C100

Chapter 100 - Holocaust

That night was the sleepless night for all the Chinese, and it was also the bloody night in their memories. From noon onwards, a terrifying rumor spread through the city that the Japanese was about to kill Chinese people. At the beginning, people were skeptical, but after the common people on the streets mysteriously disappeared, and the pubs, brothels, and casino began to close, the hearts of the entire city began to turn cold.

In the commercial district near the dock, the famous grain merchant Boss Mi Ba was in a constant state of panic. He hid with his wife and children in the grain depot, kowtowing to the worker as if he was praying for them to get through this calamity.

Time passed minute after minute, and Naha Harbor was still as silent as death. Boss Mi secretly peeked around the door and peeked outside, but he did not find any Japanese.

He saw that not far from him, countless figures drilled out from a warehouse belonging to the Japanese. Just from their clothes and the Katana at their waists, he could tell who they were: the Japanese Rangers.

Boss Mi was so shocked that he almost cried out, but luckily the shop assistant beside him blocked his mouth. In their line of sight, the group of Japanese s were currently pouring something onto their own warehouse, and immediately following that, a fire was lit and thrown into the warehouse. When the raging flames lit up, the group of Japanese Rangers roared loudly.

"Fire …" The people of Qing had set fire to the people of Qing … They wanted to kill all of Japanese … All Japanese s take up weapons to protect themselves … " The group of scoundrels started framing their family again. They continuously poured fire oil on their warehouse while the other waves started attacking all over the place, specifically seeking out Chinese people to smash their stores.

"Eight …" Smash this door, pull out these Chinese people, and let them open their chests to apologize... " The heavy wooden door was kicked open, and the screaming Chinese people were dragged out of the house by their hair. Anyone who dared to go up and resist would be stabbed.

Boss Mi's fist had already been stuffed into his mouth, his teeth had already bitten the back of his hand, he was so scared that even tears were flowing out of his eyes. Boss Wang who was stabbed to death was walking on the dock with him early in the morning, but he had already turned into a corpse as he stared blankly at the night sky.

Boss Wang's daughter's clothes had already been torn apart, a few people rushed over to vent their anger, the girl's mournful wails made the group of beasts even more excited.

Suddenly, the girl opened her mouth and bit onto the prodigal's throat, tearing at it with all her might. The prodigal cried out in pain as he took out a knife and cut open the girl's stomach. Eight! Qing Guo Nu, go to hell … " The injured man hacked at the dead body again and again. Soon, the dead body of the little girl had turned into a pile of rotten meat.

The scene of the violence at the corner of the street was just a reflection of the chaos in Ba'e. Currently, the thousands of people that E Balang had formed in Ba'e City had already gone completely mad.

E Balang led the largest group of people and rushed into the most prosperous commercial district to begin looting those hardworking Chinese merchants.

"Hahaha, speed, speed, everyone increase your speed, kill these annoying Qing Guo Nu, and take their money away from them … "Didn't you guys not pay the protection fee? You don't need to pay anymore, we'll take it ourselves …"

Gold, Silver, Jewelry Jade, Pearl Agate... The hundreds of years of accumulation by the Chinese had all been forcibly released during this night, and the light emitted by the pearl treasure had even surpassed that of the flames.

E Balang and the others had already gone mad, the wealth of China was unimaginable. These Chinese who had emigrated from the Ming Dynasty not only had the hardworking and tenacious Japanese citizens, but also the cultural background and intellect that the Japanese did not have. The proportion of these Chinese being educated is simply too high, which gives them a natural advantage in business.

Not only that, these Chinese people also had a bloodline connection with the wealthy and prosperous mainland, which allowed them to easily obtain good stuff that was unimaginable to the Japanese and the Ryukyu. Since the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, when the Naha Harbor's business advantage began to show, more than half of the port's wealth was created by the Chinese.

To put it bluntly, it was the hundreds of years of Chinese tax revenue that nourished the Ryukyu Kingdom and the Japanese Shimadzu Family. However, these thugs didn't feel the slightest bit of gratitude.

"Burn them all, rob them all, kill them all …" In any case, these slave-like Chinese will come back in a few years, Qing Guo Nu, you Qing Guo Nu … "

The tyrants were burning, the Chinese were crying bitterly, the streets were filled with Chinese fleeing for their lives, and at this moment, the 100,000 Chinese were like headless flies that were scurrying all over the place.

Boss Mi no longer dared to hide in the rice barn. This area had already been turned into a sea of flames and his own granary had also been set ablaze.

Boss Mi staggered along with his wife and children and the shop assistant through the alleyway. He also didn't know where he should escape to. To the Shouli City? The King of the Glazed Ball dares to interfere with the Japanese? To find the great man from Qing? His dozens of subordinates were not even enough to cover the gaps in Japanese's teeth.

"Boss, where are we going?" The shop assistants were all sobbing.

"Go, go to the forest at the back of the mountain. Hide for a few days first. Sooner or later, these madmen will not be able to kill us all …" Boss Mi wiped his tears, carried his son and rushed forward.

Maybe it was under the protection of the ancestors of the Boss Mi that they did not meet any raiders even after running away for three streets. As Boss Mi chanted buddhist chants in his heart, he looked at the chaos in the city and could not figure it out. Why do we Chinese pay the most taxes, get blacklisted the most protection fees, never stick our heads out of trouble, always actively avoid trouble.

Why do we end up like this after hundreds of years of kindness? Listen to all the Qing Guo Nu in the city shouting, look at the fresh blood below your feet and those broken corpses, Boss Mi will never be able to understand this logic. Only tears flowed silently.

The blessing of the ancestors had always been exhausted. Just as Boss Mi was about to pass through the fifth alley and see the path to the mountain, more than ten red-eyed slayers suddenly jumped out from a Chinese house. Smoke had already started coming out from that house.

"Eight …" Here is the Qing Guo Nu, and there's also the flower lady … " When the lackeys saw the Boss Mi and the rest, their eyes lit up, "Wearing silk! "This is a rich person …" With that, he rushed forward while screaming.

The little fellow was so scared that his legs went soft. He turned his head and wanted to escape, but when he looked back, he saw that there were actually three Japanese s on the way. Boss Mi knelt on the ground and took out handfuls of silver from his robes and threw it out.

"I beg you to let me go, I'll give you all the money I have. As long as you let me go, I'll thank you even if I ruin my family. I'll give you all even more money …" After saying that, he kowtowed.

When Boss Mi saw the chance to jump up, he wanted to escape. However, how could he, who lived like a prince, escape from these professional killing maniacs? With just one kick, he was kicked to the corner of the wall.

"Octagon Annihilation, you dare to use money to tease me … Eh? "The woman behind you is really pretty, hurry up and come out …" The lackey who was drawing his blade grabbed Boss Mi's concubine and tore half of his sleeve.

"Master save me! Master save me …" The woman struggled desperately as she was pressed to the ground.

"My lord, my lords, please let us go, I'll give you money, I'll give you money …" Boss Mi had no other choice but to kowtow. However, these beasts had already lost their humanity. They wanted money, they wanted to kill them, and women couldn't be forgiven.

The adults were wailing, and the children were crying bitterly. Even the blood-colored moon couldn't bear to watch this tragedy unfold. The clouds that surrounded them covered her face.

Maybe the pleas of the people of Boss Mi had bored the people of the Waves Clan, so one of the thug raised his Katana and shouted, "Eight-eight! "So noisy …" With a flash of the blade, he chopped towards the Boss Mi's neck.

Right at this moment, a clear explosion sounded out, followed by the sound of Katana dropping to the ground. The wave people turned around and saw a bullet hole in the forehead of the wave person holding the saber was bleeding out, and soon after, the corpse collapsed onto the ground.

"Those that are Chinese, do it with them …" A group of people rushed out from the corner of the street. Although there were only 30 or so people, they were able to charge forward like a magnificent army of thousands.

The one in the lead was a short-haired young man. The revolver in his hands emitted a ghostly light, and as he ran, he shouted excitedly, "Damn right, OneHeadShotWithoutExplanation..." Fellow villagers, do it with these animals! "Killing one is enough, killing two to earn another …"

The Boss Mi and the group of pagans were dumbfounded, but when they saw the sturdy man carrying a flag behind the young man, they felt as if their hearts had fallen into hell, and the Chinese were all on the verge of tears.

"Xiao Letian! It's Xiao Letian … " There was hope in the shouts of the Chinese, and despair in the cries of the Japanese.

"Kill these beasts!" Xiang Shaolong who was on his back while recognizing the flag shouted. Behind him, the 30 most powerful Green Forest experts surged forward like a tide.

Boss Mi was crying so hard that he couldn't even speak. The scene in front of his eyes was something he would never forget for the rest of his life. The ground was filled with jumping American high-legged military boot, Spencer Gun spewed fire and blood splashed out from beneath the bright steel blade. Japanese Rangers, who had been arrogant a moment ago, turned into a pile of corpses in the blink of an eye, while the remaining two quick scampered people ran, screaming in pain.

"Xiao Letian, the Lord of Home Country has come to save us …." The black and white banners were fluttering in the sea breeze. The three words Xiao Letian seemed to have magic within it, it made people feel at ease.

"Fellow villagers, follow us, we'll lead you guys out of the siege …" "What's going on? How can a hundred thousand Chinese people run away like ducks without any resistance at all?"

At this time, the Boss Mi had gathered up his courage and picked up the two Katana s from the pool of blood. He stuffed them into the servant's hands: "Let's go, follow the lord of the Home Country and charge forth, even if we have to die, we have to drag them down with us …"

A soldier patted Boss Mi on the shoulder. "That's right, our top 100,000 Chinese can kill all of Japanese even if we were to perish together. Why don't we do it with them …"

At this time, Xiao Letian's resounding voice came from the front, "Those who commit crimes against the strong must be killed! "Kill these beasts …" In front of them, a group of hundred people from the Japanese Rangers were gathering. The shining Katana s formed a steel forest, and they were pressuring Xiao Letian and the others with orderly steps.

"That is the leader of the Qing Guo Nu … Get His Head... Duck! "