sent back to the secret room, but now, he is a little impatient, so he can only put the Wen Jiàn in his bag first and carry it on his body, so that he can rest assured.

The traitor originally wanted the two of them to drink a little wine first, and after they were full of food and drink, they would take him to a brothel opened by the Japanese and let Ono vent.

But before the two of them finished drinking, Ono saw Huang Xiaoxiao, but he didn't take the liberty to go over, and when he saw that the two of them were about to get up and leave, Ono made up his mind to come over. At this time, the traitor and Ono were already almost drunk.

Ono didn't expect that Mengzi would promise to let this flower girl accompany him. In normal times, Ono is still a more cautious person. But not today, first, he drank too much, and his brain was already anesthetized by alcohol; The second is that he hasn't been sticky to a woman for a long time, and now his mind is full of flower girls, looking at Huang Xiaoxiao's eyes, just like a pair of Wang Ba's small eyes, glowing green. Therefore, as soon as he heard Mengzi say this, he put down his wine glass without hesitation and followed out of the tavern.

Takeko helped Ono into the alley, because he drank too much wine, Ono was already a little anxious, but now he is S lustful, and he can't wait to come to Mt. Fuji in a moment, so, when he comes out of the restaurant, he holds back.

Mengzi's mention, although he still wants to continue to hold back, but this is the brother of the beautiful flower girl, he still wants to gain his favor, so, together with Mengzi, the two of them helped each other, and came to the alley.

Mengzi first snuggled him up to a tree, he took a wrong step, through the faint street lamp shining from the mouth of the alley, Mengzi saw that the little devil had just untied his trouser belt with both hands, and suddenly stepped forward, from behind him, his right hand put his arm around the other party's neck, and his right leg pushed forward, against the middle of his waist, so that Ono's feet were suspended in the air.

Japanese people are generally not tall, and Ono is no exception, although I don't know if his mother is a geisha, but it is certain that even if he is a mongrel, it is all done by Japanese. Because his height is only about 1.67 or 8 meters, he eats like a pig, and can weigh 17 or 80 pounds. The fierce man put his arms around his neck and hung him up, which was really a bit heavy.

Until the moment he unbuttoned his trouser belt, Ono was still dreaming of his spring dreams. While untying his trouser belt, he thought: Today is really my lucky day, the transportation problem is solved, and there will be peach blossom luck at night. This flower girl, if it were in Japan, would be the imperial concubine of His Majesty the Emperor, and she would not be as beautiful as her. I've never seen such a beautiful woman.

Ono was born as a staff officer, so under normal circumstances, he rarely had the opportunity to lead troops to the battle.

In the headquarters, every time those colleagues who returned victoriously after participating in the war, they bragged in front of him about how beautiful, how exciting, and how big the flower girl outside was, he would secretly swallow his saliva back into his stomach every time. After listening to it, I had to go to the comfort station to vent. But the Japanese and Korean women in the comfort station, who looked like zombies, were numb, and they didn't feel anything at all.

Today I responded to a sentence, called salted fish turned over, I Ono also had peach blossom luck, he just untied his leather belt, closed his eyes, imagined a good thing with the flower girl for a while, and suddenly felt his neck tight. With a snap of his feet, he left the ground.

He thought he had drunk too much and floated, but just as he was about to shout, he just opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound.

This time he was a little anxious, his hands loosened, and he wanted to move the things that were tightly on his neck, who knew that as soon as he let go, his pants slipped off his waist, and he felt a cold wind in his lower body.

As soon as the cold wind blew on his lower body, he finally understood that he was plotting against someone. To say that this Japanese is different from the Chinese, his ass reacts faster than his head.

He reacted this way, and after a cold sweat, he came down: he had met a ghost.

When I was at the headquarters, this kind of thing once happened, a Kwantung Army was killed, and that time I led the team to personally chase and kill, but I tossed all night, and found nothing, and the killer seemed to have evaporated. Could it be that this time it's your turn?

Ono is not a fool and is not slow to react. The head was like lightning and the things related to hunting in the past, but the hands and feet were not idle, and the two hands made the strength of sucking, desperately breaking the arm around the neck.

He had a point: as long as he could move this arm off his neck, it would be fine even for a while. The breath I hold in my chest now is really uncomfortable, and I feel like I'm about to explode at any moment. Both feet are also kicking wildly, imagining that if you kick something, you can drag your neck better.

But he didn't understand, obviously his feet were standing on the ground just now, why can't he reach it now? Is it really too much to drink? No, it's not a matter of drinking too much or too little.

Ono suddenly realized that all of his feet couldn't reach the ground, and the main reason was that his legs were too short.

He hated his legs for being too short, resented his mother, hated his father who was like a Japanese pig, if his mother had a leg with a foreigner and changed his species, he would not have reached 1.7 meters, if he was a little taller, maybe his feet might have kicked to the ground. Won't you be saved?

After struggling for a long time, Ono felt that his head was gradually leaving his neck and body, and even he saw that the arm that was tightly strangling his neck instantly turned into a rope, and the tree he leaned on became a gallows.

At the thought of being hung on the gallows, Ono let out his breath, and suddenly his heart lit up, all the pain was gone in an instant, and his hands and feet didn't have to struggle, he hung down very naturally, and he saw that in front of him, there was a golden avenue, and his body was drifting along this avenue

"I didn't see it, you bastard is really good at tossing, and it hurts the stinky sweat of the young master." Mengzi said after letting out a sigh.

Ono is now in the hands of the fierce son, like a dead dog. Anyway, he's not tall, and he can pick it up with one hand. The fierce man carried the dead dog, looked left and right, thought for a while, or put it next to the tree in front of him, making people look like they had drunk too much, squatting there.

After finding a place, Takeko put down Ono and turned around and walked towards the mouth of the alley. Although one is dead, there is still one waiting outside, and he has to find a way to transfer that damn traitor over.

Mengzi is the most ruthless is this traitor, betraying his siblings, such a person, Mengzi doesn't want to die so easily, this evil breath hasn't come out yet, he wants him to know, the consequences of being a traitor, let him know his means, and let him know the fate of insulting his compatriots and sisters.

This book is derived from reading books