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Chapter eight hundred and fiftieth: Back to the light

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    Return to the light!

    Jing Tengsaburo probably wouldn't be able to survive after all this tossing, but it was precisely because of this that he became even more ruthless. Before he died, he tried to kill these two women!

    Who is the scariest person in the world?  Of course it is mental illness. Once mental illness attacks, normal three or five strong men will be afraid. Mental illness will burst out with huge potential, but now, when Jing Tengsaburo attacks before he dies, he will have unparalleled damage.  force.

    He no longer cared about the wound on his stomach. When he pulled out the sickle, there was a big gash in his stomach. Not only the blood, but even the intestines began to flow out. Jing Tengsaburo didn't care at all.  , just thinking about killing Zhao Xiuqin first, and then turning around to deal with Zhao Xiuhong.

    His eyes showed a fierce light, his face was ferocious, and the sickle in his hand was still stained with blood, his appearance was indescribably terrifying.

    At this moment, Zhao Xiuqin was stunned. She knew that it was impossible for her to escape. Is her beautiful life like a flower going to disappear like this?  How unwilling, but even though she was unwilling, she had no other choice. She didn't regret it. She was proud to die for the motherland, but she regretted that she had just met the man she liked and hadn't had time to be with her.  Something happened to that man and he was going to die.

    Jing Teng Saburo rushed forward fiercely, Zhao Xiuhong nervously raised the wooden stick, and wanted to continue hitting Jing Teng Saburo, but this could not save Zhao Xiuqin, at this moment, suddenly, there was a loud shout.

    "Little devil, don't be arrogant!" At this moment, following the voice, one person and one horse came quickly. On the horseback, a tall man with a cold face held a red tasseled gun in his hand.  Seeing that it was too late, the man used his right hand to throw the red-tasseled spear as if it were a javelin.

    Poof!

    The red-tasseled gun came through the air, and accurately pierced into the little devil's body, and even, under the huge force, drove the little devil's body backwards, and ruthlessly plunged into the dirt slope behind.

    The ferocity in Jing Tengsaburo's eyes suddenly disappeared. He looked at the red-tasseled gun pierced in his chest in disbelief, and watched the blood flow out from there.  He desperately wanted to breathe, but the oppression in his chest was getting worse. He knew that his lungs had been pierced. At this moment, the gurgling blood was soaking his alveoli. Soon, he would suffocate because he could not breathe.  up.

    Jing Teng Saburo twisted his head with difficulty, looked at the two women on both sides, and looked at the rider on the horse. At this time, the rider had already pulled out the box cannon from his waist, and then, facing him,  Always be ready to pull the trigger.

    "Brother Wei!" Zhao Xiuqin immediately became happy when she saw the rider on horseback: "Why are you here?"

    The person who came was Wei Dayong, his eyes were still fixed on the devil, and seeing the devil's head drooping, he should have passed away, but the eyeballs were not closed all the time, it seemed that he was dying?  What is there to die for, little devil, come to our Chinese land to play wild and be killed, isn't it normal?  Are you still wronged?

    Monk Wei murmured in his heart, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he happened to have already rode up to him. He got off his horse, looked at the two women who were still in shock, and said, "Are you all right?"

    "It's okay." Zhao Xiuhong said: "We have an emergency and need to report to Captain Li immediately."

    Now, there should be no devils, right?  Even if there are devils, I am not afraid anymore. With Wei Monk as a great god here, who else would dare to make trouble?

    At this time, after a lot of fighting, the two girls were exhausted, but, thinking of the emergency, they still tried their best to control their bodies and stood up.

    Zhao Xiuqin picked up the box cannon on the ground, feeling a little happy in her heart. This was the first time that the little devil's weapon had been seized. With this box cannon, if she encountered such a situation in the future, she would be able to shoot right away.

    Monk Wei walked over a few steps, pulled out the red-tasseled gun from the little devil's body, wiped the clean parts of the little devil's body, and said, "We need to deal with this little devil's body first, otherwise it will be killed by other little devils."  If you find out, it¡¯s not good.¡±

    Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiuhong immediately reacted: "Have you received the news?"

    "Yes, Comrade Xiuhong, our intelligence agency in Taiyuan City has recovered, and sent out another message, little devil, there is a secret Mashiko advance team operating in our base area, these little devils, the means  Very powerful, all can speak our Chinese, the target is probably our arsenal, maybe even our Eighth Route Army headquarters, so, ?Our Independent Cavalry Regiment sent out a large number of patrols to step up their search and take strict precautions.  "

    It was precisely because of this that Monk Wei appeared here. Of course, before leaving, Li Yunlong also specially instructed him to go and see Zhao Xiuqin. Little devils are active in this area. She is a girl, so she has to be careful.

    As a result, it really happened.

    However, where did the devils here come from?

    "We have already encountered this team." Zhao Xiuhong said: "In order to avoid accidents, we led this devil's special forces to Zhaojiayu, and temporarily stabilized the little devil."

    Hearing this, Monk Wei was overjoyed immediately: "Really? That's great, our Captain Li is worrying. It would be great to know that you have found the trail of this little devil!"

    During the conversation, another cavalry came over. Monk Wei asked his men to dispose of the devil's body. At the same time, he used his two horses, took two girls, and rushed to the county to report to Li Yunlong.

    In the past, Zhao Xiuqin had never ridden a horse. However, in the village, there were still opportunities to ride a donkey. Now that the situation was urgent, after she got on the horseback, she rode steadily.

    This feeling is really good.

    Facing the blowing wind, Zhao Xiuqin's heart was full of joy. She didn't know if it was because she killed the devil with her own hands, or because she was saved by Monk Wei, or because she was going to see Captain Li again just after a day's separation.

    Commander Li, he is the well-known commander of the Eighth Route Army in Shanxi. His battle stories are endless!  How can such a hero not have a woman by his side to take care of his daily life?

    I am willing to be his woman!

    Just, how to tell him about it?  Thinking of this, countless ripples appeared in Zhao Xiuqin's heart.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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