This guy named Ozawa Hanao is the only living mouth left by Lu Yuan, but Ozawa Hanao who was fixed in the chair by the rope didn't know this, hearing Lu Yuan's voice, Ozawa Hanao wanted to act like a tough guy, but he didn't want to be directly punched in the chest by Lu Yuan, and all the words that Ozawa Hanao wanted to say were held in his throat.

"To say or not to say? Are you Japanese always so hard-mouthed? Boom! The fist hit his face again, but apart from raising his eyelids, Hanao Ozawa, who was already powerless to resist, didn't seem to have any reaction, if it weren't for the fact that his heart was still beating, maybe he would be no different from a dead man at this time.

What Geneva Treaty stipulates to give preferential treatment to prisoners of war, this kind of thing, Lu Yuan is just farting, when will the so-called democratic treaty planned by the capitalist countries have to become the target of the invaded country to patrol. Using special means to force intelligence, this is not a problem for Lu Yuan. And when facing the Japanese, Lu Yuan thought that there seemed to be no better way than to torture them.

Ozawa Hanao seemed to be able to bear it, and after a few minutes, Lu Yuan was almost pinching his nose and lighting a cigarette, and the pungent smell of blood in the room emanated from the bloody Japanese soldier and made people frown. Lu Yuan smoked a cigarette, but his eyes were revealing a fierce look at Ozawa Hanao, these damn Japanese, from the inside out, exuded a nasty smell all over their bodies, if they didn't want to know something, they would never let this Japanese live until now.

When Lu Yuan's voice fell into his ears again, Ozawa Hanao's consciousness began to wake up a little, "Phew! Damn China, can you wipe your mouth a little cleaner! Ozawa Hanao, who was in high spirits, glanced at Lu Yuan coldly, except for the two eyes that he could see that he was alive, there was no expression on his face except for bloodstains.

"You're brave, Japanese, but it's not good for you, just tell me what I want to know, and I can let you out, and even give you a lot of money, enough to keep you food and clothing for the rest of your life." Lu Yuan was not angry at all because of Ozawa Hanao's insults, but leaned over to look at Ozawa Hanao with great interest, and his mouth learned the tone of the Japanese when they bought traitors in the movie, and said to Ozawa Hanao with an extremely disdainful expression.

Ozawa Hanao still wanted to scold, but unexpectedly, Lu Yuan, who had been carrying it behind him, suddenly stretched out and stabbed the short knife in his hand into Ozawa Hanao's right leg like lightning. "Hmm" Hanao Ozawa, whose mouth was covered, suddenly looked like a shrimp that had only been fished ashore, struggling to twist his body on the floor, if it wasn't for Lu Yuan forcibly pressing the other party, maybe Hanao Ozawa would have jumped up from the ground because of pain. "How's it going? Do you want to say it? Lu Yuan, who twisted the handle of the knife vigorously, leaned in front of Ozawa Hanao and smiled fiercely.

Hanao Ozawa, who endured the severe pain, couldn't help but hint in his heart that he wanted to hold on, but his body could not withstand the blade, and it was impossible for Hanao Ozawa to ignore the pain. After Lu Yuan pulled the short knife out of Ozawa Hanao's body for the third time, Ozawa Hanao, who had always behaved like a tough guy, finally collapsed, and then under Lu Yuan's continuous drinking and questioning, Ozawa Hanao told Lu Yuan everything he knew.

"Hehe, it's really a trap, there are masters in the little devils." Lu Yuan's last knife stabbed deeply into Ozawa Hanao's heart, and after Ozawa Hanao spit out his last breath and didn't breathe, Lu Yuan, whose hands were covered with blood, slowly got up and stood up. Through Ozawa Hanao's confession, Lu Yuan already knew something about this trap set by the Japanese army, although Lu Yuan did not know all the details of this trap, but at least Lu Yuan already knew a rough idea.

Washing away the blood stains on his hands in Hanao Ozawa's room, Lu Yuan not only arranged * under the corpse as usual, but also took away the Japanese-style sniper rifle in the room. Returning to his room downstairs, Lu Yuan once again opened the full-view map, in the full-view map, Lu Yuan could not only know the other hidden Japanese gunners and action teams around here, but also see the exact location of Xu Huanshan. Confirming that Xu Huanshan was still in the tavern over there, he saw that Lu Yuan, who was still early, made himself a pot of tea, and the aroma of the tea made Lu Yuan's mood gradually calm down.

Time passed slowly in Lu Yuan's melancholy and waiting, until after nine o'clock, there was a sudden movement in the street outside Lu Yuan's apartment, and a group of Japanese soldiers suddenly blocked the street in front. To be precise, Lu Yuan was awakened by the roar of the three-wheeled motorcycles driven by the Japanese army in the street, and he almost lost this opportunity when he entered a meditative state. Lu Yuan, who walked to the edge of the windowsill, stood sideways on the side of the window facing the street, looking out at the street through the gaps in the flower pots on the windowsill, Lu Yuan originally wanted to close the curtains, but when he thought about it, it would be daytime, who would close the curtains in the daytime.

In order not to arouse the ideas of the Japanese army and the secret agents, Lu Yuan informed Xu Huanshan to put a lot of flower pots on the windowsill in advance, and now it seems that using flower pots as a cover will not be bad. The gendarmerie troops began to block the street entrance, which showed that the main owner was almost coming, and when Lu Yuan observed the situation at the street entrance, the military commander and the assassins of the underground party were also making final preparations. Lu Yuan only knew that there were military commanders and underground party members who wanted to assassinate the so-called Japanese emperor's special envoy today, but he didn't know where these people were hiding, and Xu Huanshan didn't tell Lu Yuan at all.

A group of civilians holding Sino-Japanese goodwill slogans walked through the streets, and Lu Yuan secretly spat with disdain, these are not ordinary Shanghai citizens, but the families of traitors or plainclothes spies, they are one of the props used to set off the atmosphere at that time. As a matter of fact, after the military commanders began to assassinate the Japanese puppet high-level in a competitive manner, such a welcoming procession organized specifically for activities had to pass the strict examination and screening of the Japanese military police, and those who could stand there waving small flags were the families of traitors.

After the welcoming procession of more than 100 people passed, the inventory at the street entrance seemed to be more rigorous, and many shops along the street had to be inspected by the Japanese army. However, Lu Yuan could clearly see on the full-view map that the shops with red dots were not searched by the Japanese army. It seems that thanks to the three guys upstairs, no Japanese soldiers came in the apartment building where Lu Yuan was, including the tavern where Xu Huanshan was.

The time pushed to 10 o'clock little by little, and just when Lu Yuan arrived at the third cup of tea, there was a sudden noise in the street outside. Several three-wheeled motorcycles that opened the road in front of them slowly drove into the street, and then appeared in Lu Yuancheng's three black cars, and behind the sedans, there were also two military trucks, Lu Yuan knew that the trucks were pulling dozens of Japanese military policemen.

The target had appeared, but Lu Yuan had no intention of shooting, not only did he continue to hold the teacup, but the assault rifle that had already been loaded was still on the table. "Boom... Boom..."Lu Yuan didn't make a move, it didn't mean that others wouldn't make a move, just when the three black cars drove into the street for only a dozen meters, there were continuous * flying out of the buildings on the side of the street, and the first thing that was shrouded in fireworks was the three cars.

"Ahem, I still can't hold my breath." The sudden sound of continuous explosions outside the window made Lu Yuan have to put down the teacup in his hand, came to the window and looked outside a few times, Lu Yuan, who was full of impatience, had to return to the table, first hung the assault rifle on the gun belt, and then carefully put on his steel helmet and skull armor. After all the equipment was stopped, Lu Yuan went out and went up the stairs to the rooftop platform with the dense gunfire of fried beans in the street outside.

In the street full of gunsmoke, there were already gunshots, Lu Yuan leaned on the eaves and glanced down casually a few times, then took out the * from the storage space, and took an explosive crossbow arrow and shot towards the black car that was forced to stop. Before the Japanese troops in the street could react, Lu Yuan on the roof shot two crossbow arrows in a row, completely turning the three black cars in the street into a ball of fire.

Seeing that the three sedans turned into big fireballs in a row, the assassin captain immediately sent a signal to call his team members to prepare to retreat, but they never expected that a large number of Japanese troops had already been ambushed on both sides of the street, and they could not leave. "Fight with them." They couldn't leave left and right, and the assassins trapped here simply prepared to fight to the death with the Japanese army.

"Boom" was accompanied by a loud bang, a large puff of dust suddenly rose from the side of the street, and a large hole was suddenly blown open in the back wall of a store, and Lu Yuan, who was holding an assault rifle, appeared at the entrance of the hole, and waved his arms vigorously at these assassins who planned to fight to the death. "Come over here, I'm here to save you." Shouting at the other party, Lu Yuan took out a Han flag and stood on the side of the street, as soon as the Han flag came out, these assassins who were already in a group immediately understood, and then immediately followed Lu Yuan's instructions and rushed directly through the street into the store behind Lu Yuan.

"You go out of here, go straight through a street corner, turn left, and after 20 meters you're into a small alley. Once you've crossed the alley, you'll find a black sedan parked on the side of the road, put all your weapons in the car, and you'll just break up and walk apart. Lu Yuan threw himself into the streets on both sides of the shop*, and then told these assassins the retreat route he had drawn up, as for himself, how could he let go of the opportunity to beat the Japanese soldiers so well.