In a Japanese-style building, an old man wearing a traditional kimono, with gray hair but a straight posture, was sternly lecturing a seven or eight-year-old child.

"Kill it!"

The little boy was so aggrieved that he couldn't help crying. He looked up at the old man and begged with a slight cry.

"No, grandpa, please, let it go!"

"A Jing, you have to know that this is a world where the weak eat the strong. If you don't even dare to kill a dog, how will you go to the battlefield to kill the enemy in the future?"

Although the old man has aged, his eyes are still as sharp as a wolf and his voice is still sonorous and powerful.

From his upright standing posture, it is not difficult to see that this old man must have been a JUN person in the past.

bass!

The old man pulled out the short knife slung at his waist, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura.

Dogs understand human nature and seem to know that their lives are being threatened. They struggle to jump out of their little master's arms and run away.

Whoosh!

The old man's hand looked very thin, but it was unusually steady, and he threw the dagger like a flying knife.

Woo-woo!

The milky-white pug was nailed to the wooden board with a knife and let out bursts of painful screams.

"woo woo woo woo……"

The dog barked intermittently, getting lower and lower.

The child fell in front of the dog, shoulders shaking violently, holding his face in his hands, and howling.

"Xiaobai...Xiaobai...don't want to die!"

The way the child cries and sheds tears looks very useless to the old man!

A man should stand upright when he is born in this world. How can he cry like a woman?

The old man walked up to the child with his chest straight, took out the scabbard on his waist, and greeted the child fiercely.

Bang!

The child's body was too thin, so he was knocked down to the floor by the old man with a stick. The child let out a painful groan, then turned his head and looked at the old man with hatred, his eyes full of malice.

"Don't look at me like that!"

The hatred and malice in his grandson's eyes deeply hurt the old man's heart. He looked at the child with eyes that were full of hatred.

"One day, you will definitely be grateful to me!"

At this moment, a man with a resolute face and bright eyes, wearing a gray and white Chinese tunic suit, appeared in the yard.

"Kazuo Yamamoto, I haven't seen you for decades, but you still haven't changed."

Hearing this unusually familiar voice, the old man trembled and slowly turned his head, recognizing the identity of the person at a glance.

Kuang Guohua!

The captain of the guerrillas in the XX mountainous area, his lifelong enemy.

Even if the other party turns into ashes, he can still recognize it!

However, when he saw the hair of the man in Mao suit, his heart trembled.

How can it be!

How could he be so young?

This hair is so black and thick!

How could he not have aged at all after decades?

Standing on the wooden corridor, Yamamoto Kazuo actually came down, stared at Kuang Guohua with sharp eyes, and uttered a harsh sentence.

"You haven't changed either."

Under the moonlight, the two stood quietly, staring at each other. Yamamoto Kazuo's eyes were more filled with hatred, while Kuang Guohua's eyes were much more complicated.

There is hatred, lamentation, exclamation, and pity.

In this world, the people who know you best are often your enemies. The pity and sympathy in Kuang Guohua's eyes undoubtedly stimulated Kazuo Yamamoto.

"kill!"

Kazuo Yamamoto pulled out another long knife from his waist, made a roar, and rushed towards Kuang Guohua with the knife.

At this moment, he seemed to be back on the raging battlefield. He was holding a knife and charging towards the enemy.

Kuang Guohua looked at his old rival with a calm expression. The gap between the two was like a bicycle and a rocket. They were as different as heaven and earth.

Even if the opponent's charge didn't stagger like an old man, in his eyes, it still seemed like slow motion.

slow!

too slow!

He could avoid this weak blow with just a slight dodge.

But he didn't want to hide.

The purpose of his coming here today is to destroy the other party's pride and let him clearly understand the gap between the two.

Then, kill him again!

He came today to avenge the innocent people who were brutally murdered by Yamamoto Kazuo!

eye for eye!

Not only does he want to kill people, he also wants to kill people!

Poof!

The sharp blade instantly pierced Kuang Guohua's heart. Yamamoto Kazuo looked at his old rival proudly and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha!"

Roar!

Kuang Guohua let out a shocking roar, revealed his zombie form, and looked at Kazuo Yamamoto coldly.

"Is it fun?"

After saying that, he grabbed the blade of the knife that had penetrated his body and pushed the knife out of his body effortlessly.

"What?"

Yamamoto Kazuo lowered his head and glanced at the snow-white blade. There was not a drop of blood on the blade!

Then he raised his head and looked at Kuang Guohua, his old rival, with an expression of disbelief.

"how come?"

After being stunned for a moment, Yamamoto Kazuo suddenly burst into laughter.

"Ha ha!"

"I see!"

"So you are a monster!"

"monster!"

"You turned into an immortal monster!"

After laughing for a while, Yamamoto Kazuo narrowed his eyes and looked at Kuang Guohua with a bit of mockery in his eyes.

"Although I can't kill you, there is one thing you can't do compared to me!"

"I will definitely die before you!"

"I won this round!"

After leaving these words, Yamamoto Kazuo turned around proudly, walked to a corner of the yard, faced the southwest, where the emperor was, and knelt down. He lowered his head and stroked the snow-white forehead with the corner of his clothes.

Blade.

However, he turned the blade and committed seppuku.

"I won!"

Kuang Guohua stood calmly, watching everything that happened in front of him.

This invader who was full of JG doctrine is finally dead!

After taking one last look at the old man kneeling on the ground, Kuang Guohua turned around and left.

Kazuo Yamamoto is dead, it’s time to go to the next stop!

One of these invaders, whose hands are stained with the blood of innocent people and who have escaped punishment and trial, should all die!

God won't let you down!

He takes it!
To be continued...