Chapter 632

Name:Evil Master Author:Qian Yun Yu Feng
In the courtyard, Duan Hong watched carefully and found that the architectural style here was similar to that of the former Qing Dynasty. It was antique and charming, but the atmosphere was not right. Only the two houses near the door had lights and slight shouts.

"Hong, are you sure it's here?" The fat man looked around and took out two pistols at his waist.

Duan Hong holds the 9mm pistol in his hand“ It should be. Let's go. " The two men stepped over the gate carefully and came to the second floor yard.

On both sides of the road, there are a lot of pine and green plants. There are few places to plant this kind of plant. Although it is evergreen all the year round, its moral is not good. It is planted more in the cemetery.

There is also a tall stone statue in front of me, which is similar to the great master Guanyin, but I don't think so. It may be a local god of Japan.

There are many more buildings on the second floor than on the first floor. There are rows of houses on both sides of the East and the West. There are lights on inside, and occasionally there are guards.

Duan Hong and fat man are more careful.

"Hong, what should we do now? The remaining nine ninjas are in the top ten ninjas of ten thousand one hundred, but we have some difficulties. " The fat man warned.

Duan Hong was curious about the people who came in just now, and said: "you stay here first. I'll see what the guys who came in just now are doing. Once you see the ninja, you can hide. If you can't hide, you can kill him. Try not to be found by them."

"Well, be careful." The fat man whispered.

Duan Hong nodded, hunched behind Songqing, and went to the building directly opposite. The house was not small, and it looked like it was going to the museum.

For thousands of years, the Japanese have followed the Great China to learn architecture, language, writing, including living habits. If they don't learn well, they invent and create their own. Writing is the most obvious example. It is similar to the educational level of primary school students, and the characters that can't be written are replaced by circles.

Duan Hong was close to the big room in the middle. He could clearly hear the people inside. His tone was fierce and full of gunpowder. It seemed that he was quarreling, but he couldn't understand.

"It's good to have Xiaoyao. At least he can be a translator." Duan Hong thought to himself“ What's in this house? Baidijia is also a family with a history. Maybe we can have some treasures. "

Duan Hong turned to the back and saw that it was a side room with a dim yellow light. He could see some bottles and cans inside.

"Oh? Isn't this a museum of Japan? Are those jars exhibits? Haha, it's a pity. After a while, it will explode and nothing can be seen. It's good to take one with you. I'll give you a bloody wash. " Duan Hong waited for a while, but when he saw no one, he went in with an arrow. He closed the door with his backhand. When he thought there was no one, he suddenly found a woman lying in a corner.

"I'll go!" Duan Hong was startled. He couldn't understand why there was a woman here. When he looked carefully, he saw that the woman was tied with a rope, with a cloth in her mouth, and her eyes were looking at him in horror. The rope outlined the bulging chest, and the neck was thin and long, white and tender.

"Well," the woman wanted to shout.

Duan hung raised his index finger: "Shh! Don't talk. I'm talking. I raped you! Hey, are you scared? " Duan Hong thinks that this may be a Japanese woman. What should she do if she doesn't understand her own words?

Sure enough, the woman looked at him foolishly and did not speak, but with a trace of doubt in her eyes.

When Duan Hong looked at the house this time, it was about 30 square meters. Some disgusting totems were pasted on the walls on both sides. This wooden frame was placed below. On the shelf were some cans of different sizes, and some pictures were pasted on top.

"Damn, it's ashes." Duan Hong jumped angrily, "is this the ancestor of the hundred families? Ha ha, I found it. " Duan Hong took out his mobile phone and dialed the fat man's phone: "fat man, contact Lao Wu, let his people throw explosives from the wall, you go to lead, I found that the ashes of Bai Di's ancestors, who bombed Lao Wang BA's, O'Ha, it is estimated that someone in the big house on the front is still arguing about the position of clan leader, en, you do as I say, wrong? When I miss it, you just do it. " Duan hung up.

After careful examination, he found that there were many soldiers on the urn, as well as some ancient people. Seeing those guys with Japanese military caps and Danyang Hu, Duan Hong felt angry.

"Well --" the woman began to cry again, struggling at the same time.

"Shh! Don't make a goddamn noise. Okay, you don't understand, do you? " Duan Hong thought for a moment, took out the Zilong knife at the back of his waist and cut it off. The woman's clothes were cut open, revealing her white chest and white bra.

"White? Duan Hong looked at the woman, and saw that she was not old, at most in her twenties, and her chest clothes were cut open. She was extremely shy. Her shoulders kept shaking, and she wanted to close the clothes, but the more she shook, the bigger the opening of the clothes was, and the two breasts swayed back and forth. Duan Hong felt flustered and thirsty.

"I - I hear - I understand."

All of a sudden, Duan Hong was surprised when he heard a woman say something similar to Chinese. He saw that the woman opened some stuffed cloth with the tip of her tongue.

"Yes? Is she a translator? Or an innocent woman who was brought here by the people of Baidi family to offer sacrifices to her ancestors? What a mean family. " Duan Hong thinks so in his heart. He goes to the woman and squats down, grabs her hand on her breast peak. The strong elasticity makes Duan Hong's hand tremble slightly: "I'm grabbing your Mimi now. If you understand me, you can nod your head." A woman blushes like an apple and nods. Duan Hong immediately drew back his hand with a fragrance: "OK, I can take out the things in your mouth, but you can't shout, otherwise --" he put his hands in front of the woman's chest and said: "I'll catch your tits." The woman humiliated nodded, thinking: when I go out, let my sister kill you this rascal, villain. Duan Hong slowly opens the tape around the woman's mouth and takes out the huge cloth. The woman breathes quickly. A pair of breast peaks immediately rose and fell“ I admit I'm not a gentleman, girl. You're tempting me like this. I can't help it Duan Hong then extended his hand. The woman shakes her body and whispers: "don't touch me. You're not here to save me. You're a villain. When I see my sister and tell her you bully me, she'll kill you!"“ WOW! So powerful, then I can't let you go. It's estimated that the fat man will take a few minutes. I'll rape you first Duan Hong scares women. The woman saw Duan Hong's nostrils and two big thief eyes. They didn't look like good people. She quickly said, "don't, don't, I won't let my sister kill you." Duan Hong's brain suddenly jumped: "this woman is not simple. She looks young. She kills people when she opens and closes her mouth. Who is she? Why are you tied up here? " At this time, the sound of Japanese speaking and the sound of approaching footsteps came from outside. Duan Hong immediately cleaned up the woman's clothes and put the piece of cloth into her mouth again. "Don't shout, if someone comes, it's over." The woman nodded. Duan Hong copied the Zilong Tibetan sword and pasted it on the door. Under the light, his special melancholy temperament stunned the girl. He held a machete with cold light in his hand, pursed his lips and a circle of green stubble. He looked like a depressed middle-aged uncle, a down-to-earth poet and a general fighting to death. Duan Hong put his hand on his crotch and scratched it gently. The woman immediately turned red and turned her eyes away. She also heard the sound of footsteps and looked at Duan Hong again. This time, she felt that there was something reflective on his neck. As soon as it lit up, the woman blinked and saw that it was a red HUBEN pendant. She was stunned because she also had one, but the style and color were slightly different. When she was arrested, she was surprised, I've got that bad guy picked up by the Japanese.