Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

"Hey, hey, wake up, the devils are coming."

In a trance, Rosen felt someone approaching and suddenly opened his eyes.

This actually scared the kind-hearted person who wanted to wake him up. He didn't even dare to say a word to him and shrank back into the crowd.

Rosen glanced at the shabby, cramped house he was in, and the Kuomintang soldiers around him who looked as dejected as eggplants hit by frost, and immediately guessed that he was in a prisoner-of-war camp.

According to the original plot, the Japanese Yamamoto special operations team would use these prisoners of war to practice hand-to-hand killing. They thought it would be an easy task to defeat them, and they were all arrogant and domineering.

What they didn't expect was that among the prisoners of war there was Wei Dayong, who had learned martial arts in Shaolin Temple. So after a hand-to-hand fight, Wei Dayong not only killed a Japanese officer, but also took the gun and escaped with the prisoners.

When he thought of Wei Dayong, Rosen looked at the people around him again, and sure enough, he saw a burly man sitting cross-legged and facing the wall in the corner.

Even without asking, Rosen could conclude that he was most likely Wei Dayong.

Bang.

The door flew open.

Then the shouts of the Japanese soldiers were heard outside.

There was some half-baked Chinese mixed with some Japanese, which made it difficult to understand.

But Rosen heard it clearly. Apart from asking them to get out, there was not a single good word said.

Rosen pretended not to hear it. After all, they were a group of dying animals. There was no need to be angry with them now.

They will take good care of themselves later!

When Rosen walked out, the sturdy man who was sitting cross-legged facing the wall also stood up.

Rosen recognized him at a glance and he was indeed Wei Dayong, the most unforgettable character in "Bright Sword".

However, Rosen was not in a hurry to make friends with him. He just followed the crowd and walked out. Before leaving, he reached out and grabbed the brick wall. With a click, a large piece of blue brick came off, leaving five deep fingerprints.

Wei Dayong was walking behind Rosen. Seeing this, his eyes couldn't help but focus and he thought to himself: What a master!

If it weren't the wrong place, I would definitely go up and make some friends and exchange ideas.

Making friends through martial arts is that simple and direct!

The crowd was driven by armed Japanese soldiers to a training ground.

There were high walls and artillery towers all around. Many Japanese soldiers were looking down from above with Type 38 rifles or holding Type 99 rifles to monitor the prisoners of war. The defense was as tight as that of Qiuzhuang at that time.

As Rosen walked, he glanced around, thinking in his mind how he could wipe out all these devils in one fell swoop.

"Chinese prisoners of war, the Imperial Army is giving you a chance to survive. You can form a group of three, holding short knives, and attack an unarmed Japanese soldier at the same time."

The Japanese officer said arrogantly: "If you kill him, you can release him immediately. It depends on whether you soldiers have the courage to do so and whether anyone dares to stand up."

"I."

Before the Japanese officer finished speaking, Rosen stepped out, looked at it and said, "I don't need a knife, lest you cheat after losing. I also don't need help from others, one person is enough."

"Good, you have courage." The Japanese officer clapped his hands and said, "Watanabe, you go."

"Hay."

A Japanese special forces soldier came out, struck a fighting stance, then hooked his finger at Rosen with an arrogant look on his face.

"Don't worry." Rosen looked at the Japanese officer again and said, "One is too few. I want to fight a hundred of them."

"Arrogant!" The Japanese officer's face darkened and he shouted angrily: "What do you think the Imperial Japanese Army is?!"

"They are like tofu dregs that will fall apart after a fight." Rosen glanced at the Japanese soldiers around him and said, "What? You don't dare to fight? It seems that your fighting ability and courage are not that good!"

When saying this, Rosen activated his skill of eloquence, and his words were absolutely like knives, just like stabbing the lungs of the Japanese soldiers present, making them furious at the time.

"I come."

"Baga, this guy is too arrogant, I'm going to kill him!"

"Let me tear this Chinese-Na-captive into pieces."

……

With a whoosh, more than ten people stood up.

"What are you doing?! Are you trying to cheat?" Seeing that there were many people on the opposite side, Wei Dayong shouted and stood up.

Under the excitement of the crowd, the other prisoners of war also took a step forward.

boom.

The crisp sound echoed all around, calming everyone down.

"You can't afford to play anymore?" Rosen looked at the Japanese officer and said with a sarcastic smile: "Are you afraid?"

"Of course not." How could the Japanese officer admit defeat at this time? He shouted: "Since you want to die, I will grant your wish, you, you..."

"No need to go through so much trouble." Rosen hooked his finger at the thirteen special forces soldiers who had just stepped out and said, "You all can come together."

"Kill him." the Japanese officer ordered.

"Ah!" With shouts, the thirteen Japanese special forces soldiers rushed forward and rushed towards Rosen.

Bang.

Rosen took a step forward, as fast and fierce as a tiger descending from the mountain.

In an instant, he arrived in front of the Japanese soldier and punched him in the chest.

Click.

The devil's chest collapsed on the spot, and blood spurted out of his mouth as he flew backwards.

"You killed a Japanese special forces soldier, merit value +20."

Rosen was very disappointed. The value of the Japanese was really depreciating too much.

Ordinary devils are worth single digits, and these so-called elite ones are only 20 points. If this continues for a long time, it will be more cost than income!

Bang bang bang.

With three muffled thuds, the Japanese corpse directly knocked away the three Japanese special forces soldiers following behind it.

The powerful impact knocked them to the ground, and they rolled four or five times on the ground like a rolling gourd before stopping. However, they were no longer able to get up.

Because their waists and legs were all broken by the collision just now.

The severity of the injury was even more terrible than being hit directly by a mad bull.

This sudden and sudden scene shocked everyone present.

The Kuomintang prisoners of war were surprised and excited.

The Japanese soldiers were shocked and angry. Some of them clenched their guns on the spot, but they were afraid that there were many Japanese special forces soldiers around Rosen, so they did not dare to shoot at him.

At this time, Rosen's attack did not stop.

He slid forward and crashed into the group of Japanese soldiers, knocking one of them away with a bang.

Judging from the blood spurting from its mouth, I was afraid it was dead before it fell to the ground.

"Kill him!" The Japanese special forces roared loudly and punched Rosen.

Seeing several fists coming at him, Rosen did not dodge or evade, but stepped forward and punched.

His agility at this time was as high as 82 points, which was eight or nine times higher than that of ordinary people. Even without using any skills, he could still easily crush these Japanese special forces soldiers.