Four hundred and twentieth chapters hostage incident three
Ma Xingkong was drinking and eating meat at the same time. Looking at those expectant eyes, Ma Xingkong held up a piece of meat and shouted to the prisoners: "Whoever among you can kill him, I will give you a piece to eat!" Ma Xingkong
Sora stretched out his hand and pointed, not far away, there was a guy squatting on the ground with his head lowered. The guy's eyes were blurred, and he kept looking at the Japanese behind him unconsciously.
"Brother, what are you..." Yang Jingyu also glanced at the man.
Ma Xingkong gave Yang Jingyu a look: "Brother, please don't worry about it, I'm free to use my discretion!"
A young man who looked particularly weak stood up slowly: "If I kill him, will it make me full?"
Ma Xingkong looked at him. Although the young man was weak, the light in his eyes was very bright. He should be a practicing master. Ma Xingkong laughed loudly and pushed the plate with meat forward: "As long as you kill it
That Japanese spy, this plate belongs to you!"
There was a commotion in the crowd. The people around the guy hid behind each other. No one wanted to get into trouble. The young man glanced at the kid and said, "Originally, I couldn't bear to kill him. Now, just prepare a plate of meat."
Bar!"
As soon as the young man made a move, he didn't look like a weak person at all. Although his movements were a bit slow, he was extremely experienced. He was looking for deadly and cruel moves, specifically picking out the opponent's weak points. Yang Jingyu's heart was racing with excitement and he kept applauding.
Ma Xingkong could tell that this young man had a good foundation and good abilities. He should have been a soldier. You can understand something by looking at his fierceness.
"Bah!" After three or two moves, the Japanese finally showed his weakness. He showed off his empty-handed posture and fought with the young man. Ma Xingkong smiled slightly and said, "You've all seen it, right? This is Japan's.
Karate, only Japanese people practice this kind of Kungfu! He is a Japanese spy!" As soon as Ma Xingkong finished speaking, a gunshot rang out, and the Japanese man who was standing happily with the young man was shot in the head and his body flew out diagonally.
"It's good to fight against the Japanese, but you can't die in vain!" Ma Xingkong blew a puff of gun smoke and said to the young man: "Come on! This plate of meat is yours! What's your name? You were a soldier.
Bar?"
The young man smiled slightly: "Li Yong, platoon leader of the second platoon of the 1st company of the 29th Army Independent Regiment!"
"The 29th Army?" Yang Jingyu looked up and down: "It's the 29th Army that fought with the Japs at Marco Polo Bridge!"
"Yes!" Li Yong sighed: "What a pity! We were forced to evacuate, and I was captured by them and sent here!"
Ma Xingkong nodded: "Brother, how about killing the Japanese with me after we get out?"
Yang Jingyu originally wanted to say this, but Ma Xingkong took the lead and smiled helplessly. Li Yong rolled his eyes at Ma Xingkong: "Let's wait until we get out!"
"Don't worry! We will definitely be able to go out!" Ma Xingkong looked at Li Yong: "I'll make a bet with you. If we go out, how about you follow Ma Xingkong?"
The fighting and conversation inside could be clearly heard outside. As soon as the gunfire rang out, Nomura knew that one of his men was finished. Fortunately, he sent more than one, hoping that the others could hide well.
Yoshio Okamoto didn't settle this small account. When he heard Ma Xingkong said that he would definitely be able to get out, his heart skipped a beat. He turned around and asked, "Where are Ma Xingkong's men?"
Nomura Yuichi also realized that something was wrong and hurriedly said: "Commander, don't worry, those people have been under our strict surveillance and should still be at Songjiang Hotel now!"
"Baga!" Yoshio Okamoto said angrily: "What I want is not a should, but a certainty! Send someone in immediately to take a look!"
"Hai!" Nomura Yuichi hurriedly ran out. After a short time, he ran back dejectedly: "The report has been confirmed. All the people in Songjiang Hotel are missing!"
"Nani?" Okamoto Yoshio glared at Nomura Yu: "Idiot, waste! Seal the whole city for manhunt! Quick! Tanaka-kun, immediately mobilize all the surrounding forces to defend the base. This group of people is very dangerous when they appear and disappear!"
"Hai!" Nomura and Tanaka immediately conveyed the order.
The air above Harbin suddenly became tense, and the sounds of sirens and whistles kept coming. Sun Mazi wiped the cold sweat from his head, and bent over without daring to say a word. Mu Yunchen wore a mask, looking particularly calm.
With cold eyes, Mu Yunchen stared at him. Mu Yunchen said: "Director Sun, you know why I came to you, so I don't need to say anything. As long as you do what we say, I guarantee that your family will be safe."
Not a single hair will be missing!”
"Yes, yes!" Sun Mazi swallowed: "I will do as you say, forgive me!"
At the same time, this scene was also going on in Liu Datou's home. Liu Datou was still a bit tough, but Zou Kai stabbed his only son in the thigh, and his miserable cry made Liu Datou soften immediately. Liu Wuxiao
Said: "We are not good people. Just do as we say and you will be fine! Okay, let's do it quickly!"
Okamoto Yoshio is still not at ease. He has suffered big losses from Ma Xingkong several times, and he also knows that people like Ma Xingkong are desperadoes. If they don't have enough measures to deal with it, Harbin, let alone here, may suffer. Part 1
A fire incident had already made the Kwantung Army headquarters very angry. If something happened again, he might be sent to the inland battlefield.
"Immediately mobilize the security forces from Shuangcheng, Ning'an, and Longjiang to assist Harbin!" Yoshio Okamoto still requested reinforcements. After several times, the security forces and gendarmerie were already undermanned. The police station, detective team, and the Imperial Japanese Army were basically understaffed.
It’s unreliable, you have to do it yourself at times like this.
After arranging these, Yoshio Okamoto calmed down his nervousness a little and called inside: "Suzuki-kun, how are you resting? Can our transaction continue?"
"No hurry, no rush! I have business to do! Let's talk after I'm done!" Ma Xingkong looked at the prisoners getting to know each other, and soon the spies sent in by Nomura Yuichi were isolated. Ma Xingkong looked at those
The man smiled and said: "Japanese are Japanese, no matter how much they pretend to be, they are still Japanese. How do you want to die?"
"We are not Japanese, we were just captured, we are really Chinese!" Several spies were still arguing.
Ma Xingkong laughed and said: "Haha, if you refuse to admit it, then take off your pants!"
Everyone was stunned, as they could tell whether they were Chinese or Japanese just by taking off their pants. Yang Jingyu was also surprised: "Brother, is it possible that the guy down there, ours is different from the Japanese's?"
Ma Xingkong was speechless, looked at Yang Jingyu and said, "How about you go and compete with them?"
"Forget it!" Yang Jingyu hurriedly got out of the way. Ma Xingkong walked up to the dead guy, took off his pants with a swish, and wrapped two strips of cloth horizontally and vertically around the guy's crotch.