"Fifth brother, what's wrong?"

Ning Wuji's heart tightened, and he secretly wondered: Did you kill the wrong person? What this Japanese man said is important?

Ning Wuxian squatted down, tilted his head and stared at the head that had been thrown ashore again, then stretched out his hand and hooked it towards the back.

"Brother Qin Shi, come and take a look, is this person very familiar?"

"Mr. Ning, he appeared in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion before, and he followed the fake master, and I tracked him down."

Of course, Ning Wuxian thought of this question, he asked something else.

It's just that Qin Shi paid more attention to the danger of the people around him, and obviously didn't notice other situations, but Yun Fei, after seeing the head, suddenly realized: "Childe, this person is a member of the boss of the flower house, and he also came to see Childe by Boss Zhao's side." ”

Sure enough, it was him!

Ning Wuxian gave Yun Fei a thumbs up.

is worthy of Xiao Yunfei, who beat Boss Zhao once when he saw Boss Zhao once, and he will never be wrong about this incident.

"Due to the change of ice-making technology, the Jinling flower house industry has gradually expanded its scale, and wants to form a local commercial characteristic, Boss Zhao does not have a monopoly, and has attracted many local natives to join, this person is one of them, in addition to lurking in Jinling for many years, if you want to join it, you also need someone to introduce you."

Hearing Ning Wuxian say this, everyone instantly understood.

Although the Japanese are dead, there are still some traitors who help the Japanese people who need to be dug up.

Whether they know it or not, it's an important clue.

And these traitors are not like the Japanese people, who regard death as home, and it is easier to get accurate information from their mouths.

"General Yu Shou, spread the news of the total destruction of the Japanese people, and the matter of tracing clues is carried out quietly."

Although the Japanese stronghold in Jinling City was eradicated, there were still important people who wanted to restore their former strength in Jinling, but according to the extent of natural disasters and lack of money in Jinling, there was no hope for three or five years.

However, in addition to Jinling, Jiangnan Province is rich and close to the sea, and it is estimated that there are many Japanese people in other states and counties.

After spreading the news of the complete destruction of the Japanese people in Jinling City, they can make the Japanese people in other states and counties relax and continue to stay in place, even if they have suspicions, as long as the government does not make any big moves, they are absolutely reluctant to evacuate all.

The Japanese people are careful, they can kill one by one, and they are not willing to use their hands and brains because they don't think the Japanese people kill too little.

Yu Zhengrong understood what he meant, and asked curiously, "Mr. Ning, won't you go to the mansion with us to report to Lord Jiang?" ”

"Resurrection? I'm just here to recover the silver for Boss Zhao, tonight's thing is that you Jinling guards, and the Jianghu Ranger Organization Baichuan will join forces to get rid of the Japanese, what will I do? ”

Ning Wuxian rubbed the blood stains on the hem of his clothes, as if talking to himself, but he muttered in a voice that Yu Zhengrong could hear.

He said and looked at his third brother.

When it was time to eradicate the Japanese people tonight, the most ferocious one in front of him was the third brother.

If the third brother wants this credit......

Just thinking about it, he saw the third brother shaking his head, and he understood that the third brother didn't plan to receive the merit, so he continued to mutter.

"There are still so many people waiting for me in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, I'm just going to a thatched house, so you can't suspect that I fell into the thatched house, right?"

That can't.

Yu Zhengrong gritted his teeth, knowing that Ning Wuxian wanted to give them all the credit, and accepted it gratefully in his heart.

Through Jiang Yan's matter, Yu Zhengrong has long known that there is a lot of credit for following Mr. Ning to do things.

In addition to eradicating the Japanese people tonight, he also got a clue, if the Japanese people in Jiangnan Province are uprooted, such a large amount of credit, not to mention that he can be promoted to another level.

"Since Mr. Ning didn't go with us to restore his life, and he was in a hurry to return to Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the aftermath work in this moat will be done by us."

"Okay."

Ning Wuxian just came to verify his guesses, and to see with his own eyes how the widow who wanted to trap him died.

Now that it's over, he'll be able to catch up on his sleep.

"Giggles!"

The rooster crows three times, and the east glows white.

Ning Wuxian yawned, waved at Yu Zhengrong, who wanted to send him into the city gate, signaled that he didn't have to follow, and entered the city with the waist card given by Jiang Yang to the official office.

The small and large shops in the city have opened their doors one after another.

The fierce fighting in the dark last night did not affect everyone's enthusiasm for today's work.

Only the girls who usually love to wear clothes by the moat saw the people of the Baichuan Club pulling up the big net in the water, and silently stayed away and went to other places.

"Did you hear that, those widows screamed louder last night."

"Why didn't you hear it, I really didn't expect that in this Jinling City, the Japanese people did so much."

"I don't know if the silver from the Japanese pit has been recovered, my lady still pities them and donated a hundred yuan, it's really a meat bun to beat a dog, no, this Japanese people are selling miserably and being abducted and cheated, which is worse than a dog."

A body hung on a net and pulled ashore.

The passer-by, who had just scolded the Japanese people for not being as good as dogs, saw the death of the corpse, folded his hands and prayed sincerely.

The rest of the passers-by also saw the corpse and were silent for a moment.

Although they hated the Japanese people, most of the Daxing people were kind-hearted and would still give due courtesy to the dead.

Ning Wuxian couldn't help but think of the horrific massacre caused by the Japanese people in Jinling City, although he had not experienced it in his previous life, but he remembered it in his heart and had carved it into his bones.

"You can't have any compassion or empathy for the Japanese people, even if you die."

"Fifth brother, what are you talking about?"

Ning Wujian actually heard this passage clearly, but he didn't understand why the fifth brother said this.

It is true that the Japanese have harassed the coastal area of Daxing in the past, but this is like a foreign invasion, just kill it, why can't you let it go even if you die?

He also thought that the fifth brother was killed last night because the Japanese deceived the money.

Now it seems that the fifth brother's impression of the Japanese people is worse than his impression of the Japanese people, and I don't know why.

"Third brother, you have to remember that in the future, when you fight with the Japanese people, you must not show mercy to your subordinates, and do not believe in any of their surrenders, don't ask why, listen to me."

Ning Wuxian's words, although Ning Wujian didn't understand, nodded heavily, indicating that he remembered it in his heart.

None of the two brothers knew how much of a role this endless conversation would play in time.

A group of four people walked towards the Xiaoxiang Pavilion without hurrying.

Shortly after they left.

When all the nets in the water were salvaged, in addition to the corpses hanging from the nets, a few knots of bamboo were also fished up.

The bamboo joints have claw marks that look like cats have scratched them.

Since the moat is connected to other bodies of water, in addition to the bamboo, other messy debris is also common, whether it is the people of the Baichuan Society or the guards in charge of counting the objects, no one cares about the few bamboos, and casually throws them on the side of the road, waiting for the personnel in charge of cleaning the city to clean them up.

Not much.

After Baichuan Hui and the guards left with the corpses, before the cleaning staff arrived, a short and thin old man pulling a dung cart stared at the reddened pool of blood for a long time as he passed through the moat.

After a while, he looked around, saw that no one was paying attention, stretched out an iron hook, hooked all the bamboo and other sundries, threw them on the dung truck, and hurried out of the city.