Chapter 20 The Battle of the Yin Soldier 1

The smile on Qin Zhong's face was because he suddenly remembered the shoulder of the fire spider silk he was wearing, and the three dark shadows on his back were tightly inserted into Qin Zhong's body, but Qin Zhong did not feel pain, including the two knives in front of him, and he seemed to feel useless at all.

"Little devil, don't greet me with your broken knife. I won't let you deal with me so simply."

The ninja's face was full of pride: "Haha, you have been stabbed by me twice. Let's see how long you can hold on."

"Then try it!" Just as Qin Zhong fights with the ninja again, the two steel knives in his hand bowed left and right, and the blade went straight to the ninja's chest and neck.

These two knives killed the ninja. The ninja leaned back and fell to the ground and died.

And Guo Dafu's side used his black widow's chirp, and the future ninjas were split into two pieces with a few knives. Guo Dafu was the first time for such a murder. He was stunned and didn't know if he felt guilty because of killing.

Qin Zhong squatted in front of the ninja and looked at his dying face. He smiled: "Little devils, it has been almost 70 years since the victory of the Anti-Japanese War. Are you still tossing around here?"

"Loy to the Emperor!" As the ninja said, he would raise his knife and dig himself.

But Qin Zhong abruptly put the knife in his hand aside, and then pulled down the three darts behind him: "This is your dark arrow, not your samurai spirit."

"Bastard, how can you not be hurt at all?"

"You don't have to worry about this, but I want to ask you one thing, what do you so many ninjas do here?" Qin Zhong took off the ninja's mask as he spoke. The ninja looked about 20 years old and seemed to have just arrived in China, but this guy should have received quite good comprehensive training and is estimated to have received some training since he was a child.

The resolute look on the ninja's face seemed to see the last moment when the samurai was loyal to the emperor, but in the face of Qin Zhong's doubts, he did not say a word.

But Qin Zhong smiled more relaxedly: "Ninja, what a mysterious profession. Unfortunately, you have to come to trouble us. We are civilians. There's nothing we can do. You don't have a chance to survive."

"Haha, are you a civilian? I don't believe it. Long live the emperor. With that, the guy's mouth squirmed gently, and suddenly there was a particularly painful look on his face. The whole face condensed together, and a mouth suddenly flowed a mouthful of blood. This guy died.

Qin Zhong scratched his head: "Grandpa, I forgot that there was still a knife in his mouth." With that, he suddenly found blood flowing from the ninja's nose, ears and eyes. Only then did he understand that the ninja did not kill each other, and it was possible that the blade in his mouth was coated with considerable poison.

But the dead ninjas just now seem to have committed suicide. Is it because of something? Qin Zhong couldn't figure it out, but he came to a conclusion from the ninja's mouth that he was already a civilian recognized by the ninjas.

The old ghost came over at this moment, holding his mobile phone in his hand and showed a photo to Qin Zhong: "The scene just now was sent to the headquarters. The headquarters replied with a photo, saying that it was just taken by satellite, but he didn't see the people clearly, but the few black spots here should be the group of ninjas."

"One, two, three!" Qin Zhong said those black spots: "No, there is one more black spot here, but where is that black spot, that is to say, where is this person?"

"I'm also thinking that the headquarters said so. I don't know the whereabouts of the extra person now." Qin Zhong was greatly confused by the old ghost's words.

But half a day later, Guo Dafu and Qin Zhong sorted it out. Qin Zhong looked at the place where he had just been stabbed, and the fire spider silk did not seem to be damaged at all. And the knife in Guo Dafu's hand is very shiny and powerful.

"Let's go. It seems that the rest of the road is not peaceful." Before Qin Zhong's words fell to the ground, several people faintly heard the sound of ringing bells. The sound was very vague, and there were many footsteps, and these footsteps seemed to come from two directions.

Qin Zhong turned his head and looked around and didn't see anything. He was confused: "Did you hear the footsteps of a large number of people?"

Guo Dafu is still the old way. He put his ears on the ground. After listening to it for a long time, the first sentence when he got up was: " boss, there are really many people. In the middle of the night, it's really lively here. Damn it, who is this?"

"Don't talk. Let's find a place to hide first. Hurry up and go to the woods over there." On both sides of the mountain road where Qin Zhong and others are located are extremely dense forests.

Qin Zhong and several people hid in the woods, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer. Qin Zhong's eyes could see some ghosts, but this time he didn't see anything.

Guo Dafu squeezed his head and scratched his head because he didn't see anything: " boss, why is this useless? Where is the sound?"

Qin Zhong stretched out his index finger and grabbed Guo Dafu: "Shh, don't talk. It's late at night. Someone is exploring the way."

The old man blinked his eyes and pulled out a small bottle from his pocket, which contained blue **. He wiped a drop on his eyes, then opened his eyes, and suddenly stunned. His chin was almost pulled to his feet.

Qin Zhong rubbed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he was also stunned.

Guo Dafu looked at the change of their expressions. He was anxious and snatched the blue ** from the old man's hand: "Old man, isn't this cow tears?"

"Yes, if you want to see it, just wipe it." Only then did the old ghost wake up.

After Guo Dafu wiped his eyes, he was dumbfounded: "My God, so much?"

"Don't talk, look honestly."

The conversation between Qin Zhong and several people ended in a few words, but just now, two teams of people appeared on the path where they killed the ninja. In fact, they were two teams of ghosts. These ghosts were wearing corresponding military uniforms and carrying long guns and machine guns in their hands. When they stood on the opposite side, there was a distance of almost 100 meters between them. The two teams Suddenly, he lay down.

When the bullet was loaded, I saw a tall man standing up like a general. He stood in front with a saber and spoke. His voice seemed to sound a little cold: "You Orientals are actually fighting with us here. Do you know the consequences?"

Goodbye, the team of short men also stood up from the bearded people, and the general's knife in his hand was raised: "Don't brag. Our emperor's strength has long been above you, and you dare to fight with us here?"

"Ha ha, it's interesting that the two groups are actually one-on-one in our Chinese territory?" Qin Zhong was very surprised.

Guo Dafu scratched his head: "Daesn, there are so many little devils, why don't we go out and help the big nose clean them up?"

"Don't be impulsive. They are all ghosts. Let them fight. Let's watch. Maybe I may get some important information here."

"Xiao Zhong, I remember that there is indeed such a paragraph in Anton's history, but how do I feel that these two groups of people, no, are two groups of ghosts, how can they mess around here?"

Qin Zhong and the three looked at it carefully. The two groups of ghost soldiers on the road began to fight, and the bullets of those guys were indeed like a shadow.

Guo Dafu looked confused, but Qin Zhong came to Guo Dafu and whispered, "These legendary yin soldiers are organized. If there is a war, they should have been fighting here for decades!"

Ah? Come and fight every night?"

"Yes, come here to fight every day, but how to fight or those people."

In the face of Qin Zhong's explanation, the old ghost did not quite understand, and such an explanation seems to be very reasonable, but it seems that those yin soldiers are not very satisfied with fighting.

But after these people finished fighting, the little man was defeated, and there were few left. The remaining dozen people were no longer fighting. They took bayonets from the head of the gun and collectively cut their abdomen.

However, Qin Zhong killed the ninja just now, but was carried away by the big group of people, leaving behind more than a dozen people cleaning the battlefield. Before the battlefield was finished, Qin Zhong rushed out and pinched his waist with both hands: "Hey, what kind of team are you doing here so late?"