The young man's face suddenly changed. He looked at the clever ghost gritting his teeth, but forced himself to resist the urge to take action.

"As long as Taijun has a flower girl, I will definitely send it here." The young ninja answered angrily and pretended to be smiling.

"Yoxi, you are indeed a great good citizen. Let's go, the Imperial Army loves you good citizens very much." The sergeant nodded with satisfaction when he heard the conversation.

The clever ghost was relieved when he saw the carriage walking into the city gate. The clever ghost on the carriage did see it. But the clever ghost who had been human for two lives suddenly began to feel a little disgusted with his previous life. Why did he feel this way? He didn't know.

Just as the clever ghost turned around and wanted to continue to cater to the military commander, I suddenly heard gunshots coming from the county town.

The clever ghost stopped and felt a little sad. Didn’t he go in so fast? Could it be that those people really exist like legendary gods!

"Baga!" The sergeant's reaction was very fierce. He pulled out his command knife angrily, and the city gate was also closed by well-trained Japanese soldiers at this time. Two machine guns were neatly placed at the city gate.

Alarms sounded everywhere in the county town.

The clever ghost was very scared! He hid behind the military commander: "Taijun, yes, the Eighth Route Army! The Eighth Route Army has entered the city!"

"Baga! Liu Sang, why are you still here? Go and take the imperial army to destroy them." The military officer waved a squad of Japanese soldiers who commanded the sword and followed him to the streets of the county town. The clever ghost was forced to walk to the front with a bayonet.

Boom! Another violent explosion, thick black smoke rose from the Zhu family compound in the county. Then the fire almost instantly dyed the daylight red.

"Taijun! Taijun! The Eighth Route Army is here, Captain Wang of the plainclothes team is dead in battle! Taijun!" More than a dozen plainclothes spies ran in a panic from the direction of the explosion and cried. It looked like a beaten dog, coming back to find comfort for his master.

"Baga! Death, dying!" Cao was so angry that he was like a mad dog, but he had nowhere to vent. He saw a clever ghost in a blink of an eye and deleted it with his turn. "Chinese people, your conscience is very bad!"

The clever ghost was startled and hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Taijun, Taijun, I am not the Eighth Route Army. One of my Taijun's dogs is one of the big ones!"

The samurai sword of the sergeant stayed in the air for a few seconds, and the mystery was put down, "Liu Sang, it's time to show your loyalty to the Imperial Army. Now you are rushing up with these plainclothes teams. As long as you drive away the Eighth Route Army, you will be the captain of the plainclothes team in the future."

The clever ghost's heart skipped a beat. This time it was not afraid of being fake. If the clever ghost was not afraid of death, it would not be considered a translator. Now it is actually going to fight with the Eighth Route Army with a gun! The clever ghost's legs are trembling.

However, when the bayonet with a cold light shining behind him gently pressed against his back, a trace of pain came. The clever ghost gritted his teeth, took out the turtle box from his waist, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, Liu Ergou's life belongs to the Imperial Army. Go with me to drive away the Eighth Route Army. The Imperial Army will not treat us unfairly. Everyone fights with me!"

The clever guy rushed out first, but the dozen plainclothes behind him had already been scared. If it weren't for the imperial army behind him, no one would have followed him with a bayonet on his back. Even though he followed him, he would have just jogged for a few steps.

The clever ghost ran very quickly, and kept shouting in front of him, like a madman, because the clever ghost knew that the gunshots behind him would sound if he ran slower. Now only hope and the young man entering the city could recognize the name of a dog he had surrounded him.

As a result, the distance between the clever ghost and the team behind him became farther and farther. Even the sergeant who followed him sighed: "Liu Sang is indeed a friend of the Imperial Army."

Bang! A muffled sound. This was the gunshot of the 38th Gat. The bullet penetrated through the clever ghost's arm. The clever ghost hit the ground and rolled in the corner of the street and simply pretended to be dead.

"Bagya Deer! It's time to be loyal to the Imperial Army, rush!" The sergeant Hong glanced at the clever ghost who was lying in the distance. He rushed up like a wild beast.

"Bang bang bang!" Sudden gunfire sounded, and the dozen plainclothes who were first driven in front were all shot in their eyebrows, and they rolled and fell to the ground one by one. One fell by chance by the clever ghost.

The clever ghost looked at him with a squinted look and suddenly shivered. What a powerful shooting skills, it seems that the other party is merciless to him.

The Japanese soldiers led by the sergeant quickly used the favorable terrain to make simple bunkers on the spot, set up machine guns and small steel cannons, and the direction of the gunfire was an indiscriminate strafing and attack.

Smoke and dust were everywhere, and countless firelights were accompanied by explosions like firecrackers. Most of the streets not far away collapsed instantly. The rubble of the buildings was splashed, some of which were still covered with blood. Thrilling howls were mixed with men, women and children. It was obvious that the people in this house were the first to suffer a blow.

Hahahahahaha. The sergeant seemed to have heard the most beautiful music in the world. He laughed to the sky, and his bloodthirsty eyes narrowed slightly comfortably.

The clever ghost suddenly felt a strong guilt. The military officer was a demon in the eyes of the clever ghost, and he was the demon's lackey. Facing the helpless cry of the villagers in the village, the clever ghost felt a place in his chest that was causing a faint pain.

"Ah! Damn it! I'll fight you!" A thirty-year-old man, with a dark face, thick and beautiful face, and his hatred eyes shining and twisting his face. At this time, he was completely dysfunctional, holding the explosive bag, jumped down from the nearby roof, and rushed directly to the sergeant.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!" The man was trembling as if he was hit by a hammer in his chest, but he still did not fall down. He almost exceeded his physiological limit and moved forward with difficulty.

"Baga! The sergeant rushed up with red eyes, holding the samurai sword in his hand flat, piercing into the strong man's chest. Blood splattered on the sergeant's face. Cao Zhen smiled and licked the blood with his tongue. His eyes were filled with excitement.

The strong man's eyes were still full of hatred, but at this moment there was a little unwillingness. One hand was hanging down but he held it tightly in his hand with the last strength. The other hand was slowly raised, and the blood was still stretched towards the sergeant's neck.

"Baga!" The military officer twisted his body and swung the samurai sword along an arcuate track on the body of the Han.

The man could no longer support his body, and was driven by the samurai sword and rotated on the spot, and the explosive pack in his hand flew out.

This unyielding man fell down with reluctance. In addition to hatred, there was also such a strong sense of reluctance in his eyes. He was just a little bit short of it, just a little bit short of it. Unfortunately, he was often so short of it in the world.

The sergeant swayed the samurai sword proudly. The Japanese soldiers behind him had already rushed forward to arrange simple bunkers around the sergeant. In this bunker, Jilin ghosts were less than two meters away.

The explosive pack was almost right in front of the clever ghost's hand. The clever ghost didn't hold it, but just stared blankly. This man knew Xu Shigang! In his previous life, this man tied himself up to the people on the podium, and read out his twenty crimes in public. It was also the man who executed the shot.

But now when this person dies in front of him, he still dies in such a tragic way. The clever ghosts do not have the slightest joy of revenge or gloating. Some are just a little guilty, while others are just angry about their cowardice.

"Captain! Another heart-wrenching roar. A dozen young men in ragged clothes suddenly rushed out of the alley opposite. They even had anger with their suggestion weapons. They poked their heads out of fearlessness and shot at them.

Dada! ~ Boom, boom! The Japanese soldiers' counterattack directly caused these people to fall into the sea of ​​fire!

The clever ghost could no longer hold it back, so he reached out to pick up the explosive bag, pulled the guide and the fire, and threw it into the Japanese bunker with all his strength.

"Well! I'm also a descendant of Yan Huang!" The clever ghost stood up and ignored his injured arm, and seemed righteous at this moment. From the time when I had memories, the clever ghost had not stood so straight as the rocker was at this moment. He had never shouted this sentence with confidence!

When this sentence was expressed, the clever ghost was relieved. The clever ghost was always afraid of death. Because of the fear of death, the clever ghost was willing to do anything as long as he could live. In the past life, the clever ghost was a lackey, and found a daughter for the devil to harm the people. In order to live, he helped catch the red elements and slaughter his compatriots with these devils to live.

At that time, the clever ghost never felt that he was wrong, but only had a kind of contempt.

Only when you can live and live well in this world can you be qualified to obtain it. Those fools who can’t even eat enough to eat are not qualified to live. This is the clever motto and his code of action.

But this principle seems so ridiculous today. Now it seems that people still have to stand, stand up straight before they can be considered a living person.

The clever ghost enjoyed the feeling of this moment and finally felt that he was alive and alive. It was not like a lackey waving his tail and begging for mercy, or a walking corpse or a gangster!

The explosive bag was thrown into the Japanese bunker. The clever ghost stood like this. He smiled and looked at the fireworks coming out of the explosive bag. He completely forgot to hide. Because at this moment, the clever ghost saw the demon's terrified eyes and saw his pants wet unconsciously!

Bad Bushido! This is the last thought of the clever one.

"Look down!" With a reminder, a loud bang was followed by a loud bang.

The clever ghost felt fear. In fact, it was not that he was not afraid of death suddenly, but that he just forgot for a moment. There are many things in this world that make people forget their own life and death, and the birth of a hero is often in a moment.
Chapter completed!