Anti-Japanese sign from Liangjian

Chapter 127 Assassinate Li Yunlong

Chapter 120 Seventh Assassination of Li Yunlong

"Old Li! Why does the food smell so good today? I, Zhao Gang, can eat three fucking bowls!"

"Three big bowls, I'll be good, you boy will not be possessed by the old Kitchen God today!"

Lin Feng squinted his eyes in satisfaction as he smelled the delicious cabbage and radish soup.

"That's the smell, it smells so damn good, I can eat five bowls!"

Li Yunlong couldn't help laughing, "Damn it, you treat it as a restaurant, and you have five big bowls. You are so fucking brave, and the other brothers in the group will eat it or not. You are a full-fledged idiot!"

Li Yunlong took a sip of the soup and kept talking.

At this time, Zhao Gang had already drank half a bowl of soup with a bun.

The Mongolian sweat medicine worked very quickly, Zhao Gang rolled his eyes and fell on the table.

"Old Zhao, what's the matter with you, Old Zhao!"

Upon seeing this, Li Yunlong stepped forward to check.

"Head, the political commissar probably fainted, and he's breathing!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Yunlong also fell to the ground with a black eye.

Monk Wei outside the door heard movement in the room, walked quickly into the room, and helped Li Yunlong up.

"Commander, Commander!"

Our meals may have been drugged, and the regiment leader and political commissar were both unconscious. It is estimated that the person who administered the drug did not really intend to poison us, otherwise we are all fucked up!

Lin Feng took Li Yunlong's pulse and said softly, "The head of the regiment and the political commissar must have been poisoned by Mongolian sweat medicine. They should be fine after a short rest!"

"Brother Dalinzi, you can actually feel your bloody pulse. You are so damn powerful. Not to mention your marksmanship is accurate, but there are quite a lot of you who know it. I don't admire a few people in Monk Wei's independent group. One is the leader. One political commissar, and the other one is you!"

"Haha, from what Brother Monk said, I, Lin Feng, only know superficially, so it's not worth mentioning!"

Monk Wei went on to say: "Brother Dalinzi, judging from this situation, someone must have put Mongolian sweat medicine in the meals of the independent group. Come and wait for the rabbit!"

"Haha, you kid has increased your knowledge, and you are still waiting for a rabbit. Where did you learn this idiom?"

"Hey, listen to what our political commissar said!"

At this time, most of the brothers in the independent regiment fell into a coma after drinking cabbage and radish soup.

Zhang Renjie and Wang Xiuni walked to the lounge of the independent group calmly.

This is where Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang used to eat everyday.

Zhang Renjie pretended to look left and right at the door, and after confirming that there was no one there, the two walked quickly into the room.

I saw Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang lying on the table in a coma.

"Miss Yangzi, look, didn't this Li Yunlong also fall into our hands? It is said that Li Yunlong is bold and careful, and I think he is also a fucking reckless man!"

"Yaoxi! Stop talking nonsense, after killing this Li Yunlong, the independent regiment will lose its morale, and then we will cooperate with Mr. Guitian and take down this group of Tubalu in one fell swoop."

Yoko Nantian pointed the pistol at Li Yunlong's head and was about to lightly pull the trigger.

Monk Wei and Lin Feng, who were hiding in the room, raised their shell guns and fired.

Yoko Nantian kicked the chair on the ground, rolled forward, and dodged it.

The bullet hit the chair and immediately pierced two small holes.

Zhang Renjie had sharp eyesight and quick hands. Seeing that the situation was not good, he pulled off the iron ring of the melon grenade he was carrying, knocked on the door, and threw it directly.

(End of this chapter)