After Lu Qing left a sentence of "go and go back", he appeared on the top of the mountain almost instantly, looking at the Japanese military camp below.

His spiritual power has completely mastered the personnel allocation in the barracks, and he has also found the location of those ninjas.

The next thing to do is to send them to Hades.

I just don't know if any of these people can open his eyes.

As soon as Lu Qing's illusion technique opened, he appeared in the barracks, and then slowly walked towards the Japanese army's arsenal, as if he had entered a no-man's land.

The hundreds of Japanese soldiers patrolled and trained as usual as if they hadn't seen him, and let Lu Qing calmly pass through the garrison and enter the ammunition depot.

Lu Qing looked at the German goods in the arsenal and knew that these devils were definitely the elite of the Japanese army.

He casually picked up two German-made mirror boxes, played with them, and pinned them to his waist.

Not to mention, this German product is better than Japanese goods.

The mirror box not only has more ammunition capacity, but also has much more power than the Japanese Wangba box, which is a good thing to kill people.

Then, Lu Qing pried open the grenade boxes box by box, and poured all the German-style grenades on the open space outside.

But even with such fanfare, the Japanese soldiers who came and went still didn't see it like a blind man, and still did what they were doing.

You're all set, and the show is ready to start!

Lu Qing made a small stool and sat down next to the pile of grenades, picked up a grenade casually, and then pulled the ring and threw it.

Just listen –

Rumble!

A loud explosion accompanied by the aroma of gunpowder and flying dust resounded in the Japanese camp.

Before the Japanese army could react, there was another series of "boom, boom, boom" explosions, and the entire barracks were plunged into a sea of fire, and countless Japanese soldiers were killed and wounded.

But even now, no one felt that there was anything wrong with Lu Qing, who was sitting there throwing grenades, as if it was a natural thing for him to do so.

Soon, hundreds of grenades were thrown in all directions by Lu Qing like stones, and when he sat up from the stool again, there were only a few people standing here.

Looking at the tall, short, fat and thin, men, women and children in front of him, Lu Qing said lightly: "I bother to ask, which of you is the head of the ninja?" ”

He believes that some of these people must understand Chinese.

Sure enough, a tall man with gold eyes and a big back comb moved after he said this, and subconsciously looked at a short and thin old man with silver hair and waist next to him.

The old man was not only short, but also ugly, and looked like a rotten gourd.

But obviously, he is the ninja head of the Ninja of Bishan Mountain.

Lu Qing looked at the tall man who knew Chinese and smiled gently, and said, "Thank you for your help." ”

Then, he took off a mirror box on his waist with lightning speed, and when he raised his hand, two bullets were fired, one instantly pierced the tall man's heavenly spirit, and the other directly overturned the skull of the ninja's head.

Lu Qing's movements were so fast that all the ninjas couldn't see how he did it.

What's even more puzzling to these ninjas is that with their speed, they can definitely dodge bullets.

But when that person shot just now, not only did they not react, but they also realized it as an afterthought, as if their perception was blinded by something!

This is a fatal mistake for a ninja who is known for his speed and perception!

So, Shinobi died, under the man's unfancy shot.

So, what about them?

Will they survive?

The scene in front of them transcended their cognition and made them feel at a loss.

Since they came here not far from Dongying, they have encountered one attack after another, but no matter what kind of attacker they are, they have not given them this feeling, this fear of facing death!

"Well, mission accomplished. Let's have some fun. ”

Lu Qing said after putting away the mirror box.

There is a mental illusion technique to suppress, as long as Lu Qing wants to, he can shoot everyone together, but that would be boring.

The old man and the interpreter died, and there were eleven more people present:

Two swordsmen dressed as samurai, a tall woman in a kimono, a shirtless man with a wooden stick, a tall and thin man in a suit, three small dolls, a girl in a ninja costume with a long sword, and a student dressed as a teenager with a short sword.

It looks like a little powerful alien, it shouldn't be a small shrimp, it can barely be called a miscellaneous fish.

Lu Qing made an assessment of the strength of several people in his heart.

"Is there anyone else who understands human language?" Lu Qing retracted his spiritual power and asked again, "Which one will perform for me first." ”

Lu Qing didn't know if any of them could understand, but at least someone rushed over.

It was the shirtless man with a wooden stick who rushed over with a roar as soon as Lu Qing revoked his illusion, and after jumping, he raised the stick and smashed it into Lu Qing's head.

It's a pity that instead of hitting Lu Qing with this powerful blow that smashed ordinary people into pulp, he fell dozens of meters away like mud as if he had been hit by a high-speed heavy truck.

Reckless, boring.

This is Lu Qing's evaluation of him.

In terms of strength, no one in this world can compare with him.

The power of 129,600 catties alone can shock an elephant to death.

"Anything else?" Lu Qing asked again.

In fact, there is no need to say it, those people rushed over like crazy after seeing the shirtless man dead.

Three dolls, two swordsmen, and a female ninja, the six of them rushed towards Lu Qing together.

Dried shrimp, trash fish, waste, not interesting.

Lu Qing commented in his heart.

These people couldn't even arouse his desire to do it, so as soon as Lu Qing's heart illusion technique was opened, he directly sent them away with six bullets.

Looking at the three little dolls lying on the ground, especially the white and chubby female doll, Lu Qing couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

What a cute child, it would be even cuter if you blow your head out.

It's a pity that the strength is too poor, and there is no desire to do it.

Until now, there was a woman in a kimono, a man in a suit, and a sword-wielding boy in a student uniform.

These three should be the strongest except for the ninja, and they can barely be regarded as a larger miscellaneous fish.

Lu Qing was most interested in the onmyoji in a suit, wanting to see if there was any interesting Shikjin in his hands.

But this time it was not the onmyoji that Lu Qing was interested in, but the young man dressed as a student.

He looks okay, but he's a little crazy, and he seems to be mentally abnormal.

But the knife in his hand is good, and he has already given birth to wisdom.

The young man grunted frantically, then pulled out the knife from its sheath, and the blazing waves swept in instantly, the temperature seemed to be hotter than the air waves of the grenade explosion, but to Lu Qing it was like a spring breeze.

Lu Qing looked at the young man who was like a neurotic while muttering and slashing at him with a knife, and punched him in the head, then shook his hand in disgust, and finally shook off the brains on his hands.

It's been a long time since he's beaten someone like this, and he's almost forgotten that blowing someone's head will splash his own brains.

Then he looked at the headless corpse on the ground and nodded in satisfaction.

What a good young man, tall and handsome, but unfortunately he has a little brain problem, and he always likes to nag like a psychopath.

It's so good now, it's quiet, and the brain is fine.