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"This annex is enough to be renovated......"

Under the moonlight, Yang Yunfan stood in front of a fortress-like courtyard, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

This courtyard is said to be another courtyard, but the courtyard wall is at least three or four meters high, with barbed wire on it, and the wall is half a meter thick, even if it is bombarded with small howitzers, it may not be able to explode. The most problematic thing is that there are several shooting holes built on this wall.

Ordinary people may not understand the significance of this courtyard wall being built like this, but for a veteran like Yang Yunfan, he can understand the power of this courtyard wall at a glance.

Even if it is an armed police mobile unit, attacking this courtyard, in the absence of heavy weapons, as long as there are a few rifles on the opposite side that can fire in bursts, it can block the attack of a company. Because, you can't call him at all, unless you call in air support.

Of course, the Japanese built the wall so high not to guard it, but to prevent the situation inside the courtyard from being seen by people outside.

"I don't know what this group of Japanese people have done in it, the wall is so high!" Yang Yunfan glanced up at the moonlight, the moonlight was a little hazy, with a trace of fog, I am afraid that there will be either strong winds or heavy rain in the past few days.

With a slight touch of his toes, his body flew up as light as a swallow, and his toes quickly skimmed over the wall, and he jumped into the wall as soon as he turned over.

"Who?"

It's just that he was unlucky, a patrol officer happened to pass by nearby, and he saw a black shadow flashing, and the patrol officer only felt furious. In this dark mountain forest, at night, he couldn't help but be afraid, what the hell?

"Is there a ghost? I guess some critter jumped in. If I don't check, Captain Yamamoto will find something falling in tomorrow and he will definitely scold me. Alas, this damn patrol work, I thought that after retiring from the Self-Defense Forces, I would be able to come to China to make some money...... Forget it, I'm going to check it out......"

Just as the security guard of the Japanese country muttered for a while, and then he was bold enough to carry a flashlight, ready to come over and check it out.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, Yang Yunfan's body burst up, and he pounced like a cheetah, covering the other party's mouth with his big hand.

"Woo, you, who are you?Help, life, help......" The security guard looked at the unfamiliar face in horror and wanted to scream.

"Idiot!"

Yang Yunfan covered his mouth with his big hand, took out the saber from behind his back with his right hand, and wiped it from his throat without hesitation. A bloody arrow splashed from the throat of the security guard, and soon, his body weakened and stopped struggling. Yang Yunfan took a step back, and he automatically fell into the grass, making a slight snapping sound.

"It didn't look like killing you. I have to find death by myself!" Yang Yunfan didn't even look at the corpse of this security guard of the Japanese Kingdom, since he chose to help the abuse, he must have the consciousness of accepting death.

Just as Yang Yunfan was about to lower his body and turn off the security guard's flashlight, not far away, a man wearing a camouflage uniform shouted sternly: "Yaga, Matsumoto, you idiot, what are you doing?"

While scolding, the man ran over.

If nothing else, this man should be Captain Yamamoto in the mouth of the security guard who died just now.

That Captain Yamamoto was burly, serious, and hated lazy soldiers and subordinates who didn't obey orders, and when he saw that his little brother was lazy here, he ran over directly, and raised his hand to give the other party a head and face.

Who knows, as soon as he raised his hand, his hand hadn't hit it yet, but it was in mid-air, and he stopped in amazement.

Because, there was a knife there, which was against his throat, so that he did not dare to move.

"Take me to Kawashima's laboratory! If you're smart, don't struggle......" Yang Yunfan held a flashlight in his other hand and shook it into the grass casually.

The white light swept through the grass, where there happened to be a corpse, motionless, and it seemed that the sound of blood spurting from the arteries could be heard.

"Gollum. Captain Yamamoto swallowed, knowing that he had a tough opponent. I just don't know what the person in front of me is?

Yang Yunfan's Japanese is very authentic, with a strong Tokyo accent. This made Yamamoto feel a bit of trickiness.

His main family, the Ampere family, is a typical imperial tycoon, a mysterious Yin-Yang Dao sect master family. In addition, the Ampere family has had three imperial prime ministers, and a hundred years ago, the Ampere family even married the daughter of a prince of the empire.

In terms of status, the Ampere family can be said to be extremely prosperous in the empire.

However, no matter how large a family is, there must be natural enemies for them!

The Terauchi family!

The Terauchi family is the guardian of the Imperial Bushido, and has been serving as the Imperial Imperial Family's Imperial Kendo Master since 500 years ago, and there are imperial generals such as Kenichi Shogun Terauchi in the family. Since the emergence of these two families, they have been in a state of opposition.

I can speak Japanese, and I sneaked in easily, so I obviously know a lot about the plans of the Ampere family!

"Are you someone sent by the Terauchi family?" a thought flashed through Yamamoto's head, and he blurted out.

Not?

It seems that this Yamamoto's head is not very good!

Yang Yunfan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, he didn't say anything himself, the other party had already pressed this black pot on the family in that temple.

Still, that's good!

"Baga, you don't need to know so much about a minion of your level! Obediently lead the way for Lao Tzu! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill you!" Yang Yunfan snorted coldly, and deliberately adjusted his Japanese pronunciation to make it appear more pure, and the Tokyo accent became more and more harsh in the ears of Yamamoto, an Osaka native.

You pray, don't fall into the hands of Lao Tzu!

Yamamoto couldn't help but clench his fists and couldn't help but swear in his heart.

"Okay, I'll lead the way, please don't kill me, Your Excellency. Yamamoto knew he couldn't escape, so he had to lead the way. He deliberately pretended to be unsteady on his feet, staggered forward, and took this opportunity to quickly glance back at Yang Yunfan, deeply imprinting this person's face in his mind.

However, this man is so ugly!

A flat face with bulging cheekbones, small eyes, a large nose, and a mouth that is open!

Exercise!

Where is this the appearance of the imperial Kwantung people? This is clearly the stick of Goguryeo!

Damn stick! Playing with Uncle Yamamoto!

Looking at Yamamoto's angry appearance, Yang Yunfan touched his face and was very satisfied. This face is the effect of him controlling the muscles on his face and twisting it at will.