20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 226
The cold wind howled, Miura Kumasuke slowly opened his eyes.

The ground was shaking - no, he was shaking - he turned his head with difficulty and found that he was hanging from an old willow tree with his hands tied behind his back.

Raising his eyelids slightly, Miura Kumasuke saw about twenty people.

Some were wearing thick leather jackets, and some were wearing woolen coats. What made him feel even more humiliated was that there was a disabled woman in the crowd. She was sitting in a wooden wheelchair and looked at expressionlessly, being served by a maid. he.

The leader, riding a tall horse, had dog-gnawed eyebrows and a knife-cut mouth. If it wasn't Jiang Xiaodao, who else could it be?

The rest of the people all looked at the devil with ferocious faces and mocked him wantonly.

Miura Xiongsuke recognized Jiang Xiaodao's appearance, but didn't understand what he meant, so he asked in blunt Chinese: "Where is this?"

"Beiling!" Jiang Xiaodao replied cheerfully, "Don't worry, it's far away from the city! Of course, it's also far away from the affiliated areas!"

"what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. I just want to see if you little devils are made of meat or stone."

Everyone laughed, especially Li Zheng.

Miura Xiongsuke's face showed confusion, and he obviously did not fully understand the meaning of these words.

Jiang Xiaodao suddenly raised his eight-pronged leather whip, raised his hand and whipped Dong Shaode on the face, who was kneeling on the ground, and ordered in a cold voice: "Translate, translate!"

Dong Shaode felt like his face was on fire. He was so frightened and at a loss what to do that he babbled wildly in Japanese.

Miura Xiongsuke understood the meaning behind the words, his face immediately turned pale, but he said: "Jiang Jun, I have already let you go, damn, why do you still do this? We can cooperate, as long as you follow us , you must be rich and prosperous. In Fengtian, no one will give you three points. You can provide us with information."

"No need! Right now, I just want you to be afraid of me. That's enough."

Miura Kumasuke ignited his self-esteem, sneered and said, "I won't be afraid of you, you should be afraid of me! If you let me go now, I can consider letting you go."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Li Zheng immediately rode up to him, raised his hand and slapped Miura in the face, causing Miura to spin in circles and keep yelling.

Jiang Xiaodao raised his whip, pointed it at Dong Shaode, and said again: "Translate, translate!"

"Dao, Brother Dao, he is scolding you..."

"Nonsense, why are you telling me? What are you scolding?"

"Uh, say, say we are wild boars, savages, fools, idiots, that's all."

Jiang Xiaodao curled his lips and said, "It's really boring for this little devil to curse people. He keeps saying those two sentences over and over again."

"Brother Dao, what nonsense are you talking to him about!" Han Xinyuan could no longer hold himself back, "Dip the whip in cold water and whip it first before talking!"

Without blocking Jiang Xiaodao, Han Xinyuan, Zhong Yushan, Zhao Guoyan, Li Zheng and others rode their horses and whipped their horses and raced around Miura Xiongjie. Every time they passed by, they were whipped hard with their whips.

Miura Kumasuke was in pain and dizzy. He screamed and cursed for a long time, but he still didn't relent.

"Bagaya Road! You low-class people will definitely regret it! I am from Japan, I am an employee of the Investigation Headquarters of Nantetsu Co., Ltd., you all must die!"

"Fuck you! I'm going to hit you, Xiao Dongyang!"

Li Zheng took out the dagger from his arms, grabbed Miura's ear, twisted it around the base of the ear, and immediately cut off one ear.

Miura Kumaosuke looked nervous, and because of the cold weather, he didn't feel much pain. He just saw the flesh being cut, and he inevitably screamed in panic.

Li Zheng naturally had a hatred for Xiao Dongyang.

I remember that during the Russo-Japanese War, his whole family was forcibly abducted and forced to dig trenches for the Japanese.

Miura Xiongsuke was still unwilling to be outdone. One of his cheeks was already stained red with blood. He just stared wide-eyed and yelled at the river path: "Hey! Put me down. The two of us, like men, are one-on-one. ,duel!"

"Don't do this!" Jiang Xiaodao said disdainfully, "Let you down and wipe your own neck. Who else will I ask for revenge?"

"Baga! Coward! You Qing people are all cowards!"

"Are you Asians very hard-boned?"

Everyone was slightly stunned - the person who spoke was Hu Xiaoyan.

Seeing that the other party was a girl, Miura Kumaosuke snorted coldly and muttered something in Japanese.

Hu Xiaoyan looked at Dong Shaode, who quickly translated: "Sister-in-law, he said - he said -"

"what did he say?"

Dong Shaode swallowed his saliva and said cautiously: "This little devil said that a disabled person like you should work as a military prostitute for the Japanese. It just so happens that you don't even need to tie your legs..."

"Fuck you, little devil!"

When Jiang Xiaodao heard this, he immediately became furious and took out a pistol from his arms to kill someone.

"Xiaodao, wait!" There was no trace of anger on Hu Xiaoyan's face, and her expression was still dignified and calm. "It would be too cheap to kill him like this. Xiao Dongfeng!"

"Sister-in-law!" Xiao Dongfeng immediately stepped forward and leaned down to ask about the situation.

"Go and get the things from the carriage." Hu Xiaoyan ordered calmly, "Brother Li Zheng, can you help take off this Japs clothes?" Li Zheng chuckled twice, waved his hands to do so, and turned his head. But he asked: "Want to wear armor?"

Hu Xiaoyan remained calm and said softly: "My aunt was raped by the Japs. I just want to see if the Japs are as tough as they say."

"Daughter-in-law, what's going on?" Jiang Xiaodao was busy outside these days, and he didn't know what Hu Xiaoyan had in mind.

While they were talking, several bearded men were holding short knives, chopping and peeling, and in just three strokes, they stripped Miura Kumaji completely naked.

There was no cover for me, and secondly I felt cold. More importantly, I had no confidence in my heart, and I felt even more terrified!

"Baga! What are you going to do? Please bean sacks! Stop! What are you going to do? I will kill you, and you wild boars will all die!"

Xiao Dongfeng got out of the blue-capped carriage, carrying a special small iron bucket in his left hand, about half a foot tall, with a thick wrist. His right hand was covered with cotton gloves, holding a big gray rat!

The mouse was in his hand, baring its fangs the size of rice grains, twisting and twitching all over its body, and making bursts of harsh "squeaking" sounds from time to time.

"Put on the iron pants that sister-in-law has prepared for you!"

Hearing this, Miura Kumasuke's eyes suddenly widened. He didn't know whether it was from cold or fear, and his whole body immediately started to tremble.

"Bageya Road!!!"

A series of Japanese words came out in rapid succession. Dong Shaode was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He wanted to translate but couldn't keep up with Miura's speaking speed.

Seeing the current situation, not to mention Miura Xiongsuke, even the murderous Li Zheng, the gracious Xiaodao, Zhao Guoyan, Han Xinyuan, Zhong Yushan and others were so shocked that they were speechless.

Anyone who is a man is silent now.

Only Si Fengkou, who had been carefully trained by Hu Xiaoyan, was still able to maintain his composure. He first threw the big rat into a small iron bucket, then put Miura Kumasuke's entire "baby" on it, and then used a wire to strangle it from behind. Tight, buckle tight.

Even though Miura Kumasuke was full of courage, he was still timid at this moment.

A furry touch, like an electric current from the most sensitive and secret place, quickly spread throughout the body. Goosebumps arose wherever it passed, and the hairs stood on end without exception.

"Ah!!! Ah!!!"

Before the big rat could move, Kumasuke Miura began to howl loudly.

"Please bean sack! Please bean sack! I was wrong, I was wrong! Let me go! Please let me go!"

Everyone's eyes were on Hu Xiaoyan, including Jiang Xiaodao.

However, this sister-in-law was just sitting upright in a wooden wheelchair, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly, looking quite kind and dignified.

"Is this the little devil? It doesn't look like he's that tough!"

No one answered.

Hu Xiaoyan then ordered Xiao Xifeng, "Light the fire and go to the execution."

Xiao Xifeng nodded, took out the prepared torch wrapped in oilcloth, lit it with a match, and then walked towards Miura Kumaji step by step.

At this time, Miura Kumasuke no longer had any domineering and arrogant attitude, his eyes were full of fear, his liver and gallbladder were split, his soul was gone, and he was so scared that he had runny noses and tears.

"Bata bata", peed all over the floor.

It didn't matter if he opened the gate to let out the water, but the rat in the iron bucket was in total darkness. When he accidentally encountered the liquid, he was frightened and frightened. He immediately became animated and screamed in the iron bucket. Tossing up and down.

"Ugh!!!"

Miura Kumaosuke only felt that his life was in the hands of an animal, and his body twisted wildly in the air, trying to escape.

Little Xifeng raised the torch, grinned, walked closer, and then turned the torch sideways to burn only a corner of the iron barrel.

At first, nothing happened.

However, as time went by, the temperature in the iron barrel gradually increased. The pitiful big rat was so hot all over and his claws were so hot that he couldn't care about anything and just wanted to escape.

It rushed to climb to the higher place in front, but was blocked by a piece of wrinkled rotten meat in front of it.

The big mouse was anxious, and he immediately bared his fangs the size of rice grains and bit down hard, trying to break out.

"Uh ah - uh ah -"

The mouse bit him like this, and Miura Kumasuke outside felt pain and howled crazily: "Ah!!! Help!!! Help!!!"

Who will save him?

Everyone frowned and looked at it, only to see that the iron barrel was burned by the torch, and there was a "crackling" and "squeaking" sound inside.

Miura Kumasuke's screams were almost inhuman. Fear and futility captured him at the same time, leaving him without any chance of escape.

Within a moment, everyone saw that in the gap between the small iron bucket and the flesh, while white smoke rose, there was a stream of thick black blood slowly flowing out...

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