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"This villa has been renovated quite well..."

Under the moonlight, Yang Yunfan stood in front of a fortress-like courtyard, his eyes flashed with a cold light.

This villa is said to be a villa, but the walls are at least three or four meters high, with barbed wire stretched over them. The walls are half a meter thick. Even if they are bombarded with small howitzers, they may not be able to explode. The most problematic thing is that this

There were actually several shooting holes built into the wall.

Ordinary people may not understand the significance of building this courtyard wall like this, but for a veteran like Yang Yunfan, the power of this courtyard wall can be understood at a glance.

Even if an armed police mobile unit attacks this courtyard, without heavy weapons, as long as there are a few rifles on the opposite side that can fire continuously, it can block the attack of a company. Because you can't hit him at all.

Unless air support is called.

Of course, the Japanese people built the wall so high not for guarding, but perhaps the bigger purpose was to prevent the situation inside the other courtyard from being seen by outsiders.

"I wonder what these Japanese people did inside to build the wall so high!" Yang Yunfan raised his head and glanced at the moonlight. The moonlight was a bit hazy with a hint of mist. I'm afraid there has been either strong wind or heavy rain in the past few days.

With a tap of his toes, he flew up as light as a swallow. His toes quickly passed over the wall, turned over, and jumped into the wall.

"Who?"

However, he was unlucky. There happened to be a patrol officer passing by nearby, and he saw a dark shadow flashing past. The patrol officer felt like his whole body was frightened. In this dark forest, at night, he couldn't help but feel scared. Could it be a ghost?

Already?

"Is there a ghost? It must be some small animal that jumped in. If I don't check, Captain Yamamoto will definitely scold me if he finds something falling in tomorrow. Alas, this damn patrol work, I thought it would come from the Self-Defense Forces

After retiring, if I can come to China to make some money...forget it, I still want to go and see..."

Just when the Japanese security guard muttered for a while, and then plucked up the courage to come over and take a look with a flashlight.

"brush!"

Suddenly, Yang Yunfan's body suddenly rose up, and he pounced like a cheetah, covering the opponent's mouth with his big hands.

"Woo, who are you? Help, help, help..." The Japanese security guard looked at this unfamiliar face in horror and wanted to scream.

"idiot!"

Yang Yunfan tried his best to cover his mouth with his big hand, took out the saber from behind with his right hand, and wiped it from his throat without hesitation. A blood arrow splashed from the throat of the Japanese security guard, and soon his body became weak.

, stopped struggling. Yang Yunfan took a step back, and he automatically fell into the grass, making a slight snapping sound.

"I didn't want to kill you. I had to seek death myself!" Yang Yunfan didn't even look at the body of the Japanese security guard. Since he chose to help the enemy, he must have the consciousness to accept death.

Just when Yang Yunfan was about to lower his body and turn off the security guard's flashlight, not far away, a man in camouflage military uniform shouted sternly: "Baga, Matsumoto, you idiot, what are you doing again?"

While cursing angrily, the man ran over.

If nothing else happens, this man should be Captain Yamamoto in the mouth of the dead security guard just now.

Captain Yamamoto was a tall, serious man who hated lazy soldiers and subordinates who didn't obey orders. When he saw his younger brother being lazy here, he ran over and raised his hand to slap him in the face.

Who would have known that as soon as he raised his hand, before he could strike it down, he stopped in mid-air in astonishment.

Because there was a knife there, pressed against his throat, preventing him from moving.

"Take me to Kawashima's laboratory! If you're smart, don't struggle..." Yang Yunfan held a flashlight in his other hand and wandered into the grass.

The white light swept across the grass, and there happened to be a corpse there, already motionless, and it seemed that the sound of blood spurting out from the arteries could be heard.

"Gulu." Captain Yamamoto swallowed, knowing that he had met a strong opponent. But he just didn't know who the person in front of him was.

Yang Yunfan spoke very authentic Japanese, with a strong accent from the Tokyo area. This made Yamamoto feel a little troubled.

His head family, the Ampei family, is a typical imperial family, the mysterious master family of Onmyoji. In addition, the Ampei family has produced three imperial prime ministers. A hundred years ago, the Ampei family even married the daughter of a prince of the empire.

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In terms of status, the Ampei family is extremely prominent within the empire.

However, no matter how large a family is, they must have their natural enemies!

Temple family!

The Terauchi family is the guardian of the Imperial Bushido. It has served as the master of swordsmanship for the Imperial royal family five hundred years ago, and the family has also produced Imperial generals like General Terauchi Kaneichi. Since the emergence of these two families, they have

There has always been a state of opposition.

He can speak Japanese and sneaked in easily. He obviously knows the plans of the Ampei family very well!

"Are you a person sent by the Temple family?" A thought flashed through Yamamoto's head and he couldn't help but blurt it out.

Huh?

Apparently, this Yamamoto’s head is not very good!

Yang Yunfan couldn't help but be stunned after hearing this. He didn't say anything himself, but the other party had already put the blame on that temple family.

However, this is also good!

"Baga, a guy of your level doesn't need to know so much! Lead me the way! Otherwise, I will kill you!" Yang Yunfan shouted coldly and deliberately adjusted his Japanese pronunciation to make it appear more clear.

The pure Tokyo accent seemed even more harsh to the ears of Yamamoto, an Osaka native.

Damn Guandong people! Just pray, don’t fall into my hands!

Yamamoto couldn't help but clenched his fists and swore in his heart.

"Okay, I'll lead the way. Please don't kill me." Yamamoto knew that he couldn't escape, so he had to lead the way. He deliberately pretended to be unsteady and staggered forward. Taking this opportunity, he quickly looked back at Yang Yunfan.

One glance and this person's face was deeply imprinted in my mind.

However, this person is really ugly!

A flat face with bulging cheekbones, small eyes, a big nose, and a gaping mouth!

Hold!

How does this look like the people of the Imperial Kanto region? This is clearly the stick of Goguryeo!

Damn stick! You actually played tricks on Mr. Yamamoto!
Chapter completed!