After asking this, Zhang Muyang raised his eyebrows and slashed the long sword in his hand. Among the two Japanese people, another Japanese lost his head. The remaining Japanese people were a little confused. We didn't say anything, and you just kill someone. What's the reason?

Zhang Muyang looked at him, as if he understood his eyes, and casually explained: "I did it on purpose just now, so hurry up and say, I don't have the heart to wait."

The Japanese people were silent and did not talk about any POW regulations. China and Japan were enemies of the world. If they caught it, they would be the word death, except for the rebellion. No one went back to follow any bullshit regulation, and just killed them in one word.

Seeing that he was no match for Zhang Muyang, he didn't want to betray his dog-slap Emperor. He suddenly took out a dagger in his hand and slashed it on his waist, which was to commit suicide in front of Zhang Muyang.

Zhang Muyang raised his leg and kicked the last Japanese man to vomit blood to the end. Then he walked to him staggeringly, stepped on his chest and said, "Suncle, did I let you die? Answer my question quickly."

Seeing that he could not die even if he wanted to die, the Japanese dog was very angry. He clenched his fists and wanted to pull Zhang Muyang to die together. Unfortunately, at Zhang Muyang's feet, he could not do anything.

"mmp, if you don't eat toast, do you think I have no choice but to deal with you?"

Seeing that he was determined to hold on, Zhang Muyang was too lazy to ask again. As an old monster who had been reborn for hundreds of years, he had to torture and question the news.

If he doesn't open his mouth, he will ask his soul directly. As for the final life and dementia of this guy, it is not the question he should consider. He waved his wrist, pinched his fingers and hooked his head to the Japanese.

After a while, the Japanese began to let out a burst of ghostly wails. Zhang Muyang actually forced himself to pull out a half-transparent thing from his forehead. After a closer look, it was the soul of the Japanese. His move was even more vicious than skinning and bones. He directly took the soul. Even Zhang Muyang would have to chill in the degree of pain, and would never want to try it.

Then Zhang Muyang's gesture changed. As soon as he asked a few questions, a roar came from a distance, followed by several beams of light flashing in the sky, Dai Changsheng roared in a helicopter.

After being disturbed by him, the fragile spirit that had just escaped instantly dissipated half. The rest was Zhang Muyang's quick eyes and hands, and he slapped the Japanese back to the body of the Japanese.

Half of his soul was lost. Although this guy was not dead, he became a fool. The only benefit was that this guy would not commit suicide again.

Zhang Muyang looked at Dai Changsheng on the plane and An Cui whispered, "I won't come early or late." But when I came here at this time, I would give him another crime when I teach him a lesson.

When Dai Changsheng saw Zhang Muyang from the air, his face became a little dumb. He was about to slide down on the zipline, but suddenly his body lightened and seemed to be out of control and was pulled down by someone.

"Oh, I'll go."

Dai Changsheng exclaimed, his body fell straight down. The members of the Special Ninth Bureau on the plane were stunned. As soon as a few of them were about to jump down to save the person, they saw Dai Changsheng falling heavily to the ground.

Zhang Muyang said, "Don't pretend to be dead on the ground, why are you here?"

Dai Changsheng also knew that he could not escape Zhang Muyang's perception. He fell off the plane just now and was probably the one who caused it. Fortunately, he was agile and screamed miserably. Zhang Muyang secretly rescued him. Although he looked like he fell very badly, he actually confiscated any harm. Of course, it still hurts.

He got up, rubbed his knees and said, "What do I want to ask you about this? You don't enjoy a gentle life well in the middle of the night. What are you going to mess with and ask?"

Dai Changsheng is also a monk now. Although his realm is not high, he is extremely talented and naturally feels the fluctuations of spiritual energy around him. In addition to the Japanese people at Zhang Muyang's feet, he probably guessed it almost.

Zhang Muyang wanted to kick the guy again and said, "You will be one minute later, and you will know everything you should know."

"What do you mean? Did you have anything dirty just now?"

Dai Changsheng looked at Zhang Muyang and wanted to say something sarcastic, but after feeling Zhang Muyang's "ghostly and terrifying" look, he immediately whispered, swallowing the remaining py trading words back into his stomach, and quickly changed the topic.

At this time, Dai Changsheng's subordinates rushed over and looked at Zhang Muyang with a look of something wrong. After all, Zhang Muyang had just plotted against their boss.

Among them, there was a girl with a hot temper, holding a pistol in her hand, and then went up to Zhang Muyang and gestured: "Who are you? You dare to plot against national civil servants."

Zhang Muyang looked at this girl as if she was mentally retarded. She just had the state of refining qi into her body and had just touched the edge of her cultivation. She dared to be so arrogant, and she had no wink yet. How did this guy get into the Special Ninth Bureau?

When Dai Changsheng saw this, he quickly stepped forward and stopped him and said, "Ye Qianqian, don't make trouble. He is Zhang Muyang, the deputy director of the Special Ninth Bureau, and also your leader."

When he heard Zhang Muyang's name, Ye Qianqian, who was still eyeing her, changed her style in an instant, jumped to Zhang Muyang and said, "You are Zhang Muyang? My idol, please sign a name for me."

Zhang Muyang looked at the girl who seemed to have changed her face when Sichuan Opera changed her face, and her body moved three feet in an instant, for fear that the mental retardation would be infected. After avoiding her, he grabbed Dai Changsheng and walked aside, told everything he had just happened, and then got up and left. He didn't want to have too much interaction with the people in the Special Ninth Bureau.

Of course, when he left, he was very 'gentle' and 'gentle' for Dai Changsheng's reception tonight and gave it back 'entertainly'.

Looking at Dai Changsheng with a constipation and melancholy look on his face, Ye Qianqian asked, "Director, are you okay? Director Zhang has bullied you?"

Dai Changsheng waved his hand and said nothing. Why was he willing to lose face in front of his hands? He just gave an order and took the remaining Japanese back to the branch and disappeared after he took the remaining Japanese back to the branch.

Half an hour later, the night was still dark. Zhang Muyang was lying on the bed, lying on his side, looking at him, like a dragon's plate and a dog's song. At the same time, one hand bent and pillowed under his head, and the other hand kept playing with the mysterious gourd.

Originally, I came here to solve my physical crisis and traveled around, but now I have become Dai Changsheng's senior thug. However, I am still very happy to be able to kill a few Japanese dogs. The only downside is that the number of people is small, and I will feel good if I kill a few more next time.

Because he was not sleepy, Zhang Muyang took a deep breath. There was a trace of fragrance in the sea breeze. Zhang Muyang got up and walked to the balcony, looking at the night view outside the house.
Chapter completed!