Xiao Jin was knocked down.

His head was covered with blood.

Xiao Jin sighed: "Master, I want to die, won't you let me die well?"

The beef soup shop was searched inside and out.

Nothing was found.

"Fuck, say, where are the people? Where are the people?"

Fan Kai, who was leading the team, asked fiercely.

"It's useless." Liang Decai was a little frustrated: "People at this level are small people and don't know much. His superiors will not tell him in another hiding place."

Xiao Jin smiled, and as soon as he smiled, blood flowed into his mouth, but he was still smiling: "Yes, I really don't know, so I'm useless, come and give me a good time!"

"It's useless? It's very useful." Fan Kai said coldly: "Let him live, I have to let him live well!"

…

The Chinese at the junction of the Japanese-controlled area and the public concession saw a tragic scene.

In Zhabei, near Sihang Warehouse, a huge cross was erected.

A young man with a childlike face had his hands and feet nailed with iron nails.

Two traitors came over and pried his mouth open.

First a bowl of broth and then a bowl of ginseng soup were given to him.

"You see, this is the military commander's agent!"

Fan Kai raised his trumpet and shouted loudly: "This is the result of opposing the imperial army!"

"Have you ever fought with your life to help others in your life?" Xiao Jin shouted loudly: "My dear, I have fought with my life to help others! I fought with my life against the Japanese traitors! My compatriots, if we work together as one, we will win the war!"

"Stop his mouth, stop his mouth!" Fan Kai shouted.

Xiao Jin's mouth was blocked, but he kept moaning.

Naturally, the Chinese in the Japanese-controlled areas did not dare to do anything.

However, on the other side of the public concession, more and more Chinese slowly gathered together, and what they shouted in unison was:
Chapter completed!