Not seeing Qingsheng

The leading Japanese, named Michidai Qingzhou, has a pair of extremely handsome eyes, with makeup on the upturned eye ends.Not like a military officer, but like a noble monk in a Japanese temple.

Seeing Du Yunqing looking at Xu Pingsheng, he took off his gloves and pinched Xu Pingsheng's chin to look carefully.

Only then did Du Yunqing see clearly that bloody face.

"Indeed...she is a delicate beauty, but we Japanese don't have a culture where men like men."

He spoke Japanese, and after Ye Hong translated it, the two sides quarreled.Du Yunqing's subordinates rushed towards Ye Hong and the others angrily because the chief was defiled, but in the end they hit the stone with a pebble.

The golden armour, which was under the wind and rain all over the city, was defeated after its protective heart scales were uncovered.

Du Yunqing's eyes were red and he wanted to tear him apart without saying a word, but Sanqian Qingzhou answered immediately: "Mr. Those who know current affairs are brilliant."

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Du Yunqing still kept his mouth shut, but the three thousand generations of Qingzhou seemed to have endless patience. He smelled the smell of burnt corpses, saw the phosphorus fire in the sky, and suddenly said with emotion: "When I was in Japan, I had studied Chinese culture. China has Splendid mountains and rivers, Mr. Ke has seen the cherry blossoms in Japan, and he will understand what I am doing today."

"But the cherry blossoms in my Nanjing are no worse than yours... What does your shitty cherry blossoms have anything to do with you killing people and massacring the city!"

"Since Mr. Du is unwilling to empathize with Qingzhou, then Qingzhou has to resort to some tough measures..."

After all, several soldiers surrounded Du Yunqing and broke one of Du Yunqing's legs.He was half paralyzed on the ground, raised his head and smiled at Sanqiandai Qingzhou, but refused to say a word of mercy.

Three thousand generations of Qingzhou guessed his tough bones, and breaking his leg was nothing more than breaking his old enemy when he was young.But this little blue eyes on him, but for no reason, was angered by his bloody smile.

He frowned, and said a few words in Japanese that Du Yunqing could not understand.A soldier stomped Xu Pingsheng's face hard under his feet and slapped it in the muddy snow.Xu Pingsheng was still in a coma, without any expression of pain.

Du Yunqing frantically broke free from the shackles of the people around him, but his hands were tied backwards, so he could only use his whole body to knock the soldier away.

"Mr. Du, don't worry, we gave him anesthesia, and he will wake up in half a day. No matter what he does during this period, he will not feel the slightest pain." Michiyo Qingzhou paused, and said with a smile: "Of course, Mr. Du will be distressed. How much he will suffer is up to Mr. Du."

Du Yunqing bit Xu Pingsheng's robe with difficulty, and leaned him against a soft place on his body.

Xu Pingsheng was the bone of a beauty soaked in Shen Ke's old years, and what he came into contact with when he landed was the playbook of a thousand gold drama with a lamp on while he was drunk, and the words "family and country" were born in his bone marrow.

So, how could he, Du Yunqing, be willing to go against the "hero".

In my heart, dying for the country and the people is the best destination for a soldier in troubled times.But he always wants to protect the people around him, and let them have a little prayer for "He Qing Haiyan".

Michidai Qingzhou brought them back to the Japanese barracks, and did not make any gesture of guarding the prisoners, but there were still a few soldiers guarding the surroundings with guns in hand.

Michiyo also called a military doctor to set Du Yunqing's bone, but he was still gritted his teeth with sweat dripping down his face, and asked the military doctor to see Xu Pingsheng first.

After staying in the middle of the night, the newly connected leg was caught in the cold wind. The piercing pain made him clear his mind, but his heart was very confused.The electric lamps in the tent glowed with a dim yellow light, like the sun with a sickness.

After all, it is not like the prosperous world.