"Fengyue Manfu? The number one master in Japan? You are not dead yet?" Chen Sheng said in surprise.

Chen Sheng was really surprised this time. In the movie "The Legend of the Confucian Martial Arts", Fumio Fumio is vaguely the number one master in the whole film. The protagonist Chen Zhen only relies on his youth and strength to tie him, and his martial arts cultivation is one quarter short of that.

At that time, Fungo Fumio was already very old. Now, more than ten years have passed, and he can still run to this event.

"I'm very honored that Mr. Sha has heard my name too. Although I am a little older, I am still far from death." Funjoki seemed to care about Chen Sheng cursing him to death, and his expression was still calm.

"Didn't you never get involved in military affairs? Why did you follow the colonel's order this time and come to Goose City to cause trouble for me?"

"It seems that Mr. Sha really knows me very much, and he hasn't only heard of this name." Fumio Fumio sighed and said:

"I really don't want to manage military affairs. I am a pure warrior and pursue martial arts sublimation. But as you say in Chinese, people are in the world and cannot control themselves. I can ignore the orders of the military headquarters, but I have family, friends, disciples, and disciples, so I always have to consider them.

I can refuse the order from the military headquarters once, twice, but I cannot refuse it all the time. Unfortunately, Mr. Sha, this time is the time when I cannot refuse it."

"Will the order given to you by the military headquarters ask for my head or the list, or both?"

"The list is indeed in your hands." Fumio Chuanyue looked excited, but soon calmed down and said in a kind tone:

"The Military Department did let me kill you while getting the list, but since Mr. Sha knows my situation, he should know that I don't have to strictly implement the military command. One of the two tasks can be handled. I have no intention of killing people. Mr. Sha handed me the list and I promised to leave immediately."

"The list is useless to me, use it to exchange for your own life..."

"Mr. Sha's movements are better not too big. The knife in my hand is very sharp." Fumio Fumio pressed down the blade, stopping Chen Sheng's raising his hand, and threatened: "Ko Zhengye Kikumaru, a mastermind of Yushan's furnace sealing, Mr. Sha's movements are so big. Maybe when he feels the pain, his neck is broken."

After listening to someone's advice and having enough food, Chen Sheng stopped his right hand and pulled the trigger with his left hand under the quilt.

Bang

The bullet penetrated through the quilt, shot through Fungo Fumio's jaw, and penetrated out of the back of his head.

Chen Sheng had more experience in fighting with the warriors, and gradually realized the background of these people. The top warriors reacted quickly, but they were not as good as avoiding bullets. As long as they shot outside their sight, they would still kill one by one.

Fumio Fumio probably didn't expect that someone could take out a gun from his bed.

"Ah...why...what is going on?" Wen Yu, who was sleeping inside, was awakened by the gunshots, sat up suddenly, and panicked.

Wenyu was supervised by him last night and did hundreds of squats. When his legs were sore and weak, he exercised his waist strength for more than ten minutes, and finally moved his cervical spine for a while, which was very active.

So she slept very well at night, and Chen Sheng and Fungo Fumio failed to wake her up.

"It's okay to kill a Japanese assassin, so don't worry." Chen Sheng sat up, hugged Wenyu, and comforted him.

These women are also unlucky when they follow Chen Sheng. They will be scared every few days. If they have bad hearts, they may be scared to cause problems.

"Why...ah...Master, you have shed a lot of blood." Wen Yu buried her head in Chen Sheng's arms. As soon as she calmed down, she felt a little wet and hot on her face. When she looked up, she saw a large piece of blood on Chen Sheng's chest.

"Hmm?" Wen Yu's movement touched the wound. Chen Sheng felt the pain. He reached out and turned on the bedside lamp. He saw a long hole from his neck to his chest.

It seems that Funjo Fumio didn't lie to him, his knife was really sharp.

Fortunately, when the corpse fell down, it was cut out by the way, and the flesh was not deep.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a minor injury, the blood has stopped itself." Chen Sheng let go of Wen Yu, got off the bed, prying open the fingers that Chuanyue Funfu still had tightly held after his death, and picked up the knife.

This is a short knife, with a blade of more than 40 cm long. The blade is covered with dark green patterns. Under the light, only the blade is shining, and only the blade is emitted with a hazy green light.

It's such a good knife. Chen Sheng fell in love with it at first sight and kept playing with it in his hand. Unfortunately, his sword skills are just as good as that, and he can't show off his beautiful sword flowers.

"Master, don't worry about the knife for now, I'll give you medicine." Wen Yu had already got out of bed and took the medicine box over.

When Wen Yu wrapped Chen Sheng in pain, the rest of the building also ran over in clothes. When they saw that there was a corpse in the room, they were all shocked.

After explaining a few words, Hu Niu dragged the body out and handed it to the patrol outside, and sent them back to bed.

"Oh... Master." He gave him a blank look and said angrily: "If you move around again, bandage yourself. I don't care about you."

"A Yu, your legs are no longer sore, right?" Chen Sheng said with a smile.

Wen Yu ignored him, put a bandage through his armpits, tied a beautiful bow on his shoulder, and said, "A man has just died in this room, it's so disgusting. I'll go find Xiaoliu Sister, the master will sleep here by himself."

"I'll go with you." Chen Sheng's heart moved. This was a good opportunity. He hurriedly said, "Don't look at me, I'm very happy to kill people. In fact, I feel uncomfortable staying in this room."

Chen Sheng thought it was very good, thinking that he would take this opportunity to realize a certain idea in his heart, but the two women didn't give him a chance.

When Xiaoliu saw him following behind, Wen Yu locked the door as soon as she entered the room.

Really, everyone has such a good relationship, and the three of them sleep together are so close to each other. Besides, he was just injured and didn't really do anything. Isn't it good for everyone to chat together?

After being turned away, Chen Sheng did not go to find the twins and went back to Wenyu's room alone.

Lying on the bed, my chest was aching faintly and I couldn't fall asleep for a while, so I couldn't help but think about the list.

In more than half a month, the Japanese sent three groups of people in a row, and there will definitely be a fourth and fifth groups in the future...

Chen Sheng has never thought about how to deal with this list. According to his personality, all traitors should be killed, and killing them all is the best solution.

But he had a lot of noise in Shanghai before. If he went back, his identity and whereabouts would be revealed without waiting for him to do anything, which would give Japanese people a chance to deal with him.

Chen Sheng had thought about sending out the list, but who should I give it to?

I am afraid that before they pay attention to the government, the list will be in the hands of Japanese people. The leaders of the Qing Gang have spies who have been hiding for more than ten years, and the government departments are afraid that there are more.

It’s okay to give it to other parties, but Chen Sheng has no channels.

It is even worse if it is made public. Don’t say whether others believe it or not, Japanese people are not afraid of these people being exposed now. Anyway, war is about to start. What they want to know is who those who are interested in seeking favor, but have not yet defected to them.

Thinking about it randomly, the pain in the chest gradually faded, and the sleepiness surged...
Chapter completed!