Chapter 9: A Man Should Kill

Two individuals carefully lifted the woman into the car, and then Chu Tiange raised his katana and turned back, beginning to verify each corpse one by one—"I have severed the heads of all of them, ensuring their eternal damnation!"

Ah! The two Japanese individuals who had just awakened fainted again. The remaining three knelt respectfully before Ouyang Yun, one of them saying: "Your Excellency, I know where your companion is being held"

What have I done? When Chu Tiange struck down Ryukawa Shōta with a single blow, he did not feel nauseated nor was he overwhelmed with joy; instead, he stood there in a daze

Ouyang Yun glanced at the unwilling head on the cherry blossom tree and smiled, saying in Japanese: "The cherry blossoms are beautiful, but some people are destined to be unable to reincarnate." She then turned and walked towards the standing Japanese man

It is evident that it is much stronger than the first time I saw it. Ouyang Yun deliberately spoke very casually

Who is Rukawa Masaki? He is a top swordsman in Japan who was received by the Emperor. With a single strike of his full strength, the one he stabbed remained unharmed, while he lost his head instead

Including Akio Hirano, the faces of all the Japanese people turned extremely pale, and the two guys who were already feeling nauseous fainted directly—who is Masaki Ryukawa? A top expert ranked among the top three in the Black Dragon Society, yet he inexplicably lost his head—fear spread among them like a plague.

Elder brother, um, who is that certain person?

It is hard to say

Hirano Akio then understood the meaning of his earlier words, and his expression changed involuntarily—what was referred to as the donation money was all stolen or robbed... In any case, it was not obtained through legitimate means

Elder brother, do you really believe that there are ghosts in this world

Chutian Ge does not understand: "What is this for?"

Damn it, why can't we treat Japanese people as human beings

In a matter-of-fact manner, Rukawa Sakuragi's martial skills surpass those of Ouyang Yun, and the latter's victory is not justified. Initially, Ouyang Yun did not intend to take advantage of his bulletproof vest; the intense fighting forced him to concentrate fully, leaving him no time to consider such matters. Honestly speaking, when Rukawa's sharp blade pierced his abdomen, the pain was intense, reminiscent of the feeling he experienced a year ago when he was stabbed by someone. Like a startled bird, a chill ran through his heart, and he thought he was going to die

"Elder brother, are we really going to let these Japanese people go?" After tying up the four remaining Japanese individuals, Chu Tiange asked. After having killed Rukawa Shōta, he was exuding a strong aura of killing intent, which made his voice sound much more masculine.

How can this be practiced

"You are also from the Blue Shirt Society, aren't you?" Feeling a sense of confidence with some capital in hand, Akio Hirano became much calmer and began to use honorifics when addressing Ouyang Yun

"Then don't get married. At your current state, even if the little devils turned into ghosts, they would only take a detour upon seeing you, hehe! We have already killed the living, so why fear the ghosts? You little brat, don't make me look down on you!"

Hirano Akio looked at Ouyang Yun, then glanced at the Japanese subordinates beside him. His eyes suddenly became clear, and he raised his right hand, placing the gun's muzzle in his mouth—"Your Majesty the Emperor!—Bang!"

What they did not expect was that the seemingly extinct black dragon's secret stronghold would soon see a girl wearing a wide-brimmed hat emerge from the cellar shortly after they left

Not only he, but even the Japanese were all stunned. Many people had their mouths agape, their cheers still echoing, maintaining a posture as if they were about to leap like fish, still unable to believe that the scene before them was real

"Well done." Ouyang Yun then began rummaging through Akio Hiranoya's bedroom, uncovering a large number of confidential documents. He selected a few marked as "Top Secret" and scattered the rest all over the yard

"So where does your so-called 'donation' come from?" Ouyang Yun squinted her eyes and sneered, "Don't tell me it's voluntarily contributed by the Chinese people!"

If you are willing to hand over that "donation" and guarantee that you will not harm us, I will let you take that woman with you

Expose their evidence, we did not indiscriminately kill innocent people, all these Japanese are spies

Zhang Yimou, I have not heard of him, but I like this poem

His words were particularly harsh, striking at the Achilles' heel of the Japanese on the other side—Japanese people are not afraid of death, but they fear beheading. In their belief system, if one is beheaded, it equates to the loss of the soul, thereby losing the opportunity for reincarnation, which is tantamount to being forsaken by Amaterasu.

That is our way of showing respect to the Emperor, sir

Ouyang Yun did not express a clear opinion

The Tokyo Massacre ! ?

With role models, apart from Hirano Akio, there were three other individuals who discarded their weapons and knelt in surrender, while the rest of the Japanese committed seppuku, vividly demonstrating the essence of Bushido before Ouyang Yun and Chu Tiange

Pfft! Ouyang Yun was expressing his feelings, and Chu Tiange couldn't help but laugh. The scene was too comical; Ouyang Yun was quite the character. Just a moment ago, he had terrified someone to the point of panic, and now he was casually chatting and even inquiring about their family matters. Alas, these are the Japanese devils!

Ouyang Yun took in the expressions of those around him, a smile rising in his heart—these people, perhaps living, hold more value for the cause of resisting Japan than dying in it, to set an example! He slowly walked towards the nearby cherry blossoms, plucked one and brought it to his nose to smell, saying: "What beautiful cherry blossoms! In Japan, there seem to be even more cherry blossoms, right? Your families might be waiting anxiously under the cherry trees in front and behind their homes, wondering, where is the father of the children, why hasn't my child returned yet?"

Chutian Ge chuckled and suddenly remembered something, asking: "Elder brother, what type of hard qigong are you practicing? It's quite impressive!"

He coldly said to Chu Tiange: "Search thoroughly, leave no one behind"

Oh, so you are a businessman now

Ouyang Yun once again became impervious to blades and bullets, and then he seemingly casually waved his broken sword, causing the two large heads of the Japanese men to fall to the ground.

It was precisely because of a momentary daze that, after Ryukawa was beheaded by Chu Tiange, he did not display the usual arrogance of an invulnerable warrior as seen in martial arts films. It was not until Chu Tiange posed a question that he came to his senses, using the broken blade to deflect Ryukawa's sharp weapon, almost contemptuously pushing his opponent down. Then, he leaped up, completely ignoring the two swords thrusting towards him, patted Chu Tiange on the shoulder, and loudly said: "Of course it was you who killed him, thank you for saving me!"

Not only Rukawa held this doubt, but Hirano Akio could also be counted among them—truly worthy of being the head of the Black Dragon Society in Beiping, with nerves of steel. He immediately drew his pistol, ready to aim and shoot, but was blocked from view by Rukawa's two most favored disciples. In perfect unison, they shouted loudly, one on the left and one on the right, lunging with their knives towards the abdomen of the just-standing Ouyang Yun—it was evident that they did not believe in this superstition, nor did they believe that Ouyang Yun was truly invulnerable to blades and bullets.

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Ha! Ouyang Yun laughed and gave him a slap on the back, "Kid, you are better than me!"

The Japanese man was completely stunned, as Akio Hirano aimed a pistol at him, his hand trembling: This Chinese man seems truly invulnerable, so is the bullet effective against him? Looking at his smiling face, seemingly indifferent, it was clear that he was not afraid

No! I do not want to be beheaded!" A Japanese boy, who appeared to be just a child, screamed as he reversed the blade and plunged it into his abdomen, then pulled it sideways, dying in excruciating pain, drenched in sweat.

Hello

Bai Liusu had a total of eighteen wounds on her body, both forearms completely severed, and seven brands on her body, one of which was on her left breast. A man does not easily shed tears; Ouyang Yun could not recall how long it had been since he last cried. He once thought he had forgotten this skill, but upon witnessing her tragic state, he realized that tears do not require a prelude or preparation; they began to flow down as soon as his nose tinged with sorrow. The struggle was truly brutal; even though he had experienced gunfire and bullets in the past, Ouyang Yun had to admit that what he encountered in the twenty-first century could be considered a war of civilized people. A man does not easily shed tears; Ouyang Yun could not recall how long it had been since he last cried. He once thought he had forgotten this skill, but upon witnessing her tragic state, he realized that tears do not require a prelude or preparation; they began to flow down as soon as his nose tinged with sorrow. The struggle was truly brutal; even though he had experienced gunfire and bullets in the past, Ouyang Yun had to admit that what he encountered in the twenty-first century could be considered a war of civilized people. If she were not a woman of no salt, he could not imagine what other tragedies might befall her.

Chutian Ge sat in the chair beside him, and at that moment, he felt a sense of dread. "I killed the Japanese!" he murmured softly, "I chopped off their heads!" His expression was somewhat dazed

Confirming that there are no living people left in the yard, under the suggestion of Chu Tiange, Ouyang Yun started the car and headed to Peking Union Medical College Hospital

Ouyang Yun and Chu Tiange looked at all of this and couldn't help but feel it was absurd and regrettable. Chopping off the heads of the Japanese was a thrilling sensation, but these Japanese refused to give them the opportunity. Ouyang Yun recalled the great victory at Xifengkou and began to understand the reason why the 29th Army could intimidate the enemy. When the broadsword was swung towards the heads of the Japanese devils, would the Japanese abandon their original assassination moves and turn to protect their necks in order to avoid losing their heads?

That is so damn cruel

"Ghost? What are you thinking?" Ouyang Yun laughed, sincerely, "So what if there are ghosts? Isn't there a poem that says—killing one is a crime, killing ten thousand is a hero; if you kill nine hundred thousand, you are the hero of heroes. Should the Japanese devils be killed?"

Without his head, Rukawa Sakuragi still maintained the posture of a downward thrust. His head, however, had flown off and landed on a nearby cherry blossom tree, his eyes wide open, the colors of doubt still lingering within them. His mouth slightly ajar, as if still questioning: How is this possible? Despite exerting all his strength in the thrust, he had failed to pierce the soft abdomen of his opponent. Could it be that this Chinese man is invulnerable to blades and bullets?

Chutian Ge was brought back to his senses by his call, and he saw that two Japanese men had already stabbed him in the abdomen, causing him to cry out in alarm: "Be careful!" He swung his knife around, just about to strike at the two men—yet the scene that unfolded next left him once again in a state of shock

Akio Hirano felt a flush of blood rise to his face as he recalled the reckless fighting style of that Chinese woman. He realized that it bore a striking resemblance to the methods of this man, sending a shiver down his spine and instilling a sense of powerlessness within him. If all Chinese people possessed such courage, could a small place like Japan, with its limited population, truly achieve the grand co-prosperity of Asia? For the first time, he found himself questioning his beliefs. If all Chinese people possessed such courage, could a small place like Japan, with its limited population, truly achieve the grand co-prosperity of Asia? For the first time, he found himself questioning his beliefs

Seeing the corpses scattered throughout the courtyard, her face turned pale, yet her gaze became icy. "Lan Yi She, Ouyang Yun, Chu Tiange!" she whispered, deeply engraving the names of the two Chinese men in her heart. Cautiously, she approached the door, turned around, and bowed deeply, silently vowing: "Warriors of the Emperor, I will avenge you." With her lips pressed tightly together, she resolutely departed.

Ouyang Yun's statement sounded quite abrupt to Hirano Akio, and he responded with some astonishment: "I am a samurai of the Emperor, I do not engage in business"

Ouyang Yun remained silent

Chutian Ge scratched his head and smiled foolishly

Chutian Ge scratched his head and said, "Are there good people among the Japanese?"

Indeed, he knows how to "raise the price after sitting down and return the money after falling down." In this situation, Ouyang Yun is unsure whether to admire this Japanese man or to pity him—"A donation?"

Forget it, let's talk about it outside

It must be killed

Chutian Ge gritted his teeth and replied: "Not a single chicken or dog will be left!" Even more ruthless than him

Ouyang Yun shot him a glare, the corners of her mouth curling up, yet she also wanted to laugh. What was she doing? Did she really think of herself as a saint? Haha! Well, she should be a bit more serious; otherwise, the emotional performance from earlier would be in vain. She straightened her face and cast a cold glance at the Japanese, seeing their dazed expressions, she felt it was quite clever and said: "Originally, I wanted to kill everyone here, but now I have decided to give you a chance—hand over my companions and leave Beiping."

Ironically, the Bushido code originally esteemed loyalty, honor, and a fearless attitude towards death, yet the reason these Japanese individuals act this way seems to stem from a fear of losing their heads—superstition can be deadly

Ouyang Yun's gaze fell upon his left hand and asked, "Your hand was injured by my partner, wasn't it?"

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Ouyang Yun originally did intend to spare the remaining Japanese, but upon witnessing the tragic state of Bai Liusu, he could not contain the fury within him. In a fit of rage, he and Chu Tiange each took action, severing four heads, including those of two Japanese women.

On that day, it is possible that I will also carry out a Tokyo massacre

Ouyang Yun rolled her eyes

In the corridor outside the operating room of Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Ouyang Yun was squatting against the wall, playing with a cigarette in his right hand. Beside him, leaning against the wall, was Rukawa Masaki's katana.

Hirano Akio's face was ashen, the gun raised and then lowered. The Chinese man across from him, impervious to bullets, continued to smile wickedly, seemingly unafraid of the gunfire. "A devil, a true devil!" he thought, forcing himself to remain calm, gritting his teeth as he said, "That woman is still alive."

Diamond Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt and ... ... ! ''

Ouyang Yun had noticed his abnormal behavior early on, but he had not said anything. Before joining the special forces, he had a similar experience, but it was merely executing a death row inmate as a military police officer, resulting in him vomiting for an entire day, even bringing up a considerable amount of bile. This was also Chu Tiange's first time killing someone, and he did it directly with a knife, decapitating more than one person; his performance was far superior to Ouyang's. Given time, he would undoubtedly become a qualified special forces soldier. A couplet of poetry surfaced in his mind, and he patted Chu Tiange's hand, casually reciting: "A man should kill, leaving no trace for a thousand miles! Killing the little devils is a meritorious deed, kid, you are doing great!"

Ouyang Yun also smiled. Gu Xiaomo, a top psychological intervention expert from the special forces brigade, specifically guided him, and it indeed worked on Chu Tiange, this new recruit. Thinking of Gu Xiaomo and the comrades from the special forces brigade, he let out a deep sigh. At that time, he was always the one receiving intervention, which he had once resisted, but now that he began to intervene with others, he realized how fortunate it was to be the one receiving intervention—heavy burdens were shared by comrades, there were comrades watching his back, and he only needed to focus on completing the mission. Such a simple life was truly blissful!

Chutian Ge forced a smile, her complexion looking very poor, and she said in a low voice: "This is my first time"

A certain child, a strategist, is Zhang Yimou, a poet

Quickly take me there

I understand. Ouyang Yun took two steps forward, and the three kneeling Japanese men were so frightened that they huddled together, trembling all over. The dispute between the Black Dragon Society and the Blue Clothes Society should have been caused by that sum of money. If the Japanese still wanted to reclaim it, they would definitely not take Bai Liusu's life.