Siheyuan, Shazhu: I have both parents in this life

Chapter 10 Traitors are more hateful than ordinary people (please collect and recommend)

He Yuzhu ran wildly in the darkness, the wind cutting his cheeks like a knife, his breathing was rapid and heavy, turning into white mist in the cold air.

I hadn't run far when I heard the sound of chaotic footsteps and rough laughter ahead, which was particularly clear in the silent night.

"Have you heard? The girl today is so pretty. We have to have some fun with her later." A shrill voice came with an obscene smile.

"Hmph, that's right. Working with the Imperial Army won't mean we lose out on benefits." Another voice echoed.

He Yuzhu's heart tightened, and he quietly approached. In the dim light of the snow, he saw several people in detective uniforms surrounding two ordinary soldiers carrying Type 38 rifles, walking towards an alley.

Their words made He Yuzhu's anger surge, and the sense of justice in his heart drove him not to stand idly by.

"We have to dispose of the bodies anyway, so it's the same whether we dispose of one or ten." He Yuzhu gritted his teeth in his heart, and his eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle.

He took a deep breath, calmed his rapid breathing, and then quietly followed the group of people, looking for the opportunity to strike.

When they turned into a narrow and dim alley, He Yuzhu knew that the opportunity had come.

There were high walls on both sides of the alley, blocking the moonlight. Only a few faint rays of light struggled to penetrate, forming patches of shadows. This was the perfect place for him to take action.

He crouched down, like an agile cheetah, quickly moving through the shadows and gradually approaching his target.

When he was only a few steps away from them, He Yuzhu took out two bayonets from the space, exerted force suddenly, kicked his feet, and rushed towards the detective closest to him.

He jumped high and hit the man's back with a "King's Elbow" with tremendous force, and then a bayonet was inserted into the man's neck.

The person who was stabbed only let out a short cry of "Ah" and then fell to the ground with a "thump", and his life or death was unknown.

"Feng Laoqi, what's wrong with you? Why don't you walk carefully? You're so jumpy!" someone shouted.

In response, a bloody bayonet flew towards him and hit him right in the throat. He covered his throat and fell to the ground with the sound of blood spurting out of his neck.

He Yuzhu moved swiftly, like a ghost.

The remaining detectives and soldiers finally reacted and turned around in panic, trying to get a clear look at the attacker.

"Baga! Who is it?" 'Kaka' a young soldier loaded his gun and aimed the muzzle around randomly, but unfortunately it was pitch black all around.

It was a pity that he was aiming upwards. He Yuzhu was too short, so he jumped in front of him, and with a flash of cold bayonet, he stabbed into his jaw and disarmed the soldier.

Because it was too dark, neither the common soldiers nor the traitors dared to shoot, causing them to lose the initiative.

After He Yuzhu dealt with the first little soldier, he rolled and hid in the shadows at the edge of the alley.

Seeing this, another soldier was about to shoot at He Yuzhu who had disappeared, but before he could pull the trigger, a bayonet pierced through his chest all the way to the handle, and the tip of the bayonet came out from his back, and blood foam kept gushing out of the soldier's mouth and nose.

He Yuzhu secretly felt lucky that the alley was too dark and the other party couldn't aim at him.

Seeing the ferocity of the approaching men, the remaining two traitors lost all desire to fight and simply jumped on their bicycles to run. He Yuzhu wouldn't let them get away. He sprinted forward, knocking one over, then pulled out a grenade, swung it at the traitor who was pedaling furiously. With a thud, the fleeing traitor fell to the ground, the unpulled grenade hitting him squarely in the back of the head.

The ground was covered in blood.

"Please spare my life, sir, please spare my life!" The first traitor who was kicked down injured his leg. He didn't dare to draw his gun. This man was too cruel and would not leave anyone alive. He could only beg for mercy.

He Yuzhu stared coldly at the traitor who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, his eyes full of disgust.

He stepped forward, the bayonet in his hand flashing a cold light in the moonlight, and pressed it against the traitor's throat. "You have always been accomplices of the evil and harmed the people. Today is your retribution!" He Yuzhu gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

The traitor was so frightened that he was trembling all over, his face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, mixing with the cold snow water.

However, when he saw that he was a young boy, he wanted to fight him and raised his leg to kick He Yuzhu. He Yuzhu dodged it easily, and his bayonet pierced the traitor's jaw half an inch.

"My dear, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Please spare my life!" When the traitor saw that his sneak attack failed, he rolled his eyes and started crying, his face covered with snot and tears.

"It's too late. A dog will never change its eating shit. You'd better go down and talk to the people you've harmed." As he spoke, the bayonet slowly pierced into the traitor's jaw.

"Ah, spare me, spare me!" The fear and pain made the traitor incontinent. He Yuzhu increased the speed of inserting the bayonet with a look of disgust.

After a few breaths, the traitor fell silent. He Yuzhu walked over to the traitor who had been knocked down by the grenade and finished him off. He then put the traitor and his bicycle into the space.

Then they walked up to the enemies they had just killed one by one and collected all of them, including the people, bicycles and guns.

How is it possible that no one in this alley heard it? In these troubled times, it is better to have less trouble than more. Who knows if meddling in other people's business will lead to death.

After collecting the bodies and belongings, He Yuzhu did not cover up the bloodstains and quickly left the scene.

On the way, he looked at the bicycles in the space and found one without a frame, so he took it out. Who would want to sit with their legs bent when they can ride a bicycle in such a cold day?

20 minutes later, at the entrance of a small alley outside the pseudo police station, He Yuzhu was hiding in the shadows and staring at the gate of the police station.

There was no one patrolling, but there was someone on duty at the booth. However, it was cold, so the police in the booth would not come out at all.

He Yuzhu tried to see if he could manipulate the things put into the space, and unexpectedly it worked. After a few moments, several corpses wearing only shorts and loincloths appeared in the space.

Then He Yuzhu followed the wall to the sentry box, and with a thought, nine white corpses were thrown there. He did not throw out the rickshaw driver's body. Then He Yuzhu ran back to the wall, ran through two alleys, took out his bicycle, and rode it to Nanluoguxiang.

He didn't dare take the main road because there were patrol cars and trucks passing by.

About an hour later, He Yuzhu returned to the gate of No. 95, put away his bicycle, set up a ladder and climbed in through the gate. However, he did not put the ladder back. This trip was too tiring and he just wanted to go back to sleep.

He quietly returned to his own room. The warmth in the room made him sleepy. He used the firelight in the furnace to roughly check if there was any blood on his body. He took off his clothes, hat, scarf, and cotton shoes and put them by the stove to dry. He crawled into bed and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)