knife wind town

The voice from behind was very gentle: "I've been waiting here for a long time, I think you will definitely arrive tonight."

This is Wang Kefu's voice.

The voice was silenced, and the muzzle of the gun left Chen Lisong's head.

Lin Qinghe is not an idiot, she already knew Wang Kefu, so she naturally heard no hostility.

Chen Lisong was a little frustrated: "If you can imagine that I will come, Tanabe can also."

"You two come with me, this is not a place for chatting."

Wang Kefu turned around and left.

Chen Lisong pulled Lin Qinghe to follow.

He could hear that there was no other danger around him, and the reason why he couldn't hear Wang Kefu's voice just now was because Wang Kefu was patient enough.

As a sniper, Wang Kefu is definitely a master.

It's a pity he was born in the wrong place.

After turning a few alleys, Wang Kefu led the two into a yard.

"This is a yard I asked Wang's family to buy for me. Don't worry, the person who handles the matter is very reliable. I am Chinese and have never killed Chinese people, so he let me recognize my ancestors."

Chen Lisong had no doubts about what he said, not to mention that among the devils who invaded Daofeng Town, Wang Kefu was indeed a Chinese, and he had never laid hands on anyone in the town.

Wang Kefu lit a candle in the hall, and the three of them sat on three chairs, with the shadows behind them lying on the dim ground in three directions.

"Are there other snipers at the door just now?"

When asked this question, Chen Lisong broke out in a cold sweat secretly.

Sure enough, Wang Kefu's answer confirmed his guess: "At least three, including Saburo Nito."

"Is Saburo Nito here?"

"Yes. Tanabe has already returned to Tiancheng."

There was regret in Lin Qinghe's tone: "Tian Bian actually went back to Tiancheng, and he escaped!"

Chen Lisong chuckled: "Even if Tian Bian is inside, we can't go in!"

He was telling the truth.

There are three snipers ambushing outside the town hall, not to mention going in, even if they dare to show up, they may become dead souls under the gun.

It will be daylight soon.

Chen Lisong had an idea at this moment: "Are they hiding outside the town hall?"

"Well. The little devil is going to lose after all."

Wang Kefu's words were filled with a complicated look, not that kind of frustration or joy.

"They will definitely lose."

"Yes! I want to join your guerrillas..."

Chen Lisong was a little stunned.

Once upon a time, Wang Kefu grew up being educated by devils, but he always kept in mind that he was Chinese.

And some Chinese, although they grew up in China, are willing to be the dogs of little devils.

Just like Huang Daming.

"Is Huang Daming still in town?"

Since Tian Bian returned to Tiancheng and went down the mountain with Lin Qinghe, it would be a great achievement to kill Huang Daming.

Wang Kefu tried hard to think about who Huang Daming was: "Huang...I don't know where he is."

He was familiar with Chen Tianfu, but not Huang Daming.

"Chen Tianfu is fine, he's alive and well."

Maybe because Chen Tianfu was a classmate of Tian Bian, after the devils entered Daofeng Town, they raided the entire villages of Chenzhuang and Huangzhuang, but they didn't make things difficult for the Chen family compound.

"I want to follow Fengshan, can I join the guerrillas?" Wang Kefu actually asked again.

Chen Lisong thought for a while: "We'll talk about this later. By the way, do you know where the three snipers are?"

"I know the general location!"

"Once it's clear, it's easy to handle!"

Chen Lisong wanted to take advantage of the twilight to catch the devils by surprise.

"What do you want? Those are three snipers, and I only know their general location, I don't know the exact location at all!"

"Three is three."

"Among the three, there is a lunatic Erto Saburo."

Speaking of Saburo Erto, Wang Kefu actually had a shuddering expression.