The prisoners were terrified.
Kawashima Jiro snorted and said disdainfully.
"Since ancient times, China has been known for its martial arts. It seems that it's all non-existent.”
"Now that there's a chance to live in front of us, they don't dare to take the risk. It's too disappointing.”
Kawashima Jiro shook his head regretfully.
"Me!"
At this moment.
A bald man with a Buddhist ring on his head, dressed as a monk, leaped out of the crowd.
This person was none other than Wei Dayong, who was captured by the Japanese.
Seeing that someone else had finally stepped forward, a hint of coldness flashed across Kawashima Jiro's eyes."Alright, there's already one person. We're still missing two.”
"No need, I alone am enough.”
Monk Wei said.
Kawashima Jiro frowned slightly and his expression was gloomy."Nani?"
The monk repeated," I said, I alone am enough. With your mediocre skills, Grandpa will let you know the power of the Chinese ancestors today."”
Hearing this, Kawashima Jiro sneered and waved his hand."Oda-kun."
"Ha Yi!"
Another Japanese soldier in a special combat uniform replied.
"You do it!"
Monk Wei glared at the translator." Translate it and let him come personally."”
"If you're a soldier, don't be a coward."
Tyrant said arrogantly.
The interpreter said resentfully.
Translate everything.
Kawashima Jiro's expression was a little ugly.
However, if he chose to retreat…
That would definitely become a joke.
He would not allow such a thing to happen.
"Baka, Chinese soldier, you will regret this.”
Kawashima Jiro threw his sword to his subordinate and looked at Monk Wei coldly.
He snorted coldly.
As they spoke.
His figure flashed like a ghost and he arrived in front of Monk Wei.
He raised his hand and punched directly at Monk Wei's vital point.
Fast, accurate, and ruthless.
His speed was much faster than the previous Japanese soldier.
Unfortunately, the monk came from Shaolin and was proficient in eighteen leg techniques and body techniques.
The other party's attack was like showing off in front of an expert.
Tyrant's eyes were sharp.
He grabbed the other party's right hand.
He raised his leg and hit the other party's knee.
Amidst the cracking sound.
The other party was kicked and broke.
He knelt on the ground.
"Ah!"
A shrill scream rang out.
Kawashima Jiro's face twisted in pain.
Monk Wei raised his leg again.
He kicked Kawashima Jiro in the chest.
Even though Kawashima Jiro reacted quickly.
He used his hands to cover his chest.
However, under that terrifying force.
He was still kicked away.
Before he could recover, the monk had already arrived in front of him and hit Kawashima's neck with his elbow.
Kawashima widened his eyes.
His body instantly lost its strength and he fell to the ground.
He was completely dead.
"Attack!"
Seeing that he had killed Kawashima Jiro, Monk Wei did not hesitate. He took the gun from Kawashima Jiro's body and shot the Japanese soldiers who were stunned on the spot.
"Pa pa pa…"
"Bang! Bang!"
On the training ground, the captives of the national army reacted immediately.
He rushed up and fought with the Japanese.
Immediately, gunshots rang out and the scene was in chaos.
"Baka, they killed Captain Kawashima. These prisoners of war, kill them all!”
"We can't let them escape."
The prisoner of war camp was in chaos, and the special forces patrolling around finally reacted.
He rushed over to the training ground.
"Ding! Check in point detected-Green Mountain Prison of War Camp. Check in?”
On the other side, Li Ge was wearing a black windbreaker.
Coincidentally, a gunshot rang out.
Li Ge's expression changed.
"Could it be Monk Wei? Forget it, let's sign in first."
He retracted his thoughts.
He immediately signed in.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in. You have received a special reward, the Eight Language Proficiency Skill Card. The skill is automatically fusing…"
The sign-in was successful.
The mechanical system sounded.
A surge of information surged into Li Ge's mind.
At that moment.
Li Ge was unaware.
He was already proficient in the languages of various countries.
"This…"
Sensing the power of the system, Li Ge did not take a deep breath.
Soon, they arrived at the city wall.
At this moment, the Japanese who were patrolling on the city wall.
Most of their attention was focused on the training ground.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Da da!
The dense gunfire rang out.
The battle was unusually intense.
The Japanese and the Chinese prisoners of war were both injured.
He took out the Flying Tiger Claw from his Xumi Ring and threw it out.
Li Ge's figure was like a ghost.
At an extremely fast speed.
His feet stepped on the city wall.
It was as if he was flying over roofs and walking over walls.
In the next moment, he leaped up the city wall.
"Baka…"
A Japanese soldier was holding a 3.8 rifle when he suddenly heard movement behind him.
He suddenly turned around.
Just then, he saw a black shadow " fly " up from the wall.
He suddenly woke up.
He roared.
The bayonet of the 38th rifle was about to stab Li Ge.
Whoosh!
Li Ge's expression was cold.
With a shake of his hand.
Under the Japanese's incredulous gaze.
A cold light flashed.
Blood splattered everywhere.
A Lancet Knife directly pierced his throat.
In the midst of fear and despair.
The ghost fell to the ground.
"You…"
The Japanese soldier fell to the ground and died.
His body twitched a few times before he completely lost his breath.
He would never have thought that he would die so easily this time.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a Japanese. Yan Shuangying's proficiency 5%"
[Fusion Character: Yan Shuangying (Proficiency: 15%)]
The mechanical voice of the system sounded.
A warm current flowed into Li Ge's body.
At that moment, Li Ge felt that he had become more familiar with Yan Shuangying's abilities, spear techniques, saber techniques, and lightness skills.
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