Long Zhongtian's words made the five people of Long Xing stand up immediately, looking at the isolated island in front of them, and at this moment, everyone can still smell the smoke and blood left behind.

The six people stood upright on the isolated island, saluted solemnly and solemnly, and followed the slowly passing sea boat, the atmosphere on the sea boat was very solemn, as if they had seen the tragic war scene on the isolated island with their own eyes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly a strong wind blew in the sea area, the torrential rain poured down suddenly, the bright sea sky suddenly became dark, a powerful tsunami occurred, and a sudden tornado swept the sea ship into a shock, Long Zhongtian and the six people did not react at all, they were submerged in the sea, and the sea ship was pulled into the deep sea by the waves rolled up by the violent whirlwind.

In November 1937, the Japanese occupied Shanghai and burned it for nine consecutive days, occupying 5,255 Chinese factories and causing losses of more than 800 million yuan.

In the bustling streets of Shanghai, the dancing girls in the nightclubs are swinging their waists, full of ****, and the Japanese officers show their hideous faces, watching the demeanor of Chinese women, and salivating.

These women were the top dancers in the bustling city of Shanghai, and they became the fat in the mouths of Japanese officers, but in a small street, there were alleys and rows of dilapidated houses.

In one of the alleys, there were women with light makeup and a lot of smell, holding fancy handkerchiefs in their hands, staring at the men passing by.

"Yo, uncle, the slave family has been waiting for a long time, but come to rest and rest, the slave family is cleaned up?" In a small mirror, the woman is smeared with rouge powder, and the eyes of the men passing by are rippling.

A man with dirty body and tattered clothes limped past this alley, stopped abruptly, showed his neat white teeth, laughed hehehe, and played with a few oceans in his hands.

The filthy man approached the nearest woman step by step: "You are **." There was a big smile on his lips.

The woman's face darkened, and she covered her nose in disgust: "Where did you come from, wild man, get out of here." ”

The smile of the filthy man became even stronger, and he put the ocean in his hand from one hand to the other: "Damn, ** I'm still afraid of wild men, Lao Tzu is rich." ”

The woman smiled, staring at the few pieces of ocean in the hands of the filthy man, with a green light in her eyes, and her eyes rolled along the alternating hands of the filthy man: "Yo, uncle, should you take a hot bath, why wouldn't the slave family accompany you?" ”

The dirty man's eyes rolled, he laughed, and scolded in his heart: "Damn, I want to be a ** again, and I want to set up an archway, and I dislike Lao Tzu is dirty, Lao Tzu's money is not dirty." ”

"Then you should hurry up and scout Uncle, damn!" The filthy man grabbed the woman's ass hard.

"Nasty!" The woman Qiu Bo secretly sent it, looking at the dirty man, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.

"Damn, a typical laughing poor doesn't laugh at prostitutes!" The filthy man cursed in his heart, followed the woman into the courtyard, and the door was tightly closed by the woman.

"Xiaocui, boil a basin of hot water for the uncle and let the uncle take a bath." The woman commanded, swinging her waist, entering the bedroom of the main house, and the **** turned around and gave the filthy man a wink: "The slave family is waiting for you." ”

The filthy man's heart trembled, and a stream of hot blood hit his brain, and his mind was full of thoughts, but with a snap, the filthy man slapped himself fiercely: "Damn, Ma Xiaojun, Ma Xiaojun, how did your mother become like this." ”

The filthy man muttered to himself, touched his hot cheeks, shivered, and put a mouthful of phlegm at his feet: "Lao Tzu is full of food and has nothing to do, what are you doing by yourself, it's really fucking cheap." ”

The girl who was replaced by Cui'er led the filthy man into the side room, and there was a bath bucket in the side room, and buckets of hot water were added to the bath bucket, and white steam came out, and the filthy man's fingers touched it, and he was taken back like an electric shock: "Dog, burn Lao Tzu to death." ”

Cui'er covered her mouth and chuckled, and called a bucket of cold water and poured it into the bath bucket: "Guest officer, I haven't heated the water just now, but now it's okay." ”

"Guest?" The filthy man's eyes widened, with a smile in his eyes: "Little beauty, Lao Tzu is a prostitute at best, and he has not yet opened a prostitute." ”

The evil smile of the filthy man made Cui'er take a step back timidly, and the filthy man was stunned for a moment, thinking in his heart: "Could it be that this girl is still a chick, mother, won't it be cheaper for little Japan in the future." ”

The filthy man stared at Cui'er, and said gloomily: "Why do you want to accompany the uncle to take a bath, if you really accompany the uncle, then the uncle will give you five oceans, how about it." ”

The filthy man quickly took off his tattered clothes and jumped into the bath bucket under Cui'er's sight, and there were five oceans on the table next to him.

The filthy retreated, revealing a resolute face, with clear water chestnut angles, and the muscles on his body were full of explosive force, revealing clear bullet holes in the man's left arm.

The filthy man didn't know where to find a dagger, gritted his teeth and entered the bullet hole, a stream of blood flowed out, and a bullet was dug out, and the filthy man ****, as if he was very comfortable.

The bullet was pushed away by the filthy man, the gunpowder was sprinkled on the wound, and he gasped deeply: "How about it, have you thought about it, if you think about it, Lao Tzu will not be cheap with that broken shoe." ”

Cui'er only saw at this moment that the person in front of her was a soldier, who had just come down from the battlefield, and the tattered clothes were obviously covered with black dirt.

Cui'er's teeth clenched, staring at the five oceans on the table, trembling and unbuttoning his clothes, the filthy man's eyes widened, scanning Cui'er's pink skin little by little, the blood instantly hit the brain, jumped out of the bath bucket and pressed Cui'er next to him before lying on the bed.

The light in the room reflected the figures of the two on the windowsill, listening to the sound of the dementor, the woman came out of the room and looked at the reflection on the windowsill with a cruel smile: "The old lady bought you back and waited for this day." ”

An hour later, the filthy man lay on Cui'er's body, feeling the softness of the woman under X, his eyes were as big as copper bells: "Lao Tzu, what have you done?" ”

With remorse, the filthy man took a deep breath and stood up, grabbed the pants that were not yet tattered in the bath bucket and put them on, looking at the blood stains spilling on the sheets: "You will be my woman from today onwards, I will take you out." ”

Cui'er's tears slipped silently, and she looked at the handsome face of the man who was filthy at the beginning and nodded slightly.

"Yo, take it away, my mother has raised it for five or six years and hasn't returned to its original capital, you say take it away." The woman opened the door suddenly, and her body trembled, where was there still a trace of a dirty man in front of her, and the person in front of her seemed to be a handsome young man, and her heart was beating.

"I, Ma Xiaojun, said to take it away." The man said coldly, his voice revealing murderous intentions, and Cui'er on the bed began to arrange her clothes to cover her naked body.

Ma Xiaojun came from the mid-fifties of the 21st century, the captain of the special forces brigade, and Long Zhongtian was a unit, and was a trainee of Long Zhongtian's last training.

However, there was another accident in the crossing, Ma Xiaojun crossed to Shanghai, and on the battlefield between the Japanese army and **, a bullet shattered the tracker and lost contact with the 21st century.

Accidentally, for Ma Xiaojun, it was blood mold that had fallen for eight lifetimes, and in anger he watched the Japanese soldiers who pounced pick up a rifle, and one by one shook the ** on the defensive position.