And what happened outside during these six days?

The Japanese untied Ma Jinyi's belt and put it around his neck. The two Japanese untied ones, one on the left and one on the right, and at the same time they tightened them tightly. When he fainted, the Japanese untied ones relaxed. When he woke up, the Japanese continued to pull, and continued until the sky, and the dark horse Jin completely fainted.

When he woke up again, he lay in an empty garden.

In fact, it was not empty because there were corpses everywhere around. At this time, two Japanese soldiers came over, one of them kicked him in the left eye, which made the 30-year-old Ma Jinyi blind in the left eye. But he was so scared that he dared not move at that time, and knew where the Japanese were looking.

Chen Jiashou, who also escaped, was forced to move goods by the Japanese at that time, and saw Lao Xie, the guard next door, escorted by the Japanese, and insisted that he was a disguised soldier.

One of the two Japanese asked Lao Xiegui to go there, and the other pulled out a saber and chopped it down at his neck. Lao Xie's neck was cut off, and there was still some flesh in front of him. When he was on the ground, he had not completely died.

The Japanese raised their leather boots and kicked him over, facing up, and then moved away.

Outside the Shuixi Gate, Peng Shanrong, who was looking for something to eat with his companions, was caught by the Japanese, and they were forced to go with the Japanese to find Miss Hua.

The Japanese discovered a girl hiding next to the coffin, so four Japanese rushed over and gang raped the girl. The Japanese did not let Peng Shanrong and the others leave, and forced them to open their eyes. The Japanese watching them betray the poor girl.

These are the stories told to us by surviving witnesses, and more than 300,000 innocent people who failed to survive became the bodies, wreckage, blood, and bloodlessness in their mouths.

300,000 such stories were staged one after another in the 40-day city of Nanjing.

What is the hard to write about bamboo? That's it!

Thinking of this, there was no language that could express Zhang Li's mood at this time.

They could have read a while in class, and they would have been absent. They would have dated their lovers when they were over, and at the end of the semester, they began to worry about the exam.

When you graduate, you find a suitable job, check in to work, scold the boss, and then check in to get off work.

I went to the vegetable market to buy a fish with my wife's budget, went home and tugged my beard and came to greet my children, and lived an ordinary life for the whole family until I started to worry about my children's studies, school, work, and marriage. Finally, I lay on the rocking chair and watched TV, waiting for the big bags and small bags that the children carried during the holidays to fill the house.

They could have watched the founding of New China, watched Hong Kong and Macau return, watched the opening of the Beijing Olympics, and watched the prosperous times and beautiful China together.

But no more, their clocks were stopped forever in 1937.

And every murderer who caused all this is now lying in the Yasukuni Divine Toilet and accepting the so-called "admiration" and the so-called "respect", which is the true face of the Yasukuni Divine Toilet.

This soul-summoning divine toilet, from 1869 to 152 years ago, has attracted the ghosts of the invaders, the evil spirits of the ****, and the large "core" souls that these beasts are proud of.

In fact, in the end I want to say that of course you can like Japanese cartoons, Japanese dramas, and Japanese literary works. This is because of culture, art, beauty, and these are the common beauty of all mankind.

It is also because our Chinese civilization, which has been inclusive and magnificent from beginning to end, has always been a civilization. Our country has the deepest cultural heritage in the world today. It can withstand enough comparison and is extremely good at learning from others' strengths.

But at the same time we should remember that the reason why we can see, read, and enjoy these is because of the sacrifices and the blood shed by our martyrs.

Their parents who were asking about their well-being, friends who were blowing their pussy together, and girls with bright eyes and white teeth in the next class. Every time they came, they would bring a lot of snacks. They would go home on holiday and feed themselves into fat grandparents, all of which died under the butcher knife of the Japanese devils.

They were alone. In the end, these teenage children who had only had pens, tremblingly picked up heavy guns in the blood of their relatives, walked onto the battlefield, fell to their comrades, and even failed to see the road to victory.

They are the eternal pain of our nation. We cannot forget these pains, and we dare not forget these sacrifices!

We can never forgive these hatreds for them!

The white mountains and black waters eliminate the enemy. When you smile, you should see the red flags like flowers. History should be remembered, and we should be self-reliant.

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"Red, all red!"

Zhang Li pointed to the set of all-red display pictures and said to the colorist.

"Okay young man, I have 30 colored fruits."

Seeing that Zhang Li's expression was gloomy, the colorist smiled carefully and said.

Zhang Li couldn't bear it for a moment. Now he has strong strength. If he doesn't fulfill his wish in his previous life, then when will he wait?

"Red, festive, it's great to give it to others?"

The colorist was stunned. She looked at Zhang Li with a smile and wanted to confirm whether she had auditory hallucinations just now...

Heifeng Village, Juyi Hall.

"I investigated a little and found that there are four districts in the foot basin, namely Tokyo District, the first-level district, the first-level district, the Minhou District, and finally the second-level district, the Sapporo District."

After Zhao Zichu finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Li with a complicated expression, looking like he wanted to speak but stopped.

Zhang Li smiled and said, "This is the first time I have seen you like this. Don't you smile without leaving your mouth?"

"Hey... the gang is developing so well now. It is already the first in the district. You can participate in the league in half a year, and..."

"Okay, I'm determined!"

Zhang Li interrupted Zhao Zichu, then looked around and looked around the gang managers with different colors, and said with a smile: "I will come back within half a year. Leave the position of the gang leader to my younger brother Xiaobai. He is a relatively introverted person, so the gang is all up to you during this period..."

Everyone was silent.

"Brother Li, I'll go with you!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and it was Cao Jing'er, the leader of the Zhuque Hall.

"I'll go together too!" Elder Ke also spoke immediately.

"Gangmaster, take me with you! Fuck the damn Japanese!"

“…”

Whether they really wanted to go or whatever, everyone spoke.

Zhang Li stared at Cao Jing'er deeply and said, "Okay! I'm going to explore the road alone. Are you going to kill and kill? Do you really think the Japanese are made of mud? What should I do if you all leave my nest? You'll all be separated!"

Seeing this, everyone had no choice but to disperse.

Zhang Li had deeper considerations about the reason why he told the senior management about the matter.

It is equivalent to expressing one's own vision. His vision represents the gang. If someone feels it cannot be accepted, then he will say that he will not work together.

By the way, let’s see what your subordinates are. Under the power of the system’s rules, even if someone has a second heart, it’s just a joke.

This is also the reason why he gave Xiaobai the position of the gang leader.
Chapter completed!