As soon as Qi An opened his eyes, he was confronted with the scene of being buried alive.
Remembering what Ata had told him, we should keep a low profile in the future. Frequently using powers that do not belong to this world would easily be detected by the Heavenly Dao.
He thought Ata was right at the time.
Now, screw it all.
How can we tolerate this?
Although he wasn't a good person, some evil spirits shouldn't live in this world.
Casualties in war are inevitable, but even the most primitive beastmen and demons would not torture and kill unarmed civilians for amusement.
If anyone dares to treat his demon people like this, he will make them regret ever being born.
Ata had been simmering with rage ever since he saw the soldier's spirit and heard his account of the events. Now, witnessing the tragedy before him, he exploded.
"Boss, kill them all! Don't let a single one escape! Ugh, I'm so angry..."
Qi An floated down from the wooden stake and walked towards the edge of the pit.
The traitor sensed something, turned around, and saw the soldier whose heart he had just pierced was walking towards them with a chilling smile.
His tattered clothes and blood-soaked body made him look like a ghost who had just crawled out of hell to seek revenge.
The traitor screamed in terror, "Oh my god, it's...it's...it's a zombie...ah..."
The other Japanese soldiers were drawn to him and noticed Qi An. They weren't afraid at all, thinking that this man hadn't quite died yet.
They were deeply impressed by this young soldier. Among these terrified sheep, he was a rare tough guy, and he was also resilient, having survived so many injuries.
But it doesn't matter, no matter how tough you are, you can't outrun a bullet.
The Japanese soldiers turned their guns on Qi An and opened fire.
A dozen shots rang out, and the Japanese soldiers retreated a few steps in horror, their previous excitement completely gone.
Because the young soldiers in front of him were unharmed under the gun barrels, he easily caught all the bullets they fired in his hand.
Catching a bullet with bare hands? What kind of superpower is that?
There were still survivors in the pit, so Qi An didn't waste any more time and threw the bullet back.
The bullets pierced the Japanese soldiers' bodies but avoided their vital organs. At the same time, their guns exploded and became unusable.
The traitor was so terrified he wet himself, his legs trembling as he sat on the ground like a lump of mud.
There was no time to lose; the person in the pit was about to suffocate. Qi An flashed to the edge of the pit, raised his hand, and pulled the living person out of the pit like a radish.
His series of actions terrified the Japanese soldiers.
Is this...is this even human?
What kind of magical Eastern secret technique is this?
The Japanese soldiers started chattering, and a moment later, they scrambled to their feet and began to flee.
Qi An looked at the rescued people, each with a blank stare, and felt utterly exhausted. Their enemy was right in front of them, and they had their guns removed, and they were just staring at him like that?
Never mind, I'll educate him later.
Anyway, those people can't escape.
The Japanese soldiers also realized that no matter how hard they tried to escape, they were just going around in circles. They looked at Qi An in horror, their arrogance of the past few days completely gone.
"What, are you scared now? Weren't you very powerful in the South City these days?"
Qi An reached out and grabbed a Japanese soldier. Amidst the horrified gazes of the others, he slowly tore off the soldier's head and threw it to the ground.
"Boss, don't let them die too easily, it's too cheap for them."
Qi An thought so too.
He fixed the remaining Japanese soldiers in a kneeling position and shouted to the surviving civilians, "Come here, settle your scores and grievances. Give back to them exactly what they did to you."
The people all took a big step back, looking at Qi An in fear.
These days, they were terrified by the atrocities committed by the Japanese soldiers. In their eyes, these Japanese soldiers were not human, but evil spirits.
How could a human possibly defeat an evil spirit?
No one moved for a long time.
Qi An was quite angry at their retreat. This small incident revealed a larger truth: there was a reason why this country was invaded by Japanese pirates.
Perhaps they've lived a peaceful life for too long, and they've all lost their backbone and courage. They don't even dare to fight back when someone rides on their necks.
It also boasts a uniquely advantageous geographical location and is extremely rich in resources.
The Japanese pirates, who have been holed up on this small island for generations and lacking everything, have been eyeing this place for who knows how long. If we don't bully you, who will we bully?
"What, when the Japanese devils wanted to kill you, you didn't seem that afraid. But now you're scared when they go back to fight?"
"You're not afraid of death, but you dare not seek revenge?"
"A bunch of cowards!" Qi An cursed angrily, "Haven't you shed enough blood for your own families? Haven't enough people died? Why didn't you fight back?"
A young man stammered, "They...they have guns."
"So what if you have guns? There are only twenty or so of them, while you have hundreds. You can kill them with knives, stones, and even just one punch from each of you. Even if you take ten of them for one, you can still crush them into mincemeat."
"Even if you die, it's not a loss to take them to hell with you. At least your family members can survive."
“But none of you resisted. You just let a small Japanese squad of about twenty men slaughter the entire village. They didn’t even tie you up. You just stood there numbly, obediently kneeling and waiting to die.”
Qi An smiled contemptuously: "How ridiculous. You died without any injustice. I would have felt it was pointless to save you."
A group of people were scolded until their faces turned red and their necks bulged, and gradually some of them started to cry.
"Boss, aren't you being a bit too harsh? They've already suffered enough," Ata whispered.
"Hmph, if they remain this numb and indifferent, they'll still die. They've given up on themselves; who are they expecting to save them?"
"If it weren't for that principled young man's deep-seated hatred and resentment, whose spirit found us after death, they would be dead by now, and I wouldn't even have the right to curse them."
Qi An looked disdainful; he hated spineless people the most.
With such a deep-seated hatred, they were willing to die to bite off the flesh of their enemy, yet they remained unmoved?
Ata was speechless.
A mother whose child had just been killed by a Japanese soldier with a bayonet picked up the bayonet from the ground after weeping bitterly.
She gripped the knife tightly with both hands, walked step by step to the Japanese soldier who had killed her child, and with all her might, plunged the knife into the soldier's body.
Her eyes widened, and the numb expression gradually faded, replaced by a devastating hatred.
Pull it out, then stab it back in hard.
Thrust after thrust, everyone watched in disbelief as she riddled the Japanese soldier's body with holes.
It turns out that evil spirits can be killed too; they bleed when stabbed.
Gradually, the second person picked up a bayonet, then the third, the fourth, the fifth...
People finally broke free of their numbness; they remembered their destroyed homes, their murdered relatives, their humiliated wives and sisters, and their children who were skinned alive…
In an instant, cries of anguish filled the air as they slashed their knives fiercely at the evil spirits.
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