Bo Fu's footsteps were silent, and he stopped outside the room—this was the room of the man with the weapon, the penultimate room in the hallway. Bo Fu smiled and curled his fingers, knocking twice on the door, "Hello, check the water meter." ”

Without waiting for an answer, Bo Fu had already snapped the deadbolt with great ease, pushed open the door and stepped inside—such a huge amount of force was perfectly controlled, without causing any unnecessary sound. The man in the room in military uniform had just risen from a chair beside a table, and was looking in amazement at Bo Fu, who had pushed open the door and entered, his mouth open and trying to shout, while his hand reached to his waist to draw his gun.

He didn't need to shout anymore or draw his gun anymore - his head was now turned a hundred and eighty degrees and he could see the wall behind him very clearly. The air that had been about to rush into the trachea had already been released from the hollow part of his chest - Bo Fu smashed the man's chest with a punch, and his ribs pierced the muscles and skin of his lungs and chest. The guy died almost immediately, Bo Fu stepped forward and grabbed the guy's clothes, and then gently put the dead ghost on the ground, and at the same time took out the gun he wanted to touch before he died and glanced at it, "Southern Fourteen Style? This kind of rotten gun is also embarrassed to take out?" and then threw the gun on the dead man's body, and at the same time Bo Fu pulled out his own gun- The guy who looked a little like the rotten gun stuffed the holster in his crotch, looked around the room, and then turned and walked out, closing the door - though the lock was useless.

The last room in the corridor is the maid's room, which makes Bo Fu a little strange, "How can it be the maid's room in the innermost?" I see......... When Bo Fu walked to the door of the room, he found that there was a small staircase that was well hidden on the opposite side of the room, and he looked down, and below was the back door of the kitchen and living room. Bo Fu turned his head to look at the door in front of him, the door was unlocked, and there was a cheerful singing voice singing Japanese folk songs inside. Bo Fu knocked lightly on the door a few times, and the singing inside stopped, and a woman's voice rang out: "Is it Mr. Okada? Then the sound of footsteps came towards the door.

Bo Fu took the initiative to push the door open, and then with a flick of his finger, an unconscious female body was grabbed by Bo Fu, and then thrown directly to the bed. "If it's true that there is a difference between men and women, it's a difference in treatment........." While softly lamenting the bad luck of the dead man named Okada, Bo Fu went out and went down the stairs.

There was a door in the kitchen that led to the back garden, Bo Fu pushed open the door and walked along the path between the flowers to the cherry blossom tree, this is not the tall Yae cherry tree, the low and dense cherry tree is now the end of the flowering period, Bo Fu bypassed the flower tree, and stood still looking at the old man and woman a few meters in front of him.

To say that this Japanese Qi cultivation kung fu is really good, I saw a strange tall man appear in the back garden, and I didn't even shout and show a little panic or anger. The old man glanced at Bo Fu faintly as if he had seen an ordinary person passing by on the highway, but the female Zhongzuo frowned slightly, and tried to stand up and ask—but quickly restrained herself, glanced at the second floor, and looked at Bo Fu with a knowing look. "Knowing so quickly that something was wrong? It's no wonder that the only entrance to the path I came from was the kitchen, and if I entered the small hall from the hall and passed through the kitchen, I would probably be discovered by the dead ghost and the maid......."

Soon, the old man spoke: "Your Excellency may not have come to do a good thing, please give advice!" A Chinese Beijing film is elegant and fluent, and I can't hear a little Japanese accent. "You can tell at a glance that I'm Chinese......" Bo Fu replied as he walked towards the old man.

"Don't dare, the spirit of your Excellency is definitely not from our country. This is just a little old man's ability to observe people. After speaking, the old man suddenly shouted, and he was cut off with a knife.

"One second he was polite, and the next he pulled out a knife and slashed someone......... You're doing a good job. Bo Fu spoke, but his palms were closed, and he closed the long knife in his palm, and then snatched the long knife with a twist.

"No knife!" the old man felt a pain in his hand, and a strong force twisted the hilt of the knife he held out of his palm, but it was nothing compared to the surprise he had brought at the sight of the man holding his long knife together with both palms. However, he didn't have a chance to shout the second sentence, the light of the knife lit up as if with the voice of shakuhachi, Bo Fu put away the knife, the tip of the knife drooped slightly, dripping the only drop of blood. The old man spurted a large amount of blood from his waist to his shoulder, and then half of his body slipped off - he was slashed by a left cut from Bo Fu......... When he died, he didn't know what the name of this old man was.

The kimono girl Nakasa reacted very quickly, she pulled out a pistol directly from the sleeve of the kimono and prepared to shoot, and the sword light was lit up again, like a dreamy left pheasant. After the light of the knife disappeared, the woman had just pulled the trigger - there was no reaction....... at this time she realized that the upper part of the Southern Type 14 pistol in her hand had been cut very smoothly from the barrel, and the mechanism inside, and even the bullet in the chamber were very smoothly divided into two halves. She only had time to mutter: "Such a ......... of the sword" Then she felt the pain in the joints on her body, and she couldn't exert her strength.

Bo Fu had already removed the woman's joints - even the jaw joints had not escaped, and then Bo Fu carried the woman and left....... "What I will do next should be a very normal patriotic action, let me use my actions to resist the Japanese invasion!"

Bo Fu was very happy - he caught a Japanese female middle school like Mr. Hatano, who seemed to be some kind of special high school or something, as some non-classified documents in the study could testify. Bo Fu mainly "tortured and interrogated" this "female spy" in the study, and only after he used eighteen martial arts and sixty-four tricks to practice on the female spy one by one, did he remember to ask the female spy's name. "Eight thousand Liuhua Jing .........," the woman said weakly, and the woman's will had collapsed—it seemed.

"It's still Chinese...... Bo Fu said triumphantly, "It seems a pity to kill it like this...... Bo Fu picked up the woman's disengaged joint, "If you commit suicide in shame, it will save me a lot of trouble." Haha ”

In the midst of this arrogant laughter, the woman struggled to pick up her clothes, but she did not commit suicide, and did not even make the slightest gesture to warn the Japanese soldiers patrolling outside. Her gaze seemed to inadvertently sweep over the gun that Bo Fu placed on the desk - it was a Ruger P08 Navy model, the blue body of the gun emitted a faint light, and the slight scratches on the body of the gun indicated that the gun had been in war for a long time. But when she withdrew her gaze, she saw the man's smiling eyes..........