"Across the mountains, corpses are everywhere; across the ocean, corpses float on the sea; die for the emperor, and treat death as if they are home..." A group of fanatical beasts in the Japanese Officers Club howled in unison.

Wu Ming, disguised as a reporter from Tokyo Hiri Shimbun, and Zheng Pingru, dressed in a garment, also got in smoothly, holding a camera and a small notebook.

Wu Ming put down the camera, picked up a bottle of wine that had just been opened from the table next to him, and quietly stood behind Zheng Pingru while the person was unprepared. He picked out a few paper bags from Zheng Pingru's thick belt, put them into his pocket, and quickly tore open one, poured the medicine into the bottle, shook it hard for a few times, and then gently placed the wine on the table.

For the sake of safety, Wu Ming did not disguise himself as a Japanese officer. He was afraid that he would be inside because he was not familiar with the people and showed any flaws in the conversation, such as the number of troops, commanders, military ranks, etc., when they met the same troops, they would be troublesome when they answered. However, if they chose a local newspaper in Japan, no one would pay too much attention, and they could also reduce their conversations with Japanese officers because of their identity and profession. The disadvantage of this is that they cannot bring weapons openly, but for Wu Ming, they are not very worried. In his eyes, the guns and knives on the Japanese are just a simple task. Of course, it is necessary to have a little time.

After singing the song, the Japanese officers laughed and returned to their seats. They were drinking and chatting, which was very lively. Wu Ming nodded to Zheng Pingru, and the two of them walked around as if nothing had happened.

"Mr. Ino. After two years of separation, you are rising step by step, and you are so proud!" The conversation between the two Japanese officers suddenly attracted Wu Ming's attention.

"Senior Du Chuan, since I captured Nanjing, I have worked diligently and fought to the death to get the rank of Zhongshao." Ino smiled bitterly and shook his head, "If you hadn't been transferred to the garrison force because of your injury, your achievements would have been far above me!"

"A hero will not mention the courage back then. I am very happy that Ino Jun can achieve such a success." Du Chuan took a sip of wine with emotion, "When I captured Nanjing, I lost to you in the killing game."

"It's just a tie." Ino said modestly.

Wu Ming frowned slightly, gave Zheng Pingru a wink, and walked over.

"I'm sorry for you. I'm Taro Kono, a reporter from Tokyo Hiri Shimbun. I want to interview you. I don't know if it's convenient or not." Wu Ming bowed slightly and said to the two Japanese officers.

"From Tokyo?" Du Chuan and Ino looked at each other, then looked at Zheng Pingru who was following Wu Ming, smiled and nodded, and reached out to signal the two of them to sit down.

"I wonder what Mr. Kono wants to interview?" Du Chuan asked with a smile: "I always feel very close to people who come from my hometown when I see them.

"Yes!" Ino echoed: "I'm fighting all day long, just chat. If I go to the newspaper, my family will be very happy and relieved when they see it!"

Wu Ming pretended to take pictures of the two guys and sat down, "Today is the anniversary of occupying Nanjing. Why not just talk about the capture of Nanjing. I just heard the two of you talking about this."

When Du Chuan saw Zheng Pingru open his notebook and prepare for recording, he couldn't help but frown slightly and said, "Some things are not easy to report."

"It's okay." Wu Ming smiled and comforted: "Just just chat casually, we will delete it later. Otherwise, the News Administration would not allow it!"

"Then let's talk!" Ino was very casual. "Mr. Kono made sense. The newspaper would not agree to things that exceeded the authority of the reporter."

Du Chuan nodded in agreement, and then supplemented with Ino, talking about the front and back of the capture of Nanjing.

"…………………Ino and I made a promise to kill a hundred people. After Jurong, Irono finally cut one more than me." Du Chuan said with a smile without caring.

"Senior Du Chuan was modest, killing 105 people and 106 people. In terms of time, it was impossible to determine who arrived at the 100 people first, so it was a draw. At that time, Captain Yoshiki of Tanaka Army chopped more than 300 people with a sword!" Ino concealed his pride in his heart and said in a very calm tone.

Zheng Pingru's face turned pale. In the eyes of others, it was just that a woman's psychological endurance was relatively weak.

Wu Ming's face remained unchanged and asked with a smile: "I wonder if this Tanaka Junji Warrior is here today?"

"There is a scar on his face over there. Now he is a colonel..." Ino pointed and said enviously.

"Thank you both." Wu Ming raised his body and said politely: "Your story has added a lot of material to me in this interview in China."

"Start the action!" Zheng Pingru said to Wu Ming gently: "I don't want to stay here for a moment."

Wu Ming nodded, walked to the wine cabinet, ordered two bottles of wine, and walked to a slightly secluded corner with Zheng Pingru. Under Zheng Pingru's cover, he mixed the poison into the wine.

"Let's go!" Wu Ming handed the wine to Zheng Pingru and patted her shoulder encouragingly, "Don't be nervous, we should toast them on such a good day. Take another drink, don't drink it yourself!"

Zheng Pingru nodded firmly and started to act separately with Wu Ming. The two of them walked through the Japanese with a bottle of wine in one hand and a glass of wine in the other, complimenting and tribute to the murderers and murderers.

At this time, the club door was opened, and an old Japanese man walked in, followed by a group of Japanese female geniuses. It seemed that he was the owner of a brothel to add entertainment to this event.

The atmosphere of the club immediately became lively. The Japanese officer who was already a little excited about drinking immediately forgot his appearance and walked up to hug these women with a lewd smile.

Wu Ming put the empty wine bottle on the table, looked at his watch, and looked up among the crowd looking for Zheng Pingru.

Zheng Pingru had already poured all the wine and turned around and walked through Rencong to meet Wu Ming.

"Come here to accompany me." A half-drunk guy suddenly shook over and mistakenly regarded her as a female trick, and reached out to hug her.

Zheng Pingru hid to the side, said coldly, "Your Excellency, you are wrong. I am a reporter, not a female lie."

"What?" I don't know if this guy didn't hear it clearly or did this on purpose, stared at him and pounced on him again.

"Bang!" With a crisp slap, Zheng Pingru pushed away the dirty hands and gave them hard.

"Baga!" The guy took two steps back, shook his head, raised his hand and was about to hit him, but his hand stopped in the air but could not fall.

"Your Excellency, please pay attention to your appearance." Wu Ming grabbed his wrist in time and pulled Zheng Pingru behind him with one hand, "Please see clearly. This lady is my colleague and a reporter."

"So what?" The guy stared at him and broke free from Wu Ming. "We are warriors in the empire, and we are desperately bleeding and loyal to His Majesty the Emperor. Shouldn't she reward us?"

Wu Ming sneered, "Will you not be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor without a woman? Can I understand what you mean in this way?"

Du Chuan quickly came over, pulled the half-drunk Japanese officer aside, and said to Wu Ming: "Mr. Kono, he is drunk, please don't mind. It is the responsibility of everyone in our Yamato nation to be loyal to His Majesty. How can we give other conditions?"

Wu Ming smiled and nodded, "Of course you can't take the drunken words seriously. Please rest assured by Your Excellency Du Chuan. We are very satisfied with your interview. You have let us see a real warrior of the Earth Empire. Now we should go back."

Du Chuan was very proud, and after a few words of modesty, he sent Wu Ming and Zheng Pingru to the door.

"It's quite successful!" Wu Ming raised his head, looked at the blue sky and the sun, and breathed a long sigh.

"At least eight." Zheng Pingru nodded, "I just don't know if you are good at using poison. Can you poison a beast after drinking a cup?"

"Haha, I dare not boast about anything else, I am sure of killing people." Wu Ming chuckled, "None of the others have seen this medicine. Now it is my exclusive secret recipe. It is really a must-have item for home travel and killing people to silence them!"

"Chronic poisons always make people feel unsure." Zheng Pingru frowned, "I really didn't feel satisfied when I saw these beasts fall to death on the spot."

"This means that my level has improved again." Wu Ming said proudly: "Killing people silently is safe and reliable."

"Hey, by the way, why do you say that now is your exclusive secret recipe? Didn't it before?" Zheng Pingru didn't react slowly and caught a small problem in Wu Ming's words.

"This?" Wu Ming was stunned for a moment and blinked his eyes. "To be honest, this thing was developed by many people, but now I only know it."

"I don't understand." Zheng Pingru shook her head.

"Forget it if you don't understand." Wu Ming smiled, "Just listen to the good news. If you don't die ten or twenty, I'll marry you."
Chapter completed!