At this time, Ye Nanfei suddenly said firmly: "I'll pretend to be my godfather and stay here to attract the people from the Black Dragon Club." Everyone looked at him, and Ye Nanfei said: "I will take responsibility for the trouble I caused. If I make the mistake I made, let me make up for it."

"The person who stays will die." Wang Maoru sighed.

Ye Nanfei knelt in front of Wang Maoru and said, "Godfather, let me do it, please."

"You are begging for death, I won't let you die." Wang Maoru asked Qiao Kanying again, "Is there any other way?"

Qiao Kanying smiled bitterly and said, "Then is there any good way."

Ye Nanfei said: "Godfather, I'm not begging for death, I will definitely be alive. You should know that the most powerful thing in the Swallow Gate is not anything else, but the skill of flying eaves and walls. If I stay, I will definitely be able to escape. You guys can leave quickly."

Wang Maoru bit his lower lip and made a quick decision: "Let's go, you stay."

Ye Nanfei immediately said, "Thank you, godfather." The others sighed in their hearts, staying to attract firepower and kill them.

After confirming the candidate to stay, Qiao Kanying said to everyone: "Everyone quickly change clothes, show off your beard, and, Ye Daxia, you can change your clothes, I will put on makeup for you." He looked at Jiang Weiguang again and smiled bitterly: "This one is..."

"Director of the Transportation Department, Jiang Weiguang." Jiang Weiguang said quickly.

Qiao Kanying said, "I have a set of women's clothes here. Only you are close to your height, so you can pretend to be a woman."

Jiang Weiguang was not vague and immediately changed his clothes. Everyone disguised themselves as drunk guests in less than ten minutes. He pretended to be drunk guests. Ye Nanfei also put on makeup and handed over many singers to play with for his backing. This time everyone only brought pistols and light weapons, and even Dong Huaiqing only had one pistol in his arms. Ye Nanfei placed two pistols under his butt, ready to wait.

Among the rest, Wang Maoru hugged Qiao Kanying, Feng Yinbin hugged Jiang Weiguang, Wuresong pretended to be a Japanese servant and followed everyone, but he was ready to pull out his gun and shoot to attract fire at any time. The five people pretended to be happy to go to another private room near the door to have fun. Dong Huaiqing ran to other places and quietly set off the fire. After a while, the wooden Japanese in Japan was indeed prone to fire, and the raging fire began to burn from the backyard. Many drunkards who were having fun suddenly screamed. Many Japanese in clothes and unclothed clothes fled out.

The Black Dragon Association members who were ambushing outside were mobilizing people, but when the inside was on fire, the guests and the singer shouted and ran out, and there was no chance if they didn't kill in. An elder of the Black Dragon Association immediately ordered that Wang Maoru should be eliminated at all costs, because they didn't know where Wang Maoru was, and asked the Black Dragon Association's ronin to rush in and kill all the bearded ones after they encountered them.

Wang Maoru and others took advantage of the chaos and quickly found the car to take the bus to leave. Dong Huaiqing set the fire and ran in, saying, "Xiao Fei, let's go."

Ye Nanfei said: "I can't leave. If I leave, they will know that their godfather will escape, so I want to stay."

"Everyone is gone."

"Then I can't leave either." Ye Nanfei raised his head and looked at Dong Huaiqing. He said with great firmness: "Brother, go, you go, you protect my godfather for me. I was wrong, I really did something wrong, I was ignorant, I talk nonsense, I want to compensate for the huge mistakes I made. Brother, you go quickly, it's too late for you to go, I want to stay and wait for the people from the Black Dragon Club. I believe that they will never give up until they kill, so I must fight them to the end."

Dong Huaiqing gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Nanfei. Ye Nanfei took out a steel dart from his arms and handed it to him, saying, "When I miss me in the future, I will look at this steel dart. When you teach your disciples in the future, you must tell them my lesson. It's nothing to be arrogant, but you must never be without a door. I am an example, brother, go, go!" Finally, he shouted angrily.

Under the firelight, Dong Huaiqing was reluctant to leave a line of tears and turned around and left. Although he had only been with Ye Nanfei for four months, he really regarded this young man as his younger brother after spending time together. He also knew that Ye Nanfei was a very strong person, and he was a perfectionist, and he did not allow himself to make a slight mistake. In the words of a hundred years later, Ye Nanfei was a perfectionist with obsessive-compulsive disorder. It was precisely because of this that he could reach the pinnacle of the Swallow Sect at the age of seventeen.

Ye Nanfei's words after drinking almost killed Wang Maoru, which gave this extremely proud young man a heavy psychological blow. Ye Nanfei, who was hard and fragile, suddenly hated himself at this moment. The more Wang Maoru did not blame him, the more he felt that he was very wrong. Of course, Wang Maoru was afraid that he could not bear the pressure, but Ye Nanfei, who had obsessive-compulsive disorder, thought that Wang Maoru did not blame him and made him feel uncomfortable than he said. The seventeen-year-old boy was extremely strong and determined to express his loyalty with his own body. He really had a life-and-death ambition.

When the killers of the Japanese Black Dragon Society rushed in, they had already killed seven or eight bearded people. Under the accusation of the two singers, more than thirty black Dragon Society killers rushed to Ye Nanfei's room. Ye Nanfei took out his pistol and shot immediately. After the continuous shooting of the bang bang bang bang, some ronin fell to the ground. Some people shouted: "There is a gun! That person must be Wang Maoru. If you kill him, kill him, the Japanese Empire will be prosperous!"

So more Black Dragon Association members rushed over with samurai swords regardless of their safety. The two pistols had only fourteen bullets. Ye Nanfei was not good at using guns. After all, Ye Nanfei rushed out immediately and shot steel darts in his hand. After a while, seven or eight Japanese wastes fell to the ground. However, a Japanese waste who was shot suddenly climbed up from the ground and slashed Ye Nanfei with one knife. With a "ding" sound, Ye Nanfei's steel dart armor blocked the disaster for him. Ye Nanfei quickly opened the distance from the people on the ground. At this time, a large number of Black Dragon Association ronin came to support him, including more than 30 high school students from Tokyo, Japan, who were also fooled in samurai uniforms and were fooled to assassinate Wang Maoru.

Ye Nanfei fought and retreated. In a short while, more than 40 casualties were under his steel dart, but he could not get out. The main entrance was surrounded by the black dragon club, and the backyard and both sides were on fire. Ye Nanfei suddenly used his steel dart to kill the Japanese who dared to rush in, but he couldn't get out either.

What should I do now? Ye Nanfei gritted his teeth and made up his mind to rush to the main gate. However, when he arrived at the main gate, he heard a gunshot, and the Black Dragon Association also started to fire his gun.

A killer from the Japanese Black Dragon Society shouted: "He is so powerful, we can't kill him."

"If you can't kill him, burn him to death. If you can't kill him, he will definitely die."

"The fire brigade is here."

"Bastard, Zuo Jian, you go and delay the fire brigade and must kill Wang Maoru."

"I suspect it's not Wang Maoru, who doesn't have such good skills."

"No, as far as I know, Wang Maoru was young, and he was once called the Swordsman. Don't underestimate Wang Maoru's personal abilities. He is a civil and military genius."

However, as the official Tokyo Fire Brigade, people cannot listen to the orders of the social organization Black Dragon Association. At this time, the Black Dragon Association is equivalent to the Yamaguchi Group in later generations. It is an illegal underworld organization. How can the fire brigade listen to them? However, there are too many people in the Black Dragon Association, and the fire brigade wants to go but cannot rush over. In the end, the Black Dragon will be afraid that the fire will be too big to cause the Tokyo fire, so it demands that the fires around the tavern can be put out, leaving the tavern to burn, and our Black Dragon will compensate the tavern for the losses.

Ye Nanfei saw that the fire brigade was also blocked by the black dragon, so he could only smile bitterly. He inserted the steel dart in his hand into the soil, sighed, and said, "Your fault, Ye Nanfei, Ye Nanfei, what wine do you drink, what are you talking nonsense? If it weren't for you, if it weren't for your godfather, would Xiushuai be in danger today? You, you are so shameless, you." Then he turned around, looked at the burning fire, and suddenly recalled a song.

The voice sang: "The wind and rain of five thousand years have hidden many dreams. The yellow face and black eyes remained the same as a smile. The eight thousand miles of mountains, rivers and mountains are like a song. No matter where you come from, you will go, the same tears and pain. The past sufferings are left in our hearts. The same blood and seeds, we will explore the future together..." After singing, he cursed: "Little Japan, I fuck your ancestors!" After saying that, Ye Nanfei turned around and threw himself into the raging fire.

Dong Huaiqing in the crowd gritted his teeth and burst into tears. He finished listening to this death song, but after hearing him cursing, he lost his voice and knew that he must have committed suicide. He was so sad that he held his hands tightly, and his lips were bitten through and bleeding.

Japanese have heard this song. It was "created" by Chinese general Wang Maoru in 1915. Soon this song was popular among Chinese people and East Asia, and Japanese have naturally heard this song. Moreover, Chinese students studying in Japan must sing this song whenever they gather together to commemorate their identity. Chinese overseas also regard this song as an educational song, teaching themselves and their children not to forget their identities and that they are Chinese.

Therefore, when Ye Nanfei sang this song, hundreds of people standing outside understood what it meant. There was a Chinese who was about to be burned to death. The Black Dragon would definitely kill this Chinese.

The tragic songs herald the tragic ending. The Chinese trapped in the fire died. He killed twenty-one Japanese black dragon killers and killed thirty-seven people, but he did not escape from the fire cage, or it could be said that he did not escape from the cage he gave himself to himself.
Chapter completed!