"Click......

After only walking for two or three minutes, the sound of horses' hooves behind him sounded again like a talisman.

Turning his head, Ding Yang saw the foreign devil's horse team again. The red shirt and white pants, everyone's faces were full of satisfaction.

On the left and right sides of the horse team, there were piles of corpses, as well as a kneeling crowd.

There are many people who are not dead yet, and their bodies are still pumping.

The originally clean stone pavement was covered with blood. With the flying of the horse's hooves, it splashed the faces of the people around him.

However, they didn't even dare to wipe it, they just knelt there and kept kowtowing.

"Ding Yang, I'll fuck your uncle!"

slapped himself again, and as soon as Ding Yang turned around, he entered the small alley and ran away again.

"Bang!"

Behind him, gunshots rang out.

A bullet grazed his body and hit the wall next to him, sending up a cloud of smoke.

"Silly Bi!"

As soon as he turned around, Ding Yangbi drew a middle finger. In the eyes, the burning is clearly a raging flame.

He was really afraid, afraid that he would die here without knowing whether he would die in vain.

However, he hates and hates these foreign devils even more, and does not treat Chinese people as people. I hated myself for being cowardly and cowardly, and I was so scared just now that I almost peed my pants.

"Now that the team is combined, I can't have a chance. Then there was only a matter of waiting, until they dispersed, until it was dark. When they go to other people's houses and loot, then that's when I finish my mission! ”

He was running away, and he was constantly thinking about the possibility of completing his mission.

As the system has just said, it is impossible for him to return to the Overworld unless he completes the task.

Since God doesn't give him a chance to choose, then he can only fight for his life. Even if you die, you have to stand and bite those foreign devils. Instead of kneeling on the ground, let them stab themselves in the chest with bayonets and be beheaded like chickens.

I ran so hard that my lungs almost exploded.

It was only then that he finally stopped.

At this time, he didn't know how far he had run, and he could no longer hear the gunshots and screams.

Looking in front of me again, the street was so messy that there was not even half a human figure. There are even many stalls without stall owners, and the things on the stalls are haphazardly arranged.

Obviously, the news of those foreign devils killing people in the distance. has spread to his current position like a virus, and the effect is comparable to that of a clean street tiger.

"Hahaha!"

Ding Yang laughed loudly, laughing like a wolf.

Laughing and laughing, tears actually flowed out, and then, it turned into crying.

If you don't come to this world, you don't know the cowardice of people.

He mourned that the people of China were indisputable, and that my splendid country was injured. But how could he not hate himself for being cowardly!

It took him a long time to stop his grief.

I found a baked cake stall at random and grabbed a baked cake. Regardless of the dust on it, he hissed hard and swallowed it in large gulps. Let the rough bread irritate his mouth and esophagus.

It was as if this was the only way to vent the pain in his heart.

After a few burnt cakes, he regained some strength. Scanning the surroundings, he finally saw a short axe and reached out to pick it up.

It's a bit blunt, but it's pretty good. cut a few times on the robe he was wearing, tore hard, scattered the front and back hems, and looked up at the sky. Seeing that the sun was about to go west, he strode forward again.

Gradually, the number of people began to increase.

Groups of three or five, frightened, whispering, everyone was looking in the direction where Ding Yang came.

Of course, they were not looking at Ding Yang, but looking at the direction in which foreign devils entered the city.

At this time, Ding Yang no longer cared about what they were thinking, he just wanted to wait until it was dark. I want to vent, to vent the anger in my heart.

Walking aimlessly, until the sun is in the west, until the night comes.

Ding Yang finally raised his head, his face showing a trace of hideousness and anger.

"Poof!"

He let out a long breath, reached out and rubbed it on his face a few more times, and squeezed the handle of the short axe stuck in his back hard.

Turning his head, he walked in the direction he had just fled.

His steps were enormous, his expression was like a rock, and he was extremely determined, without the slightest hesitation.

It had only been about half an hour before he saw some fire. It's not the kind of fire, it's dotted with stars. It was the light of the fire that started when the nearby houses were set on fire.

At the same time, the sound of howls and pleadings reached his ears.

“STOP！”

He had only walked a few dozen meters forward when a stern voice suddenly reached his ears. As soon as I looked up, I saw a group of foreign devils standing there in the distance, each with a gun in their hands, and their dark blue eyes flashed with a cruel light.

"HELLO! I M friend!”

On the way, Ding Yang had already thought of a countermeasure and took a deep breath. Screamed desperately.

“HERE！”

Ding Yang's sudden appearance of English made this group of foreign devils a little strange. Still, their eyes were much calmer, and it seemed to them that those who could speak English should be their friends, and that they should be the work of Christian missionaries.

What if it's not a friend, the other party is just one person, and there are more than a dozen people on his side?

One of the leaders also waved his arm and motioned for Ding Yang to come over.

“THANKYOU！”

Walking slowly, Ding Yang looked like a translator in an Anti-Japanese War movie, nodding his head and waist, his face full of flattery!

Xu is Ding Yang's flattery made these foreign devils lose their vigilance. Or it was the smooth passage after entering the city, which made them completely disdainful of the Qing people. When Ding Yang walked this way, this group of foreign devils put down the guns in their hands.

“I M friend！”

Ding Yang's English level is not high, at least not to the level of direct dialogue with foreigners. Along the way, he nodded his head and kept repeating what he had just said.

“HERE！”

Seeing Ding Yang walk in front of him, a foreign devil waved his hand again with disdain.

Gradually, Ding Yang got closer to them.

“STOP！”

Suddenly, a foreign devil noticed Ding Yang's determined eyes and felt the strong murderous intent in him. With a loud shout, he raised his gun.

"Fuck your uncle!"

With a roar, Ding Yang pulled out a short axe from behind, like a violent lion about to prey, and pounced fiercely.

The short axe in his hand was hung with the sound of the wind, and he slashed towards the nearest foreign devil.

"Ahh

Where did this foreign devil think that Ding Yang would burst out, and he only had time to raise his hand and gun to resist.

However, there was no waiting for his hand to be raised.

The short axe in Ding Yang's hand had already slashed hard at the door in front of him.

There was a scream, blood splattered, and the entire axe was almost split in.

The blood that spilled even sprayed onto Ding Yang's face, which was fishy, smelly and hot.

With an axe, Ding Yang didn't even have time to pull out the axe, he just turned his head and ran.

"Zigzag, zigzag!"

After turning his head, he kept reminding himself and forcing himself to run in a zigzag pattern, so as not to be hit by a foreign gun.

"Bang ......"

The gunshots rang out continuously, sweeping over Ding Yang's body. One of the bullets, grazing his arm, was hot and painful.

However, Ding Yang didn't seem to feel it, ran wildly, found a small alley in the middle, and desperately turned into it. Then, there was another rush of madness.

"Hahaha!"

ran for five or six minutes in one go, and it was only when Ding Yang ran out of strength that he finally stopped and laughed out loud.