Chapter Seventy-Five: Hurting the Innocent

Iimura picked up the wine glass that Wang Sheng threw on the table, filled the wine glass, and handed it to Wang Sheng: "Uncle Jun, you are playing with the work of the flower girl." ”

Wang Sheng disdainfully took Iimura's wine glass and handed it to the Japanese woman next to him: "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." Wang Sheng didn't care what Iimura's attitude was, he fell to the ground and closed his eyes.

Iimura laughed twice, asked someone to remove all the things on the table, and left silently.

The two Japanese women are still lying next to Wang Sheng, these two women are actually quite beautiful and plump, but for so many days, Wang Sheng did not move them, not because Wang Sheng was not good, but because Wang Sheng did not want to hand over his first time to this Japanese woman. As soon as he lay down, sleepiness swept over him like a flood, and he tried to restrain himself from falling asleep, but he still fell asleep unconsciously.

When Wang Sheng woke up again, it was still dark and tried to call a few bald heads, but still did not answer. Iimura still got a table of good wine and good food to entertain Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng looked at the delicious food on this table, and felt a little helpless, there were only five days left in the task period, but now there was no clue at all. Wang Sheng couldn't understand that he was trapped by the Japanese and couldn't leave, so what about them bald, how could they sit still?

"You land, why don't you drink and work. ”

Wang Sheng smiled: "If you don't drink it, if you drink it again, you won't know how to die." ”

"Uncle, you're too worried. ”

Wang Sheng sneered: "Really, then I won't drink it either." You don't have to persuade me. ”

Iimura hesitated for a moment: "Okay, since Uncle Jun doesn't like it, he doesn't force it." ”

"Zhang Sheng, did you find it?"

Iimura bowed very politely: "Uncle-kun, I'm really sorry, I have sent a large number of troops to my land, and there are no clues at present." ”

Wang Sheng was not surprised by this result, the Japanese in China, have always been high-minded, the Japanese can help the Chinese, that is really strange. After a brief chat with Iimura, Wang Sheng lay down and went to sleep again. Iimura was not angry at Wang Sheng's rudeness, and walked out of the house calmly.

On the sixth day of the mission, Wang Sheng was woken up by the sound of the troops' assembly, looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, and was very glad that he did not wake up at night, and looked at the watch on his wrist, which showed that the time was 7:16.

Iimura seemed to know that Wang Sheng would wake up at this time, and he had already prepared breakfast.

"Uncle-kun, it's still early, you can sleep a little longer?" asked Iimura with a smile on his face.

"No, you can't find a Zhang Sheng, it seems that I am the only one who can do it myself. ”

"Uncle, Fengtian Zhang Sheng's work has been all captured, after you have breakfast, please take a look with me. ”

Wang Sheng looked at Iimura Sui with a suspicious expression: "Really, what else to eat, go and see!"

"Uncle, you don't have to worry......

Wang Sheng stood up and said, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

The Japanese soldiers on the playground were lined up in two teams, and a Chinese was tied between each two Japanese soldiers, and these tied people were the people Iimura captured and called Zhang Sheng.

Wang Sheng took the photos and compared them one by one, but there was no one Wang Sheng was looking for. Wang Sheng frowned and asked Xiang Iimura: "Is this the person named Zhang Sheng by Quan Fengtian?"

Iimura asked rhetorically: "Uncle-kun, your land, the enemy, why do you want to compare photos." ”

Wang Sheng didn't expect Little Japan to be so smart, he didn't know how to answer, he didn't know how to answer, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Let them all go. Wang Sheng said flatly.

Iimura showed a smile that was underwhelming: "Can't put it!"

"I said let it go, don't you understand?"

Iimura replied: "When you come to the military camp, the people of China will all die and pull the ground!"

Wang Sheng was very annoyed: "What the do you mean." ”

Iimura smiled and said, "Uncle-kun, don't be angry. Let them work on the ground, you on the ground, compete with my soldiers, win a game, put one. ”

Wang Sheng was furious, and Iimura's scheming was deep enough, this was obviously testing Wang Sheng's strength, and now in this situation, you have to agree if you agree, and you have to agree if you don't agree. Wang Sheng felt very depressed, if he didn't find any Zhang Sheng, he wouldn't pull these people into this troubled water. he

The rules of the competition are naturally the regulations of Little Japan, and the conditions for victory and defeat are naturally the regulations of Iimura. In the first game of shooting, although Wang Sheng had been a soldier in the army, he was not confident, and his shooting level was not high, not to mention that he had never used this kind of 38 cover, but he had no choice but to accept the challenge.

The target was a target fifty meters away, and two gunshots rang out "bang", Japanese soldiers: Nine Rings. Wang Sheng: Eight rings. Wang Sheng lost.

"Uncle Jun, you have lost. ”

Without waiting for Wang Sheng to react, he pulled out the pistol at his waist, and a Chinese fell to the ground with a gunshot. The other people who were arrested were scared and their legs were weak, and a few were scared to pee their pants. Wang Sheng couldn't wait to break the corpse of Fan Village into thousands of pieces, and then looked at the people who were scared to pee, Wang Sheng was really depressed in his heart. If every Chinese is so cowardly, what will the future of China look like?

"In the second game, it's a fight. Wang Sheng gritted his teeth and said to Iimura.

Iimura showed a surprised expression, but it quickly disappeared: "No!"

Wang Sheng pretended to be indifferent: "That's better than a fart, it's not better, you can kill them." ”。

Iimura pondered for a few seconds: "Okay." than fighting. ”

Iimura waved his hand, and a Japanese soldier with a height of more than one meter and eight meters came to Iimura, and Wang Sheng hurriedly said: "Did I say I want to fight one? There are still twelve Chinese here, I will beat you twenty-four, if I win, you put twelve, if I lose, you kill them all." ”

Iimura Sui looked Wang Sheng up and down: "You want to fight twenty-four people?"

"Well, I'll beat you thirty, and you can use your weapons. Let me state first, I can be ruthless, don't blame me for killing me. ”

Iimura laughed: "Uncle-kun, your courage is great, and the Imperial Japanese Army is very powerful." ”

"As far as your group of rotten people are concerned, they are not much stronger than pigs. ”

Iimura was not angry, still with a smile of underachievement, and said a few words to the adjutant beside him, and after a while, a group of people in kimonos came, each with two war knives hanging from their waists. Wang Sheng felt that their kimono was so strange, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like pajamas. Wang Sheng thought to himself: Could it be that these people are Japanese ronin?

"Today, I will give you a taste of the power of Chinese kung fu. ”

Iimura smiled and said, "Uncle-kun, I accidentally hurt you, I died, I died, you regretted it." ”

Wang Sheng rubbed his fists and said wildly: "Retreating from the battle, it's not something that a Chinese man can do, those ronins you told you, my fists are merciless, in case you kill a few, don't blame me." ”

Iimura laughed, walked up to the ronin, and said loudly that Wang Sheng couldn't understand Japanese, and the ronin nodded vigorously, "Hi hi" in response.

"Please advise. ”

Wang Sheng hugged his arms, looking so domineering. Thirty ronins collectively stepped forward, bowed to Wang Sheng like a grave, and unceremoniously surrounded Wang Sheng in the middle. ”

Wang Sheng looked, only to see Iimura Sui was holding a Japanese fighter hand waving, the Japanese seemed to be kind, but Wang Sheng seemed to be simply insulting himself, if he went to get the knife, then even if he won, he would not win honorably.

Wang Sheng waved his hand and smiled contemptuously: "Just these few pigs, you don't need it!"

Iimura sneered and shouted a word in Japanese, the two Japanese ronins waved their knives and went straight to Wang Sheng's neck to chop, Wang Sheng retreated again and again, and the ronins behind him also slashed over with knives, Wang Sheng hurriedly stopped, and the ronins on both sides also rushed up with knives, six knives attacked at the same time, it was very difficult to dodge, not to mention, the ronin would not give Wang Sheng time to think.

Wang Sheng only dodged the attack in front of him, and the other four knives were taken by Wang Sheng, only listening to a few bells, similar to the sound of steel pipe collision, Wang Sheng still subconsciously looked at the place where it was cut, and the clothes were not damaged, it seems that this clothes are not only bulletproof, but also can withstand knife cuts, even if they don't have hard qigong, as long as they have this clothes, they will not be hurt.