Chapter 1138 Pain

"Okay, Matsushita-san, where are the clothes? Let's go over there and change, quickly take pictures, and then leave. This operation is a secret operation, so no one can find out! Otherwise, there will still be some trouble."

"What are you afraid of? I'll lock it up for a few days at most. What else can I do?"

"It's really exposed, and it will affect family life. This is a revolution for us, so we better be careful."

"The clothes are here with me. Don't worry. I've been on the site for a long time. This time is the least crowded, enough for us to take two photos. If this operation is successful, it will be the greatest encouragement to everyone!"

"These damned Huaxia people like to make fake news to fool people. According to my professional analysis, these photos are all post-production, and the Wanniankeng is also an older corpse, which was left by Huaxia's own people who slaughtered their own people. Yes, but it all depends on country R, ​​it's shameful! We will use our actions to fight them to the end, and to rectify the name of country R!"

"Hi!"

"Hi!"

"Hi!"

...

Fangzheng couldn't hear the previous words very clearly, because he was standing there feeling the sadness that spanned time and space and couldn't extricate himself, but the sound of hi brought him back to reality, this voice is so familiar! Isn't this the voice in Wuxiangmen? Good guy, it's easy to find nowhere to go through the iron shoes, these people hit themselves on the head!

And thinking carefully about the content of these people's conversations, Fangzheng felt an unknown fire in his stomach! I have seen beasts, but I have never seen such beasts!

But Fangzheng had an idea, he wanted to see what these guys were up to! So Fangzheng immediately used a dream to hide himself.

Almost at the same time, four people ran out from the corner.

One of them was a little fat, not tall, with a crew cut, and looked very elegant.

The other person is thin, a little shorter than the one next to him, and still looks a little spirited. He is the person who was called Matsushita-san before.

The two behind are slightly taller, one wears glasses and the other wears a baseball cap. The person wearing glasses was called Sakata-kun. The four of them walked on the road, no matter how they looked, they looked no different from ordinary people, but when they opened their mouths, a smell of animals wafted out.

Panasonic was carrying a big backpack, seeing no one around, immediately put the backpack on the ground, and said with a little excitement: "Hurry up and change it, and leave after shooting."

Sakata chuckled and said, "If we win the battle this time, we can boast in the circle for a year when we go back. This is the biggest lie in China! When we go to country R in the future, the princes will also give us a thumbs up! Yamamoto Jun, please go and watch, someone is coming, let me know."

The man in the baseball cap who was with Sakata responded, "Hurry up, I'm going to change my clothes too. I can't do without me for such a brilliant battle."

"Go, go." The well-mannered middle-aged man waved his hand, while changing clothes, while looking at the pamphlet with the 300,000 victims, he sneered: "The people in China are a group of people who don't want to make progress. Trash, only 300,000 people died, which is less."

"Haha, Tojo-kun, you didn't live in that era, otherwise you must be the one in Taijun's eyes!" Matsushita gave Tojo a thumbs up.

"Of course, if I lived in that era and met the real hero Hideki Tojo, I would definitely perform well, and maybe it would be included in the history books." Tojo said hehe.

"Okay, I'm done changing, hurry up and take two pictures of me! I want to take a picture of spitting on these fake bones." Sakata changed into a white military uniform of country R, ​​a white hat, shorts, and a shirt. This is the best change, so the fastest.

However, Fangzheng found that although this guy's clothes were simple, he put them on as if he was wearing a very sacred battle suit. He carefully smoothed out every wrinkle on his body, and that's why he asked to start shooting. Obviously, this dress held a very high position in his heart.

But Fangzheng's face turned black when he heard his words! A burst of anger burned in his heart, he licked his lips, and for the first time a fierce light appeared in his eyes.

The three of them who were changing clothes suddenly felt a chill all over, and shivered subconsciously.

Matsushita said a little scared: "It's suddenly cold, can there be ghosts?"

Tojo sneered and said: "So what if there are ghosts? Don't forget, we are wearing the clothes of the Taijun, a group of useless ghosts, who were killed by this clothes when we were alive, and now dare to make trouble? Come on, let them all Don't be overborn!"

Matsushita and Sakata nodded, "Yes, I'm not afraid of them."

Seeing that Matsushita and Tojo were too slow to change clothes, Sakata urged him a few times, but they didn't take pictures for him. In a hurry, he took his mobile phone, found an angle and made a gesture of spitting at the mass grave, and took a mouthful. Thick phlegm reached my mouth, and I was about to spit it out...

Just listen to the crisp sound of snap!

For a long time, I just felt as if my mouth was slapped by the sole of a shoe, it was hot and painful! I didn't spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, it was all on my face!

"Who?" Sakata exclaimed, not caring how disgusting the thick phlegm was on his face, he opened his mouth and asked.

As a result, I looked around, except for Matsushita and Tojo who looked shocked, and Yamamoto who had been attracted by the noise, there was no one else at all!

For a moment, Sakata only felt chilly all over, the cold wind was blowing straight, and his bones were trembling.

"Sakata, what are you doing?" Tojo asked with a frown.

Sakata cried, "Someone hit me just now, did you see that?"

"What a fart! It's such a big place here, is there anyone you can't see?" Tojo said very dissatisfied looking at the opponent's cowardly appearance.

Panasonic gratefully smoothed things over and said, "Sakata, are you too excited, too nervous, hallucinating?"

After being questioned by the two people, Sakata also wondered if he was hallucinating, but the thick phlegm on his face is not fake, right? But seeing the disgusted faces of the two people opposite him, he hurriedly found something to wipe his face. Looking at the mass grave with lingering fear, he swallowed his saliva, after all, he didn't dare to go to take pictures again. Instead, he found a photo, pointed at it with his finger, looked contemptuous, and prepared to take a selfie again.

Snapped!

There was another crisp sound, this time it was louder, without Sakata yelling, the others were directly attracted to look over.

I saw Sakata squatting there covering his face, but Sakata didn't respond.

Tojo frowned and said, "Sakata, what the hell are you doing?"

Sakata raised his hand and cried, "Someone really hit me."

"Bullshit! There is no one else here except us, who will beat you?" Tojo didn't believe it at all, and added: "This is not the time for pranks!"

Sakata raised his head slowly, moved his hands away, and said, "I've been beaten like this, do you think it's a prank?"