Anyone alive?

Bian thought after joining the army.

Ye Xingzhong kicked the stairs again, squatted down, kicked his feet, and rolled in like a big ball.

"Baobabababababa..." A rapid gunfire sounded, and a stream of dust splashed at the stairs.

Several bullets were shot less than a foot away from the army's head.

Bian Congjun was scared and sweated.

If Ye Xingzhong didn't stop him, how could he have life?

Ye Xingzhong rolled two times, leaning half against the wall, and determined the position based on the gunshot. Just as he was about to shoot, he subconsciously looked up and saw a person huddled near the window.

Masao Konowa?

Ye Xingzhong lowered his wrist slightly and pulled the trigger with his fingers.

The bullet hit Masao Konomiya's thigh.

He didn't have such accurate shooting skills as Fang Buwei. If he aimed at the hand holding the gun, he might hit the head.

Konoe Masaoichi was in pain, and his attention was distracted. He slammed his hands and forgot to shoot.

Hearing the gunshots stopped, Bian Congjun rushed in first, and suddenly heard Ye Xingzhong yelling: "Don't shoot!"

Want to stay alive?

Masao Konomiya grinned, threw away the gun, and reached out to touch the side of his legs.

When Ye Xingzhong Ding Qing saw it, his soul was shocked.

A bunch of grenades?

He touched it, caught a round stool that had fallen by the wall, and threw it over with force.

When Masao Konomi just touched the grenade and was about to send it to his mouth, he felt a black shadow flying towards him.

With a "bang", Masao Konomi's eyes turned dark and he lost consciousness.

"when!"

The grenade fell from Masao Konomiya's hand and hit the pile of grenades.

Ye Xingzhong, who had already jumped to the window, saw that no white smoke was coming out. He felt suddenly relaxed, his legs became soft, and he fell down after a planting onion.

Just now, Bian Congjun, who had not yet crawled, breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did he realize that his heartbeat was beating like a drumbeat.

A grenade is not scary. As long as it is not within a radius of five meters and then lie down in time, the possibility of serious injury is very small.

But a bunch of grenades is different. Once it explodes, the two teams who go up to the second floor will probably not survive.

Damn it!

Ye cursed in his heart, gasped heavily, got up quickly, and stomped his feet on the floor twice.

His calves are still feeling a little sore now.

When he got up from the army, Ye Xingzhong had already rushed to Masao Konomiya, kicked all the grenades away, and touched Masao Konomiya up and down.

There seems to be something on the neckline!

Ye Xingzhong pulled out a dagger and cut open Masao Konomi's collar.

There are light yellow crystals inside, with a pungent smell.

Ye Xingzhong sneered twice, grabbed Masao Koumai's chin with both hands and took it off directly.

"Poison?" Bian Congjun asked.

"Yeah!" Ye Xingzhong nodded, "Is it the first time to meet me? When you meet me again in the future, you must be careful. When you move slowly, the person who is still alive and jumping around the previous second will become a corpse in the next second..."

When he followed Fang Buwei in the past, Fang Buwei told them a lot, so Bian Congjun naturally remembered it very clearly.

But even though I know, I have not formed an instinct yet, and the reaction is not as fast as Ye Xingzhong.

"Who is this?" Bian Congjun looked at Kotomi Masao with a familiar look. He recalled slightly and thought of the person recognized by the dormitory.

"Hehehe..." Ye Xingzhong grinned his teeth and laughed twice, "No matter who he is, he will know that he has made great contributions anyway..."

Making great contributions?

Bian Congjun's eyes lit up sharply.

He thought of the scene when Ye Xingzhong didn't let him shoot when he rushed in.

Ye Xingzhong knows this Japanese?

Not telling yourself that it is definitely not for the sake of robbing me, but for the secret.

Ye Xingzhong checked the injuries of Masao Komsuke.

The half of the body on the right was stained with blood. Ye Xingzhong touched it and touched two bullet holes on his right shoulder.

It should be that Masao Konoha was shot when he shot sideways.

The upper body was not injured again, but both legs were injured.

A piece of calves on the left calf was torn off, and shrapnel was still hanging on it, bleeding constantly. There was a gunshot wound on the right leg, which was the shot that Ye Xingzhong shot.

Ye Xingzhong reached out and touched his arms, took out a medicine bottle, pulled out the plug and poured the medicine powder onto Masao Konomi's wound.

He smelled a little familiar, and Bian Congjun's eyes narrowed slightly.

He also has a bottle of such medicine, which is given to Fang Buwei when he is a guard.

Fang Buwei said it was a magical medicine for smelting, so there would definitely be no fake.

With a "hiss", it may be that Ye Xingzhong's movements were a little violent, and he pulled the wound. Masao Konomi woke up.

"I want to blow me to death? I'll go shit..." Ye Xingzhong slapped on Masao Konomiya's face, but the bandage on his hands did not stop.

"Woo woo..." Konomi Masao shouted and twisted his body hard.

Ye Xingzhong slashed Masao Konomiya's neck with a palm knife. Masao Konomiya rolled his eyes and fainted again.

"Old Bian, go find the superior and report the situation here..." Ye Xingzhong tore off Masao Oshima's top and pulled it into strips of cloth, wrapping it around Masao Oshima's wound.

"Okay!" Bian Congjun responded and sighed in his heart.

Ye Xingzhong asked him to report, but he was clear about his attitude. He had no intention of trying to seize the merits.

In the past, I only heard about it, but today I felt deeply.

As expected, it was exactly the same as the rumors. Fang Buwei was as good as his subordinates and was incompatible with the soldiers of this era.

"Wait!" Ye Xingzhong called Bian Congjun again.

"What else should I explain?" Bian Congjun turned around.

Ye Xingzhong pondered for a few seconds.

He was wondering whether to ask Fang Buwei to open the city gate and send Masao Konomi to the hospital as soon as possible.

Although Ye Xingzhong does not know as much as others, he does not do it and needs to know better than others.

That's a person who doesn't cry when he sees the coffin.

Masao Konomiya is different from the ones he caught before: he is Lin Zi'an's uncle.

Ye Xingzhong thought from the perspective of others. If he was Fang Buwei and wanted to use Lin Zi'an's identity to make a fuss, this person would definitely not stay.

"Forget it, please let the superior come here quickly and you will say that you have caught this person..." Ye Xingzhong pointed at Masao Kouwei.

If you slow down for a few minutes, you shouldn't die.

Bian Congjun nodded.

Although he did not know the identity of this Japanese, Fang Buwei would naturally understand as soon as he mentioned the one recognized by the porter on the dock.

After Bian Congjun went downstairs, Ye Xingzhong roughly bandaged it, and asked the team members to find a door panel and carried the guard Masao downstairs.

As soon as he went down, he saw Fang Buwei walking over quickly, less than fifty meters away from Baoyue Tower.
Chapter completed!