Chapter 169: Zhang Fatzi (I)

"You...... Who are you? ā€

Looking at the two strangers who suddenly appeared outside the door, Zhang Fatzi was stunned, then immediately reacted, and hurriedly asked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

What is this place?

This is a heavily guarded military region for the Japanese army! How the hell did these two people get in?

"Lao Zhang, they'll be handed over to you!"

Qi Yunfei didn't even look at the shocked expressions of the two people in the room, and gently patted Zhang Zhongliang's shoulder standing on the side, and gestured.

"As long as you don't die, you can do whatever you want!"

After all, Qi Yunfei still needs to ask questions from them, but he can't let Zhang Zhongliang be killed all at once!

"Yes, Captain!"

Zhang Zhongliang, who had long been unable to suppress the anger in his heart and wanted to make a move, immediately took excited steps after receiving Qi Yunfei's instructions and walked towards the house, pinching his knuckles as he walked.

As a soldier, what Zhang Zhongliang hates most in his life are little devils and traitor lackeys!

The little devils invaded their land of China and killed their Chinese people, Zhang Zhongliang naturally hated them to the core.

And these traitors and lackeys, ** kidnapping, do all kinds of evil, not only collude with little devils, but also harm their people, their crimes should be punished!

The pock-faced man compared Zhang Zhongliang's tower-like body with his own thin body, a wisp of sweat slipped from his forehead, and his legs trembled unconsciously.

My good man, such a big guy, with his small body, I don't know if I can block the other party's punch!

Only, soon, he reacted from the shock.

Thinking of it, this is the land of the imperial army, and as soon as he thought of this, the pock-faced man seemed to have found a backer, and threatened Zhang Zhongliang loudly.

"You...... Don't mess around, this is the place of the Taijun, if you dare to touch me here, the Taijun will never let you go! ā€

However, after hearing this, Zhang Zhongliang only pursed the corners of his mouth contemptuously, and his footsteps did not stop at all.

Joke, dare to threaten him with a little devil?

Not to mention that the little devils in the entire barracks can't move anymore, even if they can still move, will he be afraid?

On the battlefield, did he kill fewer little devils with his own hands? How can you be afraid of the threat of a mere little devil dog's legs!

"Don't move!"

Compared with the pockmarked man, Zhang Fatzi seemed much calmer, looking at Zhang Zhongliang's murderous walking towards them, Zhang Fatzi did not hesitate, and quickly took out a square-shelled pistol from the holster hanging from his waist, pointed the muzzle at Zhang Zhongliang, and shouted.

"Do you know what this thing is? This is a pistol, you move it again and try it, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will make your head bloom! ā€

"Captain Zhang is mighty!"

Seeing the square-shelled pistol that the fat man took out, the pock-faced man seemed to have found the backbone of the heart all of a sudden, and his legs suddenly stopped trembling and shouted excitedly.

"Hahaha, aren't you crazy? still wants to move us, and doesn't look at who we are, and dare to touch us! ā€

After that, the pock-faced man walked up to Zhang Zhongliang triumphantly, put on a villainous expression, waved his fist, and was about to hit Zhang Zhongliang's face.

"Bang!"

As a result, his fist hadn't touched Zhang Zhongliang yet, and with a "bang", the pockmarked face spun in a circle on the spot.

The pock-faced man only felt that he had suddenly received a heavy blow to his face, and in an instant, everything around him began to spin around, and a few bloody teeth flew out of his mouth.

"You...... You ......"

Lying on the ground, the pock-faced man covered his red and swollen right cheek, raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Zhongliang in disbelief, and shouted inarticulately.

He never expected that the other party would dare to do something to him when there was a gun pointed at him!

"Bang!"

However, Zhang Zhongliang didn't wait for the pock-faced man to stand up again, and kicked the pock-faced man fiercely, and with a "bang", he kicked it upside down and flew out.

"Captain Zhang, shoot, shoot him, kill him......"

Hitting the wall hard, the pockmarked man struggled to get up from the ground, looked at Zhang Zhongliang who was walking towards him again in horror, and shouted in panic.

In fact, even if he didn't need to be reminded by the pockmarked man, Zhang Fatzi himself had already seen that something was wrong, and immediately wanted to deduct the firearm in his hand and shoot the strong man in front of him.

"Buzz ......"

It's just that the next moment, with a crisp buzzing sound, Zhang Fatzi felt that the front end of the square-shelled pistol in his hand was light.

"Bang dang!"

Immediately, under the horrified gaze of Zhang Fatzi and the pock-faced man, the front end of the square-shelled pistol in Zhang Fatzi's hand suddenly slipped down, and with a "clang", it fell gently to the ground, making a crisp symphony of gold and stone.

"Gollum ......"

Suddenly, looking at the square-shelled pistol in his hand with only a small half of the body left, Zhang Fatzi couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

I saw that at this moment, the square-shelled pistol in his hand, except for the butt he was holding, the front end of the entire pistol had been flattened, as if it had been cut by some sharp object in an instant.

"Plop ......"

Seeing such a strange scene, Zhang Fatzi's body was light, and with a "plop", the whole person sat down on the ground, and his mouth continued to make unbelievable muttering.

"It can't be, it's impossible, it's not true, it's not true, it's an illusion, it's a hallucination......"

"Ghost ...... There's a ghost......"

The pock-faced man was also pale with fright, and exclaimed.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang......"

However, Zhang Zhongliang didn't have the slightest concern, even in the face of the two people who had been frightened and lost the ability to resist, he showed no mercy at all, his fists and feet came out together, and he punched and kicked Zhang Fat Man and the pockmarked face man.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! Ah......h

Zhang Zhongliang's every punch and every kick was full of strength, punching to the flesh, making the two nosebleeds, teeth popping out, crying dad and calling mother, so miserable.

In fact, Zhang Zhongliang's move is already light!

If it weren't for Qi Yunfei saying that he would keep their lives, let alone a few punches, just Zhang Zhongliang's punch would be enough to solve their lives, how could they still have the strength to cry and call their mother here like now.

Ignoring the two dog-legged traitors who were being beaten, Qi Yunfei stepped into the house and went straight to the short-haired girl who was tied to the mattress.