Under the reflection of the fire, the dog, which was shot by Qian Xiaobao, was lying on the ground in the yard with a shot, and a large area of ​​blood spread out.

Qian Xiaobao shouted twice and finally responded. A woman's voice was from the thatched house side by side: "Brother, don't shoot, I'll come out!"

Hearing the sound, Qian Xiaobao pointed a pistol at the door of the thatched room more than ten meters away waiting for the woman to come out.

The door opened and a woman walked out with a bag-shaped object.

"What are you holding? Put down the things!" Qian Xiaoyan shouted.

"Brother, it's a child." The woman replied.

As he spoke, the woman slowly raised her hand under the bag.

Bang!

Qian Xiaobao pulled the trigger, and the woman's forehead bloomed on her face and fell to the ground.

"Who are you lying to me? Why didn't I hear the child's cry after making such a long time?" Qian Xiaobao said.

Instead of walking directly over, he turned around and walked around the back of the house, quickly walking from behind the two thatched houses to the woman from the other direction.

The bag that the woman had just held in her arms had been thrown to the ground, and a pillow was wrapped in a small quilt.

The motionless woman held a small pistol in her hand.

Qian Xiaobao bent down and picked up the pistol and looked at it. It turned out to be a Browning pistol that was only half the size of him.

It is very likely that the woman only had such a pistol with a very close range in her hand, so she kept hiding in the house and did not dare to make any noise.

I just came out and planned to shoot Qian Xiaobao while Qian Xiaobao was relaxing his vigilance.

Using his thumb to tug the insurance, Qian Xiaobao put the pistol in his pocket.

According to what Oyama-oka said, there should be no one anymore.

Qian Xiaobao held the pistol and slowly walked into the door where the woman had just walked out. As soon as he walked in, he could vaguely hear the child's subtle crying.

Qian Xiaobao was stunned for a moment and looked down at the big pot on the outer room.

Slowly approaching the big pot, Qian Xiaobao held a pistol in one hand and pointed it at the big pot with the other hand, lifting the lid of the pot with the other hand. A child in a swaddling clothes was lying on his back and crying in the pot.

Maybe it's because I've been crying for a long time, and the child is so tired that he has no strength to cry and his voice is hoarse.

Qian Xiaobao hurriedly put down the lid of the pot in his hand like an electric shock.

When he walked into the inner room, Qian Xiaobao took a lighter and took a photo around the room without finding anything.

He turned to another thatched house, and a woman in her forties leaned against the wall and was covered in blood. Two twenty-shot guns on her hands fell on the kang.

The two men among the people Qian Xiaobao met tonight were quickly resolved.

The woman who pretended to hold the child almost made him get a gun, but in general, this woman is the most difficult to deal with.

Such a woman must have made a name for herself in the bandit industry, but Qian Xiaobao didn't know.

It seemed that the woman was sitting sideways on the kang at that time, so the bullets Qian Xiaobao fired were all shot from the side of the neck, shoulders and ribs.

Qian Xiaobao held a lighter in one hand and started emitting all over the woman's body from the head.

The woman was wearing a cotton jacket on the upper body and a fat second-cotton pants on the lower body.

After searching through the entire room, Qian Xiaobao didn't find anything valuable.

"I am still so poor when I am a traitor!" Qian Xiaobao said with emotion.

He returned to the yard and dragged the two men and a woman into a room. He carried more than a dozen pieces of firewood piled into the room. Qian Xiaobao poured the oil from the oil jar on the firewood and lit it with a lighter.

Qian Xiaobao walked out a long distance and looked back and saw thick smoke constantly coming out of the door of the thatched room.

When Qian Xiaobao walked out of the land, he stood on the hillside and saw that the thatched house was burning.

When Qian Xiaobao returned home, it was already dawn. Xiao Linxun saw Qian Xiaobao with red eyes walking into the house.

"I went out to perform a mission last night and accidentally narrowed my eyes." Qian Xiaobao said in pain.

Kobayashi hurriedly pulled him into the bedroom and let him lie flat on the bed and then returned to the upper floor to get the gauze.

Qian Xiaobao's eyelids were swollen, and Xiaolin Xun's fingers hurt when he touched them.

But one night Qian Xiaobao jumped up and down like a one-eyed dragon and ran back and forth, killing two women in a row like nothing happened.

Now that I finally got home and saw Xiao Lin Xun, Qian Xiaobao was moaning as if he was about to die.

"Don't move!" Kobayashi Xun said.

Her fingers gently opened Qian Xiaobao's eyelids and wiped them gently with gauze twice.

There is something nearly one centimeter long and thin as white as hair on the snow-white gauze.

"What is this?" Kobayashi said as he looked at the gauze.

Last night, the woman shot Qian Xiaobao on the big tree where he was hiding. The bullet lifted off a piece of bark and a trace of wood chips flew into Qian Xiaobao's eyes.

"I don't know either, but suddenly a strong wind squinted my eyes." Qian Xiaobao replied.

Kobayashi folded the gauze into squares and placed it on Qian Xiaobao's eyes and then stuck it firmly with adhesive cream.

Now Qian Xiaobao has really become a one-eyed dragon.

"I have to go out now, maybe I will come back in a few days. The head of the intelligence department asked me to rush to Muling to purchase medicinal materials immediately, so I have to go to Shanghai when I come back." Qian Xiaobao said.

Only Qian Xiaobao and Xiaolin Xun knew the meaning of this sentence. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qian Xiaobao could move the remaining gold bars to Shanghai again.

The reason why Qian Xiaobao went out early was to rush to Harbin College to pick up his motorcycle. If he was a little late, he might have seen his eyes.

Qian Xiaobao rushed to Harbin College and started the motorcycle in the yard and went straight east out of the gate.

Every time when he goes out, Qian Xiaobao greets Xiaolin Xun and leaves. When he comes back, everything is as usual at home.

Kobayashi Jun saw him as if he had just left in the morning and was back in the evening.

Since the Japanese occupied the Northeast in 1932, the Japanese government and Kwantung Army began to make comprehensive plans, and Manchuria has become Japan's largest investment location. From talent to technology, it has also entered the Northeast in a comprehensive way.

In Ogasawara's words, such an investment will take 30 or 40 years to recover all investment.

However, since 1937, Japan has reduced its investment in Manchuria and increased its exploitation in the Northeast.

Since Japan declared war on the United States, the Japanese have endlessly thrown people and various resources into the bottomless pit of the Pacific Ocean.

The lives of the people in Northeast China are getting harder and harder. Before the food is recovered in the fields, Baojia and his members of the Self-Defense Corps began to go to the countryside to urge for food.

Nowadays, the harvesting of grain is not done by farmers on their own initiative, but by the Japanese sending people to search from house to house, and all the food except a little food is collected.

When Qian Xiaobao rushed to Liu Guangshang's home in Muling Town, Liu Guangshang danced happily.
Chapter completed!