Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 609 The Chinese Who Killed Devils and Traitors
As soon as he came in, Zhao Zilong quickly hid in the shadow of the corner and observed the surrounding situation.

Nearby are several rows of uneven houses, some with lights, and some with black lights and black flames.

There are sentry posts and watchtowers in front and behind these buildings.

However, Zhao Zilong found that most of the sentry posts were empty and empty.

When Zhao Zilong was sneaking in the dark, he suddenly sniffed and smelled the smell of meat coming from a distance.

After tightening his brows, he walked quietly following the smell, but only saw a loud noise from the last sentry post.

Through the window of the sentry post, he saw a fire, and he guessed that those two dogs must be grilling.

Seeing the lax defense here, Zhao Zilong breathed a sigh of relief.He groped around the small houses, trying to find where Mr. Zhang Kui Zhang lived.

However, he searched along those larger buildings for more than half an hour, but couldn't find them.

When he was about to go to a three-story building in the distance, he suddenly found that the door of a nearby small house was suddenly opened.

Zhao Zilong quickly hid in the shadow of the wall, and poked his head out gently.

I saw a somewhat robust man walking out of the small house.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Zilong saw clearly that this man was wearing a khaki military uniform, his eyes were like eagles, and his expression was sinister.

The devil scanned the surrounding guard posts and found that there were only people behind them.

"Baga! Where are those Chinese pigs dead?" He couldn't help scolding, and walked towards the guard post behind.

Seeing that the door was still open, Zhao Zilong faintly heard voices coming from inside, one of them seemed to be a little familiar, he frowned, and after observing that there was no one around, he cautiously approached there.

As soon as he approached the door, he heard such words from inside:

"... Mr. Zhang, this time you told us some information about the treasure, which is a great achievement!" A ghost said in unfamiliar Chinese.

"Don't dare, I have longed for the Yamato nation and culture." The voice of an old Chinese man.Zhao Zilong's eyes lit up, and he recognized that this person was Zhang Kui.But then his heart tightened, wondering how much the traitor had told the devil about the treasure.

"Mr. Zhang," the ghost said again, "This time the military instructor came to China, and needs support from all aspects. Can you provide one or two local guides for the military instructor?"

"Martial Instructor?" Hearing this, Zhao Zilong frowned, feeling as if he had heard the name somewhere, but couldn't remember it for a while.

"Is it local?" Zhang Kui asked at this time.

"Not only," the devil's accent was a little heavy, "not only the locals in Nanjing, but also asked to go east to Zhenjiang, Shanghai's road conditions."

"Yes, I don't know when you want to need it?" Zhang Kui asked.

"We are going to Shandong, can you find it within three days?"

"So tight?" Zhang Kui's tone obviously hesitated, and he replied, "I'll try my best."

"Okay," the devil immediately became excited when he heard this, "Mr. Zhang, you are indeed the most loyal friend of the empire. Come on, let me toast you with a glass of sake!"

While talking, the sound of drinking came, and then another sound of drinking came.

"Taijun," Zhang Kui asked in a timid voice, "I just dare to ask, was the Taijun just now sent by the military instructor?"

"Of course," the devil replied happily, "He is the subordinate of the military instructor, one of the Eight Great Tengus, His Excellency the Vulture."

Of course Zhao Zilong knew the names of the Eight Great Tengus. He learned about them from the Military Control Bureau, and he had also fought against the Big Bear, Slender Tiger, Fat Dragon, and Sick Cat among them, and defeated them all.

"Oh, it's really like thunder, like thunder." That Zhang Kui said flatteringly.

Hearing this, Zhao Zilong was thinking about how to get in, when he suddenly sensed the movement in the distance, he hurried back to the corner where he was hiding just now.

Over there, the devil in military uniform named Vulture just came back from the sentry post.

At this time, the ghost in the room also came out. As soon as the two met, they talked a few words casually, and then left.

They walked straight out of the Daxing Palace, got into an old Ford car, and drove out all the way.

After Zhao Zilong observed and sensed that there was no one around, he didn't hesitate, and directly slipped into the room of Mr. Zhang who still opened the door to watch the two little devils leave.

"Mr. Zhang, are you all right?" Zhao Zilong suddenly appeared, frightening the old guy who was about to enter the room to rest.

"You, you?" When Zhang Kui turned his head and saw that it was Zhao Zilong, his face turned pale with fright, and his voice trembled: "Zhuang, strong man, you, how did you get in, who are you?"

"Me," Zhao Zilong stared at the other party, twitching the corners of his mouth, and sneered, "I can walk everywhere in China. As for who I am? Do you even need to ask? I am a Chinese, and I specialize in killing Chinese who are traitors and devils!"

At the end, he deliberately directed his voice towards the old guy, causing the latter to sift through the chaff.

Seeing that there was no one in the room, and Zhao Zilong was nearby, Zhang Kui wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned his triangular eyes, and asked cautiously: "Zhuang, Zhuang, what do you want from me? How much do you want?"

Evidently, he was speechless with fright.

"Money? Hehe, who wants your money," Zhao Zilong said, showing his gold-plated Browning, "The labor and capital came here just to kill you."

Mr. Zhang immediately rolled to the ground, and regardless of his old age and frailty, he hastily knocked his head like a pounding garlic: "Good man, good man, strong man, please spare your life, please spare your life, my family is still alive I live on my own."

"The whole family depends on you alone?" Zhao Zilong stared, a little puzzled, "Old traitor, is it possible that your son is only one year old?"

"No, no," Zhang Kui shook his head and hurriedly explained, "My son, under my wing since he was a child, has developed a habit of loafing and loathing work..."

"That's your family business," Zhao Zilong deliberately pressed a bullet, "I am for the cause of all Chinese people, and I must execute you as an example to others."

When he pressed the bullet, he deliberately made a rattling sound, which made Zhang Kui's heart palpitate.Sifting the chaff of the body is obviously not the most important thing, he was so frightened that he felt jealous.

"Okay, man," Mr. Zhang lay on the ground, he began to walk on his knees until he reached Zhao Zilong's feet, begging, "I mean, I have a lot of money, a lot of money, and it's still in China. I'll tell you now , you go and take it out, it will be enough for three generations of your descendants to live comfortably..."

Zhao Zilong lifted the old man's face up with his right foot, and with a bah sound, he almost spat on the old man's face.Zhang Kui looked cramped and didn't dare to speak anymore.

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