It is not so much that Dazhi is leading a wave of devils to run wild on the street, but that he is being chased by a wave of devils and is struggling to escape.

The sound of crackling gunfire rang out behind Dazhi, and bullets whizzed past him from time to time.

Passers-by cowered in horror on both sides of the street, all shivering.

The small vendors who set up stalls on the side of the road watched Dazhi and the devils behind him running over, panicked, and before they could think about what to do, something unfortunate had already happened, either the stall was knocked over, or the thing was knocked off.

"Yaga, hurry up and catch him......" The Japanese officer kept waving his katana and roared wildly.

"Stop......" the interpreter cried out breathlessly.

"You robbers with no humanity," Dazhi came to the mouth of an alley, turned his head, and wasted no time in scolding, "Brutes from the island country, come, come and catch grandpa, grandpa is the dangerous person who wants to kill your whole family and destroy your ancestors, don't you see, grandpa is here waiting for you turtle grandchildren?"

Crackling and several shots, the funny thing is that the devil's bullets were all missed, either hitting the ground or hitting the wall, hitting the clods and splashing everywhere, the big zhi smiled proudly: "Grandson, did your marksmanship teach the little daughter-in-law of the island country, why is it so bad? Grandpa is here, shooting at grandpa's head or heart! haha, haha......"

"Yaga!" the Japanese officer, who was already out of breath, bent over, his long knife on the ground, and learned Dazhi's words through his interpreter, his eyes widened angrily, and he raised his arm and slapped the interpreter's face twice.

The hateful and pitiful translator covered his face and shook his head aggrievedly.

"Baga!" the devil officer ignored the innocent and aggrieved interpreter, and saw that the devils listened to the footsteps one by one, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "What are you waiting for, don't chase after him, catch him for me, I will kill him with my own hands." ”

Seeing that the devil had resumed his pursuit, Dazhi didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, turned his head and ran into the alley......

Qiao Xiaojing, Cuiyu and Ah Zi stayed on the three roads respectively, but their eyes were fixed on the same place, that is, the gate of the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Government of H Province.

One morning was about to pass, but I never saw a car enter and leave from the gate of the provincial propaganda department, but someone came to the propaganda department by rickshaw, and came out and left after entering the propaganda department for about ten minutes. It was the same person who came and went, rode the same rickshaw, and walked the same road--- the road guarded by Jade.

It may be to avoid the sun, or it may be to protect it from dust, but in short, the roof of this rickshaw is covered, and the people in the car are not visible during the vehicle's movement.

When Jade first saw the rickshaw, she was very excited, and wanted to rush up to find a reason to talk to the person riding the car, but before she got to the side of the car, the person in the car came down, and it turned out to be a woman, Jade saw it, and the disappointment suddenly jumped in her heart, she wanted to slap herself, sighed and returned to the back of a stall on the side of the road.

Qiao Xiaojing and Cuiyu both sat on the side of the road as if they had lost their souls, their faces were pale, their eyes were blank, and they would sigh from time to time, which was sad to see.

After learning the news that Zhang Bicheng, director of the Comprehensive Management Office of the Public Security Department, went to the provincial capital for a meeting, the big man did not wait in vain, he went straight to the hotel, walked halfway, saw that it was still early, and decided to go to H City to meet Dazhi.

The big man came to H City with joy, and he looked left and right when he was close to the Propaganda Department, he didn't want to miss Dazhi who stayed on the sidelines, but he didn't see Dazhi after walking around the Propaganda Department several times.

"Who am I looking for to provoke someone," the big man saw a group of people gathered in front of a stall, and a middle-aged man knelt between a pile of rotten vegetables and broken melons, hugging his head and crying, with words in his mouth, "Why can......'t I always avoid sudden disasters?"

"What's going on?" the big man squeezed over and asked the man next to him, "Why is he kneeling here crying?"

"Hey---," a middle-aged man sighed, "what a sin!" I heard that his vegetable stall was smashed by the Japanese for no reason, and that the fruits and vegetables had also become like this, and now he has nothing left, and he doesn't know what to do, and he is holding his head and crying!"

"These brutes," the big man heard this, and his lungs were about to explode with anger, and he scolded casually, "It's really mad, and he does all kinds of evil, and he doesn't even let go of the poor people who make a living by setting up a stall in the wind and sun, they really deserve to be killed!"

"Roar," the middle-aged man hurriedly persuaded, "Young ** comes out of his mouth, but don't say such things in this kind of place, it will cause trouble." Now is different from the past, no matter how resentful you are, you have to hold it in your heart. ”

"Thank you, uncle, for the reminder. The big man inadvertently saw that there were many stalls next to him, but he didn't suffer such bad luck, and asked puzzledly, "Uncle, why is this stall the only one that has an accident, aren't the other stalls okay?"

"I don't know the specifics," the uncle whispered, "I heard that before the accident, there was a strong guy squatting in front of his stall, his eyes staring elsewhere, but his hands kept pulling his cabbage, and he didn't want to buy the bad cabbage, the dealer quit, the two quarreled, and soon attracted the devil, the guy ran away, but he became like this." ”

"That guy who picks up vegetables is really lacking in morality," the big man said casually, "since he has pulled all the vegetables of the people, then what is there to say, just buy it and it's over, since you don't want to buy vegetables, why bother to pick up other people's vegetables? In my opinion, that guy either deliberately caused trouble, or he was sick in the brain." ”

"Alas---" the middle-aged man sighed again, "These years and months are natural disasters**, the world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient, I really can't understand it!" Finally, the word "ah" dragged a long sound, and the middle-aged man turned around and left the crowd.

The big man touched his pocket, knowing that he was shy in his pocket, his brows were tightly locked, his eyes were angry, staring at the vegetable seller, not knowing how to comfort this person, thinking about the middle-aged man's words just now, his heart was indescribably heavy.

About a quarter of an hour later, the big man remembered what was going on, and walked out of the crowd in disappointment, sighing and looking left and right, hoping to find Dazhi sooner.

"Before the accident, there was a strong guy squatting in front of his stall, his eyes staring away, but his hands kept pulling his cabbage...... "The big man walked a few steps, and once again remembered the middle-aged man's words, and suddenly seemed to be electrocuted.

"This man is obviously inconsistent," the big man paused, thinking, "picking vegetables is just a disguise, in fact, he is observing something, but what kind of person would squat on the vegetable stall and stare at the other place instead of the vegetables?

The big man twisted his body and glanced at the poor vegetable seller through the gap in the crowd, only to see that the man was still kneeling on the ground, still holding his head and crying, which was still heart-wrenching.

"Big brother," the big man squeezed into the crowd again, squatted in front of the vegetable vendor, patted him on the shoulder, and said with concern, "Don't worry about crying yet, you just dry your tears, and your losses will be compensated." Can you tell me what that guy who didn't buy the chola looks like, maybe I'll help you find him and make him pay you for the loss?"

"Really?" the greensmith wiped his tears and snot with the back of his hand, and looked at the big man in disbelief.

"Of course," said the big man, "how can a man of my size, and in the presence of so many people, tell me that I have been looking for work here lately, and that I may be able to meet that fellow." If it does, I'll definitely find a way to get him to you and make him compensate you for all your losses. ”

"If you can really recover some losses," said the vegetable seller, holding the big man's hand, "then you are really a great benefactor of our whole family, not only saving my life, but also saving the lives of my whole family......

"It's important to get down to business. The big man said.

"The man was of medium height, dressed in coarse cloth, and at first glance he looked like he was from the countryside...... "The greengrocer said.

At this time, Dazhi had already run into a deep alley, and the wave of devils chased Dazhi like a mad dog, and kept putting guns behind him, but this alley was not straight, and the bullets could not hit Dazhi.

Dazhi has no problem with his physical strength, and although he has been running all the time, he doesn't feel very tired.

I don't know how long I ran, but the alley became narrower and narrower, and gradually became a long and narrow passageway.

When Dazhi raised his head again, he saw a high wall in front of him, with towering houses on both sides. With no way out, cornered, the footsteps and shouts of the devils behind him are getting closer and closer, and they are about to catch up in the blink of an eye.

"Hehe," Dazhi glanced left and right, trying to find something to help him, while muttering to himself, "There is no way ahead, there are chasing soldiers behind, this time it is really a big game, do you really want to become a prisoner of the devil, what should I do?"

"Hurry up," the devil's roar grew louder and louder, "if you don't have a chance to catch it, shoot ......"

Dazhi jumped a few times, trying to grab on to the wall in front of him, but the wall was so high that he couldn't reach the edge of the wall several times, trying to find something to step on, but unfortunately he couldn't find anything.

By this time, the eldest man had finished listening to the description of the vegetable seller, and he was even more sure of his judgment, that the person who pulled the cabbage was none other than Dazhi, who had come to rendezvous.

But when he heard that Dazhi was regarded as a dangerous person by the devil and was chased by a wave of devils with loaded guns, and now he doesn't know where he went, and he didn't know what the situation was, the big man's heart was shocked, and he suddenly stood up, and wanted to leave without saying a word.

"What's the matter?" the greengrocer grabbed the big man's back with a pitiful look, "Do you already know who that person is, you can help me?"

The big man glanced at the greengrocer and turned out of the crowd......

The danger is getting closer and closer to Dazhi, life and death are on the line, and he can vaguely see the figure of the devil, and he is even more panicked.

"You can't stage the tragedy of carelessly losing Jingzhou," Dazhi craned his neck and said to himself, "I still have a lot of things to do, if I die like this, and die in this kind of place, I really can't stand my heroic name......"

"He's in front," Dazhi heard the devil roar, "he's already running into a dead end, there's no way to escape, hurry up and catch up, shoot them all, kill him, you must kill him......"

Dazhi was helpless in the face of such a predicament, and he was helpless to spin in place.

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