In the midst of Bo Fu's attention, this oily and powdery man - the hairstyle is really cool, at least in the style of the 21st century, drove the Yangtze River 750 to a very beautiful side slide, and came to flick his tail! A group of little devils were also dumbfounded, only to see that as soon as the man's hand was stretched, the Gatling cannon was set up from the sidecar to the dragon's head, and the six pipes had begun to rotate...

With the long light of fire and the sound of tearing sackcloth, this group of little devils fell to the ground with bullet holes all over their bodies, and even the machine gunners behind the sandbag bunker couldn't dodge the rainstorm of bullets - it was still a 5.56 caliber ....... "The marksmanship is really good, and not a single civilian has been hit." Bo Fu is also sighing that this oily man has really good marksmanship. Then the man shook his head very coquettishly, then wiped his hands along the hairline, put on his sunglasses, and put Gatling back on the sidecar with a flick of his hand, and ran away with a throttle roar..........

Bo Fu thought that it was not a problem to drive the truck all the time, so the guy drove past the empty checkpoint that he had run and not long after retracting the truck and began to walk along the road with his feet - because he saw a road sign that said that it was 25 kilometers away from Shanghai.........

Bo Fu took a few pieces of Guangyang out on the way, successfully got into a carriage and wandered leisurely towards Shanghai, which had already fallen at this time, and the Pacific Theater was the time when the Japanese army was marching forward. About an hour or so later, Bo Fu had already entered the downtown area of Shanghai. He looked at the old and slightly unfamiliar hometown, but he was quite emotional. It's just that just when he was thinking about the past, another man in a fur coat flew up the wall, flew in front of him with a few "brushes", and twisted his waist in mid-air and threw a few shots to knock down a few chasing little devils behind him......

"Isn't this the lord of Gordon City?could it be that Lord Wayne has crossed over?" Bo Fu suspected that he had seen someone he had seen—"But it's obviously a yellow man? And what is the other one chasing after him?The black-clad masked ninja? What age is this!And the ninja! It's still a female ninja with a fat buttocks!!Is it still a big war now?" Bo Fu touched his forehead and sighed.

Shanghai is like that, especially after the fall of the Second World War, Shanghai is full of refugees and arrogant Japanese soldiers - but those Japanese soldiers seem to be from the buns, and there is always a hillbilly atmosphere in Shanghai....... Bo Fu looked at the market for a long time, shook his head and sighed full of anger. Those skinny children who fell to death on the side of the road made this big monster who ate countless people unbearable, "A certain family eats people just swallowed, and never let people suffer more living crimes." And he almost never eats children, so the world is a hell on earth. The anger is so big, you have to kill him hundreds of little devils to go to the fire first!"

Just do it, Bo Fu called a rickshaw and prepared to go to Hongkou to find the bad luck of the little devils - it is easy to mess things up if you kill on the street, in case you get hundreds of little devils to come out and fire at him together, in case a few people in it are qualified infantry skills, and it is not easy to hit him with dozens of bullets - it is not good to get out of the demon power fluctuations and be kicked out. Although Bo Fu also wanted to figure out why some people in this world would make waves, he was at a loss for the time being without careful observation.

Hongkou is the largest Japanese settlement in Shanghai, and it is full of kimonos and khaki military uniforms. The rickshaw that Bo Fu was sitting in was stopped at the checkpoint outside Hongkou, and Bo Fu had no intention of making it difficult for the rickshaw driver, so he took a piece of Guangyang and put it in the driver's hand, and turned around and walked along the road with the coachman's thousand thanks.

Out of sight of the Japanese soldiers, Bo Fu jumped to the back of the low Japanese bungalows, and circled along the path behind them in search of his target—he had no interest in killing the Japanese "civilians", he was looking for the outhouses of the Japanese officers.

To say that this kind of Western-style Japanese small bungalow with a garden, the Japanese who live in it are also either rich or expensive, and there are Japanese soldiers or policemen patrolling everywhere, Bo Fu happened to walk to a rather large garden house, and looked at the Japanese patrol soldiers walking in the distance, smiled, "This is your home!" and entered the courtyard very easily.

He pushed open the door as if it were the owner of the house, and there seemed to be no one in the house. Bo Fu did not stay in the hall either, he went up the stairs to the second floor, pushed open the door of the first room and entered. There was still no one, but the desk and bookshelves in it indicated that this room was the master's study—Bo Fu had already known it. On the hanger in the study, there was an earthy yellow Japanese military uniform, and Bo Fu casually took it down and looked at it, "Wow!! What a rank! Moreover....... the style of this military uniform is still a woman....... and she is a female Japanese officer? This is completely unscientific!" Bo Fu compared the chest part of the military uniform. When he put the military uniform back on the hanger, he slowly paced to the window, and from the glass window looked down at the back garden, in this Japanese-style garden, there was a middle-aged and elderly man who was concentrating on holding a katana, the old man was wearing a kimono, and on the side kneeling sat another woman in a kendo uniform, and Bo Fu could tell at a glance that this woman was the owner of the military uniform in the room. "It looks good...... But isn't this really the Japanese after the change of germline? Looking at this height and leg shape, it is obvious that it does not look like a Japanese in the thirties and forties. And this appearance is very similar to that of Hatano Sensei.......hehehehe......." Bo Fu licked his lips and smiled slightly.

He didn't look at the books and documents on his desk again—he wasn't an agent, he wasn't interested in intelligence or anything at all, and he didn't think that a Nakasa-level officer would be so amateurish in bringing some classified documents home—although the fact that there were female officers in the Japanese Empire would have subverted the previous notion of Bofu, but it was common sense not to bring classified documents home, right? maybe......

After watching it for a while, the old man exhaled and began to slash at the enemy in the air repeatedly, his sword shining like snow. Bo Fu yawned again and again, this level of sword skills seemed to him to be inferior to his youngest son named Bingzi. Now what Bo Fu needs to pay attention to is how to get rid of all the family without attracting attention from the outside, and by the way, let himself be happy. He walked out of the study and began to patrol along the corridor on the second floor - on the first floor, he had already used his ears to distinguish whether there was anyone, and Bo Fu's ears could hear the sound of breathing and heartbeat....... sure enough, on the second floor, he noticed signs of a human being, "This breathing and heartbeat, as well as the heat-sensing image, is a maid." But there's a young man on the other side, armed with a weapon....... "Bo Fu's nose twitched slightly—he smelled the smell of iron and propellant...... "It's time to do it." ”

Chapter pushes a copy of "The Evil Dragon" because of the trick, so I have to recommend it.,The recent update of the author is quite powerful.

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