"Behind me is Cheng Hu. If you touch me, he will definitely not let you go!"

Unexpectedly, Tie Mazi still doesn't give up and doesn't regret it. He seems to be thinking that his old boss will save him.

But the little fat man was not afraid at all. The one named Cheng Hu said with a smile:

"Last time I could get Cheng Hu down from the high position in Chongqing, and this time I can cut off his head and feed the dog!"

The fat man was particularly broken when he said this, so that a name popped out of Tie Mazi's head quickly, and he heard him excitedly saying to Li Feng:

"You, you...you are Li Feng!"

"That's right, it's me!" The little fat man admitted his identity straight to the point. This matter is no big deal.

When Tie Mazi heard that Li Feng was coming, his whole body was trembling. This guy was so good. He said he was a Tu Eighth Route Army who was afraid of even the Japanese.

Legend has it that he is three feet tall, with green face and fangs, holding a machete in one hand and a machine gun in the other. He can sweep thousands of troops on the battlefield, so that the Japanese dare not compete with him head-on.

He also said that he had many capable ministers and generals in his hands, and had the identity of Vajra. It is said that God sent to the mortal world to save the world.

Li Feng has heard of countless versions of his own rumors, so he doesn't feel surprised, nor will he be too entangled in this matter.

"Aren't you in North China? Why did you appear here?"

"Now I'm asking you questions, you are not qualified to ask me!

Now I ask you a question, if you can’t answer one, will the monk there see it?

He is a killer known as the Black-faced Shura, and he can make you worse than death!”

Huh ~

The big bald man glared at him, and the murderous aura spread out. The door curtain was windy and it was so scared that Tie Mazi couldn't help but pee her pants.

The so-called black-faced Shura is nonsense. The big bald man does not have the title of Shura. At most, it is just the nickname of a flower monk.

But Tie Mazi has now been scared out of fear, and his mental obstacles have been completely broken. You just need to ask questions.

"If you want to know, ask, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Tie Mazi was very afraid of death and didn't know how such a person became a traitor, but the fat man was very interested in what he said.

"Tell me, who are behind you? And how did you connect with the Japanese?"

Tie Mazi finally revealed the identities of those people and also told Li Feng about the information about his contact with the Japanese.

It was nothing more than when he was desperate, the Japanese came to him, hoping that he would help trafficking Chinese children.

As for Cheng Hu, let alone, it was the Japanese who benefited. He came to Cheng Hu and only hoped to attract more people to join.

Originally, trafficking of Chinese children in the rear was a very dangerous thing. If it were not for protection, it would definitely not be possible.

That's why the Japanese devils were preparing to pay for these human traffickers to go to the rear to traffic in children. Needless to say, the money flowed into the pockets of those high-ranking officials.

After hearing the news, the fat man slapped the table with a slap. Even though his palm was numb, he could not suppress his anger.

"I'll give you another chance. Tell me if this matter is true, and the names of those people will be written down for me one by one!

I believe you have heard of my reputation. If you don’t do what I said, I promise that you will be worse than death. If you ask me to kill you, I will not kill you!"

The fat man said this without any gentleness, but he would vomit murderous aura, so that he would urinate again after being numb.

The old charlatan has been pretending to recite scriptures. Although Li Feng suspected that he might be cursing the Buddha, it would be better not to let him participate at this time, so as not to really get mental illness.

Finally, the Eagles and the others got a detailed list, including who joined the gang and who were responsible for escorting, which was clearly written on it.

However, this evidence was obviously not explosive enough. The fat man took out a knife and inserted it directly into Tie Mazi's thigh, and then sneered with a slight threatening sneer:

"Do you say these people are these people? I need more exact evidence!"

"I have evidence, I have evidence!" Tie Mazi shouted while covering his thighs, and then asked the eagle to pull out something like an account book from under his bed.

The little fat man opened this account book and clearly recorded the direction of some money, including the child's whereabouts and code names.

Although the people inside are not using real names, they can easily find out who the other party is just by checking it.

Bang ~

The little fat man slapped the table again and threw the account book to the eagle. They then punched Tiemazi's Tianling Cover and directly knocked him out.

"Wang Jing, I need the reporters outside to come in immediately and then take out all the things in this account book!"

When the reporters arrived at this place one after another, they were very curious and didn't understand why there were so many children and some dead people here, which made them feel scared.

Fortunately, Wang Jing left in time and came out to explain the reasons. He also raised the account book and asked all the reporters to take photos.

Some reporters seemed to have come not for information, but quietly took out their guns to assassinate Wang Jing, but before they could shoot, there was a steel thorn on their heads.

The old nun kept gesturing in her hands, a few long steel thorns, and her eyes were coldly looking at the reporters.

When Wang Jing saw that the reporters were scared, he couldn't help but explain that the dead were sent by some people to assassinate her.

The reporters became even more angry this time, and some people wrote:

When a senior official assassinated a brave female journalist for his own benefit, what is the justice of heaven?

There were also reporters taking photos frantically, taking photos of the children and photos of the corpses of the Japanese on the ground.

In the end, Li Feng and the others remanded several traitors, asked the reporters to take photos and held a public trial.

After the reporters received the news, they dispersed in groups of three or three. It was already four o'clock in the morning.

When Juntong arrived, the place was empty. Except for the corpses of the Japanese, the room was empty, and of course the account book was gone.

This was a big back and everyone was wondering who was doing it, while the person in Zhongtong was crazily intercepting the reporters.

Even the army was dispatched. In fact, they were looking for Li Feng and the others to find the account book, but the little fat man and the others had already decided to retreat and were not afraid of this at all.
Chapter completed!