Reborn in the 60s, starting with going to the mountains and countryside

Under the influence of alcohol, these people broke open the door of the next room.

What follows is self-evident.

Anyway, by the time they left, the mother and daughter in the next room were already dead.

When the man of the house came back and saw this scene, he almost fainted.

Just when he was about to call the police, he saw several pieces of clothing that did not belong to their family scattered on the floor of the room.

The man of the house immediately recognized who the clothes on the ground belonged to.

After all, they lived next door to each other, and the places where their clothes were hung were next to each other, so he saw them often. He recognized the owners of the clothes at a glance.

He was about to call the police, but stopped.

He was very clear about the Japanese police.

If the police knew that such a thing was done by Americans, not only would they not arrest those Americans, but they might cause trouble for them instead.

The man also served in the army when he was young.

However, not long after entering the battlefield, the entire Japanese country surrendered.

He was full of hatred for the Americans.

He was very unhappy when these American white devils moved next door to them, but who could blame them for being rich? The whole yard was bought by those white devils, and they didn't drive him out, so he should be grateful to those white devils.

Okamoto didn't want to live with these white devils, but he had a wife and children at home, so where would he live if he moved away?

He could only work day and night, hoping to save enough money and move out of this place as soon as possible.

He had noticed before that the white devils looked at his daughter with strange eyes, and he had also reminded his wife and children not to go out casually and to lock the doors and windows when they were at home.

But who could have thought that such a thing would happen.

What happened has already happened, there is no point in regretting it, Okamoto just wants to avenge his wife and children.

Okamoto, who was filled with hatred, did not go out to call the police. He knew that there was no point in calling the police, so he planned to solve the matter in his own way.

His wife and children are all gone, and he suffered inhuman torture before his death. If he doesn't avenge his wife and children, how can he be called a man?

After calming down, Okamoto first tiptoed to the door next door and listened attentively to the noise inside.

Hearing the snoring coming from inside, Okamoto breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s good that a few white devils are still at home. He is afraid that these white devils are not at home. If he wants to take revenge, he doesn’t know how troublesome it will be. It is very convenient to be at home now.

After confirming that the white devil was at home, Okamoto did not rush in to argue.

He knew very well that there was no point in arguing with the white devils.

Besides, my wife and children are already dead, so what’s the point of theory?

He tiptoed back to his home and after a while of rummaging through the drawers, Okamoto found a Type 38 rifle.

This was the money Okamoto spent to secretly hide when he retired.

When I got this gun, I just wanted to use it for self-defense, because the Japanese country was so chaotic at that time.

So many years have passed and it has never been used.

However, Okamoto took good care of this gun. Whenever he was alone at home, he would take it out and wipe it thoroughly.

It’s been more than 20 years, and I never thought that I would find it useful again.

Check the Type 38 rifle in your hand and make sure there is no problem.

Okamoto took out another box of bullets from the corner.

With the bullet loaded, Okamoto walked to the door of the next room with the gun in hand.

His wife and children were already in that state, and now all he wanted was revenge.

He kicked the wooden door open.

Thinking that he would wake up the white devils, Okamoto was ready to shoot at any time.

Despite such a big commotion, those white devils were still sleeping like dead pigs, with no signs of waking up.

This saves a lot of trouble.

If we open fire now, the loud noise will definitely attract the attention of outsiders.

If he didn't shoot, he would have more time to deal with these white devils.

Thanks to having worked in a slaughterhouse over the years, Okamoto had mastered the skill of tying up pigs. He found a piece of rope in the room and tied up several white devils smoothly.

When they were being tied up, several white devils finally woke up.

But he is still drunk, how can he be a match for Okamoto.

"Okamoto, let us go immediately. We are American citizens. You are seeking death by doing this..."

When several white devils saw that they and others had been tied up, they threatened them.

Unfortunately, Okamoto couldn't listen at all at this time.

All he has in mind is revenge.

Not wanting to listen to the noise of the white devils, Okamoto simply blocked their mouths with their own smelly socks.

Okamoto's unusual calmness made the white devils more and more frightened.

He was still a little drunk, but was awakened by the fright at this time.

Several people struggled on the ground, trying to break free from the ropes, but it was all in vain.

This is the way to tie up pigs, how could they break free so easily?

Okamoto ignored the men's struggles and removed the bayonet from under the muzzle of the 38 rifle.

This bayonet was polished by Okamoto to be extremely sharp, and it is frightening just to look at it.

Seeing Okamoto approaching with a bayonet, several white devils were completely panicked.

They thought about what they and others had done before.

If my memory serves me correctly, the mother and daughter next door should be dead.

They knew very well how Okamoto would deal with them as a husband and father.

I wanted to explain, but my mouth was blocked by the smelly socks and I couldn't say a word.

I watched helplessly as Okamoto approached with a bayonet.

The white devil closest to Okamoto had a stream of yellow liquid flowing out from his crotch, followed by a foul stench.

Unfortunately, Okamoto remained indifferent.

Even the stench didn't make him frown.

The white devil tried desperately to escape, but after wriggling on the ground for a long time, he only got the yellow liquid all over his body, and the rest of the effect was completely useless.

Facing the white devil covered in yellow liquid, Okamoto's eyes remained unchanged.

When Okamoto squatted down in front of the white devil and raised the bayonet in his hand, the white devil kicked his legs and was frightened to faint.

Okamoto did not stop just because the white devil was unconscious.

He picked up the knife and cut the white devil's crotch.

When tying them up, Okamoto had already stripped several white devils like white pigs, and now he started to act without anyone stopping him.

Okamoto did not cut the white devil's crotch completely in one go, but instead cut only a thin slice at a time, just like cutting a cucumber.

The pain woke the white devil up.

The waking white devil felt pain in his crotch and fell into coma again.

But this time he didn't faint from fear, but from pain.

This scene made the two white devils nearby look pale.

They couldn't imagine how painful it was.

They are now filled with regret.

If it happened again, they would never target the mother and daughter next door.

This man is simply a devil.