"brush!"

The next moment, Xia Ming suddenly felt his hair standing up in an instant, and an indescribable danger instantly spread throughout his body, which changed Xia Ming's face.

"not good!"

Xia Ming hurriedly used his Long Xiao, and with a backhand sword, collided with the cold light of the sword.

A sudden sword even Xia Ming came out in a hurry.

"bite……"

The next moment, a crisp sound suddenly rang out.

"Huh..." What caught my eye was a Japanese warrior. Xia Ming saw this man. The man tied up his hair and there was a small beard under his nose. Xia Ming was also a little puzzled, why are these small groups of people?

The Japanese all like to leave such a mustache under this nose. It's really strange

It's right.

"You, what's the job?" the Japanese devil said coldly.

A pair of eyes stayed on Xia Ming's face, as if she wanted to see through Xia Ming. Xia Ming stared at the Japanese devil with a calm expression, and did not take the Japanese devil in his heart.

"Baga."

The Japanese angrily shouted and shouted, "What are you doing?"

With the Japanese angrily shouted, Xia Ming looked at the Japanese indifferently and said calmly: "You, what's the job?"

"brush."

The Japanese devil was slightly stunned and asked curiously: "Are you a Japanese devil?"

"Baga." Xia Ming directly scolded in a standard Japanese verb, "Who is your responsibility?"

"Baga, who are you? What are you doing here sneakily?" The Japanese devil was furious and scolded sternly.

Xia Ming glanced at the Japanese devil speechlessly. Damn, this Japanese devil is definitely a mentally retarded. Xia Ming said coldly: "I am from the Sakura Group, who are you?"

"What."

When the Japanese heard this, their face changed slightly and they immediately said, "Are you a member of the Sakura Group?"

"Baga." The next moment, Xia Ming looked at the Japanese devil indifferently and said coldly: "I think you are a traitor, and say, who are you?"

The Japanese devil hurriedly said, "I am also from the Sakura Group, but I am a member of the peripheral."

When Xia Ming heard this, he glanced at the Japanese devil in surprise and said coldly: "I am a member of the inner wing. Now I suspect that an enemy has entered the shrine. Do you want to go with me to find the enemy?"

"yes."

When the Japanese heard that Xia Ming was a member of the inner circle, their face changed immediately, and they suddenly became respectful, and they stood straight at Xia Ming.

"Follow me."

Xia Ming said something and walked towards the front. The man hurriedly followed Xia Ming. The Japanese devil was extremely respectful. Xia Ming glanced at the Japanese devil indifferently, his eyes turned, and he immediately said: "No."

OK, enemy."

As Xia Ming said this, the Japanese swearing hurriedly looked at the side: "Where is it?"

"brush."

The next moment, Xia Ming's silver needle was instantly inserted into the Japanese devil's neck. At this moment, the Japanese devil looked at Xia Ming, pointed at Xia Ming, and said intermittently.

"You... are not from the Sakura Group..."

Before he finished speaking, the Japanese devil died. Xia Ming sneered: "Of course I am not from the Sakura Group, I am a Chinese." When he said this, Xia Ming sneered and walked towards the shrine.

At this moment, there was no one in the shrine, but this place was too big. If only bombs were placed outside, even Xia Ming would not be able to blow up the things in it, so Xia Ming could only

Enter this shrine.

Fortunately, no one was allowed to be kept in this shrine, so Xia Ming secretly entered here. There were no cameras in this hall, so Xia Ming was much safer. Xia Ming looked at these spiritual positions, and there were indeed those above.

War criminal, Xia Ming sneered.

"It's really ridiculous that you are worthy of creating human worship."

Xia Ming thought about it, then took out Long Xiao from the Qiankun ring, and the next moment, he cut at the spirit position with a sword.

"Bang..."

But at this moment, a ray of lightning suddenly shot towards him, and the sudden scene made Xia Ming's expression change.

"not good."

Xia Ming flashed and instantly avoided this light. The next moment, Xia Ming saw that what caught his eye was a Japanese man.

But what made Xia Minggang feel strange was that the little Japanese man's face was pale. On the Japanese man's face, there could be some wounds. His eyes were full of green light and his faint green eyes looked normal.

no the same.

"I didn't expect that there were people from foreign countries who were infiltrated here. You are from Chinese."

Then the Japanese devil's sharp voice made Xia Ming frown and he immediately said, "You are a human or a ghost."

"I didn't expect that Chinese people came to my great Japanese empire. It seems that my descendants are all waste."

Matsui Nen retorted coldly, stared at Xia Ming sharply, and said indifferently: "My name is Matsui Nen. I think you Chinese should remember this name deeply."

"Because I was your nightmare in 1937."

When Matsui Neen said here, her eyes were filled with fierce and cruel gazes, but this smile looked so weird.

"It's you..."

When Xia Ming heard the name, he pondered for a moment, and then his face changed drastically: "How is it possible? How can you be alive? This is impossible."

"It's indeed the Chinese pigs. What qualifications are you, the stupid Chinese people, to occupy the vast land?" Matsui Nei said coldly: "Only my great Japanese empire is qualified to dominate the vast land.

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Xia Ming felt horrified, and at the same time, there was a strong anger in his eyes.

How could he not know this person? The heinous crimes committed by this person in China were simply unforgivable. This guy planned the entire massacre with his own strength. The massacre that shocked the world was this person.

One-handedly.

In the murder competition, all the elderly, women and children were killed.

In that massacre, they slaughtered, set fire, and robbed without restraint. This kind of bloody atrocities, as Chinese people dare not forget the past.

Under that massacre, I don’t know how many families were broken, and the death toll alone exceeded 300,000. Three hundred thousand people were piled up like mountains, blood stained the entire city red, and blood was everywhere...

...At one glance, it was red.

This method is simply tragic. Xia Ming never thought that this guy was still alive. How could this be possible? How many years have passed? So far, it may have been more than a hundred years. How could he still be there until now?
Chapter completed!