"Dear men, I have put down my weapons, I can spare my life."

A horse thief with a black scarf tied with a flattering smile knelt on the ground and asked, his hands still arching, as if he regarded Li Feng and the others as people in the world.

But what he didn't expect was that the little fat man in front of him had no intention of mercying them at all. On the contrary, Li Feng wanted to chop their heads one by one.

This time, Li Feng was a little angry because they were late after all, and many of the people here died.

"Say, who asked you to come here to kill the common people?"

I don’t come early or late, but I come while I’m in the war. There are many doubts about it.

When the horse thief in front of him heard the other party asking him questions, he had no intention of killing him. He really let go and answered in all his heart.

"It was Commander Gou from the Yellow Shoe Army who asked me to come here. I heard that it was to prevent the nearby Central Army from raising food, so we asked us to snatch all the food on these ordinary people and then order their houses.

In this way, the Huang army can continue to attack the Central Army."

The Japanese, it was created by the Japanese again.

Li Feng's eyes were covered with bright red bloodshots. Compared to the Japanese, he hated the traitors in front of him even more.

All the people of their own dare to use the butcher knife. These people really forgot their ancestors and forgot that they are Chinese.

However, Li Feng did not rush to kill these people, but asked the soldiers to tie them up and take them to the old locust tree at the entrance of the village.

"Call all the living people to me, and I have to teach them a lesson!"

Although several soldiers did not understand why the captain said that, they still found all the living people nearby.

The living people looked at these soldiers with guns in fear. These days, the people are most afraid of bandits and soldiers because they often bully the people.

Don’t think of all the troops as the Eighth Route Army. Many troops often rob the people because of their disarray and their chaotic personnel.

These ordinary people do not know the Eighth Route Army or the Eighth Route Army. The reason why they come here is because they are afraid of the guns in the hands of these Eighth Route Army. To put it bluntly, it is because of their inner fear.

When they saw the bodies of villagers on the ground, their fear deepened a little more.

Could these guns be...

"Mr. Junjun... Please don't kill people anymore. The people in our village are almost killed by you."

At this time, an old man with gray hair grabbed a soldier with one hand and cried desperately. The station was looking at the captain's direction awkwardly.

He did not kill anyone. Now that this group of people looks at her like this, it always feels strange. Didn’t it mean that the Eighth Route Army is a team of ordinary people?

When Li Feng saw it, he also walked up and said to the old man.

"Don't be afraid, old man, we won't hurt you. Look at these horse thieves, I've killed them!"

"You... aren't you guys in the same group as those horse thieves?"

Of course, Li Feng and the horse thief were not in the same group. The old village chief was a little surprised. The fat man in front of him looked quite kind. Apart from the faint murderous aura on his body, he seemed to be really not a bad person.

However, the big-headed soldiers were holding guns in their hands, so he still asked in fear.

"Of course, we are the Eighth Route Army, how could we be in the same group as the horse thieves? Old man, please help me gather all the people nearby, and there are a few horse thieves who are throwing their heads there.

Now we have tied up, just under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village. I will give you a chance. You can deal with these horse thieves as they want. Take revenge and revenge if they have revenge."

When Li Feng said this, the people nearby were shocked, and then they looked at the direction of the old locust tree with some doubt.

At this time, Li Feng could roughly guess what these ordinary people were thinking, so he explained again.

"Don't be afraid, even if you don't do it, I will cut off their heads, not for anything else, just for the revenge of these dead people."

You can’t talk about national justice with ordinary people. First of all, they don’t understand it. Secondly, it’s a bit unrealistic to talk about national justice at this time.

It is better to start from the most basic thing. Things must always be in a gradual process, so that these ordinary people can slowly understand the national justice.

The old village chief seemed to believe Li Feng's words, and poked a crutch and walked slowly towards the other direction. He saw a knife next to the corpse of a horse thief on the ground, bent down and picked it up, and then shouted at the surrounding people.

"I'll go over and cut a few times first, and you can wait a while before coming over."

Li Feng naturally knew what the old village chief was thinking, he wanted to explore the way for these people.

Some people believed that it was a good thing, and the soldiers gradually made way for a passage. At this time, the old village chief also saw the eight horse thieves tied up.

"Beasts, you beasts!"

The old village chief cursed loudly when he saw them, and the horse thieves were immediately panicked because they didn't know what these Eighth Route Army members would deal with them.

The old village chief looked at Li Feng first. After seeing the fat man nodded, he staggered up with a knife. When he saw a horse thief, he chopped down hard.

“Ah~”

The blood ate and rushed to the old village chief's face, and this thunder also slashed on the shoulder of the horse thief. The horse thief immediately screamed.

The other horse thieves also looked at the old man with pale faces. Then, just as they wanted to get up to resist, a black muzzle was pressed against his head.

"Don't move!"

This was the voice of the eagle, his voice was full of murderous aura. He just killed two horse thieves with his own hands and chopped off their heads with a knife.

The old village chief slashed, not because he didn't want to cut it down, but because the knife was stuck on the shoulder of the horse thief and couldn't pull it out.

But even so, he was still very excited, and then he stopped leaning on crutches. His speed increased a little, and his body kept moving backwards...

In less than five minutes, a large group of ordinary people rushed up with kitchen knives and hoes and other farm tools.

He looked at the horse thieves in front of him with some fear, and perhaps a little scared at the Eighth Route Army holding guns nearby.

Before Li Feng could speak, the old village chief spoke.

"Friends, these horse thieves are our enemies. Just now, the military master said that everyone will take revenge and revenge.

I just tried it, and I cut that knife, but I don’t have enough strength. The knife stuck on my body and couldn’t be pulled out. Children, you have great strength, so you must avenge our relatives!”

The old village chief's words were just a bucket of stimulants, which completely ignited the villagers' passion...
Chapter completed!