"Someone is coming up! You listen to me!" the devil whispered seriously, and returned to normal in an instant.

"Thirteen people are here!" Listening to the chaotic footsteps, I counted the number of people silently in my heart. These abilities forced out on the battlefield now seem to have been completely integrated with me, and slowly become

Something called instinct.

"There are three people staying below! You can jump down!" The third brother had already begun to look for the final way out.

"Don't act rashly unless it is absolutely necessary. Listen to me!" The devil showed the authority of the vice-captain. Although this guy usually laughs and is as close to us as brothers, when it comes to the battlefield, we will still obey absolutely. I can't explain why.

The reason may be trust. Everyone is willing to give command to the person with the most trust.

"Please show me your IDs!" A guy with a mustache among the thirteen devils walked up to us and asked with his small eyes pointed at the devil.

"I don't understand what you are saying, can you understand English?" the devil asked back in English.

"Of course, I thought you could understand Japanese?" The Japanese's English is still a bit broken, but for a Japanese whose tongue is not very good, it is extremely difficult to speak like this. He is not fluent.

His English also revealed that he just deliberately asked us in Japanese. If we answer in Japanese, then the possibility of us having a question is very high, and this also shows that

They didn't just happen to be passing by, but someone just heard the crosshair speaking in Japanese, and saw that there were Americans like devils among us, and went to report to the Japanese. If not, then there must be a spy of the Japanese in this teahouse.

.Everyone realized this problem and looked at the crosshairs in unison. It was this guy who was being clever and aroused others' suspicion.

"Please show the following documents!"

The devil nodded and handed over the fake IDs Nighthawk had prepared for us, as well as our military officer ID cards.

A guy behind the leading kid stepped forward and took the certificate. He compared it carefully for a long time and then handed it to the guy in front of him and whispered a few words softly in his ear.

"Thank you!" the leading kid said while handing the certificate to the devil.

"Is there anything else?"

"Although we have checked your documents, we still need to take these three Chinese people away!" Just checking the documents was undoubtedly to find trouble. If it was just a routine inspection, there would be no need to find so many people upstairs and downstairs.

"I need a reason!" The devil lit up a cigarette. The American's tyranny from the bottom of his heart gave him confidence in front of the devil. Looking at the devil's leisurely look, I really hope that my motherland can be like this.

The powerful military strength allows the Chinese people to stand tall and be respected no matter where they stand on the earth!

"Someone just reported that one of them spoke Japanese, so we suspect they are spies!"

"Is this the reason you found? It's ridiculous. You have set up so many Japanese schools in Northeast China. Are they teaching Chinese? Why don't you say that I am also a spy?" Although the devil's words were angry, his attitude was not.

Still calm, just like two friends chatting, scolding each other for being shameless. The purpose of this is to take the initiative in momentum without inciting the other party's arrogance. The devil's move is really powerful.

A Japs stood up from behind and said: "No idiot would send a guy with yellow hair and blue eyes to act as a Japanese spy!" I clearly saw the veins on the forehead of the Japs who spoke trembled, which showed that the devil had been angered by what he just said.

He is such an idiot for getting irritated so easily.

"Dear Colonel, please pay attention to your rhetoric! It's not Northeast China, but Manchukuo!" The leading Japs emphasized the ownership of sovereignty, then skillfully pulled out his gun and continued: "I don't want to use

Gun, I hope you will cooperate!" The leading Japs mastered the attitude, language skills and timing of drawing the gun just right. He seemed to be a veteran.

More than a dozen guns were already pointed at us, "One..." The sound of the car's tires rubbing against the ground indicated that the car was coming at a high speed, followed by the chattering Japanese voice upstairs, telling

More of us Japanese came. The sound from downstairs blocked all the devil's thoughts.

Turning his head to look at us, the fingertips of his left hand slid to his forehead to show anxiety. The moment the fingertips touched his forehead, his finger just blocked the devil's sight. The devil slightly raised his eyebrows at us and pretended.

He rolled his eyes, meaning that he had no other choice but to go with them.

Seeing the devil's helplessness, I naturally blinked at him to express my agreement.

"I hired these three people. They have been working for me for a long time. If you don't believe me, you can confront me!" The devil also tried every means to buy time for us, and at the same time, he hoped to draw attention to other aspects.

"Everything will be discussed after we get back. We won't accuse them unjustly. It's just a routine investigation!" The Japs have a very strong sense of goals. If they identify a target, they will not be disturbed by other situations.

"Okay, I need a guarantee? Otherwise, no one can take them away unless they kill me!" The devil has already drawn his pistol, pointing the gun at the head of the leading devil!"

"What guarantee do you want?"

"Live, I want them to live!" The devil saw me glaring at him, and immediately understood what I meant, and hurriedly added: "And I can't be abused by you! Live a complete and healthy life!"

"I promise you with the dignity of a warrior! If they are not spies, I will leave him intact and healthy in your hands! Take him away!"

"I protest against your stupid behavior. If they are injured, I will find all the media in the world to report this matter..." The devil's voice became smaller and smaller behind us, hoping that his protest and what he said were

This nonsense can put some pressure on the Japanese. Don't make me too angry.

It was miserable. Looking at the ugly and disgusting Japs around me, I was really scared. Thinking about the two Japs who were tortured to death by us in the cave, I subconsciously touched my face and imagined it.

The sight of flying away from my body caused fear to instantly attack my whole body.

After being pushed into the Japanese car, the three of us began to talk with each other through lip language. At least we had to string together our confessions!

"Safe? Ah? Quiet? Haha!" Third brother said with lip language, and the sight's cleverness trapped us all.

"Okay, save your energy and use it inside, they won't let us go! The Japanese have no evidence, so everyone is holding on! If you can get out, I will let you beat the head office again!" Crosshair said with a depressed expression.

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"Okay, third brother, it's not the fault of Zixing. I didn't expect to be betrayed by one of my own compatriots! Do it!" I helped Zixing. When we just went upstairs, we had already observed a circle. There was indeed no Japanese, except for Japan.

With his wretched appearance, it is easy to distinguish between subjugated slaves and invaders in terms of their aura.

"I'm sorry, Quasi-Xing, I was impulsive!" The third brother apologized to Quasi-Xing. At this time, the den was the scariest. Seeing that Quasi-Xing's expression softened a little, the third brother continued: "Let's make a confession, and the three of us will talk to each other."
Chapter completed!