The thirteen bullets were quickly used up.
Zhang Cheng abandoned his hunting rifle, pulled a military dagger from the lining, and silently jumped off the roof.
Who would have thought that so many Japanese soldiers were hiding in Jin Village?
"Waaaaah..."
A suppressed sob reached Zhang Cheng's ears.
He squinted and crept forward, following the sound.
Soon, Zhang Cheng saw a village woman in her thirties, short in stature, slumped on the ground, her face filled with panic and helplessness, wailing loudly.
At this moment, Zhang Cheng could no longer easily distinguish between friend and foe.
Even on his deathbed, Jin Hanshan may not have known how many evil schemes were still lurking in this village.
Since his identity was unknown, Zhang Cheng did not intend to cause any further trouble and prepared to retreat quietly.
Just as he took a step, Zhong Te came running out of an alley, panting heavily.
Upon seeing the village woman crying on the ground, Zhong Te's eyes narrowed, revealing a sense of vigilance.
"Police officer! My mother... my mother stabbed my father to death!" When the village woman saw Zhong Te, she was like someone grasping at a straw, crying and trying to crawl to him on her knees.
Zhong Te frowned, quickly took a few steps back, and shouted sharply, "Don't move! I told you not to move!"
Zhang Cheng, who had already retreated more than ten meters, stopped upon hearing the sound. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he slowly turned around and hid in the shadows.
Seeing the village woman ignoring his warnings and still crawling towards him, Zhong Te raised a carrying pole he had picked up from who-knows-where high: "I'm warning you one last time, don't move!"
The village woman was terrified by Zhong Te's ferocious expression and froze on the spot, too afraid to move.
Zhong Te was panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot: "Find somewhere to hide!"
After saying that, he turned around and was about to turn into another alley.
Just as Zhong Te turned around, a fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the village woman kneeling on the ground with a look of panic on her face. She suddenly pulled out a gleaming shoe awl from her waist and darted towards Zhong Te's back like lightning!
Zhong Te was prepared. Hearing the strange noise behind him, he didn't turn around, but swung the carrying pole backward with his backhand!
"call out!"
The village woman used all her strength to throw the shoe awl in her hand at the back of Zhong Te's head!
"Bang!"
The carrying pole struck the village woman hard on the head, sending her flying several meters away.
At the same time, the awl grazed the back of Zhong Te's neck, leaving a bloody mark, and pierced into the cotton coat on his shoulder.
Zhong Te winced in pain, letting out a muffled groan, and hurriedly pulled the awl off his shoulder; thankfully, it hadn't pierced too deeply.
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