I, A Soldier in the Field, A Ghost in the Smoke!

Originally, these three little girls still had beds for them to rest, but they just wanted to rest with Chen Yan, so they would not listen to any advice.

In the middle of the night, Chen Yan seemed to hear a strange sound while sleeping, and his eyes opened suddenly.

Rustling...

He frowned, crept up and walked quietly towards the place where the strange sound was coming from.

Chapter 128 Digging and Explosives

Quietly leaving the sewer, the sky at this time has begun to have a little white snow drifting down, like a white elf that cannot be seen clearly falls to the ground.

Chen Yan knows more about snow. In wartime, every snow may become an opportunity for a small-scale battle. Although it brings coldness, it also brings cover from nature.

Chen Yan patted the dust on his body.There were still a few dried straws hanging on it. Under the cover of the surrounding ruins, he came to directly above the sewer residential area.

Through the dark night, Chen Yan saw seven or eight figures. Some of them were watching their surroundings nervously, some were squatting on the ground as if they were pretending to be something, and some were digging holes on the ground.

[What are they doing?

Chen Yan slowly approached the group of dark shadows in doubt, and only then could he see the faces of these people clearly.

There are 8 people in this group. One of them is a woman, and the other seven are men. From the outside, they are all around 30 years old.

And the things in their hands...

Chen Yan suddenly opened his eyes, can he admit his mistake with this thing?Isn't this just a pile of explosives?

"Damn it!"

"who is it?!"

"The mourner who sent you and your horse to be buried!"

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the man who was wiring to the ground recently raised his head, but he still didn't see anything clearly, his head exploded into a cloud of blood like a watermelon, and the thick red and white liquid fell on the ground. , Making a squeaky sound.

"Yeah!!!!!!!!!"

On the other side, the woman who saw the bloody scene covered her mouth and couldn't help but screamed, and the explosive in her hand fell to the ground.

The rest of the people were also relieved in this sudden accident, but because of a headless corpse lying on the ground, everyone was a little panicked.

"Don't be afraid! He has only one person. He killed Brother Ying and killed him together!"

The first thing that came out was a fat man with a purple checkered scarf around his neck. He picked up a hammer on the ground with a sullen face and ran towards Chen Yan.

"You fellow, we have no grievances and no grudges, why do you want to kill our people!"

He roared while sprinting, as if Chen Yan was a murderer with heinous crimes.

"Heh..." Chen Yan spit on the ground disdainfully, and one side avoided the fat man's impact, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the fat man's wrist with the hammer from behind, and said: "Then what are you doing?"

He lifted his leg and hit the fat man's abdomen with one knee. As the lower abdomen was hit, the two eyes of the fat man almost came out, and a mouthful of sour water came out of his mouth, and Chen Yan didn't say much. A flick directly hit the fat man's spine, only to hear a'click', and the fat man slumped to the ground feebly, his whole body twitching constantly.

His crotch began to be soaked, and a stench spread to Chen Yan's nostrils. He rejected the hammer in his hand and walked towards the remaining people.

"I ask you, what are you doing?!"

Chen Yan's face was stern, and his eyes were as sharp as knives. He scanned the rest of the people in a circle. They were obviously frightened by Chen Yan's continuous movement.

"Bear...Brother Bear...what shall we do now?"

One of the youngest-looking men stammered to another man in a cotton cap behind him.

"What should I do?" The man wearing a cotton hat slapped the questioning man away, put his hands in his pockets, and said calmly to Chen Yan: "Brother, it's convenient, brother has some money here. Anyway, we didn’t hinder you from anything. You took the money and left. Nothing happened to us. We did our thing, and you went your way? How?"

"I'll ask again, what do you want to bury explosives here?!" Chen Yan frowned, looking a little impatient.

"Oh! Oh, my brothers are clearing hidden dangers for the citizens of Tokyo."

"What are the hidden dangers?"

"Here, this is our intelligence lady, our great hero, thanks to her finding the group of garbage living in the sewer in the name of relief a few days ago, no, there is already a fight with the gastrointestinal animals outside. If we suddenly have garbage inside us and turn into gastroenterologists, wouldn’t the safety of the citizens be very insecure? So, we thought of this way to clean up the hidden dangers that might endanger the citizens."

Chen Yan smiled, clenching his fists unnaturally.

"Oh... is it? So did this lady give them money?"

"Oh, don't mention this." The man wearing a cotton cap saw Chen Yan's tone slow down, and he was relieved. He didn't want to fight with such a person. The ghost knew whether he could attack him even if he had that stuff. Killing him before coming over, he was a life-saving person: "Just give a catty of rice to the old man who keeps that trash, and we got this address. It's a pity to waste a catty of rice."

Seeing the two chatting, the others were also relieved. It seems that the guy who killed them was not the one with the rubbish group.At the same time, they also cursed bad luck in their hearts. They encountered such a thing in a small action, and died of two companions, which is simply a big loss.

Chen Yan squeezed his eye sockets and asked, "You plan to kill that old man? He is an ordinary person."

"Huh, to be able to mix with that group of garbage, you must know that there is a saying called'the one near Zhu is red and the next is black'. He must be as dirty as the group of mice. Killing is also for the people."

"That is really a good one for the people. On behalf of the citizens of Tokyo, thank you all?"

"No thanks, no thanks. Brother, you can leave with the money. We will blow up this place later and invite you to drink at night."

The man in the cotton cap was full of smiles, but he thought to himself: "Please drink? How could Lao Tzu's wine be so good? When you take the money to relax your vigilance, Lao Tzu will kill you first!"

Chen Yan walked towards the man, and at the same time put away the magic stick that was still dripping blood in his hand. He quietly glanced at the left hand of the man in the cotton cap and the shape of his pocket, and snorted coldly: "If you are so sincere, There is no need to hold a gun at me."

call--

Chen Yan bowed to his feet, and disappeared in front of the cotton-hat man. Upon seeing this, the cotton-hat man was shocked:

"Kill him kill him!!!"

At this time, he stopped pretending, and took out the pistol that was hidden in his pocket just now, but soon he saw his surrounding companions covering their mouths and looking at him. He was about to speak angrily, but unexpectedly discovered that he didn't. Way to speak.

Eh……?I'm flying?

Gululu--

Chen Yan kicked his head on the ground with his right hand, holding the headless corpse beside him with no head but still standing, and took down the pistol in his hand.

"This thing is really insulting it for you to use it. If you don't even open the insurance, you will use a fart pistol."

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Nine Now, I must go out and have a look

When a city is the most chaotic, it will also be when the city has the most contraband. Now Chen Yan can easily seize a pistol from an ordinary person, which verifies the reliability of this conclusion.

The Tokyo area has implemented a gun ban policy since the Second Kanto War. It is impossible for ordinary people to easily obtain permission to hold a gun, and this gun...

Chen Yan briefly checked the gun body, opened the insurance and aimed at one of the men not far away.