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

Definitely a hero.

click.

Clenching his fist slightly, Lin Yi reached out and grabbed the military cap on the table, put it on, "Go and have a look."

"Hi."

Chapter 40

Deng Deng.

Before entering the interrogation room, a strong smell of blood immediately rushed towards him, making Lin Yi's eyes go blank.

call.

Taking a deep breath slightly, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door.

wow.

The sound of splashing water sounded, and Lin Yi just couldn't help but pause when he was about to take a step forward.

zizi.

The sound of flesh being scalded by boiling water sounded.

click.

This is the sound of teeth clenched and about to crack.

Lin Yi looked up, and immediately saw a middle-aged man tied to a wooden stake. His body was covered with bloody wounds. In some places, the bones were even visible. There was no one intact place.

The skin all over his body was even more red, obviously caused by the boiling water just splashed on it.

"Say, your name."

A little devil was standing in front of him, holding a big iron brush in his hand.

click.

Ji Dong clenched his teeth. He knew what the devil was going to do. The boiling water almost softened the flesh and blood. Put the iron brush on it, and with just a light stroke, the flesh and blood would be peeled off.

This is similar to the ancient Ling Chi, and it is called the punishment of grooming.

Pooh.

A mouthful of blood splashed onto the devil's face.

"idiot."

The guy was furious, moved his hand, the iron brush fell on it, and then pulled it.

Porphyrin.

Like the sound of cloth being torn, strips of flesh and blood were scraped off, and blood gushed out like a spring, and the white bones were exposed in just three or two strokes.

This kind of pain can be imagined.

However, any look of fear could be seen on his face, but those eyes were full of determination.

However, any look of fear could be seen on his face, but those eyes were full of determination.

"Come on, use your strength, it's so cool."

"Little devil, if grandpa yells out pain, he will take your surname."

At this moment, looking at that man, looking at his face covered with blood and scars, for some reason, Ji Dong's nose felt a little sore. This is the real Chinese man, a man who is indomitable and unyielding.

He didn't know how many people like the middle-aged man in front of him died at the hands of the devils in this war.

Perhaps they were still bearing the name of traitors who had defected to the devils, and even they might not even be able to leave a whole body, and they just disappeared in the long river of history. After the war, no one will remember them exist.

However, it is these people who have supported the unyielding pride of the Chinese nation for five thousand years.

Five thousand years, how many ups and downs, how many foreign invasions, sinking again and again, rising again and again, the Chinese nation has been overthrown, but it has never been defeated, because there are countless people like the man in front of me. Ordinary people are defending this nation with blood and life.

"Do you want to talk, Zhi/that pig?"

"Call me, Grandpa, come and listen, and I'll tell you."

"idiot"

. . .

"What's the name?"

"My last name is Ri, my first name is your uncle, my uncle Ri, do you remember?"

"idiot."

. . .

"court death."

"I'm looking for death, do you dare to kill?"

"idiot."

. . .

The two little devils kept screaming in anger, but no matter how they tortured them, they couldn't get any useful news.

call.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Dong walked over step by step.

Chapter 41 Bloody (for collection)

Huhu.

The two devils were already out of breath from the fight, and they almost lost their strength.

"ah."

At this moment, the bloodied and dying middle-aged man suddenly let out a scream like a wounded beast, and then his handcuffed hands twitched suddenly.

wow.

In an instant, flesh and blood flew, and the iron chain directly scraped off his thumb and little finger, and the bones and bloody skin just hung there.

Not only the two little devils, but even Ji Dong was taken aback.

No one expected that this middle-aged man who seemed to be dying would burst out with such strength at this time.

Is this something a human can do?

The devil was dumbfounded.

Ji Dong recovered quickly, because he thought of the hero lying in the sea of ​​flames, letting the fire engulf his body without moving at all, and he also thought of the hero who supported the explosive bag with his hands and calmly faced the broken bones. The blood in the bones.

Maybe the hot blood will be cold, maybe the bones will be soft, but this Chinese nation has been passed down for five thousand years, and once the blood flowing in the bones is awakened, it will definitely burst out with a power that makes everyone terrified.

call.

Breaking free from the chain, the middle-aged man rushed towards the devil in front of him.

dong dong.

The little devil was directly thrown to the ground, and the middle-aged man, who was no longer visible as a man, buried his head, opened his mouth, and bit the devil's neck at once, and warm blood gushed out.

Gollum, gollum.

The sound of swallowing sounded, like a vampire, he gulped down the blood of the devil.

"what."

With a shrill scream like a pig being killed, the devil raised his hand desperately, trying to struggle away.

However, this is of no use.

The middle-aged man is still swallowing his blood and gnawing his flesh.

"idiot."

The other devil who was frightened beside him finally came to his senses, rushed over in two or three steps, grabbed the middle-aged man's shoulders with both hands, and pulled him back suddenly, using all his breastfeeding strength to get rid of him.

"help me."

"help me."

The devil's voice was much weaker, full of panic, he felt that the blood in his body was continuously flowing out, and his vitality was also rapidly passing away.

Hopeless!

The artery is broken, no one can save it!

Ji Dong's eyes turned to the middle-aged man, and he sighed. It was indeed a flashback. His injury was too serious. Not to mention that there is no good medical condition here, even if there is, it is too weak to recover.

If every Chinese could be like the middle-aged man in front of him, who in this world would dare to provoke China?

It's a pity that there are also many traitors, traitors, and soft bones.

Ding Deng Deng.

The devil had already rushed out with the injured guy in his arms, trying to make a final futile struggle.

Deng Deng.

Ji Dong also came to the middle-aged man and squatted down.

At this moment, the middle-aged man could hardly keep his eyes open, but looking at Ji Dong who was wearing the devil's military uniform, there was still a sneer on his blood-stained face.

This is a mockery from the descendants of a country with an ancient civilization of [-] years to a group of guys who once knelt on their knees and claimed to be Japanese slaves.

Leaning there, he lost all vitality bit by bit.

Snapped.

The hand lightly landed on the face of the middle-aged man, wiped it down gently, and closed his glaring eyes.

"Rest in peace, another guy, I will make his death more miserable."