Lao Mo dragged his exhausted body and kept moving his footsteps towards the south with difficulty. The wound on his body felt as if he was torn, but his footsteps never stopped.

However, at this moment, three black shadows suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked his way.

In the center was a Japanese officer. He pointed his pistol at Lao Mo with a grim smile on his face. The two Japanese soldiers stood on both sides and stared at Lao Mo with a playful look on their faces.

They found Lao Mo for some reason, and then took a shortcut to Lao Mo to ambush. At this time, the traitor succeeded, and both the Japanese officers and the Japanese soldiers were very proud.

"Look at who this is?"

The Japanese officer sarcastically said in a rude Chinese: "Isn't this the great anti-Japanese hero who just attacked us? Why is he now looking like a dead end?"

He walked forward and gently lifted Lao Mo's chin with the barrel, forcing him to look up at him.

A trace of anger flashed in Lao Mo's eyes, but he had no strength to resist. If that look could kill people, then the Japanese would probably have died thousands of times at this time.

The Japanese officer continued to mock, "Tsk tsk, look at this face, how angry and helpless you are? Haven't you been very powerful all the time? Why can't you even stand firm now? Hahaha!"

The Japanese officers laughed wildly, and the two Japanese soldiers laughed. They seemed to enjoy this feeling of humiliating the enemy. They had gradually distorted their hearts during years of battle and turned into complete demons.

Suddenly, the Japanese laughter stopped laughing, and he changed his face quickly like a dog.

Then he stared at Lao Mo with a vicious look on his face: "I heard you are very good at fighting, right? But now it seems that you are just like that. Come on, come over and fight me! If you win, I will submit to you, hahaha!"

He pointed at Lao Mo with a gun, and a playful and cruel smile appeared on his face.

Lao Mo gritted his teeth and tried to lift the dagger in his hand to penetrate the other party.

But he seemed to have no strength at all, and his body was as heavy as if he had been filled with lead.

The physical injuries made him unable to assassinate the Japanese in front of him. He could only stare at the Japanese officer fiercely, his eyes full of anger and reluctance.

Seeing this, the Japanese officer became even more proud. He even put away his gun, then pushed Lao Mo, who was unstable, and then burst out laughing and said contemptuously: "What? You can't stand firmly? You are such a waste. People like you are not worthy of duel with me at all, so let me send you on your way!"

After saying that, the Japanese officer pulled out the pistol from his waist again, turned on the insurance and pointed it at Lao Mo's forehead, preparing to end the "game".

However, at this critical moment, a cold light broke through the night sky. It was a sword light, as fast as lightning, and it could not be seen as sharp. The head of the Japanese officer flew up instantly, and blood was pouring out.

Lao Mo raised his head in surprise and saw behind the flying head, a cold and handsome face with expressionless face on Dragon Boat Festival was revealed. In his hand, he was holding a sharp black blade, and the blood of the Japanese officer remained on the blade.

At the same time, the heads of the other two Japanese soldiers flew up almost at the same time, and blood mist filled the air.

It turned out that before the Japanese soldiers were killed on Dragon Boat Festival, the heads of the two Japanese soldiers had already moved.

But the sword technique of Dragon Boat Festival is too fast, so at this time it gives people an illusion, the shocking scene of three human heads flying at the same time.

Old Mo widened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. In the blood mist, the figure of Dragon Boat Festival seemed so tall.

At this moment, in Lao Mo's eyes, Dragon Boat Festival is like a giant.

Of course, this visual effect was caused entirely because he was sitting on the ground at this time.

But this did not affect his worship of Dragon Boat Festival.

Of course, he didn't know the name of Dragon Boat Festival. He only knew that the young man named Ye Xiuwen in front of him was the disciple of Dizang, the number one killer in the world. And it was very likely that he was the only disciple, otherwise the pair of black blades would be unexplained.

If it weren't for the successor of the robe and mantle, how could the famous weapon you carried with you easily give it to others?

"Can you still move?"

At this moment, Dragon Boat Festival reached out his hand in front of Lao Mo.

Old Mo was stunned for a while and hurriedly said, "Can move!"

But just as Lao Mo was about to get up, he fell back.

He had no strength, and it was already a miracle that he could get here.

But thanks to him coming here, otherwise the Dragon Boat Festival would not have heard the gunshots and encountered Mrs. Zhang and others, I'm afraid I wouldn't have found Lao Mo.

Seeing this, Dragon Boat Festival didn't say much. He grabbed Lao Mo's arm with one hand and grabbed Lao Mo's belt with the other and fought him up.

"Well!"

Lao Mo naturally felt uncomfortable in this position, but there was nothing he could do. Lao Mo couldn't move now, so he could only be carried away by Dragon Boat Festival.

Fortunately, no other Japanese were chasing him at this time.

Some of them were killed by Lao Mo, while the other part was still looking for Lao Mo in the forest.

Lao Mo posed a great threat to the Japanese. At least thirty Japanese in the forest were killed by Lao Mo alone.

He is worthy of being a real killer. Under the cover of night, the Japanese could hardly catch his shadow.

If it weren't for the large number of Japanese soldiers, I'm afraid Lao Mo wouldn't have been so seriously injured at this time.

Back to the meeting point before the Dragon Boat Festival, Tang Jiujiu, Arou, Lao Wang, Mrs. Zhang and others were waiting here.

Mrs. Zhang was a little worried about Boss Zhang. She wanted to ask Dragon Boat Festival to pick her up again, but she couldn't speak up. After all, it was already a huge favor for someone to save them, so how could she force her to save them?

However, at this moment, the Dragon Boat Festival asked Mrs. Zhang, "Where has Boss Zhang been?"

Mrs. Zhang shook her head frequently because she didn't know where Boss Zhang went. Boss Zhang just asked them to wait for him in a fishing village southwest of Lushunkou, but she didn't know anything else.

Dragon Boat Festival looked at Lao Wang again, but Lao Wang didn't know.

At this time, a subordinate of Boss Zhang said, "Only the second master knows the whereabouts of Boss Zhang."

At this time, the second master mentioned by this subordinate is Er Zhangzi.

Boss Zhang and Mrs. Zhang called Erzhangzi directly, but they didn't dare to call him that, and they all called Erzhangzi Erzhangzi.

Dragon Boat Festival asked back, "Why are Erzhangzi and Boss Zhang together?"

The subordinate thought for a while and nodded, "It should be together."

Dragon Boat Festival sighed and said, "Then let's leave first, this is not a place to stay for a long time."

The Dragon Boat Festival knew that they would sooner or later be noticed by the Japanese when they used the ID card of the fake Zhongcun to escape from the city. In addition, Mrs. Zhang and others also escaped along the coastline, so the Japanese would definitely pursue them along this road.

So the most urgent thing is that he must take his people away. If he fights the Japanese head-on, Dragon Boat Festival and Tang Jiujiu and Arou can escape unstoppably, but others can't say it.

There are wounded people and female relatives here. They are not Tang Jiujiu, and walking in the woods is extremely slow, otherwise Lao Mo would not have suffered such severe injuries.

"Son-in-law, there is a light of a car in the direction of Dalian City."
Chapter completed!