Chapter 837

Just as Dong Wenfeng had just entered the dark room, he heard the Japanese guards outside break into the room outside the door. Dong Wenfeng's angry eyes lit up. I thought to myself, it's just in time. I can solve it one by one while it's good.

"Where are the people?" a Japanese guard outside the door spoke in a tone of an officer talking to a corporal.

Dong Wenfeng didn't hear these Japanese guards. He thought to himself that these Japanese devils were really stupid. There is clearly a secret door. They still ask me where I am. Can I fly out of thin air.

"Group leader Zhu Sheng, did Dong Wenfeng enter the secret room?"

One of the guards woke up the dreamer. The secret room was a special place for Murong. They didn't know it. But the secret room is made of molten gold. It can't be opened without a special key. How can Dong Wenfeng, a smelly boy, open it.

The guard named leader Zhu Sheng still had to gather around the secret room. At the moment, Dong Wenfeng was clearly shot. He could not hide like a wing.

Dong Wenfeng behind the door has already taken all measures.

If they really dare to come in, they will have to blame themselves. Dong Wenfeng has already done a lot of killing.

Dong Wenfeng followed the shadow on the tip of the knife and saw a fat Japanese warrior coming in trembling. He was obviously afraid. The darkness inside was full of complexity. He might not know whether the seeds on his head were still on him at the next moment. But Zhu shengchangyuan's words have to be listened to. Maybe he will die for the Dahe nation.

Sure enough, the warrior didn't take a step, but a drop of blood fell from his hand, which was from himself.

But he didn't feel at all. If he shed blood, he would feel pain, but he didn't feel a trace of pain.

Because only dead people have no consciousness. Dong Wenfeng's knife technique is very clever. He can cut down with one knife and make you die without any consciousness.

Perhaps this is the uniqueness of Dong Wenfeng, and perhaps it is also a little kindness of his great compassion. It's much more noble than those means of torture.

Zhu shengchangyuan shook. Unexpectedly, before he saw Dong Wenfeng's figure, one of his men had fallen silently in front of him. Perhaps the slaughtering knife would be inserted into his chest soon.

Zhu shengchangyuan still had some tricks. He felt that his men had witnessed the power of Dong Wenfeng and had become slowly afraid and flustered. This is not a good thing for Zhu Shengchang. If Dong Wenfeng really kills, I believe he is the first to die. If these Japanese warriors rush up, maybe they still have a chance to win.

Zhu shengchangyuan pulled out a short man hiding in the back. Hum, the more you are afraid, the more I let you go. The shame of Japanese samurai like you should not live too long!

The long knife in the short Japanese warrior's hand had just stretched in, and the blade had been cut in half. No one saw how Dong Wenfeng cut it.

There is such a powerful Kung Fu in the world that it breaks the blade in two in an instant, and it is still invisible.

Is Dong Wenfeng a God and a man?

Zhu shengchangyuan was very angry. Eh, what is this smelly boy doing in front of the door? Why don't you go in?

Zhu shengchangyuan was angry when he looked at the short warrior whose blade was broken. Later, he saw that the short man didn't fall down immediately. Did Dong Wenfeng spare him? Or Dong Wenfeng has made some mistakes. It seems that he must have been shot in his arm. At the moment, he must be in pain and faint.

He motioned to his other men to push the short warrior just now. Unexpectedly, the short warrior was as firm as a rock, as difficult as moving a mountain.

Zhu shengchangyuan also felt a little strange. He carefully came to the short warrior and saw him motionless. Zhu shengchangyuan pinched the short man's mouth and saw a pool of blood flowing down from his mouth. At the moment, it has all flowed into Zhu shengchangyuan's hands.

Zhu shengchangyuan was shocked. Before he could react, he saw a strong wind sucking him into the dark room.

Dong Wenfeng's blade has been put on his neck. If Dong Wenfeng gets another centimeter, Zhu shengchangyuan's head will have fallen to the ground. Zhu Shengchang was afraid to move recklessly for fear that Dong Wenfeng would cut a hole in his body without a long eye.

"Mr. Dong, spare your life!" Zhu shengchangyuan pleaded bitterly, shaking like chaff.

"If you move again, my knife won't have eyes!"

In order to deliberately intimidate him, Dong Wenfeng drew the dagger closer to Zhu shengchangyuan's neck. Perhaps he had cut a fine mark.

Suddenly, a fishy smell of urine came to my nose. Unexpectedly, Zhu shengchangyuan, a man in his fifties who had experienced great storms, was scared to pee by Dong Wenfeng's threats.

But the most sad thing is Dong Wenfeng and Murong. Murong may still be in a coma and doesn't matter, but being fooled by Zhu shengchangyuan is simply tarnishing Murong's makeup. Dong Wenfeng has always been fastidious. Unexpectedly, a big man in front of him was scared to pee in front of him. It seems that he knew so. Dong Wenfeng doesn't have to joke about it.

At the other end of Dong Wenfeng, Lvmao, Taoist priest Baimei and Xiaomeng came to the cabinet in the corridor of the winery. At this time, a figure flashed out in a trance.

It turned out that he was not someone else, but a fat man with a body of more than 200 kilograms, that is, Ronghua Tanaka. In the fat on his face, he had a pair of small eyes, like dough inlaid with two small coal balls by naughty children. He has a short, thick nose with nostrils slightly raised, which is a little provocative and naughty.

Tanaka ronghua's biggest feature is his ears. Those two strange wind ears can be used to cover his eyes in case of wind and sand.

His body looked very strong, and his small arms were as fat as floating logs. And a pair of short fat thighs, wearing fat pants, like two upright round pillows.

Green hair can't help laughing when he sees such a person as fat. This person is ugly, but he has an uncontrollable self-confidence.

It seems that Tanaka ronghua is ready to teach Dong Wenfeng a lesson. Unexpectedly, he finds it very difficult to walk by himself.

The white eyebrow Taoist priest was not so optimistic as green hair. Instead, he felt that Tanaka ronghua was the most difficult master.

Maybe it's not just his huge background, but also his secret