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Chapter 365, single-handedly saving lives
"Where is it that I don't want to die, it is this guy who is bold."

With a gun in his hand and only one opponent, Liu Shengkui thought he had the chance to win.

He began to talk about his discovery in a rambling manner.

"There are fresh bloodstains on Taijun's body, I just went to see it on the motorcycle he drove, and there are very fresh bloodstains on the driver's seat.

May I ask, where did this come from? "

Gou Rundi has already believed that Yuan Lang is the real Japanese, and has followed his orders to take Balu away.

Hearing the question at this moment, he was the first to refuse, and explained to Yuan Lang, "It must be someone else's blood. It's nothing for the Taijun to kill someone. What's so strange about it?"

"It's you, kid, who dare to question the imperial army, saying, what kind of evil intentions are you hiding?!"

Gou Rundi questioned instead.

Liu Shengkui jumped out and said some wild guesses, just wanting to overturn his judgment, that is too underestimating him, it is simply harboring evil intentions.

"Brother, you still speak for a liar at this time, because you are obsessed with obsession.

If the bloodstains can be barely explained, then I just learned over the phone that there was no Taijun ordered to take away the eight roads. How can this be explained? "

Liu Shengkui knew that the victory was in his hands, and seeing Pug jump into the pit on his own initiative, he felt very proud.

With one sentence, the two of them were put in, and even Gou Rundi was avenged for swallowing his credit.

"This……?"

Gou Rundi began to doubt his own judgment now, and subconsciously took two steps back, staring at Yuan Lang vigilantly.

"Who are you?"

He hopes very much now that the one in front of him is Mr. Zhentai, but he cannot help but disbelieve the factual evidence presented by Liu Shengkui.

"Who do you think I am?" Yuan Lang asked indifferently, and smiled confidently at Wang Xia who was worried but dared not speak out.

Liu Shengkui frowned, he didn't understand how Yuan Lang could still laugh when his death was imminent.

But with so many people and so many guns, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible for him to fly away out of thin air.

Satisfied, he announced the winner's declaration: "I admit that your acting skills are very good, but after all, you missed a move and fell into my hands.

Drop your arms and surrender, be honest with what you know, and we will spare your life. "

Yuan Lang came too hastily, he didn't care to cut off the phone line, he didn't think that there would be such a smart person in a small police station.

He didn't care about being pointed at by a gun, but stared at Liu Shengkui with the eyes of a dead man.

"You are Liu Shengkui, the Liu Shengkui who killed that family of five?"

"That's right, that's what I did, who asked them to help Eight Routes."

After Liu Shengkui finished speaking, he suddenly remembered: "You were the one of the two who left that day?!"

Yuan Lang touched his waist secretly: "You are a smart one, you might as well guess how you will die."

After Liu Shengkui received Yuan Lang's personal confirmation, he felt really at ease in his heart.

Everything before is his guess, at most there is a % probability.As long as he questioned a real Japanese soldier, he was absolutely dead.

Liu Shengkui was now full of confidence, and pointed a gun at Yuan Lang: "I'm sure I won't die, but you may not."

"Arrest him!"

With an order, the pseudo-policemen, who had already seen the situation clearly, raised their guns and stepped forward, intending to arrest Yuan Lang who was pretending to be a prince in front of him.

If you don't have two skills, how dare you go to Liangshan.

If he had no skills, Yuan Lang wouldn't dare to save people by himself.

Now that it was broken, it was worthwhile to give up, and the two box cannons were pulled out at lightning speed, bowed left and right, snapping...

With the first gunshot, the gun in Liu Shengkui's hand was blown away, and several of his fingers were broken.

The second shot, three shots, killed the enemies who dared to point a gun at him in the blink of an eye, and they could all see their white brains.

Five shots fired in a row, killing four people.

"Anyone who dares to point a gun at me is dead."

Yuan Lang threatened coldly.

His marksmanship has already surpassed the level of a sharpshooter. He does not need to aim within a hundred meters, and he can shoot wherever he points, which is already miraculous.

The only thing that can restrict his lethality is the weapon in his hand.

Two short-magazine box cannons, a total of rounds, are enough to kill the enemies in the courtyard once.

Four of them died in the blink of an eye, their heads were blown off like a big watermelon, and all their brains were seen.

The pseudo-police who has never even been on the battlefield, has never seen such a scene, and his courage was frightened.

The gun in his hand was like a fire stick, he neither dared to raise the gun nor put it down, he was at a loss like a fool.

The box cannon in Yuan Lang's hand pointed at everyone, ensuring that no matter who raised the gun, he would be able to kill the other party before the other party aimed at him.

"Honestly put the gun down and put your hands up, or I don't mind killing you all."

The harsh words released were accompanied by a gunshot.

Liu Shengkui squatted down to pick up the gun, which he thought was concealed, and another bullet was fired, and his left hand was also smashed.

He finally couldn't help crying out in pain.

With such a role model right in front of them, a group of fake policemen who had no courage were all shocked, obediently dropped their guns, and raised their hands above their heads as prisoners.

Yuan Lang disarmed Gou Rundi's gun and directed the prisoners to stand obediently in a row.

After the crisis was lifted, Wang Xia was still at a loss, as if she couldn't believe it was true.

Yuan Lang pretended to be a Japanese soldier and came alone. She was very happy and moved.Because this is tantamount to entering the dragon's pool and tiger's den alone, risking your life.

How many people have such courage!

Seeing that her pretense was exposed, she was even more worried.The whole person was too nervous to vent their anger.

As Yuan Lang resolved the crisis quickly, from very nervous to joyful, the emotional change was too fast, Wang Xia couldn't adapt, and she almost fainted.

"Don't you recognize me?"

Yuan Lang took out the key found on Gou Rundi's body, and helped Wang Xia open the handshackles and ankle shackles.

Wang Xia nodded and shook her head again: "I never thought you would come to save me."

She was arrested by the bogus police, and then tortured and beaten. She was determined to die.

At this time, Yuan Lang suddenly appeared and rescued her.

The ups and downs of the whole life, men may not be able to bear it, let alone women are emotional creatures.

Wang Xia suddenly threw herself into Yuan Lang's arms and burst into tears.

Yuan Lang froze for a moment, and patted the woman's back lightly to comfort her.

Ma Ming was on the sidelines, watching the woman he liked jumping into the arms of other men, envy, jealousy and remorse, all kinds of emotions surfaced in his heart.

"If I had this level of skill, I would be the one Wang Xia threw herself into.

Damn it, how could this little boy have such a trick?
He has such ability, why didn't he come earlier!Why did you come at this time? "

Ma Ming wrote the confession book with ghosts in his heart, and the woman he likes throws arms at others, which is another heavy blow to him.

It seems to explain: everything you pay is meaningless, and it's all winking at the blind.

His entire belief was collapsing again.

"Don't cry, it won't look good if you cry again."

There is no problem with this sentence, but the problem is that it is used in the wrong place.

Wang Xia cried more and more when she thought that she was bruised all over by the whip and had bruises and blood on her face.

Yuan Lang was almost dying of anxiety, and when he turned his head and saw those people staring at them, he felt even more upset.

"Who did the beating, stand up for me."

It could be seen that they wanted to retaliate. No one stood up, but four of them lowered their heads, as if they could not be found.

"Director Gou, point it out to me, or I don't mind beating you all to death."

Yuan Lang is not a real Eighth Route Army, he has a flexible moral bottom line, and he absolutely does what he says.

As soon as this remark came out, without Gou Rundi, the other two devils began to take the initiative to report.

The four people who were pointed out hurriedly begged for mercy with mournful faces:
"Baye please forgive me, Baye please forgive me!"

Yuan Lang was too lazy to tangle with them, so he raised his hand four times, blasting four big watermelons, and the two devils who were nearby, tasted the taste of tofu nao, and immediately vomited in disgust.

The other prisoners were so frightened that they became more trembling and did not dare to move. They did not even dare to breathe for fear of attracting a gunshot.

"You killed them all?" Wang Xia finally stopped crying.

Yuan Lang was overjoyed, but he didn't expect to have unexpected gains.Killing can stop crying.

"Avenge you, they beat you all over, then I will kill them."

"They are prisoners. You violated discipline like this." Wang Xia was worried for Yuan Lang. Killing a prisoner violated discipline and would definitely be punished.

"So what, I don't care for you."

Yuan Lang coaxed Wang Xia into coaxing words.

He still has a revenge to avenge.

Taking advantage of Yuan Lang's distraction, Liu Shengkui quietly moved forward.The injury on his hand was so painful that he was going to die, but he didn't say a word.

In order to survive, he can bear it.

It was about to run to the front door and escape to heaven.

Yuan Lang turned his head and raised his hand and fired two shots. The bullet pierced his knee, and a pool of blood splashed on the ground. Liu Shengkui's legs kicked and knelt on the ground.

His hands were smashed, and now his legs are all broken. Who can know Liu Shengkui's despair?
"Do you know how innocent and desperate the family of five you killed was?"

Yuan Lang pulled out the command saber worn at his waist, stepped in front of Liu Shengkui, kicked him down, and stepped on his back.

"You are the Eighth Route, you can't kill prisoners." Liu Shengkui yelled with his face on the ground, turning his head.

The strong desire to survive in his heart prompted him to say the first sentence without brain thinking.

You can't kill the prisoners, you killed them just now.

Yuan Lang smiled disdainfully, "You fired five shots and killed five people, then I will chop you five times to avenge them."

"The first knife and the second knife are for the dead old man. You don't even spare the old man."

As soon as the words fell, the light of the knife cut off an arm, and Liu Shengkui howled in pain, which was comparable to the movement of killing a pig.

Immediately afterwards, another knife cut off the other arm.

"The third and fourth cuts are for the honest couple. They are not at fault. It is you, a beast with a human face, who is at fault."

Yuan Lang slashed several times before he chopped off Liu Shengkui's two thighs.

Liu Shengkui wailed in pain, and his screams could be heard in the whole town.

"It's not that I'm not good at skills, it's that the little devil's knife is not good, and this knife is too bad, and there are gaps in it."

If Liu Shengkui still had reason, he would have to vomit blood when he heard it.
But now he was about to pass out from the pain, his limbs were chopped off, his whole body was cut into a stick, and the blood was almost spattering out, splashing the blood at the entire gate.

Yuan Lang explained, knowing that time is running out, he strikes while the iron is hot, and strikes for the last time, "This fifth cut is to avenge that child. You bastard is devoid of humanity, even the child will not be spared."

He cut off Liu Shengkui's fifth limb neatly, fulfilling his promise of revenge.

And this knife cut, Liu Shengkui also completely fainted, he lost a lot of blood, now it is impossible for a god to save him, he will bleed dry and die in a short time.

Yuan Lang threw the knife away, and reprimanded the stunned pseudo-policemen:
"It's okay to be a second devil, but in the future, when you do something unconscionable, you should think about today's matter first.

If it falls into the hands of others, you can still surrender your guns and not kill them, and treat them like prisoners.

Fall into my hands and I will make you regret coming into this world. "

Having just seen the bloody punishment, this group of fake policemen were completely scared out of their wits.

They all trembled and nodded like chickens pecking rice, for fear that if they were too slow, they would be targeted by the murderer in front of them.

Wang Xia watched Yuan Lang's bloody execution, but she had no words to stop her.She said when she was arrested that she would avenge this revenge.

Now it was Yuan Lang who did it, and the method was bloodier.

Wang Xia did not approve of Yuan Lang's approach, but she had to agree that such a method did have a strong deterrent effect.

Maybe this is, the wicked must be tortured by the wicked.

"Let's go." Yuan Lang beckoned.

"Wait, take their guns." Wang Xia didn't forget the most important loot, picked up the gun from the ground and put it on the back, accidentally pulled the wound, and gasped in pain.

"Hey, hey, there are so many coolies, so don't work hard on your own." Yuan Lang stopped Wang Xia's stupid move, and raised his finger to the two people, telling them to pick up their guns and open the way.

Afterwards, he swaggered out of the police station with Wang Xia and Ma Ming, and left on a sidecar motorcycle.

Watching the figure gradually disappear, the crowd let out a sigh of relief.

The damn sense of oppression disappeared, and everyone dared to whisper.

"Damn, where did this murderer come from? He is too cruel. Captain Liu was chopped into a stick."

"Yeah, I didn't even dare to take a big breath just now, because I was afraid that a gun would shoot over and my brains would be shot out."

"Quickly see if Captain Liu is still panting?!"

"He's dead, even if he's alive, he's still a top-notch cripple, and he can't do shit."

"It's unlucky for him that even that job was cut."

"It's what he deserves. He didn't leave any room for him to climb up. He beat all the people in the village to death. People came to him for revenge. Isn't that what happened?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone felt sorry for him. The person just now sounded like Ba Lu, and Ba Lu recognized him.

But this method is too cruel and cruel.

In the future, if you work hard for the Japanese, you really have to restrain yourself, don't be targeted by this person, then it will be too late to regret it.

"Ai ai ai, what are you talking about, you are still gossiping.

Quickly call the Japanese and tell us that we have been attacked by the Eighth Route guerrillas, and dozens of them still have machine guns.

Our desperate resistance was unstoppable, and both of the Eight Routes were robbed. "

Gou Rundi assumed the posture of the chief of the police station, but still shocked the gang of soldiers under him.

Now that the killing god is gone, of course he is going to throw the blame away.

You can't tell the Japanese that they will all be captured with one Eight Route, right?
Then they fucked up.

(End of this chapter)