The heavens: pushing across all realms

"Bang bang bang..."

Gunshots rang out one after another all around, and the Japanese rifles fired immediately.

Feng Ji also responded immediately.

He held the copper ring on the door panel with one hand, jumped into the air, huddled up, and hid behind the door panel.

Gunshots continued, and sawdust flew across the door.

Fortunately, the guns of this era were not very powerful.

Although sawdust flew across the door panel, there were no holes.

In just one breath, Feng Ji had already rushed into the courtyard.

There was a sudden scream of panic all around.

Someone in the funeral procession was shot and fell to the ground wailing.

Nobita Inoue roared: "Load, load!"

The Japanese soldiers loaded their bullets one after another, and a second group of Japanese soldiers joined in and started shooting in turns.

At this time, Feng Ji kicked away the bumpy door panel in his hand, used the force to jump, and his figure suddenly jumped out, like lightning, and rushed into the mourning hall.

The Japanese's guns turned around and subconsciously aimed at the mourning hall.

In the mourning hall, Zhang Yuan and Zhang Shuyi were immediately startled.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot!"

Zhang Yuan yelled, lying on the ground in a panic, crawling around on the ground like a spider without eyes in fear.

Zhang Shuyi was even more unbearable and ran towards Nobita Inoue screaming.

Nobita Inoue ignored Zhang Yuan's shouting and gave the order.

"shot!"

Bang bang bang...

There was a loud sound of gunfire, wood chips flew everywhere in the mourning hall, and fruit bowls broke into pieces.

Feng Ji hid behind Zhang Youde's coffin and heard the coffin crackling.

Zhang Youde's coffin had been beaten to pieces.

The body of Zhang Youde inside was even more disfigured and fragmented.

Feng Ji was speechless. This family member really brought it upon themselves.

He grabbed the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground and waved his hand suddenly without raising his head.

Suddenly, the porcelain pieces broke through the air and whined, shooting out in all directions.

With the strength of his hand, the power of the porcelain pieces thrown was no less than that of a crossbow arrow.

In an instant, screams continued, and Nobita Inoue seemed to be frightened, and he hurriedly grabbed Zhang Shuyi and blocked him in front of him.

Zhang Shuyi was caught off guard and was hit in one eye by a broken piece of porcelain.

Suddenly, wails and screams were heard. One of Zhang Shuyi's eyes was blind and blood was flowing freely.

She wailed and shouted: "Save me, save me, I am Lord Watanabe's wife."

Nobita Inoue pushed her head away and cursed: "Idiot, Watanabe-san already has a family in Japan, get out of here!"

He raised his pistol and kept shooting towards the coffin.

While shooting, he shouted: "Team 1, shoot!"

The loaded first team immediately raised their guns and fired.

Gunshots continued to ring out, and the coffin shattered and collapsed.

Nobita Inoue was overjoyed and quickly looked behind the coffin.

Just by looking at it, he couldn't help but be startled. There was nothing behind the coffin, except for Zhang Youde's badly decomposed body.

He suddenly thought something bad in his mind and was about to retreat.

Suddenly, there was a sound breaking through the air overhead.

He looked up subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ji arrived on the roof without knowing when.

At this time, he jumped down in the air, and his five fingers turned into tiger claws, bringing up a terrifying wind.

With a pop, his index and middle fingers inserted into Inoue Nobita's eyes.

As the body fell, Feng Ji exerted force in his hands, and with a pop, his entire face was torn apart, and his eyes were also taken out!

"ah--"

A shrill scream came from Nobita Inoue's mouth.

Holding his bloody face, he rolled crazily on the ground and wailed.

Feng Ji was about to take action when he suddenly felt a sense of crisis. He immediately turned over and jumped, as light as a swallow, he opened the side door of the mourning hall and entered the side room.

Immediately afterwards, continuous gunshots were heard.

Without saying a word, Feng Ji leapt forward, repeated his old trick, and climbed onto the roof.

Break the roof with one punch and jump onto the house.

He looked down and saw three Japanese teams in the entire Zhang family yard.

A group of nearly ten people, each with a rifle, took turns shooting at the mourning hall.

Turning his eyes, Feng Ji suddenly shrank his pupils.

However, they saw a group of Japanese soldiers gathering on the street not far away.

Among these arrays of Japanese soldiers were dragging two pitch-black artillery pieces!

Feng Ji's face instantly darkened.

"No, the Zhang family invited me here. Not only did they arrange a Japanese gun team, but they also prepared for artillery fire?"

"But the Zhang family doesn't care about themselves?"

Feng Ji was frightened and angry, and he also thought of a question. The Japanese even dared to bring artillery onto the streets, so why did the county magistrate not care?

Immediately an idea occurred.

"Li Maocheng... cooperated with the Japanese?"

With this thought in mind, Feng Ji quickly ran and jumped down from the house without saying a word.

Before the Japanese rifle team in the yard could react, they charged into the crowd like tigers.

He jumped down in the air, at a height of four or five meters, and stepped on the heads of the two Japanese soldiers.

With two clicks, the Japanese soldier's neck shattered, unable to bear his trampling.

Before Feng Ji could stand still, he turned around and swept away with horizontal fists.

Bang bang bang——

The heads of three Japanese soldiers in a row exploded, and blood and flesh splattered.

At this critical moment, all the strength of Feng Ji's body exploded.

The terrifying power that is ten times that of ordinary people is released without reservation.

Wherever your fist passes, you will be injured if you touch it, and you will die if you rub it!

boom!

Another punch penetrated the chest of a Japanese soldier, and his heart was beaten into pulp.

The Japanese soldiers around had never seen such a horrific killing method, and they suddenly started to cry in horror.

"Ya Zhudie, Yame——!"

"It's a leak! It's a leak! (Run!)"

"Help! Help! (Help!)"

"Monster!"

…

These Japanese soldiers did not speak Chinese, shouted strange Japanese, dropped their spears with frightened faces, and ran for their lives wailing crazily.

Feng Ji grabbed the rifle on the ground, stepped out suddenly, kicked off the ground with his back foot, and threw his right arm violently.

With a pop, the two fastest Japanese soldiers in front were shot alive. Their bodies were connected into skewers and hit the wall with a bang.

Feng Ji's face was expressionless, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

From beginning to end, he didn't say a word.

Ten breaths later, thirty Japanese soldiers died tragically.

The Zhang family's courtyard was filled with flesh and blood, like purgatory.

In the mourning hall, Zhang Shuyi covered her eyes and wailed, her legs were also hit by stray bullets, and blood flowed horizontally.

Zhang Yuan was hit in the chest by a stray bullet and was bleeding.

Feng Ji ignored them, quickly rushed out of Zhang's house, and grabbed Zhang Shurong, who was covering her face in fear.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Shurong dared to look up at this moment. When she looked at it, she suddenly let out a cry and started to vomit.

It was really too bloody in the yard.

Feng Ji picked her up by the waist, jumped over her, and quickly escaped from the back door of Zhang's house.

Just after they ran a few dozen meters, they just turned a corner.

Only a loud bang was heard, like thunder on dry land.

Feng Ji suddenly turned around and looked back, only to see fire shooting into the sky and black smoke billowing in the direction of Zhang's house.

Zhang Shurong's face turned pale instantly: "Ms. sir, this... this..."

Feng Ji looked gloomy and said: "The Zhang family colluded with the Japanese to lure me out and want to kill me."

"The Japanese did not hesitate to bombard the Zhang family in order to kill me."

"Go back quickly, the Feng family is in danger!"

Zhang Shurong is still confused.

She was carried on Feng Ji's body, and regardless of the grief of her brother and sister's death, she couldn't help but said: "Will the Japanese take action against the Feng family?"

Feng Ji's face darkened: "The Japanese set off artillery in the city with such great fanfare, there must be the tacit approval of the county magistrate Li Maocheng, otherwise how could the artillery enter the city?"

"I'm afraid Li Maocheng has already been in cahoots with the Japanese."

He ran all the way to Feng's house.

At the same time, a sedan stopped on the Japanese artillery team's side.

In the sedan, the pale-faced Jiro Watanabe looked ferociously at the Zhang family in flames, and screamed pervertedly: "Fire! Fire!"

"I'm going to kill them all, kill them all!"

He was sitting in a sedan chair, his lower body still covered with bandages. In his excitement, his lower body was involved, and the pain made him even more perverted.

Ma Eugene, who was watching this scene from the side, twitched the corners of his mouth and sighed silently in his heart.

"Mr. Feng, it's not that Mr. Li and I don't help you, why do you want to offend the Japanese at this juncture? Alas..."