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Chapter 307: All the Joy

The boss Feng Quan roared angrily. As soon as he finished speaking, a small red stick in his hand was immediately thrown to the ground.

Starting from the murderous demon Shiro Ishii, the 81 despicable island country men and women kneeling on the ground, the wooden strips behind the necks of the necks of the Nakajoyama Base were removed one by one.

Shiro Ishii, who is a madman, a pervert and a doctor of medicine, never thought that he would face a day, and he was very uncomfortable with rushing his feet.

180 cm is a giant from the island country. He was tied up by his phone line and was pressed to the ground by his friends. Is there anything wrong with him?

Maybe it was because of the fact that there were too many people in this fight, and I was numb. I looked at Feng Quan with a cold look in my eyes, and I had the attitude of wanting to use Feng Quan as a test subject.

If you can't speak, this guy just shrouded the enemies around you with disapproving eyes, and his eyes felt strange.

What makes the scalp tingling is that Shiro Ishii has a very strange smell - a dead smell!

The strange eyes looked particularly deep, like a black hole that could devour everything, which made the 78 Chinese civilians who had never seen parting in life and death a little chilled, and some even took a few steps back.

In order to prevent this guy from committing suicide, Shiro Ishii's bloody mouth was tightly stuffed by his friends with his crotch cloth.

Ishii Shiro was very happy to find that his eyes could scare away the Chinese. If he hadn't been stuffed with his mouth, this guy would have laughed to the sky.

I'm so mama! You're not convinced? I'm specializing in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction!!

Feng Quan jumped down from the platform and walked quickly to Shiro Ishii. His attitude of being arrogant and imposing without anger made Shiro Ishii suddenly determine that Feng Quan was the boss among these people.

Shiro Ishii struggled desperately, as if there was something to say. Feng Quan winked at his friend and said that he could give him a chance. When the friend pulled him hard, Shiro Ishii's mouth was liberated.

Maybe it's because I haven't spoken for a long time. Shiro Ishii miss being able to speak, and his mouth tilted a few times quickly, and he couldn't wait to ask his own questions.

"My will soon see the great god Amaterasu from our great Japanese empire. Can you tell me that yours is the God-Master? Please!!"

If you don’t accept it, the murderous demon Shiro Ishii looks polite and has no idea!

Feng Quan looked at him with a smile and said slowly: "Anyway, you all will die soon! It's okay for me to tell you, let you be a wise ghost! Listen well, I'm Feng Quan from Zhongtiao Mountain Base!!"

Shiro Ishii's eyes suddenly became much bigger, a little unaware of it, but a satisfied smile immediately piled on his face full of flesh.

"Nani? Yours is Feng Quan? Yaoxi! If I can die under Feng Sang, I can rest assured even if I die."

He answered Shiro Ishii's question impatiently. Feng Quan didn't want to bother with him anymore. The two big men, mother-in-law, looked like a god, and wanted to kill the mess with a quick knife.

"My patience is limited. Do you have any questions? Let's go quickly if you have farts! If you don't have one, it will start!"

Shiro Ishii was anxious and quickly asked a second question, "Can you tell me, did you find this place?"

Others, especially the soldiers of the Military Intelligence Bureau and the Northeast Volunteer Army, expressed their interest when they heard Shiro Ishii's question.

After all, this place can be considered our territory. Why don’t we know the existence of this murderous devil’s cave?

The 50 foreigners and 78 civilians were even more unaware of the fact that no one spoke, saying that they wanted to listen carefully.

Damn it! There is no village in front or shop behind here. Do you have to tell you that I came here through time because I am very familiar with history?

"cannot!"

Feng Quanli easily rejected Shiro Ishii who was like a curious baby, and Shiro Ishii was of course very disappointed.

"Man is a way of being a beast, but beast has a way of being a beast." Is there any way to drive my feet?

The 530 people who were watching who did not know the truth were also a little disappointed, but thinking about this famous saying from China, they all expressed relief.

If you don’t have a diamond, don’t take care of porcelain work. If Feng Dadao didn’t have two brushes, how could he support this mysterious and maze-like Zhongtiao Mountain base alone?

As Feng Quan devotes part of his energy to Yufeng Grain Bank, headquartered in the imperial capital Nanjing, and Jiuzhou Bank, headquartered in the same city, more and more people know about Feng Quan's existence.

There are also many legends about Feng Quan in the world, such as the rebirth of the second master of Shenma Guan, Qin Qiong, Yuchi Jingde, etc.

Because Feng Quan's slogan to the outside world is to not fight civil wars, but only fight Japan, this beautiful name has been collectively praised by all decent people, and many people like it.

When Feng Quan was in charge of the Huaxia Charity Disaster Relief Team, the families rescued from the brink of death, as well as the families who lived in different places in China and who received Feng Quan's help on the battlefield all made him a life and death tablet.

Since Feng Dadao's family can create such a big situation, there must be various unknown secret methods.

It’s so annoying that people compare with people. If you compare with goods, you have to be a bird! Is there any envy, jealousy and hatred?

Feng Quan's simple word "can't" made everyone think a lot, and the admiration in his eyes looked at him was more.

Unlike the 530 people watching, Shiro Ishii felt deeply helpless and said weakly: "Okay! You shoot me to death! Mine, work without any other problems!"

"Ha ha ha ha"

"Ha ha ha ha"

"Damn it! This little Japanese is really interesting. Feng Dazhen is ready for Lingchi. He wants to get a pretty one!"

"Geeh"

“Fuckyou!”

......

Feng Quan smiled the happiestly. He was laughing at him with tears in his eyes, a little unstoppable rhythm.

As the initiator of the 731st Unit, Shiro Ishii felt more and more unaware of it. Haga! Their work is to laugh at the god of the horse?

Mine, if Feng Sang shot, and if I beat mine to death, is there any ridiculous hero?

Suddenly, Shiro Ishii's cunning eyes turned a few times, as if he realized something, and quickly asked a question.

"Feng Sang, don't you want to use a gun to kill me? Nani? What do you want to be swollen?"

When Shiro Ishii asked another question, Feng Quan thought it was fun and wanted to tease him.

There is a saying that: if God wants to make death, he must first make it crazy.

Even if Lingchi, who was cut into pieces, killed Shiro Ishii, did not destroy his satisfying bird mentally and psychologically!

"Mr. Shiro Ishii, you have killed many Chinese and foreigners through various means. Are you still so ignorant of the rules? Are you going to be so swelling?"

After Feng Quan said that, his eyes looking at Shiro Ishii were filled with helplessness.

Shiro Ishii! My mother is so stupid! You are such a dou bird that can’t be helped!

You have done so many bad things that are harmful to nature. How can you die so easily? Death quickly should be a very difficult thing for you!

I want to make the Tathagata Buddha in China, the God of the West, and the god Ma Amaterasu, the island country, unable to take you in!

Shiro Ishii's face, who was already very pale, became even more pale, his tone of speaking was no longer so straightforward, and his body began to tremble.

"Nani Fonsang, do you want to deal with my work?"

Feng Quan did not rush to answer Shiro Ishii's question. He stretched out his right hand and a quick-witted friend quickly stuffed a three-bay cigarette and lit it respectfully for the boss.

"hiss..."

"puff!"

Feng Quan took a deep breath of cigarette and blew it around Shiro Ishii's nostrils.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!!"

Shiro Ishii was choked by the thick smoke and burst into tears. He coughed violently. His former arrogant attitude had long disappeared.

"Ha ha ha ha"

"Geeh"

Seeing the murderous demon's embarrassing expression, the onlookers burst into laughter.

"Baga! Yours are not allowed to work with laughter! All of yours are dead!!"

"Ha ha ha ha"

"Geeh"

The whole body was tied up and had become a fallen fish. The threat of Shiro Ishii, who could not escape, had no effect, and the laughter was louder and lasted longer.

Feng Quan plans to continue to stimulate this fool mentally and get some news!

Feng Quan, who made up his mind, turned around and said to the friends around him: "The construction is about to start, bring that large fishing fish!"

Shiro Ishii was even more unaware of it when he heard it, "Nani? How can fishermen use it?"

Damn it! You are not a military doctor who claims to be a murderer? You are too ignorant!

Feng Quan clenched his right fist at Shiro Ishii, raised his thumb to the ground, and said slowly: "Mr. Shiro Ishii, you are so disappointing to me. Even the Lingchi of China doesn't know, and the child is unspeakable!"

"Emma! Lingchi's work! Mine..."

Shiro Ishii was frightened. Ishii Shiro Ishii understood Lingchi very much. Just now, it was just a short-circuited thinking.

In fact, Shiro Ishii had also cursed Lingchi for others, and he also knew very well about China's profound interrogation culture. He also knew clearly that Lingchi's highest record was 3,357.

Finally understood his ending, Shiro Ishii began to struggle helplessly, trying hard to break free from the shackles of the phone line on his body.

But these efforts were declared invalid, and their hands and feet were tied up, and there was no room for activity. The result was counterproductive. The more Shiro Ishii struggled, the tighter the telephone line was.

Human potential is great, but not endless. A very strong telephone line has a large part of it that has entered Shiro Ishii's muscles.

Seeing that efforts were not effective, Shiro Ishii used another move, opening his bloody mouth with a rhythm of biting his tongue and committing suicide.

Who is Feng Quan? He had long expected Shiro Ishii to use this move and had already prepared it. Seeing that the situation was not good, Feng Quan inserted the iron stick that he had already held in his hand into his mouth.

"Click!"

A miracle happened. Shiro Ishii not only failed to bite his tongue and committed suicide, but also used all the strength of breastfeeding on the iron rod. Three white objects flew out of his mouth and fell to the ground.

“Woooooooooooooo…”

Shiro Ishii, who was tied up with his hands and could not move, could not take out the iron rod from his mouth, so he had to speak vaguely.

Unfortunately, no one can understand, and no one wants to understand.

As Shiro Ishii's big mouth kept squirming, blood kept gushing out of it, and his eyes were filled with despair.

"Master, why are you hanging this fisherman on this branch?"

The friend who had just lit a cigarette for Feng Quan came to ask for instructions. Feng Quan looked up and found that the branch was as thick as an adult man's thigh, so he nodded.
Chapter completed!
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