"Don't be nervous, sir, I just don't understand something. Eva is just a dancer, why do you want to kill her?"
Duanwu grabbed Beicang's hair and brought it in front of him.
Beicang couldn't see any expression on the other side, and his tone was very calm. But for some reason, there seemed to be an irresistible force that forced him to answer.
He was shot in the left leg, making him unsteady on his feet. The pain made his upper and lower teeth chatter, but he still stammered: "Because, because Eva dances for the independent group,..."
Duan Wu scratched his head in sudden realization and turned back to the British Consul: "This gentleman has a very good reason for killing people. Should he die for dancing for the independent troupe?"
The corners of the British consul's mouth twitched. He finally understood why so many people liked to call him a madman, or a madman captain. He was obviously very angry at this time, but he showed a normal calmness.
In other words, killing people while talking and laughing is talking about people like Dragon Boat Festival.
The British consul was very glad that he was still alive. He was about to denounce the crimes of the Japanese spies. But at this time, Duanwu asked loudly: "Mr. Beicang is right. If you dance for your enemy, you should die. Look at him.
If your enemies are dancing, you deserve to die. So do all of you here now deserve to die too?"
The captives at Sakura Hall were all panicking at this moment, because according to Duanwu's explanation, they all deserved to die. Those who danced deserved to die, and those who watched the dancing deserved to die.
"Baga! Beicang, you bastard!"
A Japanese businessman stood up and cursed Beicang. If there were not men in black with guns around him, he would have killed Beicang alive.
"Beicang, what are you talking about? Do you want to kill everyone?"
"You should bear the responsibility for the things you did wrong yourself!"
"It's Beicang who deserves death, it has nothing to do with us!"
"Shame, you are the shame of the Japanese Empire!"
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At this moment, those Japanese businessmen, Japanese spies, as well as some foreigners and traitors from various countries were very angry.
"Look, they don't support you, which means Eva doesn't deserve to die."
Duanwu kept smiling and looked into Beicang's eyes.
Beicang's whole body began to tremble non-stop at this time. He knew that he must not be able to escape. He summoned up the courage to shout loudly: "Then please kill me?"
"I'll jump on you now!"
Zhao Beishan took out his gun and was about to destroy Beicang. Not only the Dragon Boat Festival, but also the soldiers of the entire independent regiment were very angry.
Eva is just a dancer. She just performed a dance for the soldiers who have been fighting for several days. What is wrong with her?
But she was brutally killed by the little devil.
Zhao Beishan wanted to avenge Eva, so he asked for instructions: "Tuanzuo, let me kill him!"
"No!"
Duanwu waved his hand, and then asked the military commander on the side: "Where was Eva stabbed?"
The military commander hurriedly stepped forward and replied: "Abdomen."
Duanwu asked back: "Do you still know the specific location?"
"clear!"
The military commander bowed, then took out the knife from his waist, aimed it at a position about three inches below the left abdomen, and slashed.
"Well!"
Beicang was stabbed, covering his wound with a very painful expression.
Duanwu pretended to reprimand: "How could you do this? It's too cruel."
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The military commander was speechless and thought to himself: "Didn't you ask me to do this? Could it be that I got it wrong?"
However, at this moment, Duanwu found a chair and sat down, and then said to Beicang: "Come on, Mr. Beicang, let's dance for everyone."
Everyone was stunned. Beicang was also stunned. He had a broken leg and was stabbed by someone, but he was still asked to dance? How could he dance?
Seeing that no one had any reaction, Duan Wu suddenly realized: "Is it because there is no music?"
Before the Dragon Boat Festival finished speaking, Zhao Beishan and the military commander instantly understood something!
The commander of the military command even smiled ferociously at Beicang and said, "It's your honor to dance for the leader of the Dragon Boat Festival. Don't you want to dance?"
The military commander threatened and tortured him with a knife, and he was the best at it. Whether Yamaguchi Yoshiko's mouth was tough or not, he was able to pry it open.
Beicang had no choice but to endure the pain and dance. He limped around in circles.
Blood continued to flow from his fingers, and the wound on his leg became more and more painful.
But he gritted his teeth and persisted, because if he didn't jump, it would probably be more uncomfortable than death.
Duanwu had no expression on his face, leaning on his chair with his eyes closed.
He was humming the song Eva sang when she danced that day.
At this time, a chill came over me. That night, everyone who had seen Eva dancing or heard the singing had a feeling of hair standing on end.
They felt that Eva seemed to be alive again, and her elegant dancing and moving singing remained in their eyes and ears for a long time.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes,...
At this time, everyone was immersed in Eva's dancing and singing in their minds. It was not until the singing suddenly stopped that they were brought back to reality.
Duanwu suddenly opened his eyes, aimed at Beicang, who was showing his ugly face, and shot him.
Beicang fell down like a top.
But before everyone could recover, Danwu fired another shot with his backhand, hitting Yamaguchi Fanghua in the head.
So far, Deps, the German arms dealer who sold fake arms, Yoshika Yamaguchi, the Japanese spy, and Kitakura, the Japanese spy who assassinated EVA, were all executed.
Duanwu looked at the people who were still stunned, waved his hands from left to right and said: "We have closed the team, and the remaining people will be handed over to the military commander."
After that, Danwu strutted towards the gate of Sakura Hall.
Zhao Beishan repeated the order: "Everyone close the team, and the affairs here will be handled by the military commander."
"yes!"
With his stick and knife, Zhou called for people to gather quickly, and then followed Zhao Beishan out.
At this time, the military commander bowed slightly, stopped Zhao Beishan, and lowered his voice and asked: "This dear brother? What can I do to satisfy Chief Duanwu?"
Zhao Beishan glanced at the other party and sneered: "Brother? What does regiment mean? Don't you understand yet? Just do what your military commander does on a daily basis."
"I understand, thank you for your advice."
The military commander bowed and retreated, and not long after, he heard a burst of intense gunshots and screams coming from the Sakura Hall.
Duanwu looked back at this time, shook his head and said: "Look at what they do, they are really military commanders."
Zhao Beishan smiled apologetically and said, "They are all spies and traitors."
"Brother Dragon Boat Festival, Brother Dragon Boat Festival! We are back."
At this moment, when there was still more than 100 meters left, Wei Zhengcai greeted loudly and pushed several large carts back.
Duanwu smiled and said: "Return with a full load."
Zhao Beishan joked: "Don't bring back another cart of fake arms."
"Haha, then he really deserves to die."
Duan Wu continued to smile. However, at this time, Wei Zhengcai did not hear what Duan Wu said and asked in surprise: "Brother Duan Wu? What did you say?"
Duanwu replied: "I mean, Brother Wei is really responsible for capturing so many arms!"
"I don't want to take it, I don't want to take it. As long as Brother Duanwu doesn't punish me for buying fake cannonballs."
Wei Zhengcai told the truth. He had been worried about that all day!...