"Eat the fish!" he said.

Brown bamboo chopsticks are placed in the chopstick holder in one corner of the table, and two large stoneware bowls are placed in the other corner. As he picked up his chopsticks and reached for the pot, I caught a glimpse of three figures peering out at the same time under the curtain at the kitchen door.

"There is a problem with the fish. "That's my first judgment.

"Do you want to remind the other person? Don't the other party understand that there is a problem with the fish? Or is there another deep meaning for the other person to deliberately move the chopsticks knowing that the fish is wrong? How should I ......deal with myself?" and so many questions came to my mind, but I still touched the chopsticks quietly, and like him, stretched out to the clay pot.

As soon as the tip of the man's chopsticks touched the head of the fish, his whole body shook violently, and the chopsticks immediately fell out of his hand and fell into the clay basin. Immediately, his body remained motionless, and the expression on his face froze.

"What?" I asked.

At first, I thought he was deliberately pretending to be poisoned to lure the enemy into the bait. However, after more than ten seconds, he still maintained the same posture, motionless.

"I'll give it a try, in the end—" I said as my chopsticks reached into the pot.

Suddenly a huge burst of electricity came from the chopsticks, like a frozen wasteland, and I was frozen.

I did have an electric shock in an instant, and my right hand and right arm, which were holding the chopsticks, were all paralyzed, and this paralysis quickly spread throughout my body.

"It's poison!" I see.

Suddenly, the curtain of the kitchen door was lifted, and the young man just now flashed out with two people, fanning towards us.

"Is the fish delicious?" asked the young man with a grin.

"Don't talk nonsense, slaughter them. A tall, thin man said.

"He is a person from the Plum Blossom Mansion, I have met him a few times, the official rank is not low, and the Japanese soldiers are respectful when they see him. "The third man was short, with a slight limp on his left foot and a hoarse voice.

"Where's this guy?" the young man asked, pointing at me.

"At first glance, it's Chinese, traitor!" said the cripple.

"Then do it all together!" said the young man.

My body couldn't move, but my ears and eyes could hear and see clearly, and I understood what the other person was trying to do. Unfortunately, my lips and tongue could not move and I could not speak. What's more, even if I can speak, what I say may not be able to impress them.

The thin man and the cripple lifted the man first and carried him into the Westroom.

Westinghouse is a kitchen, and there is only one possibility to carry people in, that is, like Sun Erniang in "Water Margin", chopping human flesh into stuffed buns.

Fate really likes to play tricks on people, sending me here, and in an instant sheep is in the mouth of the tiger, there is no room for struggle and resistance, but to sit and wait for death.

"No matter what you do, being a traitor on the border of Jinan is a dead end. The young man was still grinning, leaning over and staring at my face, "This sweat pill is called 'seeing the wind falls', or 'one pat and two glare', and you have to lie down if you dip a little bit." Now, I don't bother to listen to you anyway, count you unlucky!"

I looked at him, but I couldn't move my eyes or eyelids, and I couldn't make any expressions.

"That's really bad!" I sighed silently.

Suddenly, a light puff of smoke drifted in through the doorway and stopped behind the young man.

The young man was laughing quietly, and all of a sudden, the laughter changed its taste, and then his body was split from the center of his eyebrows, the tip of his nose, the philtrum, the Adam's apple, his heart, and his crotch, and he was neatly divided into two halves, and fell to the left and right.

The light smoke flickered again, and I heard a clear "click", as if it was a sharp knife into the sheath.

It floated into the kitchen, and soon floated out again, rushing into the North House.

The smell of blood in the air grew stronger, and when the light smoke returned to me, it gradually dissipated, revealing a young ninja in a smoky gray bodysuit.

It was a slender and stunning woman, with a face that seemed to have been trimmed by modern beauty techniques, with a face shaped like melon seeds, and skin as white as jade, flawless and natural. What is particularly striking is her eyes, which are extremely black and bright, and they are full of anticipation.

Her appearance reminds me of the ninja characters played by some famous actresses in modern movies, and it is eye-catching and breathtaking.

"The crows under the command of the Mt. Fuji sinkhole fog hidden thunder are polite, and the distinguished guests are frightened, and my sin is also. She said in Chinese, and her voice was like a birdsong in a deep valley, which was very pleasant.

I couldn't speak, just stared straight at her and waited for the sweat potion to wear off.

Raven leaned close to my face and stared into my eyes.

My face was reflected in her eyes, and I looked very tired.

"I saw the eyes of my guests, as if I had seen the future. She whispered again.

Under her gaze, I felt my heart beating faster, as if all the secrets in my heart had been glimpsed into by her.

"The city is full of secrets and confusing. She added.

Gradually, my lips and tongue returned to normal and I was able to move gently.

The man appeared at the kitchen door, staggered out, and as soon as he stood still, he roared at the female ninja.

He spoke in Japanese, and he could tell that he was very angry, and almost every word was a question, as if he was angry with the female ninja.

The female ninja turned and bowed down to the man.

I stood up, moved my hands and feet, and walked through the door of life and death as if I had just experienced a nightmare.

At present, the city of Jinan is full of assassinations and snipers, and various anti-Japanese forces are constantly fighting with the occupying army. The city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond, and people died at any time.

"Let's go. The man came up to me and motioned to me.

"Is there anything alive?" I asked.

The man shook his head and replied in annoyance, "Where the crows pass, not a single grass grows, let alone a human?"

"I only carry out the orders of my master. The female ninja said.

"This is in China! This is in China! This is in China!" the man roared three times.

Although they were Japanese, they switched to Chinese to make me understand.

"The master said that the more killing, the clearer the thinking. There shouldn't be so many people in this world at all, a reduction of ninety percent is just right. She said.

"Crow, don't open your mouth and shut up Master, the situation in China is changing every day, the morning sun on Mount Fuji can't shine here, you have to learn to have your own thoughts. The man said.

Raven shook his head: "I only obey the orders of my master. ”

When she said this, she suddenly turned to look at me, and there was a hint of doubt in her eyes.

I couldn't help but feel a stir in my heart: "What does this gesture mean by her? Could it be that every time she mentions her master, she thinks that I have something to do with that master?"

The man sneered loudly: "Hehe, Mt. Fuji Tiankeng is a good place, but the fog hidden thunder has taught the apprentices badly-"

Suddenly, the female ninja named "Crow" turned into light smoke and flew in front of the man, holding a two-foot-long short knife across the man's Adam's apple.

"The majesty of the master shall not be treated with contempt by anyone, not even if you are a royal envoy. She said.

I was taken aback, stared at the man, and watched quietly.

During World War II, the Japanese Imperial Family did send "special envoys" to various battlefields, which were close officials with special missions, in order to monitor the military's movements and report directly to him.

This kind of imperial envoy is equivalent to the emperor's minister, and his status is secretive, and he has the right to kill the middle rank and then the military officer below.

Looking at the history of World War II, we know that Japan's final defeat was also related to the group of "special envoys", because their appearance caused the imperial family and the military to separate from Germany, and irreconcilable class contradictions appeared in the front and rear, which reduced the combat effectiveness of the Japanese military in disguise.

"Duh, shut up!" the man was furious, but the blade was in his throat and he couldn't move.

I walked into the North Room, and there were eight corpses lying on the ground, all of them killed by sharp blades. All the dead had daggers in their right hands, but under the circumstances, it was likely that as soon as they realized the crisis, the crow's blade arrived, and there was no time to make a move to resist.

"The man on the roof...... And one more!" I remembered, but then I found him among the three people who were lying upside down by the door.

The crow's movements were too fast, he landed on the ground to call the police, and was killed together, and there was no possibility of escaping at all.

The Kigi Hidden Clan is one of the largest ninjas in Japan, with a long history and outstanding achievements, which cannot be ignored.

At this moment, I don't know which side to be on. It was my compatriots who were killed, but they had tried to kill me a few minutes ago and make it into a human bun, and the female ninja crow was the enemy, but she saved me from being poisoned.

The man on the ground struggled and squirmed, and it turned out that after he fell from the roof, his right arm was crossed in front of his chest, and the dagger was hidden behind his wrist, so that the crow's blade cut off his right arm and did not pass through his body, leaving him with his last breath.

"Dead ...... Dead ......," he cried out in a low voice, like a gossamer.

I leaned down and listened carefully to what he was saying.

"Dead bodies...... Fill in the ...... The dead can't be filled...... Full...... Big...... Da Ming ......" He said these words intermittently.

I frowned, guessing that the full meaning of that sentence was "the dead body is not filling Daming Lake".

"Go...... Go tell ...... Tell Xia ...... Tell Mr. Xia...... The dead bodies are not enough to fill Daming Lake, and the number of Japanese soldiers is not exhausted...... Go, don't attack and defend...... Withdraw...... Withdraw...... Exit the ...... Stay alive...... Luokou ...... Luokou pontoon bridge Xijiuli pai ...... "He held on for so long with one breath, and in the end, his breath dried up, and in his mouth and nose, there was only breath out, no air intake."

"What is Mr. Xia's full name?" is the question I most want to figure out.

"Nine miles...... Widowed...... The village ......" he said the last four words, and then his whole body trembled, and he left to go west.

He said some very useful information, barely concatenated, roughly meaning-"Go to the west of Luokou, a place called Jiuli or Jiuli Widow's Village, find Mr. Xia, and tell him that the Japanese are not exhausted, and he must not attack and retreat temporarily." ”

The Japanese bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki in 1945 were recognized as a turning point in history. It is true that at that time, the military still had the strength to fight hard, and it was no problem to drag out the war for two or three years, after all, the supply and ammunition of the garrisons in various parts of Asia were not a problem, and the combat effectiveness was not until the oil was exhausted.

Looking back on the history of Japan's surrender, military scientists and historians around the world are a little incredible, and even including the big figures of various countries, did not expect that the Japanese imperial family would collapse and surrender so quickly and reap the unexpected surprise of the war.

The term "qi number" is very general and is a name reserved for thaumaturgists. It can be seen that the person in front of him is also one of the thaumaturgists. Before the battle began, he stood high on the roof of the house, observing the surrounding situation, and played the role of "Qimen Formation Fighting". To be sure, he was an "observer" of the battle, able to foresee the crisis in advance, and would have saved his life if he retreated quickly. However, he chose the most unwise path of "landing", intending to warn his companions and advance and retreat with them.

He died of "sacrificing his life for righteousness" and deserves the respect of my generation.

"I'll avenge you. I whispered.

I am ashamed of my confusion and short-sightedness just now - these Jinan people are anti-Japanese heroes, because they don't understand my identity, even if they are "manslaughtered", it will not affect their greatness. If I had confused the relationship between China and Japan because of this misunderstanding, then the past 20 years or so would have been in vain.

After exiting the North House, the Raven and the man were still in a stalemate.

I didn't go to Westinghouse, the situation should be the same as Northinghouse, and the two chefs couldn't escape the fate of the blades.

Obviously, in this era, the Japanese ninjas regarded the Chinese as grass, pigs and dogs, and could take the lives of their nationals at will anytime and anywhere without taking any responsibility.

At this moment, my heart was dripping blood, and the dagger hidden behind my right wrist was like a red-hot soldering iron, scorching my skin.

I can't bear it, I don't need to endure it anymore. Since ninjas can brutally torture and kill their countrymen, then I should have paid tribute to them a long time ago.

Kindness can't move demons, only this dagger can surpass the filthy soul of the Japanese ninja.

I walked slowly, and the crow and the man were both facing me, unconcerned about my presence.

"I am the Emperor's envoy, and my status is more noble than that of the Fog Hidden Thunder. Think about it, should you do what I tell you to?" the man growled.

"In my eyes, the master is the only noble, and the rest is dust. Raven said.

I approached, and with a single stab, I pierced her thin body, down from her left shoulder and out of her left chest.

It is the vital part of the human body, and it is cut through and has no life.

"That's the only way to settle the argument, isn't it?" I said blandly.