The inky night was like black iron, squeezing Zhao Zhiguo in the dark alley.

Zhao Zhiguo took small steps with his back pressed against the wall, slowly pushing away the darkness in front of him.

Quiet, so quiet!

The silence made Zhao Zhiguo begin to suspect that the woman's scream just now seemed to be his auditory hallucination.

It was pitch dark, and the surrounding houses didn't even have any lights.

The light of the stars was swallowed up by the endless darkness, and only Zhao Zhiguo was left in the world.

However, there was another woman's cry, like a female ghost playing in the dark night and finding her right husband.

"Grandma is a bitch, and I am a materialist. I am still afraid of you, a ghost. You are a female ghost. I don't believe you can play a gangster and outsmart me!"

Zhao Zhiguo cheered himself up and continued walking deeper into the alley.

After turning a few corners, Zhao Zhiguo finally heard something moving ahead.

"Little devil?"

Zhao Zhiguo heard the voice of a little devil talking.

The voices spoken by the Japanese soldiers are quite recognizable.

"Are there perverts among the little devils? They like to pretend to be women and put on women's clothes here in the middle of the night?"

Zhao Zhiguo poked his head out curiously, only to realize that he was overthinking it.

At the end of the alley, there is another woman.

Although it was very dark, one could still tell from her voluptuous figure that the woman had at least a good figure.

The two little devils have formed a double-team on him, and it seems that this woman will not escape the fate of being ravaged tonight.

As a conscientious Chinese, how could Zhao Zhiguo sit idly by and watch his compatriots being ravaged by the Japanese army?

Moreover, two little devils were behind his back, so it was easy to solve.

But just as Zhao Zhiguo was about to walk out, the sound of fighting came from the darkness.

The woman pulled out her hairpin and stabbed it into the throats of the two little devils accurately. In the flash of lightning, the battle was over.

The two little devils were still intoxicated in the romance and were already dead.

Zhao Zhiguo hurriedly hid around the corner, thinking that there was really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger in Pingcheng, and there was such a strange woman.

Women have a natural advantage in this regard. They used themselves as bait to kill two little devils.

Why should women give way to men?

It is vividly reflected in this woman!

Zhao Zhiguo slipped out of the alley quietly, but did not go far. He wanted to see who this woman was.

After a while, the woman came out of the alley.

The distance was too far, and Zhao Zhiguo still couldn't see her face clearly.

Soon the woman walked in the opposite direction, and Zhao Zhiguo followed her quietly.

Until they reached a house, the woman opened the door and walked in.

Zhao Zhiguo noted down the location of this house before returning to Zuixiang Tower.

When he returned to Zuixianglou, it was already late at night, but Li Jingming had been waiting for Zhao Zhiguo to come back.

"Shopkeeper, I heard that you were injured?" Li Jingming asked with concern.

"It's okay! It's just a skin injury."

Zhao Zhiguo pointed to his forehead, the wound had scabbed over.

"Today's gunshots have something to do with you?"

"Yes, if we don't use some tricks, we still won't be able to get close to the Japs' artillery station."

In order to measure the distance, Zhao Zhiguo had to pay a price.

"You...you are so brave!"

Hearing that Zhao Zhiguo had actually gone to the Japanese artillery position, he felt a little scared.

If that shot was aimed at Zhao Zhiguo's chest, Zhao Zhiguo's body would probably be cold by now.

"I was also scared when the little devil aimed at me, but when it came to that, I had no choice but to bite the bullet."

Zhao Zhiguo remembered the scene where the little devil raised his gun and glanced at him. He vowed that he would never do such a matter in this life.

"Shopkeeper, you told them what you asked me to do, but it might take some time, as short as three or five days, it is more than ten days long."

The puppet army was not stationed on the wall every day.

"Hmm ... Time is too late, I wait!" Zhao Zhiguo said, "There is another thing, you want you to check, who is living in this place."

Zhao Zhiguo dipped tea with his hands and wrote the address on the table.

"Are you anxious?"

"Don't worry, it's too late today, it's okay to go to do it tomorrow. And, if you take it back, you must collect it well. After we seize Pingcheng in the future, these people will be our hero."

If these people still have the willingness of the army, Zhao Zhiguo is willing to accept them.

"The shopkeeper, if you recapture Pingcheng, it would be really good."

Under the terrorist rule of the Japanese army, you have to be shocked every day.

"Return to Pingcheng, you don't think much about it. At that time, there are many things, but I have said it."

It is normal for people to have such a chicken and dog to rise to the sky. After all, they are ordinary people.

"The shopkeeper, I know, you are the army, I am at most I am a business. I have just thought about being able to live a peaceful life, just eat it."

Li Jingming didn't pursue much. The rest of his life did not have to serve these little devils and their walking dogs.

The taste of the dead country is uncomfortable.

Although his status in Pingcheng is pivotal, he has to look at the face of the little devil all day.

As long as the little devil is unhappy, it is still a question of whether the drunk Xianglou can exist.

"You are more comfortable than me, you can remove the burden on your body at any time." Zhao Zhiguo sighed.

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. You are the heroes of the shopkeeper. Naturally, you have to resist more responsibilities.

"Don't praise me here, you can still sleep, can't sleep with me to drink?"

Zhao Zhiguo took a glance at two o'clock in the morning.

It's not Zhao Zhiguo's alcohol, but that important things have not come yet. I don't relax early. It is estimated that there is no such good opportunity in the future.

"Drink some?"

Li Jingming is also interested. In fact, he wants to know when Pingcheng can recover.

I hope this day can come earlier.

Li Jingming quickly arranged for people to get wine, and the vegetables were hot again.

"The shopkeeper, in fact, there is one thing I have been in my heart for a long time. Can the troops really lay down the city?"

Li Jingming looked forward to Zhao Zhiguo.

Whenever he is a Chinese, he is looking forward to being recovered as soon as possible.

"Hmm ... If the plan is smooth, the New Year this year can still sit here, a good drink."

"Really?" Li Jingming grinned at the corner of his mouth.

After the little devil was, Pingcheng had two more things. The beggars were more than a day.

Li Jingming couldn't stand it anymore.

"No matter how many things, I can't disclose to you." Zhao Zhiguo said, "But you inserted so many people inside the puppet army of Pingcheng, completely beyond my expectation."
Chapter completed!