Chapter 43 Destroy the enemy with the enemy's weapons!

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When Du Haisheng ran up the mountain to see Zhao Tianming and came down with two machine guns, the bodies in the middle of the road were already thickly piled up.

These Japanese warriors are really not covered. They waved samurai swords, opened and closed, cut big, and took people's lives.

Even if these brothers of the Huren Gang have high fighting spirit and are boiling blood, they are still beaten in the head and embarrassed under the circumstances of the disparity in strength.

This time, the Huren Gang suffered a lot of losses, and the situation gradually began to tilt towards Lin Tianxu and Wang Jiadong.

Although Wang Chong led his brothers to resist, he could not stop the rapid reduction of personnel here. The blood flowed into a river, and the sun shone with a bright red color, which made people dizzy.

Zhao Weier and Hu Die, who were standing on the top of the mountain, couldn't help coughing and leaning over and vomiting.

"Dad Da..."

At this time, there was a gunshot, and several members of the White Dragon Club who besieged Wang Chong were blown up by machine gun bullets and fell to the ground instantly.

Even the people in the "Kamifeng" team were shocked by this gunshot.

No matter how powerful they are, they are also physical fetuses. It is also a hole for bullets to hit the body. If it is a pistol, just dodge with their agile skills.

The key is that the guy in front of him is holding a "tuzi" that can be launched continuously. If this shuttle goes down, even if he is a master of body like Yanzi Li San, I'm afraid he will have to drink hatred on the spot.

Lin Tianxu saw the two machine guns, and his eyes were even more shining. Damn, that's not the two that were robbed last time, or something. Fuck his grandma, I said what's going on.

Did the Hu Ren Gang and the Axe Gang secretly collude?

Otherwise, how can these two machine guns be in the hands of this boy? He is obviously Zhao Tianming's person, and he knows the Axe Gang.

At this moment, even Lin Tianxu himself can't figure out what's going on.

However, it made him extremely depressed. This guy just took the two that he "sent" to others.

It's really really ironic to destroy the enemy with the enemy's weapons...

"Dad Da..."

Another shuttle went out, and several people fell down in an instant. Du Haisheng drove the way with a machine gun and came to Wang Chong. Without saying anything, he directly threw one of them over.

"Brother, how about we have a big kill today?"

Wang Chong took the machine gun and rushed to Du Haisheng in front of him and proposed with a smile.

"I'm just going to!"

Du Haisheng smiled and then said, "There is nothing wrong with you here, so as not to hurt the innocent. Thank you, brothers of the Axe Gang."

Everyone was stunned, suddenly understood, and then helped the injured brother to the top of the mountain.

This play is absolutely perfect!

Du Haisheng sneered in his heart and looked at Lin Tianxu and Wang Jiadong in front of him. He curled his head and said, "You two, hey hey, let me play well today."

Everyone's head suddenly burst out of black smoke. Why did these words sound so obscene?

"Young master, go quickly. We are here."

A group of Japanese warriors instantly covered Wang Jiadong and Lin Tianxu with their bodies, and one of them was a thin but tough person reminded.

"Yo, little Japan can also speak Chinese, which is not bad!"

Du Haisheng laughed and then scolded: "I hate the Japanese most in my life. Today, those two bastards can leave. After all, they are Chinese. Even if they are dog traitors, I will give them a way to live. As for you Japanese fools, you, if you want to leave, you'd better leave here. "

Although he is not a cynic, the historical scenes of the invasion of China, the Nanjing tragedy, the bombing of Chongqing, and the bloody historical scenes still make Du Haisheng born with a kind of rejection of the Japanese.

Since these Japanese warriors run to show off in front of him today, of course he will not let them go so easily.

Damn, kill one. These Japanese devils have a strong ability to create people anyway, and it's okay to die. What's more, these people may still be Japanese secret agents.

"Haha, can't a big Japanese warrior insult you casually? Boy, you have to pay for what you said just now."

"Ha ha, isn't it? If you have that ability, just come and let me see how awesome the Japanese samurai spirit is.

"Kamikaze" captain Ichiro Kawada took a step forward and looked at the man in front of him. He was ordinary and ordinary, and he couldn't see any kung fu.

Then he snorted and said provocatively, "Kid, do you have the ability to throw the gun in your hand aside and have a fair duel with me?"

"Okay, it's up to you!"

Hey hey, I'm not good-looking. I'm weak and want to bully me. Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon? I want you to look good later.

Du Haisheng slandered in his heart, threw the machine gun on the ground, waved to Ichiro Nagakawada, and said, "Little Japan, come on."

When Kawada Ichiro saw the guy in front of him throwing the machine gun on the ground, a cunning look flashed in his eyes.

Humph, stupid Chinese man, do you really think I will fight with you? With that machine gun, it will make you pay a painful price for insulting my great Japanese warrior.

There was a moment of silence, and suddenly, Ichiro Kawada took action in an instant!

A samurai sword flashed with a frightful cold light and came straight to Du Haisheng's head with a fierce force.

But as soon as he got to the front of the other party, Kawada Ichiro took the opportunity to stop and grabbed the machine gun on the ground like lightning.

Well...

As soon as he got to the front, he looked at the ground. The machine gun had disappeared. Ichiro Kawada couldn't help but wonder. He suddenly realized something and shouted badly. It seemed that he had encountered a hard stubble today.

When he straightened up, a boy with an evil smile was standing in front of him, holding it in his hand - it was the "tutu"!

That person is also Du Haisheng.

Little Japan's performance is not superb, but today he meets a reborn person who is very familiar with the nature of the Japanese.

Seeing Kawada Ichiro's eyes wandering with machine guns in his hand before, he knew what the little devil was thinking, so he deliberately did it, that is, he didn't have a temper at all.

"What, are you looking for this thing?"

Du Haisheng shook the "tu tu" in his hand and asked Ichiro Kawada.

It was a great shame. It was simply a great shame. Kawada Ichiro was in the fire. His speed was fast enough, but he didn't expect that he didn't see any action at all, and the machine gun ran into his hands.

This is enough to prove that the guy in front of him is definitely not an idle person, even more powerful than himself.

"Baga!"

Being so humiliated, Ichiro Kawada's face turned pale, scolded, raised his samurai sword and hit Du Haisheng's head in front of him.

"Dad Da..."

Another few crisp gunshots, and the samurai sword in Kawada Ichiro's hand fell off and fell to the ground.

And his eyebrows were beaten into a hole that could be seen through the front and back.

Taking back the gun, Du Haisheng blew the muzzle of the gun and scolded at the body: "Damn, play with me. I let you fucking be a ghost and you don't know how you died."

"Kid, you're fucking cheating and not keeping your word!"

A short and fat Japanese saw that his captain was dead and came out, waving a samurai sword in his hand, pointing to Du Haisheng's nose and shouting.

"Frauding? Fuck, can you see it clearly? Did I cheat or you didn't follow the rules first? I stood there and cut it for him. He actually robbed my machine gun.

After a pause, he said, "Honest? What is honesty? A few catties? If you don't pay for credit, you Japanese are the originator, but I can't compare with it. I learned these skins from you.

"Baga, I'm going to kill you. You have the guts to have a single one with me."

"Okay, whatever you want!"

Du Haisheng's face was full of a smile, and he said that he was easy to talk and didn't matter.

"Zhi, go to hell!"

The short and fat Japanese clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and the lightning speed instantly hit Du Haisheng.

"Dad Da..."

Cup and fixture, before this guy took action, he was beaten into a sieve by Du Haisheng, who raised the machine gun and pulled the trigger, and fell down on his back!

"You, Chinese man, you are too unruly to play cards, too dishonest, despicable and shameless!"

Two people died in an instant, and the remaining eight "Kamikaze" teams of Japanese samurai blushed. Looking at Du Haisheng, they couldn't wait to remove him.

It's too discredited, too shameless, more shameless than us, more despicable, woo-woo...

Eight Japanese have the heart to cry. They have seen shameless people, and even they have never been shameless, but they have never seen such a shameless person in front of them.

"Haha, if you have a gun, you don't need it. Learn from you to cut and kill with a broken knife. What's the age, and you still think I'm an idiot. This is called a soldier who doesn't get tired of cheating. Little Japan, if you don't know how to speak, read Sun Tzu's Art of War"

"In addition, he only said a single one. Did he say that he was not allowed to use a gun?"

Du Haisheng looked up to the sky and smiled like crazy. In the 21st century, if he wanted to kill a Japanese in China, he had to be killed by those damn slaves.

In this era, who cares who kills the Japanese? I'm happy. Is there anything more happy than killing the Japanese in this life? I will be regarded as a hero by the common people. Maybe I can still express myself in the future history books. Hey hey, if I don't play cards according to the rules, I learned from you. I'm called it. The way of man also governs his body, which will kill you.

"You, you, what a smooth-tongued Chinese man..."

Eight Japanese warriors were stared at by Du Hai angrily, and their faces turned dark green. They couldn't find a word to refute.

Yes, at the beginning, there was no mother's rule not to use guns. What did they do when they used them? They knew that they had suffered a mute loss, but they couldn't find any excuse to vent.

This loss of food is also a coward.

Who is this boy in front of him? Fuck, is there such a person in China now? That mouth is a hundred times more powerful than Japanese geisha.

Several Japanese warriors scolded the eighteen generations of Du Haisheng's ancestors in their hearts. Because of the "tu tu" in his hand, no one dared to take another step forward and wanted to fight with him.

A single fart, one person holds a knife in his hand, and one person holds a "strip" that can be repeatedly haired. Isn't this a young man beating a child and bullying him?

They have the spirit of Bushido, but they are not people who don't know how to cherish their lives. In the final analysis, these guys can only carry forward the spirit of Bushido and kill when they are absolutely strong.

When you meet a difficult opponent, what the hell samurai spirit? You have your own life. Those things are just floating clouds. If you take them out and have no life, it's not pure nonsense!

Several people's hearts are complicated, and they are calculating that according to the situation in front of them, they will definitely not be able to take advantage of it. You should simply ask the Wang family for a few "suds" to come.

You are sudden, and I am also sudden. The two of you, two guns, ten people on my side, ten guns, why don't you suddenly kill you?

But it's useless to regret now. Forget it, let's think about how to retreat.

Several people looked at each other a few times, saw the meaning of each other's expression, and nodded gently.

"Protect the young master, let's go!"

With that, the remaining eight Japanese warriors came forward, and the remaining White Dragon Club and members of the Black Tiger Gang protected Lin Tianxu and Wang Jiadong.

These warriors know that as long as Wang Jiadong is dead today, even if they leave alive, they will definitely disappear forever in this world when they return to the Wang family. It's better to let go and die.

Seeing the other party's desperate posture, Du Haisheng yawned and said to Wang Chong behind him, "Brother, you've had enough, Brother Wang, I'll leave these bastards to you. Let's clean them up."

"No problem, take a break. This group of dogs, damn it, let's see how I suddenly kill them."

With a gun in his hand, he did not panic. Wang Chong readily agreed, and even his tone was a little crazy.

Have you packed it all?

Shit, when I heard this sentence, eight Japanese people's heads came out of black smoke again. Am I a fish on the shore?

Humph, even if we can't live today, we will try our best to pull you two guys as a cushion.

"Say, each of you wants to get a few holes in your body. It's better not to have too many. Bullets are fucking expensive now. It's not easy to do. I'm afraid too many are not enough!"

Without waiting for eight Japanese to speak, Wang Chong made a provocative speech.

Du Haisheng admires that what this guy said is so fucking knowledgeable. These little Japanese are not angry to death. They are talented and too talented!

"Baga..., Chinese people, don't talk nonsense, die!"

Eight Japanese warriors have been unbearable. What kind of people did they meet today? Each of them is so poisonous. Besides, they will not be killed by bullets, and they will be pissed off by the two bastards in front of them.

After the scolding, the eight people dodged separately, holding samurai swords in their hands and rushed straight to the field from all directions.

It's a desperate posture...