Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Monster Made by the Japanese Themselves
"Master! You wait for me! ”
Rumble!
In the roar, the flames of the explosion rose into the sky, and from the sound alone, it seemed that there was an explosion in the middle of the explosion, but Xu Ruifeng's focus was not on the explosion, but on the roar before.
That was Wang Ming's voice.
No. 94 shouted at his side: "Lao Xu, what kind of shit luck have you taken in your life, and you are surrounded by these brothers who have exchanged their lives!" ”
Xu Ruifeng smiled, the Jianghu Qi on his body may not be as special as No. 94 who is engaged in political work, but it is this Jianghu Qi that gives him a sense of dependence that can be trusted, so even if Lao Xu tried his best to hide his identity when he was in Beimanchuria, there was never a shortage of people around him, and until today, no brother has done anything to be sorry for him.
Isn't that a success?
Xu Ruifeng rushed into the arms of a Japanese, and the dagger in his hand continued to stab him in the abdomen one after another, and after the Japanese who was supposed to be standing was stabbed by Lao Xu, he was still bending over and kept stabbing the dagger into the other party's body.
Lao Xu's hand had begun to tremble, and inserting the dagger into the body was no longer relying on his own strength to rely on the sharpness of the dagger, which caused him to be inaccurate in the piercing part. Let's talk about the last Japanese soldier who was stabbed down by Xu Ruifeng, Xu Ruifeng thought that he should die, but after this guy fell, it was like someone had trampled on his tail, and he screamed trilling.
Maybe it's because of his age that he can't fight for as long as he did when he was young, or maybe it's the ......
He dodged the oncoming bayonet again, the bayonet seemed to be faster than expected, even though Lao Xu had anticipated the trajectory of the other party, but the bayonet still pierced along the placket of the chest, and when the blade was picked outward, Lao Xu already had an additional knife wound on his chest.
This thing is not fatal, but it just hurts the flesh and skin, but this means that Xu Ruifeng's own reaction has been slowed down by half a beat......
But Xu Ruifeng didn't have the slightest fear.
He's a killer.
When he was in Beiman, he was immediately alert because of the dullness of his senses caused by insomnia, and even when he was in danger repeatedly, he was even more hideous, and he begged God in his heart that if there was retribution, it should be on him, how could he not care about his life and death?
Unless...... Die well deserved.
Xu Ruifeng suddenly understood why he was smiling.
He has a brother to worry about, a wife to raise his children, a son who can pass on the lineage, and he is still sacrificing his life and forgetting death for the country.
Life and death have a life and wealth in the sky, and now it is time to kill one to earn one, and kill two to earn a couple, for the Japanese, Xu Ruifeng has already killed enough, what are you afraid of?
No. 94 was fighting with a Japanese bayonet to call for power, Xu Ruifeng pumped cold and went over to shine on the back of the Japanese, the man's hand was weak, No. 94 used a rifle bayonet as a chest piercing, Xu Ruifeng went around the devil's neck with one hand and wiped it directly.
The Japanese spurted blood from his erect neck and fell limply.
This kind of thing, Xu Ruifeng has done it for the first time in his life, but what's so embarrassing about this?
That Hao Lao Crooked let four or five Japanese soldiers surround him and stab him all around, and he was tired of talking, and the newly rushed Japanese soldiers still stabbed him in the stomach.
Empty!
Another explosion sounded in front of Xu Ruifeng, and when the air wave swept through the sand and dust, the uncut hair shook under the blood and sticky. Xu Ruifeng was in the gap of the crowd, watching the Japanese in the alley retreat backwards, and then the machine guns above his head rang out into a string - da......da
The Japanese troops in the alley retreated, and they were forced back by machine guns, but the sound of rifle gunfire on the cliffs on both sides continued.
It seems to be able to win.
Xu Ruifeng looked at the scene in front of him and muttered in his heart.
Beside him, there was still No. 94 left, because No. 94 couldn't stand and grabbed his shoulder.
"Hey."
When Lao Xu turned around, No. 94 smiled, one of his legs couldn't be bent back at all, his face was covered with ash left by the smoke and fire, and one eye was smashed by the butt of the gun, but he was still smiling.
Xu Ruifeng gave him a hand and asked, "Is it okay?" ”
No. 94 groaned: "I can't resist it, my eyes are a little flowery." ”
"You take a break."
Xu Ruifeng stood in front of him and blocked it, as if blocking all the dangers.
No. 94 put his arm on the shoulder and said, "This time I know where you have so many brothers in life and death. ”
This is a man who dares to carry the sky on his shoulders for his brother, he is sincere, hot-blooded, and calm, although his brain is a little slow, and he always seems to lack roots, but you never have to worry about being calculated by his side, and you don't have to worry about the favor he gives will often talk to embarrass you, he, can you have no brother?
"Nephew and son-in-law!"
"The sixth uncle is here!"
Dadada, dada, dada!
Machine gun!
It's machine gunfire!
The moment Xu Ruifeng looked up at the past, he couldn't believe his eyes, Wen Lao Liu flashed at the mouth of the alley full of people and retracted his figure, and then, a man with five big and three thick men rushed out with a machine gun like crazy.
He didn't look like a human, his face was hideous and twisted like a demon, and while the machine gun in his hand pulled the trigger and never let go, he pressed the muzzle with his other hand to prevent the muzzle from bouncing up, and as for where the bullets flew, he didn't care at all.
Thanks to the fact that the alley was full of devils, the machine gun fire did not miss, but the walls on both sides were still full of bullet marks.
It's just that this is the beginning of his madness.
"Follow my son, don't let the Japanese hurt him! Don't let the Japanese hurt him! ”
Wen Laoliu's worried voice sounded frequently, but his worries were obviously redundant, Dahu ran out of machine gun bullets and had no idea of changing magazines in his head, and the muzzle of the gun was reversed, using this thing as a burning stick, and smashing it directly on the head of the Japanese.
He rushed too fast, rushed in front of the Japanese in a few steps, and after smashing a Japanese with a 'bump', the soldier behind the devil raised his hand and turned the machine gun handle aside with a bayonet. This should be the moment that the Japanese soldier regrets the most, it is obvious that he took the big tiger as a normal person, and normal people will draw back the weapon, but the big tiger did not.
The kid directly spread his hand, watched the weapon fly away, and then pounced on the Japanese and knocked him down, and in full view of everyone, he reached out and opened the Japanese chin, and bit down on his neck!
The Japanese around were frightened and stupid, no matter how fierce they were, they had never seen people eat people, and when they were still surprised how there could be such a monster in this world, Wen Lao Liu rushed into this alley with fifty or sixty people from the Anti-Japanese Federation.
Bang, bang, bang.
The fighters of the Anti-Japanese Federation raised their guns in the alley to shoot, and the second the big tiger raised his head, he spit out bloody flesh in his mouth, and a large amount of blood rose from the torn neck of the Japanese, splashing the whole face of the big tiger into blood red, and when he stood up again, he was like a bloody demon king.
Today, the Japanese are about to face monsters that they have created with their own hands!