Light green poisonous gas was leaking into the air. They quickly took measures to neutralize the poisonous gas by using the contents of the bottles they carried with them, and at the same time notified people outside to evacuate the people living nearby.
It is difficult to identify the gangsters. There is nothing on them that can prove their identity. Although some people recognized that one of them had visited the Japanese Embassy in China, there was no evidence and there was no way to protest to the Japanese government.
The government did not provide much explanation for the incident. It only said that the gangsters who snatched the gas bombs had been wiped out and the leaked poison gas was under control. Except for two people who were poisoned when the gas bombs were discovered, no one else was harmed by the gas.
Ren Xiaoyao can also understand the government's intentions in doing this. After all, the "friendly" diplomatic relations between China and Japan must be maintained, no matter how fragile and vulnerable this superficial "friendship" is.
Ren Xiaoyao thought that this matter would come to an end, but he did not expect that Japan's invasion of China had just begun.
Under the bright moonlight, Ren Xiaoyao sat cross-legged on the top of the building, closing his eyes and enjoying the gentleness of the moonlight.
Everything was so peaceful and beautiful... At this moment, a trace of disharmony appeared at an inappropriate time: dozens of black shadows were running wildly at a speed of nearly ten meters per second, and the airflow they brought caused Ren Xiaoyao to open his eyes.
"They are... ninjas?" Looking at those black figures, they were dressed like legendary ninjas, with an Oriental sword slanted on their backs.
Ren Xiaoyao was a little surprised, "What do they want to do? Perform a midnight run?" Ren Xiaoyao suddenly became interested, set up a barrier around himself, and quietly followed the black shadows.
The shadows obviously didn't know they were being watched, and were still concentrating on their way.
Along the way, the shadows were advancing in a straight line, and when they encountered walls, houses, etc., they would leap over them. They seemed not to be weak in strength.
Half an hour later, the shadows slowed down. Ren Xiaoyao looked up and saw the pp municipal government office building standing not far ahead.
Ren Xiaoyao thought to himself: "They are not here to assassinate pp city officials, are they?"
The black figures stopped two hundred meters away from the city hall and formed a circle. A man in the middle, who must be the leader of the group, spoke a few words in Japanese in a low voice.
The other shadows replied in a low voice: a few words in Japanese.
The leader pointed at the city hall with his right hand, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he gave a low drink.
Immediately, all the black figures drew out the Japanese swords on their backs and rushed towards the city hall quickly.
Ren Xiaoyao didn't understand Japanese and had no idea what they meant, but looking at their posture, it was probably close to what he had just guessed - these devils must be here to kill people!
Ren Xiaoyao followed, ready to stop their conspiracy when necessary. Although he and the government were considered "enemies" to a certain extent, we were all Chinese after all, and we could not watch the Chinese being wantonly killed by the Japanese under any circumstances.
of.
What's more, the mayor and secretary of the municipal party committee of this city are considered to be two honest officials. They work very hard. They are often busy until ten o'clock in the evening and don't go home to rest at eleven o'clock. They have made a lot of contributions to the people. Ren Xiaoyao doesn't like this.
People still have some admiration.
The shadows soon arrived at the door of the building.
The two guards standing at the door were very alert and immediately realized something was wrong. One of them took out a walkie-talkie to inform the people inside to be careful, while the other took a fighting stance against the fast approaching black shadow.
Unfortunately for them, the speed of the shadows was too fast. Before the man with the walkie-talkie had time to speak, a gleaming Japanese sword slashed his chest. Fortunately, he was smart enough and reacted quickly enough.
, leaned back abruptly, avoiding the gut-breaking knife, but the clothes on his chest were still cut open, and a shallow blood mark was also drawn on his chest.
The man who was preparing to fight was a little helpless. He saw the long knife slashing at his neck but was unable to dodge. Just when he was sighing that he was going to die, there was a "ding" sound, and the fatal long knife actually broke in the middle. He who was lucky enough to survive had no time.
Thinking about why the knife broke, he turned around and ran towards the building. Another person followed closely behind.
The black shadow was stunned. Why did the knife break for no reason? It was a precious knife forged with ancient secret recipes and modern technology. It was extremely difficult to break even when it was cut on a steel plate. It didn't touch anything just now.
, how could it be broken?
Their leader suddenly shouted in Japanese. When the shadows heard this, they immediately formed groups of ten and formed three circles facing the outside. Their swords were bright and ready to slash at the enemies hiding in the dark.
It was precisely because of this that the two guards were able to run away.
Ren Xiaoyao had to admit that they acted well, but they seemed very unwise. Since they knew that there were powerful enemies hiding in the dark, why didn't they retreat? Are they still trying to complete their mission?
Ren Xiaoyao was just thinking about whether to show up and send them all away when a loud voice sounded: "Who are you? How dare you invade my provincial capital? What are your intentions?" Following the voice, a bearded man in a robe came.
Appear at the door of the building.
Ren Xiaoyao almost fell down, wiped a handful of cold sweat, and thought to himself: "What kind of world is this? Why are people talking in ancient Chinese again? Am I hallucinating again - Hey, why do you say 'again'?"
The shadows found their target - it was obvious that they thought the bearded man was the person who broke their sword just now - and immediately changed their formation and faced the long-bearded man in a "pin" shape.
The leader of the black shadow took a step forward and said in smooth Mandarin: "We are the outstanding ninjas of the Yamato nation. We came to China this time just to borrow a few heads to pay tribute to my Yamato warrior who was shattered in China five days ago. You
Very strong, we will decide your head!"
"Arrogant!" the long-bearded man shouted violently, and in a flash, he was already in front of the black shadow leader. The boss slashed him across the head and face with a slap.
The leader of the shadows retreated hurriedly, and the other shadows cooperated with each other and slashed at the bearded man's hand with their swords.
The long-bearded man was unafraid and kept his gestures unchanged. He only heard a series of "ding-ding-ding-ding" sounds, and the extremely sharp long knife was actually bounced away by one of his fleshy palms.
Looking at the shocked eyes of the shadows, the long-bearded man laughed "haha" and said: "You guys with such strength dare to come to our country and act recklessly. You really don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"
Ren Xiaoyao shook his head as he watched. These black figures were really seeking their own death this time. The difference in strength was so great that they were not on the same level at all.
Ren Xiaoyao knew that today's business was in vain. With such a master, even if the Japanese came with hundreds or thousands of people, they would not pose any threat.
"Let's go..." Ren Xiaoyao was about to leave.
Suddenly, Ren Xiaoyao discovered that the shadows who were already dead in his eyes, under the leadership of their leader, they all took out a black substance and swallowed it. Soon their bodies began to change, their mouths protruded forward,
His hair was long, his body was swollen, and he was making the sound of bones rubbing against each other.