Yang Yuying asked with a word, her eyes froze, and her expression suddenly changed.

Among the students who were upside down on the ground, one of them had a dissipated pupil, as if he was dead.

The other three were also very serious and the blood flowed very fast.

One of them was stabbed into the chest with a knife, and blood flowed all over the ground, and even dyed the soles of the classmates next to him red.

The students who confronted these four Japanese people kept trembling, and several of them looked white and could not even speak, and they were obviously in a state of fear.

Yang Yuying took the lead in checking the injuries of these people, while asking people to call the doctor at the school and call an ambulance.

While speaking, Dr. Qin arrived with a medical box. He worked in the school infirmary. He studied medicine in the United States and was still very skilled in medicine. He would stay in school. One reason was that although this person had studied for a doctorate, he was forced by his family and had little motivation to be motivated. Two reason was that Principal Zhao was his uncle.

When he saw the blood on the ground and looked at the falling student, Dr. Qin changed his mind and rushed over to rescue him.

Yang Yuying took out the bandage and stopped the bleeding quickly. She only knew a little superficial medical skills, but she had received professional training in trauma. Dr. Qin only glanced at her technique and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

There were four wounded people, one of them was dying, and he only had one person and two pairs of hands. If it weren't for Yang Yuying, he would be too busy.

The ambulance finally arrived.

Dr. Qin and the injured got into the car. Yang Yuying stood up, looked at four Japanese people with knives standing at the school gate with their hands on their faces, looked cold and without any guilt, and asked softly: "What's going on?"

The students only slightly retracted from their horror and looked at each other, but no one could explain clearly.

"We don't know either. I just heard Wang Qiaoan shouting, picking up a knife from the ground and slashing at the four Japanese."

As soon as this was said, the students couldn't continue.

The four samurai, one of them was slightly younger, whispered with a stern face: "Those who insult the Great Japanese Empire will die!"

Yang Yuying frowned.

Another older samurai said coldly: "Just you just joined forces, that man tried to kill people. We are defending ourselves. Oh, whoever wants to kill us, come! The warriors of our Great Japanese Empire are here."

Only then did a student cry and said, "It's this person who killed Wang Qiaoan's sister! He said it himself!"

"Yesterday, something happened to Wang Qiaoan's sister. I heard that she was covered in bruises when she was sent home. She was seriously injured and died soon after."

"His sister is also studying in our school and studying in the mathematics department. Wang Qiaoan just took her sister's relics today and met this person when she went out. He told Wang Qiaoan that it was him, he did it!"

"Wang Qiaoan cursed like crazy"

The students looked up and swallowed the words back, staring at the four Japanese samurai in front of them, but their hearts were at a loss.

Since the Northern Province has hardly made any resistance, one mistake after another, and handed over a large area of ​​land, people in the country have shown fewer people to be able to raise their minds when facing the Japanese.

"laugh!"

The Japanese samurai in the lead smiled, "You Chinese, the flower girl is very good, very good!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The other three burst into laughter.

The students standing in front were furious and their hearts were so painful that their hearts and lungs were trembling. They could no longer bear it. Even if they died, they wanted to rush over and die with these bastards!

One of the warriors raised his eyebrows gently: "What? Very angry? Come on, the knife is here, and we are here, so come and kill me!"

As he said that, he took out the knife in his hand and inserted it on the ground casually.

Everyone was silent.

"Zhi, how dare those sick men in East Asia fight Mr. Shibasaki? Even if they have this courage, they are not the enemy of Mr. Shibasaki. Well, but if those flower girls take action, I think Mr. Shibasaki should not resist too much. After all, we should be gentle to beauty."

As soon as these words were said, several female students felt ache on their faces, and looking at those people's eyes made people creepy.

The timid ones couldn't help sobbing.

Gao Chang took a sudden step forward, clenched his fists with both hands, and blocked his classmates.

He hates it!

"Damn it!"

He thought that even if he died, he would take someone as a cushion so that everyone in the world would know that the Chinese are not cowards!

He is not afraid of death!

Gao Chang didn't want to suppress the anger in his heart any longer. Even if he died, even if he died.

He stared at the knife on the ground. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw that the knife was shocked and jumped up and fell into the hands of the Japanese samurai Shibasaki who was in charge.

Shibazaki was also stunned, but he instinctively held the hilt of the knife. As a Japanese samurai, some of his reactions were subconscious!

The sharp Japanese sword was unsheathed, with cold murderous intent.

Before Shibasaki could come back to his senses, a very familiar face suddenly appeared in front of him, which was the one who was Lin Wan's wife, Mr. Lin.

He became alert in an instant.

The other party saw the wounded away and stood next to the student. Although he asked, he did not say a word.

But Shibasaki was always paying attention to this woman.

Yang Yuying's face was expressionless, her red lips opened lightly, and she said straightforwardly: "You are so terrible!"

Before he finished speaking, Shibasaki felt that his wrist was hit by a huge force, and bang! The back of the knife was slashed at the bridge of his nose!

"ah!"

The bridge of the nose burst in an instant, blood gushed, and severe pain came, tears and snot mixed with blood flowing out.

"Ahhh!"

Shibasaki couldn't help but scream.

"what you do!"

The other three warriors drew their swords together.

"It's so scary."

Yang Yuying said lightly, suddenly reached out and grabbed Shibazaki, swung it up and blocked the three of them.

"ah!"

In just a moment, the Japanese didn't even react, and there was only a trace of afterimage left in front of them, flesh and blood were turned into mud, falling on the ground, on kimonos, and on wooden clogs.

Shibasaki instantly became a bloody man, and he had no voice at all. He even screamed for a short time and was no longer able to do anything.

As soon as Yang Yuying let go, Shibasaki landed at the feet of these people. One of the Japanese was so scared that he stepped back and sat down, his face pale.

He sat down and heard a sound of whimpering from Shibasaki's nose, his chest was undulating, and he was still alive.

Yang Yuying chuckled: "There is a punishment in China called Lingchi, also called cutting into pieces. It has good skills and can only be cut into pieces for three days. I can't do it!"

She spit out the first word and then reached out to hold the wrist of a Japanese samurai. When she said the last word, she had already controlled the samurai sword and cut forty knifes for the samurai himself and his companions who rushed over to rescue him.

Another warrior could resist at first, but when Yang Yuying finished her last word, she became paralyzed and her eyes were closed and she shivered.

The one holding the knife tried hard to shake it off, but couldn't shake it off at all. She was already half crazy and couldn't even speak.

But Yang Yuying never had the intention to stop.

"I'm so scared! When a person is afraid, he will definitely resist. You want to kill someone with a knife, and you can't expect others to kill him."

Yang Yuying said frivolously.

While scattering, more than a hundred knives were cut out.

Blood flowed on the ground, and everyone was silent.

It was not until the police station and Song Wei's guards arrived with people, that she stopped talking, took a step back, and looked innocent.

"These four Japanese samurai intend to commit crimes, please take them away."

Yang Yuying smiled.

Everyone: ""

Four Japanese samurai have become four blood men.

But the knife was in their hands, and blood was flowing on their swords. The four of them were vague and confused, so they would definitely not be able to defend themselves.

The students watching next to him, although their eyes were so scared that they were straightened, the students standing in front shouted loudly: "It's these people who committed the crime, so terrible!"

This is the case with everyone's words.

The police officers in the police room looked at each other, blinked their eyes, and were still scared. They didn't dare to see the clean Yang Yuying for a while. After a while of silence, they still called an ambulance to send the injured away.

Commander Song's guards did not say a word, snatched Yang Yuying and got into the car and left. Several policemen took a few glances and pretended that they didn't see it.

Song Yu was still responsible for driving, and glanced at Yang Yuying secretly, and then laughed so hard for a while.

"Ancestor, you are so amazing."

Staff Officer Lu also smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's no big deal. There are few people who have died inexplicably on the streets of Qindao? Our commander has already broken his face with the Japanese. He has been assassinated five times in the past three days, and on average, less than twice a day. Without you, both sides will not be able to maintain peace."

Of course, things could not be as easy as Staff Lu said. Yang Yuying didn't go home and opened a room to stay in the Sihai Hotel. She rested peacefully at night, but Commander Song brought people to negotiate with the police station for a long time, and then cleared a lot of relationships. He joined forces with Governor Liu and Governor Wang to put pressure on him. Finally, it took only one night to suppress the matter.

Commander Song did not sleep all night, sitting in the living room while drinking coffee while listening to Staff Lu report on the situation of several injured students in the hospital.

Wang Qiaoan, the most injured student, was not rescued after all.
To be continued...