Zhang Shouren learned a little Japanese when he was young, and occasionally he could understand what these uninvited guests were saying. One word they kept repeating is:

Yamaguchi Group.

As for Yamaguchi Group, it is very famous. When you mention this name, you will think of a ferocious Japanese man with a look of a wolf, and a large area of ​​tattoos and a broken little finger.

When the state machine gradually disappeared in the face of this disaster, these spontaneously organized gangs among the civilians seemed extremely active. They had enough manpower, and perhaps the Japanese zombies had been wiped out at this time, so these Japanese people made time to start occupying other countries.

Zhang Shouren was locked in the basement, with his hands and feet tied tightly. Now he only felt sorry for the beer he had accumulated. Those golden beers were undoubtedly liquid gold for the current situation.

But sooner or later, these Japanese beasts will be drunk all over!

No matter how these beasts evolve, they cannot change their nature of aggression.

Ye Ting came to Zhang Shouren at this time and said, "Uncle Zhang, we have to find a way to run out!"

Zhang Shouren also shook his head and said, "What can I do? My hands and feet are tied tightly! Besides, I am not that kind of force, so how can I run out!"

At this moment, Ye Ting suddenly broke away his hands and the rope suddenly dispersed.

Zhang Shouren looked surprised and couldn't help asking: "Xiao Yezi, how did you do it?"

A silver dagger suddenly appeared in Ye Ting's hand. The dagger was no more than three inches and was thin and thin.

While cutting the rope for Zhang Shouren, he said, "At this time, Grandpa Chen made it for me. It was a small mechanism hidden in his sleeve. When he wanted to use it, he would hold it in his mouth and cut the rope a little bit. It was prepared for this situation at the beginning."

After cutting the rope on Zhang Shouren's body, he came to Old Chen again and cut the rope on his body with a blade.

There were only three of them locked up in the dungeon. As for the soldiers of the Hungry Wolf Group, they are now locked in the room outside, and I don’t know what the specific situation is.

Ye Ting wanted to run out at this time, but it was really a difficult task to take a weak middle-aged uncle and a gray-haired old man.

The combination of these three people is most appropriate to describe it as the old, weak, sick and disabled.

At this time, Ye Ting picked up the rope on the ground again, pretended to wrap it around his hands again, pretending to be tied tightly, and jumped along the stairs to the basement door.

He knocked on the door with his hands and made a tender voice: "Ah! I want to pee! Let me out quickly! I want to pee!"

After thirty seconds, the people at the door were probably hesitating, but they still opened the door. The light outside shone into the basement again, and Ye Ting was dizzy.

But he still muttered something and said, "I want to pee!" and then covered his little brother with his tightly tied hands.

Gradually adapting to the light, I opened my eyes slightly, and found that there was only one guard at the door, a small man in black military uniform, and I felt very happy.

At this time, the Japanese kept muttering, but he could still hear a little gentleness from his tone. Maybe he felt that Ye Ting was still a child and would not pose a threat to him.

He pulled Ye Ting out and then locked the door outside.

Then he held a gun in his hand and gestured, asking Ye Ting to follow him and prepare to take him to pee.

The Japanese soldier had just turned his head and turned his back to him, and he saw a cold light in Ye Ting's eyes, and the rope that was originally wrapped around his hands and feet fell down.

The Japanese soldier also heard the movement, but it was too late. Ye Ting jumped like a little monkey, jumped on his back, and pressed the hidden dagger in his hand against his throat.

He stabbed inside hard, then cut it, and blood was splattered everywhere. The dagger was overwhelmed and broke into his body. The Japanese soldier opened his eyes in horror, feeling his life was lost little by little from his body.

This was Ye Ting's first murder. He also followed the method Yuan Cheng taught in class. The first knife would always stab the artery! He stabbed horizontally, cut off his trachea and vocal cords, so that the enemy could not yell.

The man fell to the ground in a short while, covering his wound with his hands, but he still couldn't stop it, and the blood kept gushing out of his body.

His body was constantly twisting like a bug scalded by boiling water.

Ye Tingyuan didn't expect that his first actual battle would be so successful, but a fear surged in his heart. He was still a child after all. Looking at the eyes of the Japanese soldier who died tragically, he was afraid that he would become a ghost and would come to take his life tonight.

Looking at his bloody hands, laughing at himself for being timid, there are still ghosts there now.

Living people are ghosts.

Ye Ting regained some rationality and took off the weapons on the Japanese soldier. He had a rifle, two pistols, three magazines, and a saber tied to his calf.

He didn't let it go, and took it all over and put it on his body.

Then I went to the basement door and opened it. I saw Zhang Shouren and Mr. Chen waiting at the door early.

They looked at Ye Ting with shame. They were ashamed. They were an adult, even a fifteen-year-old boy.

Ye Ting said to them: "We have to leave quickly and see if we can rescue the brothers from the Hungry Wolf Group."

Then he distributed the two pistols to them, holding an automatic rifle himself. Although he was only fifteen years old now, he was well developed and had already reached a height of 1.7 meters.

At this time, the old, weak, sick and disabled group, relying on their familiarity with the terrain here, quickly touched the yard, where garlic, dried peppers and other things were hung. On the far left, there was a large tiled house, which was built later, and was imprisoned with soldiers from the Hungry Wolf Group.

But now, the captives of the Hungry Wolf Group were actually placed outside, and a few Japanese were pointing guns at them.

A Japanese man in an officer dress stood in front of them arrogantly, with an arrogant expression on his face. Next to him was a man, no one else, Wang Mao, who had rebelled in the Tiger Corps.

He has some education and was a major in Japanese at the time. He never expected that he could use it under this opportunity. He knew that Song Beichuan was not in Dadi City at this time, and Wang Meng was seriously injured, and he could not defeat him by Yuan Cheng alone.

With two sides and one trade-off, he defected to the Japanese without hesitation. The most important thing is that his future in the Hongyun Party was slim, just an ordinary soldier. When he was in a war, he would definitely be sent to the front line, but in the hands of the Japanese, it was very different, and he felt that he was arrogant.

In fact, some people think that they have rights when they get close to them, which is a fatal illusion.

But Wang Mao is indeed doing what he is best at now.

Rebellion.

The Japanese officer said a lot to Wang Mao, and Wang Mao nodded in two or three like a pug.

Then he stood in front of everyone and said, "Brothers! We are members of the Yamaguchi group in Japan. This chief is one of our Yamaguchi group cadres. Their purpose of coming to Huaqing Kingdom is very simple, to help our country end the zombie dispute. Everyone, under the leadership of the Yamaguchi group, can live a happy and peaceful life again."

Seeing that he had finished speaking, the Yamaguchi team's cadre told Wang Mao a lot of clues.

Wang Mao turned his head again and said to the soldiers of the Hungry Wolf Group: "Our commander, Mr. Ruoshi Oda, has a very good impression of the Chinese! He hopes that everyone can unite and join the Yamaguchi Group to serve our Japanese Empire!"

As soon as he finished saying this, one of the soldiers of the Hungry Wolf Group spat on the ground and cursed: "Little Japan is just a little Japan! You are the only one who can serve Grandpa Huaqing! There is no other reason! Get out of Huaqing quickly! "

Someone took the lead and saw the soldiers from the Hungry Wolf Group below, which exploded like a pot of boiling water.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!"

The Japanese named Ruoshi Oda asked Wang Mao when he saw them shouting slogans: "What are they talking about!"

Wang Mao stammered and did not dare to say anything for a long time.

"Speak quickly!"

"They asked us to get out!"

"Bastard! I'm fool!" As he said that, he gave Wang Mao a big-eared melon seed.

Wang Mao slapped in the face and hurriedly bowed to apologize. His bent look really like a Japanese style.

At this time, Oda Ruoji slowly walked to the person who had spoken at the beginning, and grinned, revealing his inlaid gold teeth, took off one of his gloves, and said to the two Japanese soldiers next to him: "Catch him."

The two soldiers forced the man to the ground and captured him with arms.

The soldier of the Hungry Wolf Group also knew that he could not escape death at this time, but instead scolded him even more fiercely. "Little Japanese, your great-grandfather came to Huaqing Kingdom for trouble. You still dare to come now! How did you fight back to you back then? Now you can still fight back to you! My god, your ancestor!"

Oda Ruosi grabbed his face, stretched out three fingers, and pulled it into his eye sockets. The soldier immediately let out a pig-killing scream, resounding throughout the sky.

As his fingers entered, he became more and more shrill. The soldiers below heard their hair standing upside down and their hearts were terrified and dared not look directly at them.

When Oda Ruosi pulled his hand, the eyeball was pulled out, and the bloody and hot eyeball was playing with it in his hands.

I ignored the screams in front of me.

"It seems that you know how to respect people now." Oda Ruosi smiled grinned as he looked at his face.

The soldiers of the Hungry Wolf Group were holding a sense of anger at this time, but they were all eager for someone to hurt these Japanese people in front of them.
Chapter completed!