Before the passers-by a few meters away came back to their senses, the shell gun in Tang Cheng's hand suddenly spit out a tongue of fire and rushed towards the passers-by, and the shell gun that was transferred to the repeating turntable fired all 20 bullets in the magazine with only one burst. "Click" The shell gun in Tang Cheng's hand fell to the ground, and the M1911 was nested in his hand again, and the cautious Tang Cheng was also ready to use the M199 to replenish the guns of the passers-by who fell in a pool of blood.

The 20 bullets fired in a fan shape put the passers-by who were still holding cigarettes in their hands in a pool of blood, and the fleshy guy who showed Tang Cheng the way was still out of breath, and the bullet only hit him in the back. "Who the hell are you?" The people who love shell guns in the whole world are Chinese bandits and bandits, but the M1911 in Zhao Zhi's hand is not something that ordinary people can have.

Tang Cheng looked like he was no more than a teenager, a young man of this age would never be an officer in the regular army, but the M1911 in Tang Cheng's hand was a pistol that only middle- and high-ranking officers in the Chinese army were qualified to wear. "Are you asking me? Tell me first, who are you? After checking the passers-by who had been shot and fell, and making sure that only the meaty guy in front of him was still alive, Tang Cheng waved his hand and beckoned Jiujin to come over and drag the body into the grass on the side of the road.

Glancing at the man with clenched teeth, Tang Cheng, who squatted down, began to rummage through the pockets of those corpses, all the things were piled up into a small pile by Tang Cheng on the ground, and Tang Cheng even ripped off their clothes and shoes after the end. Tang Cheng did this to confirm that his inference was correct, but the man who spat blood didn't think so, and spurted out two mouthfuls of blood in a row, and the man who was consciously breathing more comfortably scolded sharply, "What are you doing?" Why should even the corpse be humiliated? ”

"Humiliation? It doesn't seem to be, just to confirm something. Tang Cheng said with a smile in Japanese, the standard Kyoto accent stunned the man who was struggling to writhe on the ground, he couldn't think of a young man who looked like he was only a teenager and could speak Japanese fluently. Don't guess, tell me what you are, right? If you answer my question, I guarantee that these friends of yours will be buried with dignity, otherwise you and your friends will have to be thrown into the field to feed the wild dogs, and I don't think your Amaterasu would ever want to see such a thing happen. ”

Tang Cheng's fluent Japanese not only stunned the man who was still alive, but even Jiujin who came to help was stunned, but Jiujin only shook his head and returned to normal, a person who avenged his village would definitely not be a bad person. Tang Cheng naturally didn't make Jiujin has already classified himself into the category of good people, at this time he was busy talking to the man, as for what Jiujin thought, Tang Cheng didn't have time to deal with it.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Seeing that Jiujin dragged the corpses of all the passers-by who had been stripped into bare pigs to the field, Tang Cheng lit a cigarette for the man with blood on the corner of his mouth and handed it over. The bullet should have hit the lobe of the man's lungs, and when the man spoke and smoked, there would be blood lines flowing out of the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't live like this. "Don't come to China again in the next life, stay in your own home." A gunshot rang out, and a bullet hole appeared in the forehead of the man with a cigarette in his mouth, and from the back of his head splattered out of the blood and brains that covered the dirt.

"It's nothing, it's a few Japanese soldiers pretending to be refugees, the same group of Japanese soldiers who ran to their village in Jiujin to kill." Carrying those things on the ground with his clothes, Tang Cheng returned to the cart with nine catties, and in the face of the concerned gaze of the old man surnamed Wu, Tang Cheng just said a few words lightly to bring the matter over. The passers-by who were identified by Jiujin were all Japanese soldiers, and they were forward scouts belonging to Hashimoto's detachment, and they killed people in the village where Jiujin lived, mainly to get enough clothes and food.

Tang Cheng didn't know what the Hashimoto detachment of the Japanese army was doing, but it would not be a simple matter for the Japanese army to send an entire detachment to pretend to be Chinese on such a large scale. The bag of things wrapped in clothes was thrown by Tang Cheng in the corner of the cart, the little girl slept soundly in the old woman's arms, Tang Cheng's shooting just now didn't wake her up, "These are bullet casings, it's useless, let's hurry up." After taking the bullet casings handed by Jiujin and throwing them into the weeds on the side of the road, Tang Cheng turned over on the donkey and urged Jiujin to rush on the road.

Maybe it was because she saw Tang Cheng shooting those passers-by just now, and the old woman holding the little girl looked at Tang Cheng with a little dodgy, but Tang Cheng didn't care at all. As long as this family of three is sent to Nanjing smoothly, he has nothing to do with them, what others think is someone else's business, Tang Cheng himself feels that he has a clear conscience. Tang Cheng, who was riding on the back of a donkey, was a little absent-minded, and the same was true for Jiujin who was sitting on the wheel to catch the car, Tang Cheng really thought about what the Japanese soldier said to him just now, but Jiujin was worried that Tang Cheng would not continue to take him with him after he arrived in Nanjing.

At first, when the old man surnamed Wu said to Jiujin that Tang Cheng was stupid for Japanese soldiers, Jiujin thought that it was the old man surnamed Wu who was bragging, but later when he saw Tang Cheng covered in blood and holding a gun, Jiujin chose to believe what the old man said for no reason. Recognizing those people wearing the clothes of relatives and friends in their village, all Jiujin can think of is to fight with his own life, killing one is enough to kill two to earn one, those Japanese can kill the entire village, should not be idle.

What Jiujin didn't expect was that Tang Cheng would suddenly burst out and kill people, and he killed all the Japanese he recognized in one look. The whole village died, a full 72 people, Jiujin wanted to avenge them, but he knew that Lu Dao could not rely only on the short knife pinned to his waist, so he wanted to follow Tang Cheng to learn how to use a gun. Jiujin had just seen Tang Cheng wrap a few short guns into that piece of clothing, he already had two short guns himself, and he shouldn't have left those short guns wrapped in his clothes.

Tang Cheng, who was riding on the back of a donkey, once again remembered those people in the Second Company, if Xie Bo and Liu Goat were here, they must have known what the Hashimoto detachment was doing, and they also knew what those Japanese soldiers were disguised as Chinese civilians for. Turning his head to look at the little girl who had woken up at some point, Tang Cheng, who had given the little girl a smile, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, seemingly playing with the little girl very leisurely and grimacing.

Walking further, sporadic refugees began to appear, not far away, the refugees they met in Tang Cheng had begun to show signs of gathering, beckoning Jiujin not to take care of these refugees, Tang Cheng and Jiujin each carried a big wooden stick to be vigilant against the ill-intentioned people among these refugees. "We can't stop, now the Japanese soldiers don't dare to appear openly, they are still safe, they are all people with hands and feet, and we can't help them for a lifetime." Seeing that there were children among the refugees, the kind-hearted old woman wanted to take out the food in the small bag to help them, but was stopped by Tang Cheng.

"I know that you are always kind-hearted, but have you forgotten the time when Xiaoguo'er was hungry and only cried in the woods? These children are following their relatives, and they are not children of poor families in their clothes, so why do you still want to go your own way, then let's separate here, the cart is for you, and I will ride a donkey. Seeing that the old woman didn't listen to persuasion, the old man surnamed Wu also seemed to have the intention of helping, Tang Cheng had no choice but to say it more heavily, believing that as long as the old couple was not a fool, they would definitely make the right choice.

The opposite happened, Tang Cheng had already threatened the old couple with a parting of ways, but the old woman still ignored Tang Cheng's obstruction, insisted on giving the nine catties of food from the village to the children, and even let the children get into the carriage. "Okay, let's block the separation here, anyway, there are more people on the avenue, and Jiujin said that there will be villages and towns along the way." Blocking the retention of the old man surnamed Wu, Tang Cheng took back the bag of things from the carriage and led his donkey away slowly.

"Xiao Tang, we didn't mean that, even if you want to leave, at least you have to listen to what I say before leaving." Seeing that Tang Cheng insisted on leaving, the old man surnamed Wu reached out and grabbed Tang Cheng's sleeve. Tang Cheng didn't stop, just smiled and shook his head at the old man surnamed Wu, from the moment he came out of the murder in the grave bag with a bloodstain, Tang Cheng had already noticed the kind of eyes of the old woman and the little girl who were secretly looking at him, that kind of strange and wary eyes made Tang Cheng feel a double blow, and he couldn't imagine that the person he tried to protect would actually look at him with strange and wary eyes.

"Old man, to be honest, I don't want to go to Nanjing at all, some of these people will definitely go to Nanjing, you can go with them, and the sooner you arrive in Nanjing, you can meet your family earlier." Tang Cheng waved at the little girl who was hiding behind the old woman and peeking at him, leading his donkey and leaving.

"I'll go with you, I'll go wherever you go, I'll do anything, and I can be a helper for you." Tang Cheng was stopped again, this time by an honest-looking nine catties. Ignoring the old woman's obstruction, Jiujin was determined to leave with Tang Cheng, and Tang Cheng naturally knew what Jiujin had to follow him for. But now I want to go in the direction of Sichuan, and I may not meet Japanese soldiers along the way, and besides, there are only two of them, in case I encounter prepared Japanese soldiers, they are not enough for the Japanese to kill.

"Big bird, big bird" A child in the carriage smiled and pointed to the sky and shouted, Tang Cheng, who was stopped by nine catties, subconsciously looked up at the sky, and there was more than one black shadow that was laughed at by the child and called the big bird, as the roar reached Tang Cheng's ears, the "big bird" in the sky became bigger and bigger, until Tang Cheng recognized that it was an airplane. "Spread out, get down, it's the plane, the plane is coming." Tang Cheng grabbed the little girl from the carriage and threw it into Jiujin's arms, and then carried the bag of things and beckoned the old couple to run under the roadbed.