When the people around him saw a death, they immediately started to clamor. The scene in front of them was enough for them to blow for several lifetimes.

An inconspicuous young man, as flexible as a monkey; flipped, should be like a kite; the short sword in his hand was like lightning; the figure dragged the phantom, like a ghost. Five hooligan thugs holding all the ghost-headed swords and screaming fell to the ground.

Hiss ~

Everyone took a breath of air conditioning.

good!

I don’t know who set the rhythm, but everyone immediately started roaring in unison.

“Okay~~~~~~~~”

The sound was so uniform and the volume was so loud that it scared the Japanese soldiers at the ticket gate, but the hooligans on the ground who were kneeling, had broken legs and fingers and suddenly had shit and urine.

This is awesome, but he was stabbed to death by this man one by one. He was trembling on the ground, afraid that Wang Hong would think of them again.

The onlookers shouted, which scared Wang Hong. Seeing that the crowd was getting more and more crowds, he took action helplessly and immediately ran out of the square.

At this time, someone recognized it.

"Wang San'er!"

"who?"

"It's Wang San'er."

This is the passerby who took Wang Hong to the Xingyi Boxing Gym.

He felt envious and regretted that he was just thinking about showing off the story he knew with this person. If he had learned one or two skills and his own serial sword, he would not have to be frightened when going out.

A large group of people watching the fun asked each other about who Wang San was, but several people with vicious eyes had already recognized Wang Hong.

One of them couldn't help but shouted: "It's Wang Hong."

"Wang Hong?"

Suddenly, a considerable number of people thought of the person on the wanted order.

Wow~~~~~~

There was a loud noise in the crowd.

Not only did the crowd not disperse, but instead told the unknown stories that could not be seen on the wanted order, but added countless imaginations and deifications.

Among them, there were really well-informed people who knew Wang Hong's experience. They began to talk about how Wang Hong heroically saved the beauty and attacked the Japanese soldiers, which attracted a large number of people around him. Wang Hong was in the Volunteer Army, but outsiders didn't know about Wang Hong's affairs, but they couldn't resist being whispered out by a few articles, which attracted the crowd to cheer from time to time.

The Japanese soldiers guarding the wicket were in a daze and looked carefully at the crowded crowds, but did not dare to act rashly.

Wang Hong walked quickly outside the square. He saw Zhao Jingzhi holding a pistol, and several people stood in front of him.

These people are "carrying their bags". This is the name of those who specialize in stealing bags in the Northeast.

They saw Zhao Jingzhi, a young girl, walking outside the station with two suitcases.

I didn't want to join in the fun and followed immediately.

When Zhao Jingzhi walked to the roadside opposite the station, Wang Hong had already cut off the hooligans who were rushing in front.

She was blocked by the onlookers and was worried for Wang Hong. Seeing these people surrounding her, she immediately became alert.

He reached into his pocket and grabbed the pistol.

Carrying a bag, this job is usually to attract the attention of the target first and cooperate with others to do it. But it is just a weak woman, with a few people having no worries, and one of them rushed up and robbed the suitcase.

Seeing the person rushing over, Zhao Jingzhi took out the gun, put it on his chest, and pointed it at the thief, but thought to himself, just scare these people away.

The thief who rushed up saw the pistol, was startled and stood there immediately, not knowing what to do.

The other thieves didn't see clearly and almost surrounded Zhao Jingzhi, only then did they see the pistol beside her.

A few thieves stood there ignorantly, not knowing how to deal with it.

An older person said: "Miss, we are blind and misread the mountain. You are not careful about villains, so we will leave now."

Zhao Jingzhi immediately shook his gun and asked them to leave.

Several people took two steps back, and at this time, a younger thief suddenly said, "Miss, which one of you is from?"

This is asking Zhao Jingzhi's origin.

But Zhao Jingzhi didn't understand it at all. He probably knew what the gang he meant, and didn't understand how to answer, but saw a few big knives standing up in the crowd and rushing into the circle.

She couldn't help but focus on Wang Hong's side again.

When a few people saw the girl ignore them, they looked at each other.

A thief who knew some guns didn't believe that Zhao Jingzhi was holding a real pistol, so he whispered: "Real and fake guns?"

Another thief who knew a little, stared at the gun in Zhao Jingzhi's hand and looked carefully.

They knew that the pistol was a small bolt, and if they wanted to shoot, they had to strode the bolt and push the bullets into the load.

The two of them thought hard and thought that it seemed that this woman did not have this action.

Could it be that he was scaring people with a gun?

The two of them exchanged eyes and slowly moved back.

Zhao Jingzhi discovered the changes in these people. The pistol was on the chest and abdomen and said, "You guys go quickly."

This sentence has no effect at all. If these people listened to it, they felt guilty as if they were so cruel.

The two thieves who knew the gun took another step forward, and they had to carefully check whether the gun was loaded.

If it weren't for the real pistol, hehe, I couldn't say that I would take this woman to the hall, and everyone fat (refers to sharing the income with the brothel).

While the two thieves were about to take action, Zhao Jingzhi saw Wang Hong hurriedly walking here through them.

She looked happy and immediately raised her left hand and shouted: "Here".

Several "carrying bags" thieves were stunned and couldn't help but look back, but found that someone had really come over.

They didn't allow them to judge the situation, but they all saw Wang Hong holding a knife in his hand.

A few thieves were very thiefed. When they saw blood dripping from the bayonet, their hearts were stuttering and they didn't dare to move.

Wang Hong stood beside these people with a knife in his arms and asked Zhao Jingzhi: "What's going on?"

Zhao Jingzhi relaxed, and the few people in front of him were thrown to Wang Hong and said coquettishly: "I want to steal my bag, but I don't leave even if I see the gun."

Wang Hong swept the thieves with murderous aura, and these thieves immediately lowered their heads and were as obedient as a big child.

After listening to the conversation between Wang Hong and Zhao Jingzhi, they knew that this was the man who was back and his intestines were regretful. He just told him not to leave, but now, there are swords and guns, and I just want this man to lose his life.

Wang Hong had a gun in his wife's hand, but he couldn't even hold on to the thieves, and he had nothing to say: "You can just shoot directly. The Japanese have killed them. What are the few thieves afraid of?"

Zhao Jingzhi turned off the security of the small pistol and gave him a blank look: "That's life."

The two of them spoke on their own, but the few stole the pants were completely wet.

The two brave thieves were frightened when they saw Zhao Jingzhi's skillful movements with a gun, and their legs were shaking like sieve. They looked at the delicate ones, but they had killed the Japanese. They stepped on the gate of hell and had unreasonable thoughts. They were really twisted.

Wang Hong thought about how to deal with these people. He remembered that his grandfather said that the handling of stealing usually cut off their ability to continue stealing.

He said to the few thieves standing honestly in front of him: "Stretch out your hand."

The rules of the world are that you must stand at attention when you are beaten.

Seeing that the thief could not escape this, he made up his mind and stood in a row, stretching out both hands.

Wang Hong walked and saw a bayonet like chopping vegetables, and the knife rose and fell, and slashed everyone's hand.

Several people knew the consequences of being caught when the thief was caught, so they gritted their teeth and asked Wang Hong to take action lightly.

Seeing the light of the knife flashed, all the falls were the index finger and middle finger of the right hand. He didn't care about the pain and sweating all over his head, and immediately thanked: "Thank you for not killing the shopkeeper."

Wang Hong carried his suitcase and then said to several people: "Do some serious business in the future, get out of here."

After saying that, he took Zhao Jingzhishun away.

A few thieves endured the pain and did not dare to speak. Wang Hong walked a little further, then pulled a piece of cloth from his body, wrapped his broken fingers, and hurried to find a doctor to relieve the pain.
Chapter completed!