20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 227 Hengge Lanrong is a family [Additional update 1]

"Kill me!" Miura Kumasuke shouted sternly, "Kill me quickly! Please, kill me quickly!"

In the past, the Japanese were arrogant and domineering; now, they can only cry and howl.

They are all human beings, and Hu Xiaoyan really knows how to destroy a person.

Punishment is not physical pain, but mental torture.

The big rat in the iron bucket was flying up and down, biting wildly, making all the men present feel intimidated.

Li Zheng couldn't help but rode his horse to Jiang Xiaodao and whispered: "Brother, you have to take care of yourself!"

"Huh? Uh-" Jiang Xiaodao stuttered and replied, "Don't worry, my wife loves me and she is very controlled by me."

How to say something?
If you really are not a family, you won’t enter the same house!

Everyone was speechless and allowed Miura Kumasuke to wail for a long time. When the blood flowed from the gap in the iron barrel, down his legs and all over the floor, Hu Xiaoyan just gave the order: "Okay. Stop it."

Xiao Xifeng moved the torch in response, and the others followed closely behind Miura and untied the wire.

"Crash-"

A stream of blood immediately flowed to the ground, and the special iron barrel crashed to the ground, shaking left and right twice, bringing out some bits of flesh and blood.

Shao Qing, the big rat poked its head out of the iron bucket, staring with its two small black eyes. The hair on its body was soaked with blood, and the strands stood up one by one.

The big mouse squeaked twice and then ran away in a flash.

Looking up again to see Miura Kusuke hanging in mid-air, the "foundation" has been chewed away, leaving only a little bit of skin and flesh stuck together.

The whole person was like an animal that had been slapped, his eyes were empty, and he was lifeless.

Xiao Xifeng obeyed the order and cut the rope with a knife. Miura Kumasuke then fell to the ground with a "pop", throwing up a cloud of dust.

"Grumpy wheelie ..."

Xiaohua pushed the wooden wheelchair and slowly approached. Hu Xiaoyan glanced at the Japs on the ground with disdain and asked coldly: "Do you regret it?"

"just kill me……"

Miura Kumasuke answered the question incorrectly.

His face was quite pale, and his lips were trembling against the ground. Every breath seemed particularly laborious. Due to excessive blood loss, his body began to spasm uncontrollably.

"Of course." Hu Xiaoyan slowly pulled out the pistol from her sleeve, "But what I'm asking you now is, do you regret it?"

For the first time in his life, Miura Xiongsuke felt afraid of a woman. He was afraid that a slight disobedience would lead to a new round of torture, so he hurriedly used up his last bit of strength and said: "I regret it later! Kill me quickly!" "

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out, and Hu Xiaoyan killed someone for the first time.

The gunshot also woke up Dong Shaode who was kneeling not far away.

The fact that "Chuan'erhong" was tortured in Dongyang Prison was inseparable from him. At this moment, he immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Brother Dao, sister-in-law, I was wrong! Sister Hong's previous I know I was wrong! I was forced by the Bai family at that time, and I didn’t want to hand Sister Hong over to the Japanese! Brother Dao, please spare me this time!"

Jiang Xiaodao had a look of disgust on his face, raised his hand, whipped his hand, and ordered: "Get on the boat!"

Si Fengkou listened to the order and immediately rushed over, pressed Dong Shaode under him, and tied him up.

"Brother Dao! Brother Dao, I was so wrong! If you cut off my hand again, please let me go this time!" Dong Shaode's bones were weak and his muscles were numb, and he was at his mercy. "Brother Dao, I beg you! Sister-in-law! I can speak Japanese, and I can be your translator in the future. You will need me! Sister-in-law, please help me speak!"

However, Hu Xiaoyan ignored it at all.

Jiang Xiaodao winked at Han Xinyuan and said coldly: "According to the rules on the mountain, take him for two laps!"

Han Xinyuan was Chuan'erhong's confidant, and he naturally hated Dong Shaode deeply. He immediately stepped on his chest, tore open his clothes to reveal his lower abdomen, and then lightly scratched it with a short knife.

This knife, relying on a clever force, cut through the skin and flesh, but did not damage the organs. It only gave Dong Shaode a "heart-breaking feeling".

"Ah! Brother, brother, what are you going to do?" Dong Shaode lowered his head and glanced at the scarlet red skin, his lips turned white with fear, "Brothers, please stop messing around! Ah?"

"Fuck you!"

Han Xinyuan leaned over and punched him, then tied Dong Shaode's rope to his saddle, got on his horse, and whipped up his whip.

The fierce horse galloped wildly on the wasteland. Dong Shaode lay on the ground and was stabbed again. How could he keep up? He fell to the ground before he could take two steps.

Horse hooves gallop and dust fills the air.

The knife edge on the lower abdomen was dragged so close to the ground that small gravel rolled into the abdomen. Needless to say, the knife edge also stretched wider and wider. It only dragged out a short distance and brought out a lot of flesh and blood.

Dong Shaode wanted to turn over and land on his back, but Han Xinyuan naturally refused to give him this chance. He immediately turned the horse's head around, circled around, and ran back.

After running back and forth like this for more than a dozen times, bright red blood marks were drawn on the ground. Dong Shaode's wailing gradually subsided and finally fell silent.

"Uh-" Han Xinyuan tightened the reins and the horse's hooves slowly stopped.

Looking back at Dong Shaode, his stomach was already empty, and he naturally died on the spot.

"Brother Dao!"

"Yes!" Jiang Xiaodao nodded, "Let's bury these two people on the spot!"

After saying that, Jiang Xiaodao knocked the horse's belly with his heel, slowly came to Li Zheng, smiled, and asked, "Brother Li Zheng, are you really not going to stay for the New Year?"

"No, celebrating the New Year in the city is boring, it's the fun in the mountains!" Li Zheng said immediately, clasping his fists, "Besides, our brothers came down the mountain on orders from the boss to help you. Now, you should kill All my enemies have been killed, and if I hang around any longer, the boss will be unhappy!"

"This time, I have to thank you for your help. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to make things go so smoothly on my own!"

"The time is right, the place is right, and the people are right. You have taken advantage of everything. Of course, everything goes smoothly! This trip is not in vain. The cash in the Bai family's house is enough for us to go back and pay the errand."

"Brother Li Zheng, I hope we can still have the opportunity to cooperate!"

"That's great! We are all on the line. The food, gold and silver we grabbed in the mountains have to be transported to the city to sell them. I hope my brothers will take care of them!"

People who travel around the world are often called "Laohe".

The word "合" has two meanings: one is "one person, one mouthful", walking around the world, no matter whether it is the Eight Gates in the Light or the Eight Gates in the Dark, in the final analysis, it is all for the sake of chewing one's head and having a full meal; It means "cooperation". No matter what the sect, or how many generations back, they are all the ancestors of the same family.

The way is:
A flower on the river and lake road, Hengge Lanrong belongs to the same family.

Although they are not biological brothers, they have never been separated.

After all the fighting and killing, and having gained a firm foothold, it was time to talk about the world.

Jiang Xiaodao also needs to change his mentality - peace is the most important thing!
"Brother Li Zheng, since you don't want to stay in Fengtian for a long time, it would be pretentious for me to persuade you again. However, before leaving, I have something that I should give to a few brothers as a thought."

"Oh?" Li Zheng and others asked with a smile, "And there are gifts? You city people are still very particular after all!"

Jiang Xiaodao smiled mysteriously, but asked Si Fengkou to go to the carriage to get the gift.

After a while, several piles of dark brown Western felt hats were held in front of Li Zheng and others. This hat was not like an ordinary hat. It had a hard cowhide surface, a high top and wide brim, and the sides were slightly raised. It looked quite rare.

Hats are a fashionable item nowadays. For Li Zheng and others, although they are not as practical as cotton hats, they are still quite satisfying.

Si Fengkou gave ten beards and distributed one to each of them.

Li Zheng and others put it on their heads with great interest and said with a smile: "Your hat looks different from other people's hats!"

"That's what you said! Can I have the nerve to give away those crappy street goods!" Jiang Xiaodao didn't know how to pretend to understand, so he started talking nonsense, "This thing is called a cowboy hat! It's not a hat worn by cowherds, it's an American product. All American beards wear this!”

"Huh? Americans also have beards?"

"That's not true! They are still breaking into Guandong, but I heard that they are going to the west!"

Li Zheng laughed loudly, turned his head, looked around and said, "Brothers, did you hear that foreigners also have online ligatures? Yes! Brother, sister-in-law, thank you very much!"

Jiang Xiaodao clasped his fists: "Thank you for your hard work! We can't change the mountains and the rivers, and the rivers can't change the people - see you later! Take care!"

"Brother Jiang, thank you for your hard work! Take care!" All the beards clasped their fists together, "Let's go!"

After saying that, Li Zheng immediately turned his horse's head, without saying any nonsense, he led his brothers to gallop their horses and whips, followed by a "rumbling" sound of horse hoofs, raising a cloud of dust, and headed south back to the mountain.

Jiang Xiaodao stood there, watching everyone's retreating figures.

"Grumpy wheelie ..."

Hu Xiaoyan came to Jiang Xiaodao and watched the ten cowboy hats gradually go away. She finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Thanks to their help this time, it's easy to ask the gods but difficult to send them away, so it's settled."

However, Jiang Xiaodao looked up into the distance, with a worried look on his face, and murmured to himself: "It's dangerous!"

"What danger?" Hu Xiaoyan asked warily.

"It's not that we are in danger." Jiang Xiaodao shook his head, "I mean Uncle Wang. The mountains are much more wild than our city."

"Is it our father's brother, Wang Guihe? Do you think he will replace him?"

"Hey! I don't know." Jiang Xiaodao did not dare to judge easily, "I just don't think he is the kind of person who can stay under others for a long time."

Hu Xiaoyan also agrees with this.

While the couple was talking, Xiao Dongfeng suddenly came up from behind, clapped his hands twice, and said, "Brother Dao, those two have finished burying them, can we leave?"

"Let's go!" Jiang Xiaodao suddenly remembered something, "I still have to say goodbye to Brother Zhang!"

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