The ronins were also stunned, feeling very surprised, but they reacted quickly, brandishing their knives and slashing at Wang Sheng's other places. Wang Sheng neither dodged nor fought back, allowing them to slash at him with their knives. The ronins took turns wielding their knives, whether they were stabbing or slashing, but they only made the sound of bells, and Wang Sheng stood there unscathed.

"Let you taste grandpa's awesomeness!" Wang Sheng suddenly shouted.

The ronin hindered again and again, Wang Sheng clenched his fists and rushed forward, but the result was not as perfect as Wang Sheng thought, the ronin was not as fragile as he imagined, no matter what move he used to attack, he would be easily dodged by the ronin. Wang Sheng was very envious of the bald head in his heart at this time, if he could have the speed of the bald head, he would not be unable to beat them. He was a little envious of Cheng Hao in his heart, even if he didn't have the speed of a bald head, but with Cheng Hao's kung fu, it was no problem to beat thirty ronin. But Wang Sheng didn't have either, he only used the basic moves learned in the army, and after fighting for more than half an hour, Wang Sheng didn't hit a single ronin.

Iimura shouted: "Uncle-kun, you land, you can't kill them, how is the draw?"

Wang Sheng glared angrily at the ronins in a circle, they were already tired and out of breath, Wang Sheng's hard qigong was not only invulnerable, but also made some progress in physical strength, his state was better than that of the ronins, and if he played like this for half an hour, he would not be tired to the level of a ronin.

"Tie, how is it possible, I'm just warming up. ”

Iimura said with a smile: "If you continue, you will definitely die." ”。

Wang Sheng thought to himself: There are thirty ronins now, if they fight with him one by one, he can only die of exhaustion in the end. Wang Sheng secretly took out the steel balls in his coat pocket, he didn't want to consume them: "You said so, I'm not welcome, prepare the coffin for them to collect the body." ”

"Uncle, don't resist. ”

Wang Sheng shouted: "Come on, you all want to die." ”

Iimura shouted a word in Japanese, only to see five ronins rushing up like crazy people, Wang Sheng sneered, Iimura is really very smart, he wants to use the crowd tactics and exhaust himself.

Wang Sheng smiled contemptuously, stretched out two fingers to point at the ronin in front of him, and a steel ball flew out along Wang Sheng's fingers.

"Six-vein Divine Sword. ”

Iimura has never watched "Dragon Babu", and he doesn't know what kung fu the six-vein divine sword is, but he can see the ronin exploding, and one after another, and the flesh and blood are flying on the playground. In an instant, calm returned to the playground, there were no more cries of fighting, and as far as the eye could see, there were piles of rotten flesh on the ground, and there was not a single intact corpse to be found.

Wang Sheng looked at Iimura arrogantly, suddenly a gunshot rang out, Wang Sheng fell to the ground involuntarily, there was a severe pain in his chest, and no blood flowed out, Wang Sheng held back the pain, and slowly got up from the top, a Japanese soldier raised his gun and fired, and the bullet also hit Wang Sheng's chest.

This time, Wang Sheng did not fall to the ground, covered the place where he was shot, pointed at the Japanese soldier and gritted his teeth and said, "You come over to me." ”

The Japanese soldiers were surprised, and even more terrifying. Everyone present, including Iimura, looked at Wang Sheng with a frightened expression.

Iimura waved his hand and slapped the Japanese soldier twice: "Bastard, who made you shoot?"

The Japanese soldier lowered his head and was silent, and Wang Sheng sneered: "Iimura, you are really pretending to be like you, did you show me the persuasion?"

Iimura bowed deeply to Wang Sheng: "Uncle, I'm really sorry, please hand him over to me." ”

"Okay, you want to protect him, right......" Wang Sheng pointed to the Japanese soldier next to him: "Then are you protecting him?"

Before Iimura could answer, Wang Sheng had already thrown out the steel ball in his hand. "Boom", a Japan was blown up to the point of flesh and blood.

"I'm saying it again, you, come over to me. ”

Iimura shouted Japanese to the Japanese soldier, and the Japanese soldier suddenly pulled out Iimura's knife and stabbed himself in the stomach as fast as he could.

Iimura Sui looked at the corpse on the ground with a surprised expression, and said to Wang Sheng very apologetically: "Uncle Jun, he is dead, he is dead, ...... earth."

"Fuck off! ”

Iimura bowed deeply: "Uncle-kun, I apologize to you for what happened just now." ”

Wang Sheng made a sympathetic look: "Why can't he think about it so much, I just want to ask him, what it feels like not to kill me, it's a pity to die like this." ”

Iimura couldn't help but show a self-reproachful expression on his face, but soon, he changed to that under-beaten smile: "Uncle-kun, I'm sorry." ”

"Now that the comparison is over, isn't it time to let these people go?"

"Yes, you, you have to do things for us. ”

Iimura Sui clearly threatened Wang Sheng with the lives of these people, although Wang Sheng was very annoyed in his heart, he still pretended not to care: "Don't threaten Lao Tzu with these people, you underestimate me too much." You don't fucking love to let go, I don't care about it. ”

Wang Sheng gambled wrongly, Iimura was murderous without blinking, he smiled softly, did not give any order, more than a dozen Chinese were kicked to the ground, guns pointed to their heads, just waiting for Iimura to give an order.

"Wait. ”

"Uncle, you still have something?"

Wang Sheng inevitably regretted a little, how could he have a chance to win by playing a psychological game with Japanese devils. Wang Sheng waved his hand helplessly: "Put the gun down, I promise, I promise to do it!"

Iimura's expression was still the same, and he didn't see any change, waving at the Japanese soldiers, who held up more than a dozen people on the ground, waiting for Iimura's next order.

"Iimura, Iimura, you're really good, you actually threaten me with this trick!"

Iimura smiled and said, "You, the people of Shina, are not loyal to the emperor. ”

"Fuck your stinking fart!" Wang Sheng scolded in a low voice. Now that he has been toyed with by Iimura, he doesn't want to talk nonsense: "me, what do you want me to do?"

Iimura replied calmly: "Your land, bring your accomplices to see me, whether you are dead or alive, my land, you must see me." ”

Wang Sheng looked at Iimura Sui suspiciously, the bald head and the three of them were imprisoned in the prison, did they run away?

"All of them run away, and you will definitely be able to find their land. ”

Wang Sheng sneered: "You and I are a god, I know where they went!"

Iimura smiled and said, "You don't bring their land, these people are dead and dead." ”

In desperation, Wang Sheng could only agree to Iimura's request. Innocent Chinese were put in prison, and Iimura promised that if he brought the bald heads back, he would let them go. Wang Sheng's promise to Little Japan is a fart, he would rather believe that the fart is fragrant than believe the nonsense of Little Japan.

Although Wang Sheng killed thirty Japanese ronins and one Japanese soldier, Iimura was still a good hospitality, and it seems that he did not regard him as an enemy. After eating, Wang Sheng left the Japanese barracks, and the first place he wanted to go was the police station in Zhongjie to see if the director had found Zhang Sheng.

When he came to the police station, the police saw Wang Sheng as if he had seen a plague god, and he didn't even dare to breathe, Wang Sheng looked at these policemen with blue noses and swollen faces, and smiled helplessly, it seems that he was really ruthless last time, so that he is still a little swollen now. But after thinking about it, I thought that they also deserved it, and these policemen could only bully and bully the common people, and anyone who was a little powerful would scare them half to death.

Wang Sheng swaggered to the door of the director's office, kicked the door open, and saw a bald head sitting behind the director's desk in a police uniform.

Wang Sheng just wanted to speak, when a bald head suddenly appeared in front of him and covered his mouth.

Cheng Hao made a gesture not to speak, looked into the corridor, and hurriedly closed the door. Wang Sheng was completely confused, how did these three people become like this after not seeing them for a few days, did they find something?

Cheng Hao opened the collar of Wang Sheng's windbreaker and took out something the size of a small fingernail, Wang Sheng looked at Cheng Hao suspiciously, and Leng Ai handed Wang Sheng a note with three words written on it: bugging.

Wang Sheng gasped, it was 1940 that there would be such high-tech equipment, and it was only the size of a small fingernail, it was incredible.