When the puppet Manchurian collapsed, many people had a nervous breakdown and chose to commit suicide, and this is what I saw.

Strangely, men call women Ziqing, and listening to this name, women should be Chinese.

Not only that, women call men Lao Zhang, this title shows that men are likely to be Chinese.

There is also the little girl in the woman's arms, her name is Tingting, which is also a very Chinese name.

In other words, this family of three is likely to be Chinese.

But looking at their dress, they are all dressed in Japanese.

"Traitor!"

Those two words popped up in my head.

"Daddy!"

At this moment, the little girl in the woman's arms raised her head and screamed timidly.

The man's knife shuddered, and there was no further movement.

"Lao Zhang. You won't let me go, but the child must let go, right? Children are innocent, they won't do anything to children! As if grasping at a straw, the woman pleaded again.

I already understood what was going on, I didn't want to see this at all, I wanted to take this opportunity to leave with Wang Hai. Unexpectedly, the calf did not move at all, and his eyes were staring at the little girl in the woman's arms.

Wang Hai didn't move, and neither did me and the fat man.

"The two of us are dead, can Tingting get well?"

The man's body trembled slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice: "In the name of the descendant of the traitor, Tingting will only suffer." Rather than that, it is better to die with us! ”

"It's better to die than to live, as long as you live, there is hope!" The woman yelled as she hugged the child.

"There is hope in life?"

The man let out a nervous smile and said, "What did I do, you know very well, after returning from studying in Japan, in order to make myself look like a Japanese and to integrate into the Japanese, I gave myself a Japanese name, and treated my compatriots, even more cruel than the Japanese!" ”

"How much blood I have on my hands, you know very well, I can't escape!"

"I'm guilty, you're guilty, you rely on my relationship to be a blessing, and there are many people who die at your hands, do you think, those compatriots, can they let you go?"

"And Tingting, Tingting is not innocent, you should know this very well!"

The man's hoarse voice kept ringing, revealing a sense of despair.

"No, no, Tingting is still young, she will be fine!" The woman shook her head again and again, and held the little girl in her arms.

What she didn't notice was that the girl's face was showing an abnormal flush due to the excessive force.

"Small?"

The man snorted lightly, let out a snort that seemed to be sarcastic, and seemed to be desperate, and said, "What did Tingting do, you should know very well, how did she treat those children of the same age?" Just because it was fun, she made people stripped naked and stood in the ice and snow, and also asked people to water, saying that they wanted to see the real iceman! What did you do at the time, you said that it is nothing to die a few Chinese untouchables, as long as Tingting is happy! ”

"This kind of thing, you and Tingting have done it more than once, we are a family of three, and the things we do are more murderous than the Japanese, you know this! How do they call Tingting behind their backs, you also know that they are called Tingting Little Devil! ”

The man smiled miserably and said, "Ziqing, accept your fate." We can't escape! ”

Hearing this, the fat man and I glanced at each other a little blankly, what kind of people this family of three is, we already know very well.

It is not an exaggeration to call them demons without humanity.

The second devil is often more ferocious than the real devil, because they have to prove their loyalty to their master.

What is used as proof is the life of their fellow citizens.

The more they kill, the more ferocious they become, and the more they can prove their hearts.

What I didn't expect was that the little girl, who was only seven or eight years old, would be so cruel.

A ferocious, indescribable, brute, is a more appropriate word.

Men know better than women that if they really live to the day when they are put on trial, their family of three will live worse than death.

Death, on the contrary, is a relief.

"No, my Tingting won't die!" The woman couldn't listen at all at this time, she wrapped her arms around the child, kept shaking her head, and rubbed back little by little.

I saw it very clearly, not so much that she didn't want her daughter to die. It's better that she herself doesn't want to die.

What the woman didn't notice was that the daughter in her arms was flushed and was about to run out of breath.

"You go first, and I'll come later!"

The man stared at the woman for a moment, then suddenly stepped forward, his blade stabbing forward with a flickering cold light. Strung the woman and the child together.

The next moment, the man drew his knife, blood gushed out, and the woman's lips squirmed for a moment, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say a word. I closed my eyes.

After killing the mother and daughter, the man slowly exhaled a breath, raised the knife and slashed it on his neck, and with a pop, blood splattered out. The man's body turned around with this force, and he knelt on the ground, popped, and knelt in front of us.

His head was facing us, blood gushing outward, and a strong smell of blood rushed out.

Something weird. The man's head was not lowered, but slightly raised, and a pair of cold eyes fixed on us.

"Edict!"

Without even thinking about it, a talisman was thrown out, and at the same time the black skin was clenched.

"Edict!"

The fat man flung out a talisman with me.

The two talismans rushed into the interrogation room, not yet in front of the man. There was a pop, and it was fleeting, without stirring up any waves.

"Run!"

I didn't even think about it, and pushed the fat man.

The fat man didn't hesitate, dragged Wang Hai and ran in the direction of the door.

I grabbed a handful of talismans and threw them out again. More than ten talismans erupted at the same time, blooming in mid-air, and still did not stir up many waves.

In the interrogation room, a grim smile curled up at the corner of the man's mouth, and his body slammed forward, passing through the runic fires. A bright sword light bloomed in front of me.

"Grass!"

I didn't even think about it, and subconsciously raised the black skin horizontally and stopped it on my chest.

A huge force came from the black skin, and the yin qi in the sky was scattered, and I staggered back.

After a moment's delay, the fat man dragged Wang Hai and rushed out.

I understand now. Why would someone warn us on an iron table and not let us enter the inner prison?

There's a ghost imprisoned here, a ghost who's been in it for seventy years.

This man killed his wife and daughter with a knife, and then committed suicide, which belonged to a horizontal death, and when he died, he held a grudge in his heart, which did not disperse for a long time, and then became a ghost.

In particular, he has been detained in the interrogation room for more than 70 years, and his resentment has been growing stronger and stronger. It's almost like substance.

For example, the knife in his hand, which was completely composed of resentment, was able to transform into shape, and was able to fight with the black skin without falling behind, which was completely unimaginable before.

The point is. That interrogation room was not normal.

During the Japanese pseudo-period, no one knew how many people died in the interrogation room and how much resentment was piled up.

Now, these grievances have been absorbed by this man, how strong he really is. I don't know, but one thing I know is that I can't do him.

In addition to him, the inner prison also has an interrogation room, and in that interrogation room, there is also a smell of blood. As you can imagine, there are probably people who commit suicide there.

The second imaginary attack didn't come, and the man gave me a cold smile and a sideways step, slashing down, and the lock in the other interrogation room fell, and the deadbolt creaked.

"Run!"

I didn't even think about it, since this man didn't kill me in the first place, then run away!

As soon as he ran out of the inner prison, there was an angry rattling sound behind him, and it was obvious that the man had entered another interrogation room and had a conflict with the ghosts that existed inside.

Judging from that sentence of Yaga, it was a real Japanese who died in another interrogation room.

Almost instantly, I figured out what the man was going to do, he was going to swallow the soul of the Japanese man and strengthen himself again.

When I didn't swallow the soul of a Japanese person. This man is already very strong, and once he swallows that Japanese, it is impossible to imagine what he will become.

It occurred to me that we had made a big mistake this time, once this man ran out of the bomb shelter. Out there, no one knows what he's going to do.

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