"Ah! It hurts so much." Kuroda slowly opened his eyes and shouted in pain.

The fire not only burned his legs and lower body, but also burned a lot of his clothes. However, his hands were tied to the tree with a leather belt, and he had to keep kneeling on the ground.

The spy captain frowned and looked at his subordinates with heartache and endured pain. Cold sweat couldn't help but emerge from his back. Where was the cruel and terrifying guy hiding? What kind of trap did he set up to deal with him? If he went to rescue his subordinates, would he end up like Kuroda? A fierce ideological struggle was in his mind.

"Miss, how are you hurt?" The two businessmen pulled the young follower to a hidden place, and the young businessman asked anxiously.

"Hit, hit my arm." The young follower endured the pain and forced a smile, "I didn't hurt my muscles, no need to bear it.

The middle-aged businessman breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and said helplessly: "Let's go home. This place is too dangerous. If the young master's revenge is not achieved, Miss, you have another accident, but how can we explain it to the master?"

"Brother's revenge must be avenged." The young follower said stubbornly: "Otherwise I will never go out."

"Miss." The young businessman teared the cloth strip from his clothes and persuaded: "There are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains. We are strong dragons and do not suppress local snakes. We may not be able to afford this king. "In Manchuria, we have a wide range of ears and ears and many helpers, but here. Those who are not familiar with the land have offended the Japanese. Let's go back and make more preparations. A gentleman takes the revenge. It's not too late for ten years, so why bother to be at this moment?" The middle-aged businessman took the cloth strip and bandaged the wound of the young follower.

"You are scared before you see Wang Busi?" The young follower stared at the two of them with big eyes, "Then you go back, I'll go find him alone."

"Miss, why do you say that?" the young businessman glanced at the middle-aged businessman's face and said softly.

"I'm old and useless." The middle-aged businessman shook his head with a wry smile.

"Uncle Fourth." The young follower apologized and grabbed the middle-aged businessman's hand, "Don't be angry, I don't mean that."

"Okay." The middle-aged businessman stroked the young follower's head lovingly, "No need to say anything more. I watched you grow up. Don't you know your temper? Don't look back if you don't hit the wall."

The young follower smiled embarrassedly, revealing his snow-white and neat teeth.

"Let's go, let's continue." The middle-aged businessman stood up, pulled out the muffle gun from his waist and waved it. "Although the fourth uncle hasn't moved his muscles well for a long time, his body can block a few bullets for you."

"Uncle Fourth." The young follower's eyes were a little wet and called out with emotion.

"Little Liuzi." The middle-aged businessman turned his head and said to the young businessman seriously: "I'm exploring the way in front, you're following behind. If something happens, don't worry about me. You must protect the lady from leaving safely. Do you understand?"

"Dad. I understand." The young businessman nodded unwillingly.

The Japanese spy captain gave up his impulse and hid himself well. He looked up at the sky and prepared to deal with the enemies in the dark until dawn.

Wu Ming suddenly let go of the cloth strip in his hand, and a branch that was bent to the limit suddenly bounced back, slamming into the tree. With the sound of clamoring, the snow-covered branches on the tree fell down one after another.

The spy captain was shocked and raised his hand at the small tree with flying dust and snow, then rolled on the spot and hid behind a big tree.

His movements were very sharp and his reaction was very fast. Wu Ming nodded gently and quickly threw a grenade while the spy captain had just hid behind a big tree and could not see him. Then he jumped up, holding a gun in one hand and a stone picked up on the ground in the other hand, moving forward quickly in a zigzag shape.

Just now, he put his back on a big tree, and a grenade with blue smoke was thrown to the front of his ground. The captain of the spy exclaimed and slapped on the ground, rolling and moving his position again. He was scolding in his heart, who is this? He also used a grenade to bully people!

The sound of a bang made the captain's ears buzz. Before he could recover, a dark thing landed not far from him.

"Ah!" The spy captain was about to vomit blood. His opponent was really a pervert. He even threw away the grenades and had to blow himself to death.

Get out, I'll roll left, I'll roll right. The spy captain struggled to perform the lazy donkey rolling on the ground.

Wu Ming jumped hard, grabbed a branch with one hand, his whole body hung up, condescendingly, swung his right hand, "Baopao..." The bullet chased the spy captain and swept across.

The spy captain stopped rolling and lay on the ground with his face facing the sky and the earth. At least three bullets were hit by his chest, abdomen, waist and back. Blood kept flowing out. In a short while, there was a piece of bright red under his body.

He turned his head in pain and looked at it with a wry smile on his lips. The thing that just fell down seemed to be a grenade. He was actually fucked by a stone, which made his opponent suffer a blow.

Without getting close, Wu Ming stood there coldly watching the life of the spy captain slowly passing with the blood.

"Wang Busi." The spy captain said with a wry smile: "It must be you! I really didn't expect that I would actually meet you."

"I didn't expect it." Wu Ming shook his head and shook off the snow falling from the trees. "If you don't chase me, you might be able to live a little longer."

"What a pity." The spy captain's voice weakened. "I can't remind Mr. Okamura. In fact, you are terrible. No, it's not your skilled murder skills, but your mind and acting skills. This is really a pity."

The spy captain looked at the night sky, twitched his lips, his voice getting smaller and smaller, and finally he could no longer make any sound.

"Yuriko, Sakura, Mount Fuji..." Wu Ming still vaguely distinguished these Japanese words from the last inaudible voice of the spy captain.
Chapter completed!