The Old Man of the Anti-japanese War is a Devil

Boom.

The gunshots completely broke the tranquility of this place. The grenades exploded from time to time, and the flames that rose into the sky rolled and ignited several wooden houses on the side of the road. The raging fire lit up the night.

call.

At this moment, a large wave of grenades suddenly flew out from both sides.

"Get down."

Boom boom boom.

Violent explosions sounded one after another, just like setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year, and large swathes of blue smoke filled the air, like a thick layer of fog, blocking the sight of the devil soldiers.

Deng Deng.

The sound of dense footsteps came, and figures emerged from the smoke.

It's a stick.

Taking advantage of the wave of grenade attacks and the cover of gunpowder smoke, these sticks rushed out, each of them still holding a kitchen knife in his hand, holding a big knife, a long gun, an axe, etc. Anyway, there are all kinds of cold weapons.

Ji Dong even saw a few guys holding kitchen knives in their hands, which made him a little surprised. Could it be that these sticks have their heads filled with shit?Otherwise, how could he have the courage to fight against the bayonet with a kitchen knife?

call.

And when they saw the sticks rushing over, all the ghost soldiers' eyes were red and bloodshot. Hand-to-hand combat was their eternal pain. It was beaten to pieces.

But now, these sticks are still here?

Do you really think that devils like them are weak chickens who can be abused by anyone?

A group of sticks who have been ruled by their Great Japanese Empire for decades, how can they compare with other Chinese?But now, these sticks are going to fight hand-to-hand, how can this make these ghost soldiers not angry?

Swish.

Before Ji Yi could shout a few words such as "Long live the Great Japanese Empire" and "Long live the Emperor", all these devil soldiers were automatically bloodied and entered a state of berserk.

"On the bayonet."

Whoa, whoa.

One by one, the devil soldiers got up from the ground, put away the [-] caps they were holding in their hands, and then took out the bayonet that was emitting a cold light, and quickly put it on.

Kakaka.

Grass.

Seeing the ghost soldiers start to retreat bullets, Ji Dong was also speechless. This kind of spirit is commendable, but for Bangzi, he still talks about these dry wool.

"kill."

"The Chinese can defeat the devils, so can we."

"Come with me."

"Come with me."

Ding Deng Deng.

In a short while, those sticks rushed over with a roar.

Looking at the murderous sticks, Ji Dong was thinking silently in his heart, could it be that these guys have already cultivated the legendary indestructible body of King Kong, reaching the point of invulnerability?Otherwise, how dare these guys rush over to fight hand-to-hand combat like this, the posture is very handsome, the movements are cool, there is something for him, he?

Originally, he thought that these sticks must have some strength and shrewdness if they dared to attack.

puff puff.

The sound of flesh being torn was heard, and warm blood splashed out in the night.

Swish.

Ji Dong glanced across the fighting area, and as expected, in the first round of fighting, almost all the dead were sticks, only a few two or three devil soldiers were chopped to the ground.

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Ding Deng Deng.

It's just that these sticks were obviously premeditated, and the number of people assembled was larger. At least, the current situation was basically three or four sticks against one devil.

However, there is no egg use.

There are a lot of sticks, but the style of play is completely hooligan/rogue style, adhering to the principle of strength in numbers and momentum, rushing in a swarm, and some people were even knocked to the ground.

Although some sticks are not bad, but even with super god's strength, they can't hold back teammates like pigs.

The ghost soldiers are completely different, all three devils fight together back to back, holding bayonets and sticks, ensuring that their vests will not be attacked, just concentrate on dealing with the sticks in front of them.

There is no suspense at all.

Ji Dong had no choice but to reach out, took out a cigarette, lit it up with a snap, and smoked. Although he was a little bored, it was not bad to watch the devils and sticks kill there.

Swish.

And almost instantly, some sticks noticed him.

There's no way, it's hard not to pay attention, this street has completely turned into a bloody battlefield, and he is standing there, smoking a cigarette, with a dozen devil soldiers guarding him.

Arrogant.

He is too arrogant.

The leader's teeth are about to be crushed. This is a bloody and cruel battlefield. That devil is standing there leisurely smoking a cigarette. This is a shame to them naked/naked/naked.

boom.

Kicking away the devil in front of him, he grabbed a big knife and rushed towards Ji Dong.

(PS: Thank you everyone for your support. Today, I participated in the wedding of my good brother. The next update will be around [-]:[-] in the evening!).

Chapter 202 Capture the thief first and capture the king first? (seeking first order)

Ding Deng Deng.

With a lunge, the big knife in the stick's hand was swung suddenly.

when.

An irresistible force came from the bayonet, and the body of the devil soldier who wanted to stop the guy slanted, and a look of panic flashed across his face.

boom.

Before he could adjust his body, Bangzi's right foot landed on his stomach, and with a puff, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the devil soldier flew upside down immediately.

"Not bad."

Ji Dong nodded while smoking a cigarette. The stick's skill seemed to be the most powerful among the "[-]" group. A big knife danced with great force, obviously it had been specially practiced.

click.

Seeing the admiration on Ji Dong's face, still nodding and smiling, the stick's teeth were almost shattered. He remembered that when he was a child, his Chinese master often praised him in this way. Obviously, the devil General He was treated as a brat, how could this not make them feel aggrieved.

call.

Taking a deep breath, he clenched the long knife in his hand and glanced viciously. He even killed the Chinese master. Could it be that he couldn't kill a devil today?

Ding Deng Deng.

The three devil soldiers rushed over in unison, and the three gleaming bayonets stabbed straight from three directions. Under the action of the momentum, the bayonets even made a slight sound of piercing the air.

Swish.

The body was slightly sideways, the stick dodged, and the big knife held in the right hand suddenly swung down, only to hear a thud, and the three bayonets were cut straight and sank.

thump.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he stomped his right foot, and he leaped forward like lightning, and in an instant he came in front of a ghost soldier. His left hand was like a spirit snake that had been dispatched, and he grabbed the neck with a snap, and then twisted.

click.

The terrifying sound of bone cracking sounded, and the frightened expression on the devil soldier's face froze instantly, and the stick didn't stop for a moment, and kicked the devil soldier next to him away with a bang, and then he tapped his right foot, turned his body sideways, and avoided the first attack. The bayonets stabbed by the three devil soldiers swung the bayonets that had been retracted long ago.

puff.

Warm blood splattered, and the thick sword immediately sank into the devil's neck.

He raised his hand, drew out the big knife, and brought up a spatter of blood, and the face of the stick was full of arrogance, and looked in the direction of Ji Dong proudly, killing three devil soldiers instantly, he wanted to see that What the hell would the guy react.

what?

what?

Seeing that Ji Dong still had that good, good, teachable expression, the stick was completely angry, and stared straight at Ji Dong, if he didn't kill him, it would be hard to dispel the hatred in his heart.

"Come here a few people, capture the thief first, capture the king, and kill that devil with me."

"Yes."

Immediately, a group of sticks around responded and gathered towards this guy.

Catch the thief first to catch the king?

The ghost soldiers who wanted to stop them stopped one by one, and the king was the first to capture the thief?Are these sticks tired?Dare to take the initiative to fight with their chief, what is the difference between this and death?

Swish.

And the leader Bangzi frowned all of a sudden, the reaction of these devils was a bit wrong, at this time, shouldn't they be yelling, rushing to stop them, and desperately protecting that chief?

But now?

The ghost soldiers obviously didn't make any effort, as if they were releasing water...  …

How is this possible?

The strangest thing was that those ghost soldiers were looking at them almost sympathetically, with pitiful expressions on their faces, as if they were looking at a group of people who were actively looking for death.

This is too abnormal.

call.

Taking a deep breath, a flash of determination flashed in the stick's eyes. At this time, they had no choice. As long as they killed this devil, he would definitely become famous and have a great chance of being unified. All the resistance forces, when the time comes, he will be regarded as the leader of one party.

The most important thing is that he is very confident in his own strength. The Chinese who taught him is definitely a master. Unfortunately, the old guy refused to marry his granddaughter to him, forcing him to kill the old man Guy, then 2.1 raped that woman.

Ding Deng Deng.