Chapter 171: If the Legs Were Still Your Own

"So, do you know, where is Hongxi Village?"

Suddenly, after asking Zhang Fat Man a few answers to the things he wanted to know, Qi Yunfei suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with the question just now. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This ......"

Suddenly, Zhang Fatzi paused.

It's not that he doesn't want to answer Qi Yunfei's question right away, but he really doesn't know what kind of place this Hongxi Village is in Qi Yunfei's mouth! How is he going to tell Qi Yunfei, where is that Hongxi Village!

"Ahh Yikes! Yikes! Boom......"

On the side, Zhang Zhongliang moved his finger bones, and walked towards Zhang Fatzi on the ground.

"Uncle, this little one really doesn't know anything! Really, the little one swears to God, the little one really doesn't know where that Hongxi Village is......"

Zhang Fatzi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and when he saw Zhang Zhongliang walking towards him, Zhang Fatzi was frightened, and hurriedly "plopped", fell to the ground on his knees, and desperately kowtowed and begged for mercy.

However, Zhang Zhongliang doesn't care if he really doesn't know, anyway, he just wants to do it!

"Click......"

Zhang Zhongliang came to the fat man's side, pressed the fat man's body with one hand, and lifted one of the fat man's arms with the other hand, and with a crisp "click", the fat man's arm made a ninety-degree turn.

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

Suddenly, the severe pain caused by the broken bones instantly spread throughout Zhang Fatzi's body, making Zhang Fatzi let out a series of screams like killing pigs, which resounded throughout the entire military camp.

It's just that no matter how loud Zhang Fatzi screamed, no Japanese soldier heard the sound and came to check.

The entire barracks was still quiet, like a dead city, except that the terrible screams of Zhang Fatzi still echoed throughout the barracks.

"You ......"

Ignoring the fat man Zhang who was still screaming, Qi Yunfei looked at the pockmarked man who had been lying on the ground and pretending to be dead since just now,

"Do you know where Hongxi Village is?"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice came into the ears of the pock-faced man.

Hearing this, the pockmarked-faced man who had planned to continue pretending to be dead shivered all over his body, and he didn't dare to continue to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, so he quickly opened his eyes, got up from the ground, and said to Qi Yunfei with a flattering face.

"This uncle, this little one knows, I know this place in Hongxi Village, which is on a hill more than ten miles west of Guilin City."

The tragic situation of Zhang Fatzi has made the pock-faced man deeply realize that the two people in front of him are two murderous gods who kill people without blinking, and if one of them is not careful, he will definitely end up with that fat man.

Therefore, the pock-faced man didn't dare to have the slightest reservation at all, and revealed all the information he knew to Qi Yunfei.

"Very good, thank you for your cooperation!"

After getting the information he wanted, Qi Yunfei showed a faint smile on his face and said.

"I'm done with my questions!"

"That...... Can the little one go? ”

Hearing this, the pock-faced man swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but ask tentatively.

"Of course, the legs are on your own!"

Qi Yunfei shrugged his shoulders and said with an indifferent expression.

After getting what he wanted, Qi Yunfei had lost interest in both Zhang Fatzi and the pockmarked man.

"Thank you, uncle, thank you uncle for not killing, the little one must change his life in the future and be a new ......"

In an instant, the pock-faced man was overjoyed, and after a thousand thanks, he ran out of the house and ran out of the house quickly.

"Commander, did you really let that dog traitor go like this?"

At this time, Zhang Zhongliang had already taken action to solve the fat man Zhang and twisted his neck to a weird arc, anyway, Qi Yunfei himself said that he had already finished asking, that is to say, this fat man Zhang was useless!

It's just that Zhang Zhongliang is very strange, why didn't his regiment commander kill another traitor, but let him escape.

As the saying goes, dogs can't change their eating!

He didn't believe that the dog traitor would really be as he said, and he would change his life and become a new man.

It is estimated that as long as he is allowed to escape outside, he will immediately go to report to those little devils, and at that time, their whereabouts will be exposed!

"Did I say that?"

However, Qi Yunfei turned his head, narrowed his eyes, and showed a sympathetic smile to Zhang Zhongliang, and said with a smile.

"I'm just saying that the legs are on his own body!"

As he spoke, Qi Yunfei's face showed a cruel smile that made Zhang Zhongliang tremble a little.

"Well, what if this leg doesn't grow on himself!"

"Ah......h

Suddenly, as soon as Qi Yunfei's words fell, the frightened screams of the pock-faced man came from outside the house.

Outside the house, the pock-faced man who thought he would be safe as long as he escaped from the house just wanted to run to the barracks, intending to ventilate the Japanese soldiers patrolling there.

As a result, not long after he walked out of the house, he suddenly felt that his body seemed to lean forward, and in an instant, his whole body "plopped" and fell to the ground.

As he struggled to get up from the ground again, he was surprised to find that his legs seemed to be completely unconscious, and he couldn't stand up.

At the same time, he also found that his body began to become colder and colder, and his body temperature was losing rapidly.

And as he was about to turn his head and check his legs, his eyes couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the door of the house he had just walked out of behind him.

I saw that in front of the door of the house, two familiar thighs were imprinted in his eyes.

The two looked like human thighs, like two wooden stakes, still maintaining a running posture, standing straight and straight, motionless.

Those two thighs were so familiar, they were almost the same as his own.

No, wait, it really seems like it's his own legs!

"Ah......h

Suddenly, a terrible scream came out of the mouth of the pock-faced man.

He finally found that the two thighs under him had disappeared at some point, and in their place were a large amount of blood, like a trickle, constantly pouring out of the flat fractures of his legs, staining the ground beneath him red.

When Qi Yunfei and Zhang Zhongliang walked out of the house, the pockmarked man had already fallen in a pool of blood, his whole body was spasmed, and he died in fear, struggle, and pain for a long time.