For this, Zhao Haihong, Xu Tao and others at this time can only be patient for the time being.

"Hurry up!"

“……”

In this way, these dozen or so apprehensive little devil soldiers were driven by Zhao Haihong and others with guns and shovels into the forest.

Not far away, they chose a wooded land as a burial ground for the burial of these tragic people.

"Hurry up for me, within the specified time, as long as it can't be completed, then I will shoot you directly, you can do it yourself."

After Wang Changfeng said this sentence with a cold face, he directly picked up a shovel, came to the cemetery in front of him, and began to dig.

He believed that these little devil soldiers in front of him would know how to choose.

"Humph!"

“……”

And Zhao Haihong, Xu Guoren and others, after snorting coldly, each took a shovel and began to dig a pit.

Of course, the place they chose happened to surround these dozen little devils in the middle.

They dig the edges, and let these little devil soldiers dig in the middle.

This is also to prevent these little devils from making small moves.

"Hurry!"

"Hurry!"

“…………”

As for the dozen or so little devils at this time, they know each other very well.

They are afraid of death, they don't want to die.

Therefore, driven by the belief that they wanted to live, these dozen little devil soldiers began to urge and get busy.

Time passed, and one by one the graves were dug up.

If it weren't for these dozen little devils, it would never have been possible to be so fast.

Anyway, driven by the belief that they want to live, these dozen little devil soldiers, like crazy, began to dig very hard.

The speed is much faster than Wang Changfeng and others.

Time passed, and most of the days were short, and it just passed.

In the forest, there are more graves.

A big piece, a lot, a lot!

"Oops!"

“……”

At this time, the dozen or so little devil soldiers were completely prostration.

They were so tired that they just lay on the ground and rested.

"Get out of here!"

"Smack!"

“…………”

For this, Niu Dali did not have the slightest politeness.

He scolded directly, picked up the 38 big cover in his hand, and pulled the trigger on the mound on the side.

"Ugh!"

“……”

And the little devil soldiers who heard this, all shivered in unison, and stood up with fear.

At this time, Wang Changfeng walked over, he had a cold face, and said to the dozen or so little devil soldiers: "The Chinese people who will be brutally killed by you, carry them over to me one by one, it's better to be careful." ”

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

“………………”

Hearing Wang Changfeng's words, these dozen or so little devil soldiers had palpitations, and their eyes were all full of fear, bowed down and nodded.

All in all, the dozen or so little devil soldiers at this time have completely lost their previous toughness.

After all, compared to being alive, backbone or something, they don't.

They just want to live.

In order to live, they can give more and can do anything.

In this way, these dozen little devil soldiers began to carry the bodies of the people of Niuhe Village one by one.

Of course, Wang Changfeng, Zhao Haihong and others will not be idle.

They also moved the bodies of the people of Niuhe Village into the grave.

In this way, the bodies of the people who died tragically in Niuhe Village were all put into the grave.

"Rest in peace, people."

Wang Changfeng looked at the graves in front of him and said: "Don't worry, kill your little devils, none of us will turn back, don't go far first, just watch from the sky, and watch us kill all the little devils of the Watanabe Brigade." ”

Wang Changfeng's tone was like ice at this time, and it could make people shudder when they heard it in their hearts.

"Let's get started!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Changfeng turned his head and said to Zhao Haihong.

Then, he looked at the dozen or so little devil soldiers with their heads down: "And you!" ”

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

“…………”

Hearing Wang Changfeng's words, these dozen or so little devil soldiers bowed their heads again, constantly hilarious, as if they were grandsons.

At this time, these dozen little devil soldiers were really scared.

They knew that Wang Changfeng in front of them was already the master of their lives at this time.

If you dare to resist, you will definitely die.

In this way, under the busy work of these dozen little devil soldiers, as well as Zhao Haihong and others, the people who died tragically in Niuhe Village were all buried.

At the same time, a large tombstone that had been made was erected in front of this piece of grave.

This tombstone is a big stone in Niuhe Village, which was brought over by Niu Dali and others.

And, it has been engraved with letters.

Although the font is not good-looking, it can be clearly seen: "The tomb of the whole village of Niuhe Village!" ”

It was carved by the warrior's own hand, and although it was rough, it was sufficient.

"People, you watch, you wait."

Wang Changfeng's face was full of hideous murderous intent, he roared, and directly stretched out his hand, pulled a little devil soldier next to him, pressed his head, and landed on the big tombstone.

"Ahh

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

“……”

And this little devil soldier, after screaming, began to beg for mercy with fear on his face.

"Poof!"

However, Wang Changfeng did not show the slightest mercy.

In the eyes of more than a dozen other little devil soldiers behind him, in horror and fear, Wang Changfeng suddenly pulled out the bayonet on his waist and stabbed it directly into the neck of the screaming little devil.

"Ah...... Gollum ......"

In an instant, the screams of this little devil soldier stopped abruptly.

Instead, there was a gurgling sound, and blood gurgling from his mouth.

"Poof!"

"Zizi!"

Wang Changfeng's face was full of coldness, and he pulled out the bayonet that pierced the little devil's neck.

In an instant, the red column of blood, like a water pump, sprayed out directly.

The big tombstone in front of him was instantly dyed red.

The font on the full, at this moment, is also more eye-catching.

"Huh...... Scold...... Grunt...... Hmmm......"

And this little devil soldier who was caught in Wang Changfeng's hands began a desperate struggle.

However, to no avail.

Death is already doomed, and his life should be the people of Niuhe Village who died tragically.

"Ugh!"

“……”

And the dozen or so little devil soldiers next to him looked cold all over their bodies, and their hearts felt like they were on the edge of the abyss.

The soul is as if it has fallen into the Nine Hells.

They trembled, but they did not dare to say anything, so they could only wait quietly.

Because, their fate was caught in the hands of Wang Changfeng.

Zhao Haihong, Niu Dali and others next to him had a happy look on their faces.

They think that the little devils should be this fate.

"Bang!"

Finally, this little devil soldier was bled out and died.

Originally, Wang Changfeng planned to kill all the remaining little devils and pay tribute to the people who died tragically.

However, at this time, he suddenly had another idea in his heart!

(End of chapter)