Immortal Tomb Demon Ditch Chapter 12 Captain He's Sustenance (Medium)
"What a fucking lie you bastard!" My grandfather blew his beard and stared at the fat man condescendingly and shouted.
The fat man opened his mouth wide and turned green with fright, and he was terrified. Don't talk about him, I was shocked by my grandfather's appearance, goosebumps bulged like a small grave, at that moment, I actually sympathized with Wang Fatzi, and wanted to go up to dissuade my grandfather from sparing him.
All of a sudden, the scene became silent, leaving only my grandfather's sharp eyes staring at Wang Fatzi, and the sparse gunshots of Zhao Jiatunzi.
About half a pillar of incense has passed, the sun in the east has risen high, gilding a layer of golden light light on my grandfather's face, my grandfather snorted coldly, pushed Wang Fatzi out, no longer looked at him, but stared at Zhao Jiatunzi, showing a puzzled expression.
The fat man knew that he was guilty, and his round toad eyes began to burst into tears, and he raised his hands to hit his already fat cheeks, crying and scolding: "Wang Dianlong, Wang Dianlong, your fucking sins are unforgivable, you, your good family has ruined you, and you are angry with your grandfather, and you are in the middle of the family." ”
He fell to his knees with a weak leg, crying heartbreakingly, tears flowing, "Now...... Now you are still involved in Grandpa Guo's house, and you don't carry the hornet's nest by yourself, what kind of good boy are you! You have killed so many people, do you still have the face to live? I might as well be dead! ”
His heart was crossed, he gritted his teeth, his cheeks bulged, and he knocked his head at my grandfather and me more than a dozen times, the dust on the ground and his tears were together, stained with the mud on his face, and said in a trembling voice: "Grandpa Guo!" Brother Guo! I'm a broom star, I'm not human...... I ......" Speaking of this, his state was a little reluctant, wiped his tears and continued: "It was I who killed my uncle and aunt, it was I who ruined the good life of the whole village, there is a debtor and a master, and my king Dianlong will be intolerable if he lives for a while!" ”
"I shouldn't lie, I shouldn't lie to you, fortunately, there is still a cheap life here today, I killed thirty devils before I died! Eliminate harm for the people! Justice! Serve the motherland! When he said this, he untied the black leather package on his body, which was the lama's divination tripod, and after putting it on the ground, he didn't look at me and my grandfather, lowered his head and led a horse, and rode it up with his legs around the horse's neck, picked up the spotted snake rope on his shoulder, and whipped the horse's buttocks.
"Drive!"
Shandan Ma screamed, his tail flicked, and the dust was blown away, and Wang Fatzi went straight to Zhaojiatunzi with a murderous aura.
To say that I don't hate Wang Fatzi is a lie against my will, but to say that he is a bad person, it is impossible, after all, this fat grandson is not like a nest like a white old dog, to desert the Japanese devils. A person, even if he is immoral and incompetent, even if he is treacherous and unfilial, even if he burns and kills and robs, but once the national crisis comes and the country is in difficulty and falls, he can still stand up to the top, shed his blood for the righteousness of the country, and die for the prosperity and strength of the country.
Although there is the grievance of the death of my parents, and the pain of the whole village, but at this moment, I seem to have forgiven Wang Fatzi at once, I don't know if my patriotism has any side effects, and I have forgotten my personal enmity.
My grandfather was also a little surprised to watch the fat man run away, shook his head and sighed: "Fortunately, this fat baby is not bad, otherwise it will ......"
I hurriedly stepped forward, took over the conversation and said: "Grandpa, we can put the silk grievances in the back and be more serious, you see this fat man risked his life to go to Zhaojiatunzi, and he was not allowed to see Lord Yama with a head and face under the rain of bullets." ”
My grandfather raised an eyebrow, "Yo ho, when are you going to speak for him?" Make a surprised face.
I scratched my head and defended: "Grandpa, where do you speak, how can I face that king and eight lambs, he has to die in my hands, now is the time for the motherland to employ people, for the time being, let him live a dog, give full play to his residual heat, and devote his strength to the revolution, to liberate the whole of China and the world." ”
My grandfather waved his hand at me in disgust, and scolded with a smile: "Come on, the little mouth is quite able to say, the revolution is not yet complete, if you really have this heart, you will go to fight the devil for my army and kick the Japanese back to your hometown." ”
"Hey!" I hurriedly answered excitedly.
It would be great to be able to join the army, the country needs young people like us, and the people need our young strength to devote our strength to building the motherland, which will make my life more valuable. I am not uncommon for high-ranking officials, I just want to do something practical and good for the villagers.
My grandfather saw that I was a good patriotic baby, of course, he was happy in his sorrow, looked at Zhao Jiatunzi and said: "I just heard the gunfire in Tunzi is wrong, otherwise how would I watch that Wang Xiaopang go to death, you listen, now the gunfire is over." ”
I listened to it, and wow! Sure enough, the gunfire in Zhaojiatunzi really stopped, and I was surprised: "Grandpa, what's wrong?" ”
My grandfather smiled and said, "The savior is coming, didn't you hear it?" The gunfire was intermittent and very cautious, and it is estimated that the saviors were afraid of hurting and scaring the people, so they were so polite, I am afraid that the Japanese devils would have already fled with death. ”
I listened to it and asked strangely, "Grandpa, who is such a good person?" ”
My grandfather breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Who else can there be, of course, the 'Eighth Route Army'." ”