Looking into Zhang Cheng's calm, unwavering eyes, Zhao Daming felt a chill run through him. This kid was trying to use someone else to do his dirty work, and also wanted to drag Wang Huanchun and his group of old men down with him!
More than two hundred lives lost!
"Brother, if this gets out, the sky will fall!" Zhao Daming's voice trembled.
Zhang Cheng's smile remained unchanged: "Brother Zhao, don't worry, the sky won't fall."
A dozen minutes later, more than two hundred people from Jin Village, escorted by police officers, set off in a grand procession toward the orchard.
Wang Huanchun, along with several old buddies, had already been waiting at the entrance of the experimental base.
Upon seeing the villagers of Jin Village approaching, Wang Huanchun's face broke into a smile: "Fellow villagers, hurry inside. The sooner we find the Japanese devils, the sooner we can have peace of mind."
One villager couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, what method did you use?"
"Yes, Your Highness, you've never been inside this cave, so how do you know there's something inside that can identify the Japanese soldiers?"
Wang Huanchun laughed heartily: "The blood of the Japanese is different from ours. Back then, which man from the surrounding villages didn't fight the Japanese alongside me, Wang Huanchun? I know this kind of thing."
He paused, then changed the subject: "Besides, if you're upright, you have nothing to fear. If they're not Japanese, what's wrong with going in for a check? Stop dawdling, hurry up!"
The crowd stirred for a moment, but eventually they all squeezed into the dark hole.
Director Yu squinted as he watched the villagers disappear one by one into the cave.
Zhong Te leaned closer and asked, "Director Yu, should we send some men in to maintain order?"
Director Yu glanced at him, his tone inscrutable: "You just stay here and watch."
Zhong Te was taken aback, not understanding what Director Yu meant. With nearly three hundred people going in, who knew how many vicious Japanese soldiers were mixed in? If a conflict broke out during the screening, the consequences would be unimaginable.
But Director Yu knew perfectly well what was going on. From the moment Zhang Cheng said that Wang Huanchun could identify Japanese soldiers in the experimental base, he had vaguely guessed the truth.
However, he had no better solution.
The experimental base was quite spacious, and even with nearly three hundred people entering, it didn't feel crowded.
Old Huang and his men had already entered earlier, scattered deep within the various tunnels, searching for something in the dim light.
Wang Huanchun, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped, turned around abruptly, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed deeply to the dark mass of people behind him: "Fellow villagers, I, Wang Huanchun, am sorry for what I have done!"
He hadn't finished speaking.
From the crowd, a usually taciturn man suddenly let out a sharp, piercing roar in Japanese: "Baka!"
Immediately afterward, another person reacted, his eyes wide with rage: "Wang Huanchun, you old bastard, you want to kill us all here!"
"Jin Yulu! You son of a bitch, you're a real Japanese devil!" someone exclaimed.
The scene instantly descended into chaos.
Wang Huanchun, however, remained in the bowing posture, motionless.
Just then, Old Huang and his men emerged from the various tunnel entrances, their faces bearing a maniacal smile, and smashed the bottles and jars they were carrying onto the ground!
"Clang! Crack!"
The sound of shattering glass echoed jarringly in the deep tunnel.
"Old Zhao! Take it easy on your way to the underworld, your brothers are coming to keep you company! Hahaha!" Old Zhou laughed wildly like an owl.
The liquid flowing from the broken bottle quickly spread a pungent, indescribable odor.
The first few villagers felt a burning pain on their skin, which was instantly covered with blood-red blisters. They let out a shrill scream and fell straight down.
On the fruit mountain.
Zhang Cheng stared intently at the entrance to the experimental base, silently counting in his mind.
One hundred breaths.
The time he had arranged with Wang Huanchun.
"Run! The experimental base has leaked poison gas!" Zhang Cheng suddenly let out a shrill roar, grabbed Zhao Daming's arm beside him, and ran wildly down the mountain without looking back.
As if he had anticipated this scene, Director Yu turned and ran the instant Zhang Cheng shouted, his speed no slower than that of the young man.
Before Zhong Te and the others could fully react, they were also terrified by this sudden turn of events and instinctively followed the crowd down the mountain.
The group dashed down the fruit mountain without stopping, rushing out of Jin Village in one breath.
After running for more than ten minutes, everyone was so tired that they were bent over and holding their knees, panting heavily, before they dared to look back at the fruit mountain.
On the other side of Guoshan, everything was quiet, with no sign of any toxic gas leak.
Director Yu stared at Guoshan, his expression shifting between light and shadow. After a long while, he finally let out a deep sigh: "Those old gentlemen, they were truly righteous!"
Indeed, Wang Huanchun and his group's methods were far too extreme. Among the more than two hundred people in Jin Village, there must be innocent victims.
But to verify each one individually would be an impossible task. Wang Huanchun and his group, in a way, sacrificed their lives to solve the problem once and for all.
Zhao Daming's expression was complicated. He glanced at Zhang Cheng, who was also panting heavily not far away, and his lips moved, but he ultimately did not say anything.
Suddenly!
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