20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 174 Two Japs’ Skins

In the middle of the night, the cold moonlight shines under Fengtian City.

Southern Railway Affiliated Area, Dongyang Police Station.

According to the treaty, this was an ultra vires institution, but now it stood majestically on the land of the Qing Dynasty. Because the interference was fruitless, it ended up being a mess.

The police force of the Japanese along the Southern Railway is increasing year by year, and there are army reserves mixed in, who can change their clothes and become soldiers.

The interrogation room seemed to be always cold and cold. The masonry floor was damp and clean. The blood had just been washed away and the next round of torture was being prepared.

Xu Ruqing was naked, curled up on the ground, her hair sticking to her cheeks in strands. Her whole body was covered with bloody whip marks, stung, stinging, and a little itchy.

She arched her feet, clenched her fists, and there was a big gash between her fingernails, which was oozing blood.

My throat was hoarse and I naturally had no strength to moan anymore.

Miura Kusuke is sitting on the chair directly opposite. He wears a straight black suit, his hair is meticulously combed with oil, a cigarette between his fingertips, and his legs crossed. This makes him feel like an artist.

His status and authority are not enough for him to take orders here.

But Nantetsu Co., Ltd. is certainly not an ordinary enterprise. Its power is even higher than that of some Japanese officials.

Taking a deep breath of cigarette, Miura Kumaosuke winked to the left and right.

The "black hat" in charge of the execution understood what he was doing, poured a basin of cold water on his face, dragged him to the side of the Xing frame, and hung up his arms.

Xu Ruqing woke up with a start, crying and howling, as if she could no longer speak, and had completely turned into an animal, only wailing and begging for mercy based on instinct.

The "black hat" slapped her in the mouth with his backhand, then took a funnel and forced it into Xu Ruqing's mouth. He scooped up a bucket of cold, turbid water and drank it without any explanation.

Xu Ruqing struggled to resist, but no matter how hard he tried, it was to no avail.

The "black hat" pinched his nose and Xu Ruqing couldn't breathe. As soon as her throat opened, she choked on a stomach full of cold water. She was suffocated and in pain. She was already tortured beyond human dignity.

After repeating this cycle, Xu Ruqing's belly swelled up little by little.

At the same time, another three-finger-thick hemp rope was pulled up on the wall next to it, and another "black hat" was using a small dagger to scratch the hemp rope, grinding out layers of fine barbs. - Rope - specifically for women.

"Wow-"

Xu Ruqing vomited out a mouthful of dirty water, and blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

I can no longer drink cold water.

"Black Hat" said a few words in Japanese. Miura Kumaosuke listened and nodded.

Then, with a "pop" sound, Xu Ruqing was let down and fell to the ground, clutching her stomach and sobbing sadly.

Miura Kumasuke put out his cigarette and stood up. His leather shoes clicked on the stone tile floor, getting closer and closer.

Xu Ruqing was so distraught that her whole body began to tremble. She endured the severe pain of abdominal distension and said in a hoarse voice: "I...I have already told you that he and they are all gone...not in Fengtian..."

In fact, she didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, but she begged to believe that Jiang Xiaodao and the others had gone away and were safe and sound.

However, this confession was not what Miura Xiongsuke wanted to hear at all.

He looked dull, as if he were inhuman. He raised his foot, put his whole body weight on Xu Ruqing's abdomen, and then crushed it hard.

"Wow-"

Xu Ruqing felt as if her stomach was exploding. She choked on the blood she had vomited and coughed violently.

Miura Kumasuke relieved his strength, stepped on it again, relieved his strength again, and stepped on it again.

Tears welled up and flowed so much that it even made people feel stinging at the corners of their eyes.

What made Xu Ruqing even more devastated was that with such repeated pressure, her excretion became incontinent, showing no dignity at all.

"Ah - hum cough cough - wu wu wu -"

Miura Xiongsuke knelt down and lifted Xu Ruqing's chin, his eyes full of contempt.

"Do you really think I care where they went? Haha, no, no, no, you are totally wrong. I don't care about the Bai family or the Zhou family at all. I just like to see you Chi Na people in pain."

Xu Ruqing was speechless.

Miura Xiongsuke stood up, turned around and pointed to the hemp rope hanging on the wall beside him, and said with a evil smile: "Cheer up, I have prepared a special game for you!"

Xu Ruqing shook his head desperately.

Miura Xiongsuke grabbed her hair and shouted sternly: "You, when you killed our people, you should have thought of this day!"

"No, no, no, the one who killed you was Wang Yanzong, a member of the patrol camp, not one of ours!"

Xu Ruqing was on the verge of physical and mental limits and just wanted to end it all quickly.

Hearing this, Miura Kumasuke sneered, but said something else for no reason.

"Hahaha! This is why you will definitely lose on the battlefield!"

He has clarified the chronic diseases of this thousand-year-old empire, but the people are still ignorant and Xu Ruqing is confused, how can he realize the true meaning of this.

After saying that, Miura Kumaosuke straightened up and slapped him a few times. Outside the door of the interrogation room, seven or eight short Japanese men immediately rushed in. With evil smiles on their faces, they rushed towards Xu Ruqing, threw them at him, and held him up for "rope torture." It is natural to imagine what will be done in the future.

The atrocities committed by all kinds of animals still appear frivolous wherever the writing is written.

The door of the interrogation room was closed tightly, Xu Ruqing was in a panic, her screams were inhuman and animal-like, and she could not stop until she was exhausted...

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The next morning, it was a late autumn scene, with groups of sparrows chirping happily.

South Railway Annex, Nakamura Photo Studio.Not long after the sun had risen, there were more than a dozen poor children half-year-old gathered at the door. There were boys and girls, the eldest was twelve or thirteen years old, and the youngest was seven or eight years old. Some were little beggars, and some were from poor families who were hungry. child.

Among the crowd, there was a familiar face, Xiao Shitou.

The children scrambled to be the first, raising their hands high and looking forward to it.

As usual, Ichiro Nakamura wore glasses with thick bottoms, bent over, and distributed candies, biscuits and other unnamed snacks to the children with a smile.

"This is sweet, this is sour, which one do you want?" His Chinese was still very bad, like a cannon bursting out.

"All! All!"

The children were quite rude and looked like this was not their first time here.

"Nani! This is not okay. If you eat too much, you will get a toothache! Don't grab it, don't grab it, you will get it!"

Ichiro Nakamura distributed a candy and a cookie to each child.

Of course, this is not given for free, there are some conditions.

"Hey! I gave you candy, what do you want to say? Huh? I taught you before!"

The children bit their fingers, rolled their eyes upward, scratched their heads and thought: "Ah - Ali -"

"Aligado (thank you)!" Little Shitou learned it last, but remembered it best, "It's Aligado!"

"Oh! You are still the smartest!" Ichiro Nakamura immediately smiled and gave him an extra cookie, "The rest of you, you should study hard! I will teach you other words tomorrow!"

"No need to teach me, I know how to do it, Baga Yalu!"

I don’t know which child said this out of the blue, which made the others laugh.

Nakamura Ichiro also smiled, but quickly covered his mouth and warned: "Don't talk nonsense here, be careful you will get beaten!"

The children didn't care about this. After getting the candy, they immediately ran away.

Ichiro Nakamura straightened up, looked at the children's retreating figures, and smiled.

His smile faced the sun, so it looked sincere and nothing out of the ordinary.

He taught the children to speak Japanese, seemingly out of his own hobby and not under any official orders.

However, no matter what his original intention was, one thing is certain, this is the same as Miyata Ryuji's measurement of mountains and landforms. For the country, it is a silent penetration.

Whether he was tortured or given candy, it was nothing more than two sides of the same coin.

Under the avalanche, no snowflake can be called innocent.

Ichiro Nakamura sent the children away, turned back to the photo studio, closed the door, locked it, and immediately walked to his residence on the second floor.

"Jiang Jun, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of them. We are friends."

Half of Jiang Xiaodao's face was under the shadow, and he was still a little worried.

"Daughter-in-law, do you really want to stay here with this mountain cannon?"

Hu Xiaoyan nodded: "If Bai Guoping asks the 'black hats' for help, it is safest to hide here. They don't expect me to hide here."

Jiang Xiaodao chewed his teeth.

Seeing this, Ichiro Nakamura hurriedly said: "Jiang Jun, you can trust me, you are the only friend I have here."

This is true. Most of the people who moved from Japan to other places during this period could not survive in their own country, so they left.

"Oh my god! Stop it!" Jiang Xiaodao really had nowhere to go, so he took out a stack of tickets from his arms, "Nakamura, please don't sell me. With this money, you Keep it."

"Nani!" Nakamura declined quickly, "No, no, no, I'm just doing a favor, there's no need for this."

"Pull it down, you should keep it! This way, I can feel more at ease."

"Jiang Jun, don't worry. If anything happens to my siblings, I will commit suicide by caesarean section!"

"Don't worry! If my wife loses half of her hair, I will never let you die so easily!"

Ichiro Nakamura smiled awkwardly and said: "Why don't you believe me! I still think like I did back then, we are two friendly countries, yellow skin will make white skin together, we will prosper together, you should put down your hostility towards us!" "

"Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense to me. I don't care about the mess. I just want my wife to be safe." Jiang Xiaodao impatiently put the money into Nakamura's hand.

From Nakamura's point of view, there is nothing wrong with helping Jiang Xiaodao. After all, they are all fighting in the rivers and lakes, and they have not done anything to the Japanese people.

Moreover, the two had some friendship before, but they were tired of work and moved around less.

Although this was not a risky move, Hu Xiaoyan was right. The Bai family would never have guessed that Jiang Xiaodao had sent his wife under the eyes of the Japanese.

The young couple said goodbye to each other, and Jiang Xiaodao did not forget to tell Xiaohua not to let Xiaoyan suffer any injustice.

Hu Xiaoyan urged: "Stop dawdling, act according to the plan, go early and come back early."

Jiang Xiaodao saw that his wife had said this, so he nodded: "When I come back, I will kill him completely!"

After leaving the Nakamura Photo Studio, Jiang Xiaodao lowered his head and ran all the way to the intersection on the opposite side of the street to meet his seventh uncle Gong Baonan.

"Uncle Qi, my father trusts you the most, so I trust you the most. Xiaoyan is here, and she has to rely on you to take care of her."

Gong Baonan nodded helplessly: "Call Guan Wei. Wang Guihe has moved to the top of the mountain now. It's a long way to go. You guys, go back early!"

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