As noon approached, Leng Feng was hungry and his heart was pressing against his back. Fortunately, he finally saw a trace of smoke from cooking.

Follow the direction of the smoke from cooking.

Leng Feng came to a foot of a mountain and saw more than a dozen houses, scattered on the surrounding hills.

I took a breath, sat down and took a rest.

The village is not big, very quiet, and it feels like a paradise.

The smoke from cooking stoves means that the village lives in people. He is now hungry and there should be no problem finding a family and asking for a bowl of rice.

When he walked to the entrance of the village, Leng Feng suddenly stopped and suddenly felt something was wrong. At noon, the village was not moving at all, and there was not even a barking sound of a dog.

It's a bit scary.

There seemed to be a trace of blood floating in the humid air.

The closer you get to the village, the stronger the bloodiness becomes.

The first store at the entrance of the village, Leng Feng saw the door was covered in vain, pressed the suspicion in his heart, walked up and pushed the door open, looked in, and a burst of blood rushed to his forehead!

Four corpses lay in the yard, an old man, two children, and a beautiful young woman.

The old man lay on the ground, staring at the door with his eyes full of deep hatred.

The young woman's pants were completely gone, and her lower body was covered in filth. It was obvious that she had been insulted. Judging from the traces, there was more than one person. There was a strong sense of reluctance in her eyes and she died with her eyes open.

The two children, the girl is about five or six years old, wearing a floral cotton jacket, her belly was cut open and her intestines were picked out, and her death was very miserable.

The two-year-old boy died on the edge of a stone mill, bleeding from his seven orifices, and his back of his head was sunken.

Leng Feng also saw the blood on the stone mill, which was terrible.

Who did this at such a cruel murder scene? Leng Feng's face suddenly became solemn.

Inside the house, Leng Feng also saw an old woman, who should be the wife of the old man in the yard, and was also humiliated. She was stabbed in the chest, and the blood dyed the bedding red in the center.

Too cruel!

Leng Feng has never seen dead people, but he has never seen such a cruel and bloody murder scene.

These are all the elderly, women, children and children. How did they do what they have done?

Anger suddenly filled Leng Feng's heart!

This is just the first one at the entrance of the village!

The second one is like this!

The third one is also...

In the entire village, there were 17 households, all of whom died tragically, and none of them lived. The cruel method of murder was outrageous.

"Beast, don't let me Leng Feng find you. I will definitely cut you into pieces!" Leng Feng rushed to his forehead with a mouthful of blood.

Return to the first home at the entrance of the village.

"Damn it, I'll kill you!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded from behind. Leng Feng turned around and saw a young man holding a hatchet in his hand, his face full of hatchet and his eyes were red. He slashed at him with a knife.

"Brother, you misunderstood..."

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding your eight generations of ancestors!" The young man was obviously overwhelmed by hatred and did not listen to Leng Feng's explanation at all.

"Brother, I'm sorry!"

Leng Feng had no choice but to face the person who had lost his mind, he could only take decisive measures, and took the man's wrist and grabbed his hatchet.

The man had not stopped and rushed towards Leng Feng even though he tried his best.

"Stop, I didn't kill anyone!" Leng Feng raised his kick, kicked the man to the ground, and shouted loudly.

The man fell to the ground, was stunned for a moment, suddenly woke up, climbed up, and cried loudly.

"Brother, brother, don't be sad. People cannot be resurrected. Please mourn. You should think about how to avenge them!"

"revenge!"

Hearing these two words, the crying man stopped tears, his fists clenched, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth.

"Ah, Dad, Xiaomei, who killed you? I want to avenge you!"

"Brother, when I arrived in this village, I could still see smoke from cooking. Now it is time for each family to have lunch. I think those executioners should not have gone far..."

The young man got up, rushed over, grabbed the hatchet on the ground and rushed out of the village.

"stop!"

"Do you know who they are, how many, in what direction they are, and, have you not seen how they die?"

The man was stunned for a moment.

Leng Feng said that he didn't think about this at all. When he heard about revenge, his mind became hot and he ignored everything.

"If you want to take revenge, you will listen to me, and you have to eat. Let's get some food to fill your stomach first. Otherwise, even if you find an enemy, you will not have the strength to take revenge." Leng Feng ordered, these people were cruel, and there should be more than one person, and they were only two of them. They were impulsive and lost their lives in vain.

"Can you find these beasts?"

"certainly!"

Leng Feng nodded. If he, the captain of the Dragon Soul Team, could not even make people laugh if he could not even track the most basic thing.

The man's name is Conghu, and he is the only male at the entrance of the village. Yesterday, he went to the market town to buy some daily necessities. Unexpectedly, he encountered heavy rain and could not come back. He stayed at his relative's house in the town for a night before he came back.

Unexpectedly, when I came back, I was separated from my family and gods forever.

After striking and beating, Leng Feng learned that his place was Maoshan, one of the three major blessing places of Taoism.

The time is: December 3, 26th year of the Republic of China.

At this time, the village slaughter time suddenly appeared, Leng Feng's mind lit up.

Judging from the methods of killing people, all of them have military characteristics, so the identity of the slaughtered village is about to emerge.

Japanese army!

Leng Feng found some sweet potatoes and roasted them on fire. He was so hungry that he ate three in one breath. This was the best food he had eaten in his life, not just because he was hungry, but because he was purely natural, which was too few in a thousand years.

Seeing Cong Hu clenched all the sweet potatoes in his hand, Leng Feng sighed in his heart. His mood was understandable when so many relatives left at once.

Thinking of his original mission, in fact, he returned to this era, maybe it was God's will, maybe he should think the other way around. If he changed history, those things would not happen in a thousand years.

"Brother Cong, have some food. We will kill our enemies later. What should you do if you lose your strength?"

After hearing what Leng Feng said, Cong Hu stuffed the sweet potatoes in his hand into his mouth and swallowed them in big mouthfuls.

"Can you shoot a gun?"

Cong Hu nodded, and Leng Feng threw his Hanyang Zao to him: "For you, our opponent has a gun, and you can't beat them with bare hands."

"And you?"

Leng Feng smiled slightly and slapped his waist.

When Cong Hu saw that Leng Feng had a pistol around his waist, he nodded, took the rifle, pulled the bolt, and checked the bolt.

Leng Feng threw a bullet belt over, with about thirty or forty rounds.

After burying the bodies of his relatives, Leng Feng and Cong Hu took some dry food and brought them with him. He had decided that this time, he would go to join the army regardless of whether he could avenge his revenge or not.

Although Cong Hu is already the father of two children, he is not very old and is two years younger than Leng Feng, so Leng Feng became Cong Hu's elder brother unscrupulously.

"Brother Leng, where should we chase?" Cong Hu's most concerned about now is revenge.

"According to my judgment, this group of people is not large, and it should not exceed 30 people. There are horse hoof prints and horse manure at the entrance of the village. This can be used to determine their whereabouts." Leng Feng explained.

Cong Hu nodded.

After leaving the entrance of the village and walking south, Leng Feng saw a pile of fresh horse manure in the grass on the roadside. He bent down and observed carefully, and pointed his hand: "It's this direction."

Cong Hu followed closely behind with a gun and dry food on his back.

From the map, that direction is pointing to Jurong City.
Chapter completed!