The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Zhang Ruolin went against the crowd and left the concession, the only safe harbor in Shanghai, amidst the gazes of most people who didn't understand, and some who understood.

At this time, several people seemed to have made up their minds and resolutely joined Zhang Ruolin's steps.

In such a war, people who lost their parents, children, and sisters gathered together involuntarily. When Zhang Ruolin led his men back to the small building, there were unexpectedly more than ten people gathered.

There are young and old, men and women.

An old man with gray hair and a tattered appearance who looked like a beggar, a middle-aged man with a dazed and listless look, an old lady with a wrinkled face, a tired look and a dull look in her eyes, and even a small boy who followed them with an angry look on his face.

To be honest, none of them had expected that these ten or so people would get together like this.

Although something had happened downstairs, Mrs. Tian and the others upstairs had not left. It was so chaotic outside, and we couldn't squeeze into the concession, so we might as well stay in the house!

At least, this area is close to the concession, so no shells will hit us, so there is still hope that we can survive to the end. Everyone upstairs is deceiving themselves and staying at home peacefully.

When Miss Xu was brutally assaulted, they were indifferent, listening to her screams without even trying to help. Now, Zhang Ruolin has returned with a group of people, but they still turn a blind eye and turn a deaf ear.

"Young man, what do you want to do? Let me, an old man, go first~" An old man covered in pudding looked at the woman who had arranged her remains and covered them with a white cloth, and sighed slightly in his heart. There was a hint of envy in his eyes, how great! There is still someone to help collect the body~

His dry eyes seemed to be moistened a little as he thought of his family members who were torn apart by the artillery fire, and it seemed as if their final wails were still echoing in his ears.

The old man has lived enough. It would be great if he could drag a little Japanese into the water~

"Without an old woman like me, those beasts are not human beings." The old lady looked at the bruises on her wrists revealed under the white cloth, and she knew the reason without thinking too much.

The old lady gnashed her teeth in anger. She had watched helplessly as those beasts raped her daughter-in-law and granddaughter. Her son tried to stop them but was stabbed to death. If the old lady hadn't been pushed and had her head broken and bleeding and passed out, she probably wouldn't have had the chance to take revenge.

The old lady was almost holding her breath at this time. She wanted to drag a beast with her even if she died. Even if she didn't like her daughter-in-law who was submissive and only gave birth to a granddaughter, and a granddaughter who was a money-loser like her mother, she was still a member of her Zhou family. Why did she bully them?

Anyway, I feel like I’ve lived enough and I don’t think I’ll live long.

"Yes! Let me do it~ I can run fast~" The boy also jumped up and actively participated. He was originally a newspaper seller on the street. He was familiar with the streets all year round and he was the only one left in the family!

Zhang Ruolin looked at the group of people in front of him whose eyes were dyed red by hatred, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay~ Let's risk our lives this time. After 18 years, we'll be heroes. Who knows, we can be reborn into a better family in the future! Kill one and you'll earn one~"

These words really touched the hearts of everyone present. They were all alone, and if they died, they would just be reincarnated with their families. Who knows, they might even be brothers, fathers, sons, sisters, or relatives in the next life! They were all people who had lost the desire to live.

Zhang Ruolin returned to the room that contained almost all of his happiest memories, and took out a wooden board from the bottom of the closet. Underneath were a gun and a dozen grenades neatly arranged. There were only six bullets left in the gun.

Looking at these things, his eyes reddened again. These were things his father, Xie Sicheng, whom he had never met, had left for him for self-defense. They were also his last act of love. He had just given all the valuable things in the house to Shen Wenjiao. This time when he came back, he had no intention of continuing to live.

"Hey, Zhang Ruolin, what are you hiding? Don't hide any pocket money behind my back~" Zhang Ruolin seemed to still hear his wife's teasing voice.

Zhang Ruolin smiled softly, and said with a little joy as usual. "This is my treasure!"

Zhang Ruolin took his weapon and carried Miss Xu's body back to the room without saying a word. He threw away the white cloth and covered her with a quilt.

Zhang Ruolin lowered his head and kissed Mrs. Zhang's purple lips again, muttering softly, "Wife, I'm going out for a while. You have a good rest at home~ Don't wait for me~"

Zhang Ruolin and his group included men, women, young and old, all in a state of disarray, like ordinary people hiding from artillery fire. In today's chaotic and gun-sounding Shanghai, they were both conspicuous and common.

Compared to the Japanese soldiers, the old Shanghainese like them were more familiar with the alleys and lanes. Soon they saw a small group of Japanese soldiers walking down the street, seemingly on their way to carry out some mission, and their speed was not slow.

"Let me, an old man, go first! To set an example for everyone~" The old man's eyes seemed to be bloodshot as he hid in the dark alley and looked at the Japanese soldiers.

Zhang Ruolin didn't say much, but carefully observed the direction and speed of the other party's movement. "Uncle, you go out from the east now, lie on the ground and count to fifty, then pull the rope. Remember to rush into them."

If Shen Wenjiao was here, she would probably be surprised and her eyes would be wide open. This Zhang Ruolin is clearly a human bomb! This is really risking his life~

Sure enough, the uncle is your uncle. The uncle who lay down in the designated position in advance did not forget to smear a handful of blood on his face. He leaned against the corpse on the roadside without moving, looking completely natural.

One, two... fifty. A loud bang, screams, and curses came from not far away.

Such a desperate way of revenge obviously exceeded the imagination of everyone present. Some people seemed to be excited as if the opportunity to avenge her vengeance was right before their eyes.

There were also people who, after being filled with enthusiasm, felt fear and cowardice again, and their faces turned pale and their eyes began to flicker.

Zhang Ruolin clenched the only gun in his hand and looked up at the people with different expressions. "You can still quit if you want. Now run!"

"I, I..." One of the middle-aged men didn't know what he was thinking of. His face turned pale and his mouth trembled for a long time. He turned and left without saying anything!

It seemed that they were really scared, and perhaps a little regretful. When Zhang Ruolin finished saying this, several people left one after another.