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Liao Changsheng pulled out his pistol again and followed the sound of the black jackal, and many people in the village also heard the wind.

Seeing the three black jackals barking wildly, Liao Changsheng's first reaction was to open the pistol safety and put the muzzle on the head of a middle-aged man dressed formally with old-fashioned eyes, who was wearing the same disgusting dog skin as the Japanese army, and from the face shape, it was obviously the outline of a Chinese.

The middle-aged man was followed by two Japanese soldiers with steel helmets, strangely not holding a guy in his hand, but carrying a stretcher, which was covered with a white cloth, and it should have been a corpse or a seriously wounded person.

The middle-aged man calmly took off his eyes, wiped them on his cuffs, and then slowly brought them on, all this was natural, raised his head slightly and smiled at Liao Changsheng, and had nothing to say.

Liao Changsheng was extremely angry, this middle-aged man who didn't take himself seriously at all happened to be the target of his emotions, and he brought the two little devils behind him to bury Gangzi together.

The middle-aged man was about to walk forward with a gun on his forehead, and Liao Changsheng yelled angrily, "Don't move!" If you move again, Lao Tzu will kill you."

The middle-aged man did not have any change in expression, and treated the situation as if it were a trick, stretched out his right hand to hold the muzzle of the gun on his forehead, and slowly moved downward.

It seems to be a very simple action, but it actually hides the competition of strength between the two, and after a stalemate for a while, Liao Changsheng felt a slight pain in his wrist, so he had to follow the middle-aged man's strength downward.

The muzzle of the gun moved to the position of his mouth, and the middle-aged man blew it unexpectedly, making a "whoosh" sound, and then said, "Are you still used to using our things?" The corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled proudly.

The last thing Liao Changsheng couldn't listen to in his life was provocation, the anger in his heart was like an undersea volcano about to erupt, his ears were red, and his face angrily reprimanded this middle-aged man who spoke Chinese and wore a devil's suit.

"Believe the fuck or not, I shot you!"

The middle-aged man put the gun on his chest, straightened his chest, and said, "Young man, don't be kidding, is there still such a backbone person in China?" ”

This sentence reached Su Maosheng's ears, and Su Maosheng comforted Xie Chenggong and came over, "Who said that Chinese have no backbone." ”

The voice was loud and powerful through the crowd, and walked straight in front of the middle-aged man.

But the traitor's face in front of him humiliating the Chinese shocked Su Maosheng, not the man's arrogant demeanor and everything that seemed self-righteous, just because of this face.

Su Maosheng stood in place, staring at this traitor, not speaking, the middle-aged man still walked slowly in front of Su Maosheng with a smile, and stretched out his right hand.

At this time, the militiamen thought that this domestic devil of unknown origin would have some disrespectful behavior, and more than 20 guns were raised in an instant, and the muzzles of the guns were aimed at the middle-aged man.

"Yaga, yours, put the gun down!" The two devils who followed behind the man shouted.

The middle-aged man raised his right hand and signaled the two devils behind him not to speak, and the devils closed their mouths.

What is unimaginable is that a Chinese who has become a puppet of the Japanese still has such a high authority and right to speak, it seems that this domestic devil is really not an ordinary traitor.

"Put your guns down!" Su Maosheng's tone was a little disappointed and helpless, he didn't expect that war and temptation could make an advanced revolutionary fighter betray the country.

"Brother Su, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come to harm?"

The middle-aged man's words shocked everyone present, this powerful character who did not change his face actually knew Su Maosheng, and he was also called a brother, in Liao Changsheng's heart, he urgently needed an answer.

Su Maosheng slowly put away the emotions just now, and said softly as always, "Mr. Li Zhi, please don't call me a brother, we used to be classmates, but now we are enemies!" ”

"Brother Su is still soft, since seeing each other again is fate, why don't Brother Su invite me to sit in and have two drinks" Li Zhi responded politely.

"I don't think there is any need for this, there are only two stools in the cold house, one is for me to sit on, and the other is for the Chinese to sit, please go back, sir!" Devil sofa good wine is waiting for you! Su Maosheng's every word was a battle with gunsmoke, which made Wu Ting, who was listening on the side, admire.

Li Zhi shook his hand and turned around with a smile, "Brother Su, what you said is so desperate, little brother, I have no choice but to be interesting, before leaving, a thin gift, and look at my subordinates." ”

Walking to the stretcher and lifting the white cloth, the women present covered their noses and vomited, a few bones were scattered on the stretcher, it was not obvious that it was that part of the body, and there were two bones at the joints that still hung pieces of flesh that had not fallen, but they were charred as paint.

Su Maosheng saw the truth of the matter at a glance, and pretended to ask, "Sir, what do you mean by this?" ”

Li Zhi squatted down, put on white gloves, picked out the thickest bone, looked carefully in front of his eyes, and sighed repeatedly, "It's a pity, poor Chinese!" ”

"Come, you, come here!" Li Zhi gestured his middle finger and called Liao Changsheng over, Liao Changsheng walked over, he wanted to see what was going on with this pile of bones, but Li Zhi pressed his head with one hand and shouted, "Look, look at this is the soldier you bringed, the soldier who went to die, damn, mentally retarded!" ”

The rude words made Liao Changsheng realize the origin of this pile of bones, which was the remains left by his brother Xie Gang, Liao Changsheng was in pain, and knelt in front of Gangzi without resistance.

Li Zhi took off his gloves, clapped his hands, and said, "Let him return to his roots!" The voice was a little emotional, the kind of emotion that did not belong to the traitor.

"This is the sincerity of the Japanese army, may you behave yourself!" Li Zhi patted off the dust on his body and prepared to leave.

When he turned around, he heard a "wait" firm and powerful, it was Liao Changsheng, who raised his head and glared at Li Zhi angrily, "It's all here, why don't you stay!" ”

The meaning of this sentence is not difficult to understand, before Li Zhi defected to the Japanese army, he was also a revolutionary soldier who followed the Three People's Principles and followed Mr. Sun Yat-sen. ”

"Don't fuck bullshit!"

As soon as the words came out, the militia's guns were raised again, and Li Zhihaha laughed and said, "This is the backbone of the Chinese?" Or is it the hospitality of the Chinese? ”

Wu Ting watched this arrogant guy perform for so long, and finally couldn't help it, and broke out, "You are a dog, not a guest!" ”

This sentence made Li Zhi even more happy, squatted down and stroked the black jackal, "It seems that I have to call you brother" and then looked up at Su Maosheng.

The black jackal did not give face to this traitor, and barked wildly.

Su Maosheng's generosity made these boring words like the wind, without the slightest value.

"Put your guns down!" Su Maosheng ordered again.

"Don't let it go," Liao Changsheng's voice was sharp.

"Put it down, isn't it shameful enough?" With a bit of emotion.

"It's still Brother Su's name, if you want me to say, you should really do the revolution with me at that time, it's a pity, it's a pity, the times are different!" Li Zhi does not have any words that can be like a normal person's ear.

"The two armies are fighting, don't kill the envoys, since you sincerely send the corpse home, I will spare your life today, and the next time we meet, I will not tolerate it!"

Liao Changsheng didn't do it, two lives just such an answer, and this arrogant dog traitor was simply no one in his eyes, but for the sake of the overall situation, he didn't dare to go too far, and finally said, "You can go, you must bury my brother, bowed, put on incense and left!" ”

Li Zhi replied very happily: "Okay!" ”

The two devils were a little reluctant, and one of them curled his lips and said, "No, the imperial people can't bow for the Chinese!" ”

"You fucking fart again, Lao Tzu will kill you" Liao Changsheng fired a shot at the sky, but the devil didn't speak.

"Hahaha, I'm a traitor, not from your empire, it's okay, it's okay" Li Zhi patted the two devils as he spoke, and his actions and tone were unpredictable.

"Okay, then let's follow" Liao Changsheng put away Gangzi's bones, the militia lifted Li Ju's body and walked towards the mountain, and the villagers all followed, this is the first anti-Japanese war hero in the village to die.

There is no coffin, no tombstone, fortunately it is a treasure of feng shui, Liao Changsheng chose a place with a wide field of vision, Wujiang River, digging this loess stone with both hands, the villagers also moved, and after a while it was a simple grave, put the body down, a handful of loess, and a stone piled up into the most stable tomb in the war years.

Then everyone bowed in front of the grave and said two words of condolences and sighs to bid farewell to the couple.

In the end, it was Li Zhi's turn, Li Zhi took off the dog skin outside and stepped forward, this move made Su Maosheng puzzled!