Special Forces Super Plunder
16 Sing a song

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"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 50,000 contribution points.”

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 100 contribution points.”

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 100 contribution points.”

At this moment, voices kept ringing in his mind.

Did he escape?

Yang Yifan finally heaved a sigh of relief. Only when Tang Xinyi successfully escaped would his rescue be considered a success and he would be able to obtain the 50,000 contribution points.

Tang Xinyi's escape meant that the information that the 12 Chinese intelligence agents had exchanged for with their lives had been delivered.

Yang Yifan was relieved.

As for the remaining 100 contribution points, they must have been brought by killing the devils. However, they were all small fries and were not worth much.

He looked around and saw that it was time for the Super Luck Plunder.

Whoosh!

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yifan felt pain and fatigue surge in like a tide. In this hour, he had experienced things he would never dare to imagine in his entire life. Killing the Koreans and the Japanese was too satisfying.

Wuwuwu!

There was already an alarm ringing outside. The fire must have attracted the stick.

Yang Yifan had no intention of escaping. The injury on his right hand was very serious. The large amount of blood he had lost and the continuous killing just now had almost exhausted his physical strength.

If these Japanese had attacked him just now, he probably wouldn't have had the strength to fight back.

After all, he had only stolen that guy's killing and fighting abilities, and his physique was still that of an ordinary person.

It was only by relying on his unyielding conviction and the blood flowing in his veins that he was able to persevere until now.

Thump!

His legs were a little weak, so he sat down. In order to intimidate the Japanese, he sat directly on the head of the Japanese expert.

Baka!

The Japanese expert cursed in his heart. He had never suffered such humiliation in his life. His head was actually used as a stool by a damn Chinese person.

Anger overwhelmed him. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.

"Fighting and killing isn't harmonious. Come, let's sing a children's song.”

Singing?

The few Japanese were on the verge of tears. They did not understand what Yang Yifan was trying to do, but looking at Yang Yifan sitting on the bloody corpse, they did not have the courage to resist.

"You can speak Chinese, right?"

"Hi."

"Hi."

These guys were all intelligence agents from the Japanese in East Asia. They naturally had to deal with intelligence from China, so they knew Chinese.

"That's good." Yang Yifan took out a cigarette with his left hand that was covered in blood. He lit one and took a puff before saying,"I'll sing a line, you guys sing a line. If anyone sings a wrong word, they'll lose a finger.”

Cripple a finger?

The few Japanese soldiers trembled and could not help but look at the Japanese expert's right hand. All five fingers had been crushed, leaving a bloody mess. Only a layer of blood was left on the ground. It was too terrifying.

"Chop down on the Japanese's heads with your broadswords!”

What was that?

The faces of the few Japanese were extremely pale. They didn't expect Yang Yifan to teach them this song. This song was clearly used to humiliate them. If they sang it, wouldn't they be scolding themselves?

"Hmm?"

Yang Yifan frowned, and his bloodshot eyes swept over the few Japanese.

"Sing, let's sing."

The few Japanese immediately began to sing listlessly.

"Chop down on the Japanese's heads with your broadswords!”

"Not bad, not bad." Yang Yifan flicked his cigarette ash." Patriotic compatriots of the country, the day of the War of Resistance has arrived.”

"My fellow countrymen, the day of the War of Resistance has arrived.”

The few Japanese people sounded like they were crying.

"In front of us are the soldiers of the workers and peasants, and behind us are the people of the whole country. We, the army and the people, unite and march forward bravely.”

The few Japanese could only follow Yang Yifan obediently and sing line by line.

"Charge, chop the devils 'heads with your broadswords.”

Yang Yifan glared at him." Haven't you eaten enough? Why are you making so little noise?”

"Hi."

Since they had already knelt and sung, the few Japanese went all out and started singing loudly.

。。。。

At the same time, outside, the Korean firefighters and special police officers were carefully surrounding them. All of them had cautious expressions on their faces.

A terrifying incident had just happened in the city. In order to capture a Chinese person, they had lost hundreds of people. Even the army had been mobilized, but they still could not capture that person. Now, the big shots above were on fire, and no one dared to provoke them.

The matter over there was not over yet, and there was a fire here. Moreover, there were suspected gunshots. How could they not be careful?

There was no situation, and the Koreans gradually advanced.

What was that sound?

The guy in front raised his hand, and the guys behind him all stopped. Then, they all perked up their ears and listened carefully.

"My fellow countrymen,

The day of the war had arrived, the day of the war had arrived!

In front of us are the Northeast volunteers.

Behind them were the citizens of the entire country.

Our Celestial army bravely advances and targets the enemy!

Destroy them, destroy them, charge!

The broadsword chopped down on the Japanese's heads-kill!”

It was singing!

It was a Chinese voice!

All of the Koreans were enraged. They hated China the most.

Moreover, those damn Chinese people actually sang such a song in their Korean territory and even used a big knife to slash the enemy. Wasn't this referring to them?

Arrogant!

Too f * cking arrogant!

The group of Koreans were so angry that their lungs were about to explode.

Charge in!

The burning Korean soldiers were like they had been injected with chicken blood. They immediately fell into a rage. They carried their guns and grabbed grenades as they rushed inside. They wanted to see how arrogant the Chinese were.

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