"Alright, Matsushita-kun. Where are the clothes? Let's change into them and quickly take pictures before leaving. This operation is a secret operation. We can't be discovered! Otherwise, it will be troublesome. "
"What's there to be afraid of? At most, we'll be locked up for a few days. What else can we do?"
"If we really get exposed, it will affect our family lives. This is a revolution. It's best to be careful. "
"The clothes are with me. Don't worry. I've been scouting the area for a long time. There will be the least people at this time, so it's enough for us to take two pictures. If this operation succeeds, it will be the greatest encouragement for everyone! "
"These darn Chinese. They just like to fabricate fake news to fool people. According to my professional analysis, these pictures are all post-production. There's also the ten-thousand-year pit, which is an even older corpse. It was left behind by China's own people, but they blame it on Country R. How despicable! We will use our actions to fight them to the end and clear Country R's name! "
"Hai!"
"Hai!"
"Hai!"
…
Fangzheng didn't hear the first part of the conversation clearly because he was standing there, feeling the grief that transcended time and space. However, the "hai" pulled him back to reality. The voice was very familiar! Wasn't that the voice from the Formless Door? Man, I can wear out iron shoes in fruitless searching, only to find it by chance. These people had bumped into me!
Furthermore, when he carefully recalled the content of their conversation, Fangzheng felt an inexplicable anger rise in him. He had seen beasts, but he had never seen such beasts!
However, Fangzheng had an idea. He wanted to see what these fellows were up to. Therefore, Fangzheng immediately cast A Golden Millet Dream to hide himself.
Almost at the same time, four people ran out from the corner.
One of them was slightly plump and short. He had a crew cut and looked genteel.
The other person was thin and slightly shorter than the one beside him. He looked a little spirited, and he was the person who had been addressed as Matsushita-kun.
The two behind him were slightly taller. One of them wore glasses, and the other wore a baseball cap. The bespectacled one was addressed as Sakata-kun. As the four of them walked, they looked no different from ordinary people. However, the moment they opened their mouths, the smell of beasts wafted out.
Matsushita was carrying a big backpack. Seeing that there was no one around, he immediately put the backpack on the ground and said with a little excitement, "Hurry up and put it on. We'll leave after the shoot."
Sakata chuckled. "If we win this battle, we'll be able to brag about it in the circle for a year. This was the biggest lie in Huaxia! When we go to Japan in the future, the Taijis will also have to give us a thumbs up! Yamamoto, I'll have to trouble you to keep an eye on them. If someone comes, say it. "
The man with the baseball cap who was with Sakata responded, "Hurry up, I also need to change my clothes for the shoot. I can't miss out on such a glorious battle. "
"Hurry up, hurry up." The genteel middle-aged man waved his hand. While changing his clothes, he looked at the brochure with 300,000 victims written on it. He sneered and said, "The Chinese are a bunch of useless people who don't want to make progress. Only 300,000 dead is too little."
"Haha, Tojo-kun, you didn't live in that era. Otherwise, you would definitely be the one in the eyes of the Taijis!" Matsushita gave Tojo a thumbs up.
"Of course. If I lived in that era and saw the true hero, Hideki Tojo, I would definitely perform well. Who knows, I might even be able to enter the annals of history," Tojo said with a chuckle.
"Alright, I'm done changing. Hurry up and take two pictures for me! I want to take a picture of me spitting at these fake corpses. "Sakata changed into a white military uniform from Japan. He wore a white hat, shorts, and shirt. This set of clothes was the easiest to change into, so it was the fastest.
However, Fangzheng realized that although this fellow's clothes were simple, when he wore them, it was as if he was wearing an extremely holy battle suit. He carefully smoothed out the creases on his body before requesting to begin the shoot. Clearly, this set of clothes held a very high position in his heart.
However, when Fangzheng heard his words, his face darkened! Anger burned in his heart as he licked his lips. For the first time, a ferocious glint appeared in his eyes.
The three of them, who were changing their clothes, suddenly felt their bodies turn cold as they subconsciously shivered.
Matsushita said in fear, "It suddenly turned cold. Could there be a ghost?"
Tojo sneered. "So what if there are ghosts? Don't forget that we are wearing the clothes of the Taijis. A bunch of good-for-nothings were killed by these clothes when they were alive. How dare they cause trouble now? If they really come, I'll make sure they never reincarnate! "
Matsushita and Sakata nodded. "Yes, we're not afraid of them."
Sakata saw that Matsushita and Tojo were taking too long to change their clothes. He urged them a few times, but the two of them refused to help him take pictures. In his anxiety, he took out his cell phone and found an angle to spit at the pit of ten thousand corpses. A mouthful of thick phlegm reached his mouth, and just as he was about to spit it out …
He heard a crisp smack!
After a long time, he felt as if his mouth had been slapped by a shoe. It was a burning pain! Before he could spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, it was all stuck on his face!
"Who is it?" Sakata exclaimed. He didn't care how disgusting the thick phlegm on his face was as he asked.
However, when he looked around, other than the shocked Matsushita and Tojo, as well as Yamamoto, who had been attracted by the commotion, there was no one else!
Instantly, Sakata felt a chill run down his spine. A cold wind blew, and even his bones were trembling.
"Sakata, what are you doing?" Tojo asked with a frown.
Sakata said with a sobbing tone, "Someone hit me just now. Did you see it?"
"See my ass! This place isn't that big. Can't you tell if there's anyone here? "Tojo said unhappily when he saw the other party's cowardly look.
Matsushita gratefully tried to smooth things over. "Sakata, are you hallucinating because you're too excited and nervous?"
After being questioned by the two of them, Sakata also wondered if he was hallucinating. However, the thick phlegm on his face couldn't be fake, right? However, seeing the looks of disdain on their faces, he hurriedly found something to wipe his face. He looked at the pit of ten thousand corpses with lingering fear and gulped. In the end, he didn't dare to take another picture. Instead, he found a photo and pointed at it with a look of disdain. He prepared to take another selfie.
Pa!
There was another crisp sound. This time, it was even louder. Without Sakata shouting, the others looked over.
Sakata covered his face and squatted there. Sakata didn't react.
Tojo frowned and said, "Sakata, what the hell are you doing?"
Sakata raised his hand and said with a sobbing tone, "Someone really hit me."
"Bullsh * t! Other than us, there's no one else here. Who would hit you? "Tojo didn't believe him at all as he added," This isn't the time for pranks! "
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