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On the ground were corpses whose bodies had been distorted by the bombardment.

The living soldier looked at Chen Qi tremblingly. In his eyes, the person in front of him was no longer a human being, but a violent beast, although he did not look strong.

Eleven people had no time to aim and shoot before they were killed by the person in front of them.

"You are lucky to have found me." Chen Qi said. Without asking, he knew that these people were here to hunt him.

Chen Qigang was about to stomp the opponent to death when he accidentally saw the number on the opponent's chest: the Eighth Regiment of the Third Division of the Northern Mongolian Army.

"It seems that I am very lucky too." Chen Qi secretly rejoiced, reached out to pick up the other party, and asked for information about the Northern Mongolian Army.

With the victory of the world anti-war, Chiang Kai-shek held a military meeting in Shuzhou, and the commander-in-chief of the Northern Mongolian Army Hu Bilie came in person.

Chen Qi was overjoyed when he got the news.

He broke the soldier's neck, put on a soldier's military uniform, wrapped the vibrating steel knife in the clothes, and walked towards Shuzhou City.

Now that the commanders of the major military regions have come to Shuzhou City, they have different factions, and it is normal for them to have unfamiliar faces, so Chen Qi put on military uniforms.

The guards at the Presidential Palace stretch for hundreds of meters, making it difficult to sneak in. It would be better to go directly to Hu Bilie's mansion.

Arriving around the residence where the Northern Mongolian Army was stationed, Chen Qi did not sneak in rashly. It was not because he was afraid. He had enough confidence in his own strength, but he was not sure whether Hu Bilie was inside.

As the commander-in-chief of the Northern Mongolian Army, the opponent only had one chance to attack and kill him. If he failed, another assassination would be impossible.

He lurked around and observed for three days. That evening, he saw an acquaintance, Bucky Barnes.

He and the generals of the Northern Mongolian Army got into the military vehicle.

Chen Qi followed quietly.

The military vehicle stopped at the best restaurant in Shuzhou.

Chen Qi followed in calmly, like an ordinary person coming to eat.

Bucky and the generals of the Northern Mongolian Army went to the private room on the third floor.

The private rooms on the third floor are not accessible to anyone except VIPs.

He came to the corner of the second floor. When no one was paying attention, he stepped on the railing, hooked his hand to the eaves, and quietly climbed to the outside of the railing on the third floor.

Chen Qi observed that there were two soldiers at the door of the private room. There was no one else. He rushed out quietly. Before the two guards could react, he had already approached them and slapped them on the face with both hands. Break their necks.

"Captain Barnes, we found the bodies of 11 soldiers who disappeared in Shushan three days ago, and found that their causes of death were bone fractures and their vital organs were severely destroyed." Jiang Ruyun, commander of the Eighth Regiment of the Northern Mongolian Army, said.

"This is Chen Qi's method." Bucky concluded.

"Captain, it seems that Chen Qi is not a human at all, but a bear. The eleven soldiers were directly beaten to death by the crushing force."

"The most terrifying thing is that only three bullets were fired from the rifles of the eleven soldiers, which shows that they did not have time to fire before they died."

The general said, looking unhappy.

Bucky was quite calm. He had seen Chen Qi's methods. What he cared about was not how brave Chen Qi was, but where Chen Qi was.

Bucky looked at the leading general: "Commander Zhang, the US Military Strategic Science Corps has received information that your Northern Mongolian Army has always been researching ancient Chinese martial arts. This is why I asked you for help. I don't know what you think. "

Zhang Long was stunned. He didn’t expect that the U.S. military’s intelligence could find out this. In fact, the Northern Mongolian Army was not interested in the U.S. military. But at this time, the captain brought news that a person who knew the ancient Chinese martial arts also The surname was Chen, which attracted the attention of their commander. As a confidant of Hubei Lie, he was sent to assist the American captain.

"If it is really the ancient martial arts of China, it is not impossible for one person to kill eleven soldiers. I have already reported it to Commander Hu, and he will meet you in person tonight."

As soon as Zhang Long finished speaking, the door of the private room opened slightly, and the man carrying a steel knife on his back strolled in.

"Who?" Jiang Ruyun slammed the table. He really couldn't think of anyone who would barge into the dinner of senior generals of the Northern Mongolian Army. He had already ordered the boss to wait for half an hour before serving food.

"Chen Qi." Bucky couldn't believe it and said in shock.

Upon hearing this name, the generals present immediately grabbed the guns at their waists, but obviously, their movements were not as fast as Chen Qi's.

Chen Qi slapped a general's head off with one palm, grabbed the other's chair, and smashed it out. This hit directly killed a general.

Chen Qi did not expect that the Kuomintang officers were so inexperienced that they only had to give orders in the command room and neglected combat training.

Captain Bucky did not move slowly. He pulled out his gun and shot Chen Qi.

After absorbing the super soldier reagent and forging his body-tempering bones, Chen Qi's speed and reaction were far beyond those of ordinary people. Having noticed Bucky's move a long time ago, he bent down in advance, dodged the bullet, and took out the steel knife on his back.

The sword flashed past, like white fangs, biting into the body, and heads fell to the ground one by one.

Bucky screamed in pain and one arm flew to the ground.

Chen Qi did not kill Bucky.

"Leave you alive and go back and tell Phillips that they should know how to be afraid."

After Chen Qi said coldly, he punched Bucky unconscious.

Zhang Long shrank into a corner in fear, and he was the only one left in the entire private room.

He pulled out his gun tremblingly, but he didn't dare to shoot. The person in front of him was using ancient Chinese martial arts. He had just dodged the bullet, so shooting was useless.

Chen Qi took a step forward, with his red-gold palms filled with heat, he grabbed the opponent's firearm and crushed it to pieces.

"Tell me what you want to know and you can live." Chen Qi said.

Zhang Long said tremblingly: "Really" Zhang Long is a smart man. No matter what, he should agree to the other party for now.

"Keep your word." Chen Qi spat out four words.

Zhang Long nodded: "Okay."

"There are some things I want to know." Chen Qi patted Zhang Long with the back of his knife and motioned for him to sit on the chair.

Zhang Long timidly sat on the chair.

"Do you still remember the Chen family, a martial arts family in China 15 years ago?"

Zhang Long was shocked after hearing this. If it was a guess before, now he was absolutely sure that the man in front of him was Chen Xianqin, the remnant of the Chen family they had been hunting for more than ten years.

He heard that Chen Xianqin had fled to the United States. According to the information he received, Chen Qi was a captain in the U.S. Army and a hero in World War II. Now everything is right.

"No, no. I was just a soldier 15 years ago, and I didn't know a martial arts family." Zhang Long said perfunctorily.

Chen Qi narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Well, choose one for your hands or feet. I'll give you ten seconds." After saying that, Chen Qi flashed the blade.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Zhang Long felt a chill in his heart. He didn't think the man in front of him was joking. Many years ago, the Mandarin had given up his power at home and went overseas to look for dragons. The warlord who originally obeyed him also integrated into the Kuomintang, namely Hu Bilie of the Northern Mongolian Army, who wholeheartedly hoped that the Mandarin would return to China and rule the world.

Zhang Long had long ago complied with the corruption of the Kuomintang's military and government, and became greedy for life and fear of death. He only knew how to gain power and profit. He once earned his military rank by relying on his life and bravery.

"My brain is not working well, but now I remember. You are talking about the Chen family that was wiped out overnight 15 years ago. I had not joined the army before, so I don't know. I only found out gradually in recent years." Zhang Longpi smiled. Not smiling, looking fat.