In the SH urban area, Zhang Tianhao looked at the five corpses that fell at his feet. His eyes did not change at all. It seemed that he had killed five Japanese military policemen, just like killing chickens. He didn't take it to heart at all.
He casually put away the weapons, equipment, and a large number of corpses, and his eyes became sharp again.
He wants to kill people to avenge those who were killed by the Japanese and spies today. Although this behavior is really childish, there is still anger in his heart.
Looking at the only blood left on the ground, there was no change in his eyes. On the contrary, the whole person was once again plunged into darkness.
Like a ghost, he is wandering around the SH city, as if he is the master of this darkness.
At this time, the Japanese military police had just finished changing the guard. That is to say, it would take a long time for the newly replaced Japanese military police to return.
This time is enough for Zhang Tianhao to kill people in the city.
He has never shown any mercy towards these Japanese soldiers. As for No. 76, he will also look for opportunities to retaliate and go back. Of course, not now, he has not yet thought of facing enemies on both sides.
Suddenly, he thought of the news that Director Li had conveyed to him through the "Dudu Evening News" on the 76th today. He hoped to meet once. He was also a little weird. After all, Director Li was not a person who easily let go.
After turning around for a while, he saw a Japanese patrol in front of him again, and he couldn't help but reveal a slight sneer on his lips.
Then he leaned directly against the electric pole on the roadside, and his whole body disappeared into the darkness again, as if he didn't exist.
As the Japanese soldiers came over steadily, Zhang Tianhao's body also slowly followed the arrival of these Japanese soldiers, still hiding lightly.
When this group of Japanese soldiers passed by him, his body also appeared behind this patrol group, becoming the last one.
However, his hand did not stop, and he directly reached out to cover the mouth of a Japanese soldier in front of him. While covering it, he pulled his body back, and saw that the Japanese soldier couldn't help but take several steps back.
Zhang Tianhao's left hand had already pressed on the Japanese soldier's neck. He squeezed hard and heard a crisp click sound. The patrolman's neck suddenly softened, and then he couldn't help but want to kick a few times to express his final struggle.
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But in Zhang Tianhao's hands, that was impossible. Just when his neck was broken, Zhang Tianhao had already put the body on the ground, and then slashed towards the second Japanese soldier's neck.
However, there were two sharp daggers in his hands at this time, and he did not give the second Japanese soldier a chance to react. He had already passed the Japanese soldier, and the other man's throat had been cut.
Then the third, the fourth, until the last one, it didn't take six seconds. It was only when he scratched the last Japanese soldier's neck that the body of the first dead Japanese soldier fell to the ground and let out a cry.
A dull crashing sound.
There was also the impact sound of the equipment falling to the ground, which seemed out of place in the silent night.
"Five more. Congratulations. If you offended me, all of you will die."
Looking at the Japanese soldiers who were slowly dying, he waved his hand and the five corpses disappeared again, leaving only a few pools of blood.
And Zhang Tianhao's figure disappeared into the darkness again.
Tonight, he is going to commit a crime, and he will do it crazily. When the Japanese hear this name, they will be filled with infinite fear.
At about three o'clock in the morning, Zhang Tianhao looked at the time, and his body was naturally a little tired. However, in his space, there were 65 more corpses at this time, which was the entire Japanese military police patrol in Shanghai.
Half of the soldiers were killed by him.
After all, not all patrols were sent out, there were about a hundred of them, and the other four hundred were on standby in the gendarmerie to prevent emergencies that required support.
"It's almost there. It won't be long before someone will still find you. After all, so many patrols are missing. No matter how stupid the Japanese are, they will find out."
He sighed softly, wiped the almost imperceptible cold sweat on his forehead, and muttered something softly.
But this murmur was immediately put aside by him, and his eyes were directed to the distance again. It was no other place, it was a secret place in the concession.
It was also the place where Director Li wanted to contact him. It was three o'clock in the morning, and there was still an hour until the two of them had the chance to meet.
Zhang Tianhao looked at the time, and the corner of his mouth once again turned crazy.
The body disappeared again, and twenty minutes later, he appeared directly on a certain street in the city. Opposite him, there was a facade, and it was quite large. This was the opium den opened by the Japanese in China, and it was a
It turned out that the Fu Shou Cigarette Shop was opened by the military.
Looking at the four Japanese thugs standing guard at the door, he mentally scanned the building and felt that although there was a lot of breathing in the entire building, there were still many people sleeping.
He pulled the black top hat on his head and walked towards the door very casually.
"Whose job!"
As Zhang Tianhao appeared, the Japanese at the door were also stunned, and immediately started shouting loudly.
"Baga, don't you know who I am?"
He opened his mouth with a burst of low curses, and his attitude was obviously extremely arrogant. This is also a common phenomenon among Japanese people.
"Baga, I want to go in and check and open the door!"
Zhang Tianhao didn't pause at all. On the contrary, he continued walking toward the door with a hint of impatience in his voice.
"I'm sorry, sir, may I ask who you are..."
At this time, some guards still noticed that Zhang Tianhao's identity seemed unusual, so they whispered and prepared to ask again.
But just when he took two or three steps in front of Zhang Tianhao, Zhang Tianhao suddenly had four flying knives in his hands.
But when he saw him wave his hands, four flying knives shot directly at the necks of the four guards.
The four guards never thought that the person coming now was not someone else, but the God of Killing. His whole body was filled with murderous aura, and he killed an unknown number of people along the way.
Moreover, on the black clothes, a faint smell of blood can be smelled at a close distance.
"You, you..."
The four guards couldn't believe that the God of Death appeared on the opposite side. They couldn't help but cover their necks and shouted two words with great effort: You.
Then his body fell directly to the ground, his eyes widened, and he struggled hard on the ground a few times.
As the strength of the struggle became smaller and smaller, the four finally died out of breath after half a minute.
Zhang Tianhao did not feel disgusted, but waved his hand, and the four corpses disappeared in front of him again. There were still a small amount of blood traces on the ground.
But he didn't care anymore. He walked to the door and opened it gently.
Then I heard a slight creaking sound from the door, as if the whole world was like this.
And Zhang Tianhao walked directly in. He really wanted to see what else he could gain here.
It can be said that this Fushou Tang is indeed troubled by many disasters. Zhang Tianhao has already visited it twice, and Ah Feng and others came to visit it once.
Speaking of which, it's really a joke.
When he opened the door and walked in, he smelled the thick smell of smoke and earth that filled the entire hall. It was almost as if one could breathe and felt the smell of smoke and earth in the air, which made Zhang Tianhao frown slightly.