Anti-Japanese sharpshooter

Chapter 392
Chapter 407

Jiang Tiandao quickly supported him: "Second Brother Fan, get up quickly, aren't you Brother Zhesha? Are you talking about Big Brother Fan?"

Fan Qunyi was taken aback: "Brother, do you know all about it?"

Jiang Tiandao nodded: "Brother Fan, how many people in Wuhan don't know about Brother Fan? Don't worry, Brother Fan will not be a traitor. He would rather die than surrender. This is the pride of all Chinese people. Our Eighth Route Army will not ignore it! "

Fan Qunyi was taken aback again: "Brothers, you guys, are you eight roads?"

"Yes." Jiang Tiandao said, "Second Brother Fan, our Eighth Route Army will not watch every patriotic righteous being persecuted by devils. This time we are here to save Brother Fan."

Fan Qunyi became agitated immediately, tightly grasping Jiang Tiandao's hand with both hands and shaking vigorously: "Sir, with your words, I thank you for my brother!"

Jiang Tiandao said: "Second Brother Fan, to save Big Brother Fan, we can only rely on the two of us, and we need the concerted efforts of the big guys."

Fan Qunyi nodded again and again: "Say, what do you want us to do, as long as I can save my elder brother, I will do it even if I want to die!"

"Come on, tell me first where Brother Fan was imprisoned by the Japanese."

……

Fan Cunyi was imprisoned in the prison of the gendarmerie and had been imprisoned for two full months.

I have to endure cruel torture every day, and I also suffer from hunger. The whole person has lost a lot of weight and looks like skin and bones.

But even so, he still did not bow to the Japanese.

"Little devil, stop dreaming! Even if I die, Master Fan, I will never cooperate with you bastards!" Fan Cunyi said, looking at the devil Shaozuo who was holding a whip in front of him with bloodshot eyes.

"Baga!" Devil Shao Zuo Mano was furious. This Chinese is too rampant. He has been hung here and beaten for several months. There is not a piece of skin on his body intact. How dare he utter wild words!

Why can't these Chinese know current affairs like Qian Yihan and the others?
He whipped his whip angrily, and slapped Fan Cunyi fiercely on the face and body.

There were bloodstains on Fan Cunyi's body, dripping with blood, but he didn't dodge, and still held his head high: "Little devil, kill me if you have the guts! Don't waste your energy on me, Master Fan, I won't fight with you!" You cooperated!"

"Kill you?" Mano laughed grimly: "Isn't killing you cheap for you? The imperial army is not that stupid, we still want to keep you and torture you so that you can't live without dying. And, I still want to use you to catch big fish, haha!"

"Despicable!" Fan Cunyi scolded angrily.

He knew a long time ago that these little devils would not take him so cheaply. He arrested himself to warn and deter other patriots.

And if he caught himself and didn't kill him, he naturally had a bigger purpose.

He angrily spit on Mano's face, hoping to anger these devils.

But Mano just wiped the phlegm off his face with his white-gloved hand, but did not take off the command knife, but grinned grinningly and said: "Sly Chinese, you want to provoke me to kill you? Don't dream, we I won't kill you!"

Saying that, he put down the whip in his hand, and stretched his waist: "Okay, after playing for a day, it's time for Taijun to rest."

He said to the guard next to him: "Don't be lazy, and take turns torturing this Chinese, so that he has no time to rest, and makes his life worse than death!"

"Despicable!" Fan Cunyi cursed angrily behind him, but to no avail, Mano laughed and was about to walk out of the prison.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside.

Manoichi frowned: "What's going on? Go out and have a look!"

A guard ran out quickly.

After a while, he ran back in panic.

"Major, it's bad! Many Chinese people came outside, they surrounded our cell, and they said they wanted us to release this Fan!" the guard said in panic.

"Really? How many people are here? Do you know who they are?" Mano did not panic, but asked with a hint of surprise.

"It looked like there were fifty or sixty people, all of whom were holding axes or something. They should be members of the Hankou Gang." The guard recalled.

"They're all from the Ax Gang?" Mano frowned, a little dissatisfied with the answer.

They caught Fan Cunyi to catch bigger fish, not to help these little bastards with an axe. If they wanted to punish them, it wouldn't take such a big deal.

"Yes, it looks like they're all from the Axe Gang!" said the guard.

Mano frowned and waved his hands: "Ignore them, let the machine gunners pay attention, and warn these hooligans, don't let them approach the prison, if they approach, shoot!"

"Hayi!" The guard ran out to convey the order.

After a while, the voices outside became quieter. It seemed that the warning had worked, and the hooligans of the Ax Gang backed away.

"Huh! Fan Cunyi, look, this is your subordinate, greedy for life and afraid of death! They are not willing to work so hard for you, but you? What are you still insisting on? "Mano said: "What are you insisting on? The so-called dignity of the Chinese people? You protected their dignity, but what about them? No one cares about your life! Don't insist, as long as you surrender to the imperial army, The imperial army will give you money, status, and freedom!"

"Bah!" Fan Cunyi spit again, right on Mano's nose. "Little devil, don't sow discord here! I, Fan Cunyi, will never bow to a beast!"

Mano was furious, he pulled out the saber from his waist with a swipe, held it up high and wanted to chop it down.

But in the end, he held back, put the saber back into its sheath, and wiped the phlegm off his face: "Don't be angry, I'm not angry, Chinese, I won't be fooled by you!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out of the cell: "You guys, continue to torture him!"

Mano left, and the remaining two guards whipped them indiscriminately for a few times, then dropped their whips, and fell asleep on the nearby table one by one.

After all, while torturing Fan Cunyi, wouldn't it be a torture to them?

Although Fan Cunyi was hung there, the torment of the past few days, day and night, had made him extremely sleepy, and he couldn't help standing there and became dazed.

In a daze, Fan Cunyi suddenly heard a voice, like a muffled hum.

He quickly opened his eyes, but was surprised to find that there was another figure in the cell.

He was covering the mouth of a guard with one hand, while with the other he cut the neck of the guard with a knife.

The other guard had already fallen to the ground.

(End of this chapter)