Liu Cheng tightened his clothes and slowly paced back behind her. Feng Zhengzheng is this guy, he came out in pajamas and showed himself up, and he was occupied by himself at night, so he had to stay away from her in the future, otherwise it would be no good.

On the way back to the hotel, Liu Cheng dug a pit on the side of the road and buried the blood-stained fruit knives, and now Feng Zhengzheng was finally quiet, and he didn't make any more noise, or he might have been frozen. Liu Cheng put his coat on her and put it on when he went out, although the room was very warm, he was still very sensible, the northeast was not like the south.

The second half of the night was much quieter, and when the day was about to dawn, there were several more groups of puppet soldiers on the street, and perhaps the corpses in the alley were found, and the gendarmerie sent people to go through the motions again.

Lin Xiafan pushed the door in when the two were eating breakfast, causing the two of them to nervously raise the knives and forks in their hands, and they were about to throw them in the direction of Lin Xiafan, but fortunately, their eyes were good and they stopped their hands in time.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Lin Xiafan sat aside, and there were still the remnants of the supper that had not been cleaned up last night on the table.

"Not bad. Liu Cheng poured a cup of tea for Lin Xiafan.

Lin Xiafan glanced at Liu Cheng, and then at Feng Zhengzheng, the two of them had heavy dark circles under their eyes, but they were still in good spirits. Lin Xiafan changed his body from head to toe, and he also wore an extra pair of gloves in his hands, and if there was still this kind of hand work to do in the future, he would have to wear gloves to do it.

"Master, what did you do to them to make Bincheng chickens fly and dogs jump?" Feng Zhengzheng cut the apple into small pieces and gave it to Lin Xiafan.

"If you really want to hear it, I'll wait until you've finished your breakfast. ”

"You have to know now, we've all endured it all night, and we're almost suffocating. Feng Zhengzheng was dissatisfied and took back the apple that had been handed to Lin Xiafan.

Liu Cheng sat back at the table and bowed his head to eat: "It's just you, no one." ”

Sure enough, after a while, the hotel waiter delivered the newspaper of the day, with the headline "The assassination of Dr. Yamamoto Osa of the Military Police Headquarters and Dr. Yotsuya of the Island Imperial Hospital", accompanied by a black-and-white photo, which made the news even more terrifying. And in the newspaper, for the first time, Lin Xiafan's name appeared.

Lin Xiafan took the newspaper and flipped through it casually, read the serials on it, and then lit a cigarette with the newspaper. Newspapers published in the areas controlled by the island country rarely see the real thing, but there will be many forces on it to exchange information with their unique contact methods, so Lin Xiafan will read various newspapers every day, and by reading the small advertisements on them, he can also receive a lot of small news.

"In front of Jiro Yotsutani, I stabbed Yamamoto gently, a hundred and one knives in total, each of which missed the vital point, and then bleed on both wrists, cut open Yamamoto's chest when he was half awake and half dizzy, picked up his beating heart, and let Jiro Yotsutani judge his health. I told Yotsuya that I would let him die a happy death as long as he answered correctly, but no matter what Yotsuya answered, I would not let him answer correctly. After killing Yamamoto, he used a kitchen knife to slice the meat on Yotsuya's leg one by one, so that he could watch his bones slowly appear, and then anesthetize him to prevent him from fainting. I forgot to tell you that I put a knife on Yamamoto's beating heart, fed the meat slices to Yotsuya with warm blood, and watched him vomit in the dark. ”

Lin Xiafan looked at the newspaper and spoke slowly, as if telling a bedtime horror story, and occasionally picked up milk and took a sip.

Feng Zhengzheng ate with relish at the beginning, and felt relieved when she heard Lin Xiafan deal with Yamamoto, but when she heard the back, she couldn't stand it, feeling that her stomach was turning upside down, her throat seemed to be crawling with thousands of small insects, and her mouth seemed to be chewing wax. Feng Zhengzheng looked at Liu Cheng, and Liu Cheng calmly poured tea for Lin Xiafan. Feng Zhengzheng couldn't bear it anymore, rushed into the bathroom and vomited, and vomited bitter water when he had nothing to vomit.

Liu Cheng glanced at Lin Xiafan, picked up the warm boiled water on the table, and gently patted her back while handing the water to her.

"Pack up, we still have to put the finishing touches on it. Lin Xiafan's voice lazily came into their ears, and it was very bad.

Last night, he had already asked Bingyu to make preparations, Bingyu stole a lot of explosives from the gendarmerie and the station warehouse, and it was impossible to blow up the living research center, there were a lot of chemicals in it, and if it leaked out, the entire Northeast would become a hell on earth. But to bomb the railway and bomb the airport, this is also a very good choice.

Feng Zhengzheng took the empty stomach and got into the car to the living research center, which was blatantly built in the center of Bincheng, in front of which was an army hospital, which was converted into a field hospital after being occupied by the island nation. Lin Xiafan drove the car directly to the gate of the hospital, and the big car door, Bing Yu was already waiting there, directing those people who Liu Cheng and Feng Zhengzheng had never seen to move the chemicals in the basement out, Feng Zhengzheng rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush in, Liu Cheng stopped her.

"If you don't want to see the scene described by your master in the morning, just stay here and don't move!"

"Do you look down on me!" Feng Zhengzheng was a little angry, what happened in the morning made her very unhappy, and now she wants to save her dignity in front of Lin Xiafan, but Liu Cheng doesn't understand his mind at all, damn!

Lin Xiafan stopped walking inside, looked sideways at Feng Zhengzheng's face that was blown red by the wind, called Bingyu to him, and asked him to take Feng Zhengzheng to the airport, where the explosives were almost buried, and asked her to go over and light the fire to make her happy.

Feng Zhengzheng hesitated for a moment and looked at Lin Xiafan unhappily, but the other party ignored her and arranged for Liu Cheng to go to the railway. With those previous experiences, the two of them were very good at handling those things, and on the way to the airport, Bing Yu helped Feng Zhengzheng prepare some snacks and let her pad her stomach.

Lin Xiafan looked at the people in the laboratory who were dead or dying, and suddenly felt that death was not so terrible, what was terrible was that they wanted to die but couldn't. In addition to the Chinese, there are some small animals in the laboratory, and there is a tiger in one of the rooms. The tiger was not yet harmed, pacing back and forth in the small room, glaring angrily at Lin Xia Fan, as if to tear him apart.

Lin Xiafan gently stroked the tiger's head through the air, and after a while, the tiger quieted down, and when Lin Xiafan opened the door, he obediently rubbed against his legs, and stretched out his tongue to lick his hand.

When Feng Zhengzheng and the others came back, Lin Xiafan asked the tiger to coax her well, and then let them put it back in the mountain.

"Look at how well-behaved it is, how majestic it is to stay by your side!" Feng Zhengzheng was a little reluctant, holding the tiger's head and not letting go.

"This is for you to come. Lin Xiafan touched the tiger's ears, obviously very happy, but his brows were furrowed.

Feng Zhengzheng pouted, and he also replied the same way when he blew up the mine last time.

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