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438. Chapter 438 Twenty-six million three hundred and twenty thousand

Looking at Yan Fenghuo holding the grenade, Hexiang just nodded lightly, continued walking forward, and said lightly: "The stab is in my hand."

Upon hearing this, Yan Fenghuo was stunned for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Impossible!"

However, Hexiang ignored him and quickly walked out of the Metropolitan Police Department with his people, got into the off-road vehicle and left quickly.

They came to rescue Yan Fenghuo, but they left Yan Fenghuo here after the rescue. It seemed that they were only responsible for the rescue, not taking him away after the rescue.

Now it was Yan Fenghuo's turn to be anxious, holding a grenade and not knowing what to do.

"Damn! A bunch of lunatics!" Yan Fenghuo cursed, got into a police car and rushed out.

Support troops have arrived quickly, and even armed helicopters have been dispatched.

The Metropolitan Police Department was violently robbed. This was a quite big incident, something the Japanese government had never seen in decades. This was a loud slap in the face to the Japanese government, which made the corners of the mouth crooked.

Under such circumstances, how could they give up?

The Self-Defense Forces and the police came from all over to deal with this incident.

A huge buzzing sound resounded above his head, and Yan Fenghuo was stared at by two armed helicopters, unable to get rid of him no matter what.

In the city, armed helicopters are the biggest overlords, controlling the air and equivalent to a death sentence.

"Warning, stop immediately, otherwise I will use force." A warning voice came from the helicopter.

Two helicopters, one on the left and one on the right, were behind Yan Fenghuo, with all weapons operating systems locked on him, ready to attack at any time.

"Attack! Attack!" Yan Fenghuo roared, turning the front of the car and rushing directly towards the busiest road.

The road is full of pedestrians and vehicles, and it is extremely dense. If force is used in such a place, it will inevitably cause civilian casualties and trigger regional chaos. Neither the Japanese police, troops, nor the Japanese government dare to risk such a world.

How shameless.

Violent law enforcement is okay, but casualty of civilians is not.

The police cars shuttled forward at the fastest speed, and Yan Fenghuo specially selected the place with the most people to get in. This was his only guarantee, using the lives of Japanese people to ensure his own life.

Under the rampage, countless vehicles were forced to brake suddenly, and panicked citizens fled. Armed helicopters chased the vehicles. This scene only appears in movies. When it appears in the movie, it is exciting, but when it occurs in reality, it is panic.

"boom!"

Yan Fenghuo stepped on the accelerator, drove the car to a pedestrian street, and drove into the crowd of people without caring.

"Bang!"

A pedestrian who couldn't dodge was knocked out and lying on the street.

The car was shaken and slid sideways. The moment it swung its tail, it hit several pedestrians again.

After a pause, the car roared forward again under the control of Yan Fenghuo, just like driving a bumper car, knocking down a large area.

Pedestrians were knocked away, blood was flowing, and the entire pedestrian street was in complete chaos. Everyone was rushing to escape, but there were too many people. Some people fled to the east, and some fled to the west, and they were crowded.

They are crowded together, bumping into each other, squeezing, and becoming a bunch of headless flies.

The armed helicopters never dared to fire on Yan Fenghuo, and even said that there was nothing they could do about the guy who was rampaging on the ground and taking human life lightly. They could launch missiles, but they had to consider how many innocent citizens would be killed by the missile explosion.

They couldn't bear this kind of public opinion, so they could only stare at it and keep asking their superiors to send ground troops.

Seemingly aware of the taboo against armed helicopters, Yan Fenghuo stretched out his right hand from the car window, made a fierce gesture with his middle finger, and drove into a store.

"boom!"

"Wow..."

The clean floor-to-ceiling windows were hit, and countless broken glass like bead curtains flowed outward in an explosive manner.

This was a restaurant. The car that rushed in knocked all the people at the table to the ground and crushed them hard the moment it turned.

"ah!……"

"Help!!!……"

"..."

The painful cry came out, but it did not stop Yan Fenghuo's behavior. He didn't care about the life or death of these Japanese, because the life and death of the Japanese had nothing to do with him. Not only did it have nothing to do with him, he was more willing to help kill him without any guilt.

Sensitivity, even for pregnant women or children.

In his eyes, one cannot treat the Japanese with any remaining humanity or reason, even though this will be condemned by so-called civilization.

Is condemnation useful? Condemnation is the most outstanding sign of weakness.

In the eyes of retaliators, civilization is hypocritical.

Yan Fenghuo rushed in without stopping. He excitedly drove his car through the restaurant, specifically picking places with people to hit him.

In an instant, the restaurant turned into a mess, with cries and pleas filling the air.

This is intentional homicide, an intentional homicide targeting civilians. Yan Fenghuo should not have done it. What he should have killed were Japanese policemen, Japanese Self-Defense Forces soldiers, senior Japanese government officials, etc. But he did it, and now he

You can totally call him a perverted murderer.

It's a pity that Yan Fenghuo is a complete self-centered terrorist. In the past, he was in the army and had to be suppressed. Now that he has changed his job, he is an idle person without discipline.

"squeak!"

The police car stopped. Yan Fenghuo opened the door and stepped out. He held a grenade and shouted at the people in the restaurant: "Everyone who can walk, get out."

Needless to say, all those who had their legs and legs intact ran out, leaving only some injured people. There were about ten of these people, well, ten or so was enough.

Yan Fenghuo rushed into the restaurant operation room as quickly as possible, walked out carrying two liquefied gas tanks, and then tied up all the wounded with the liquefied gas tanks.

Ground troops will arrive soon, and Yan Fenghuo must create a way to ensure his survival and escape smoothly.

"Don't move!" Yan Fenghuo put his finger on his lips, warning the wounded who were tied together not to move.

He opened some liquefied gas valves, found the power box, pulled out one end of the neutral wire and tied it to the valve mouth, then pulled off the gate, pulled out the live wire and tied it with the neutral wire.

After doing this, he disassembled the power control box, pulled out the two wires of the main power supply, connected the two iron pieces, placed one end on the base of the power box, the other end in the air, and then fixed a paper cup on the iron piece in the air.

Finally, a cup filled with water is placed on the top of the control box, and a small hole is punched out to let the clean water fall into the empty cup drop by drop.

When the empty cup is filled with less than half a cup of water, the live wire above it will be pressed down, collide with the neutral wire connector, and the power will be turned on. The main switch will turn on the power, and the live wire and neutral wire connecting the liquefied gas tank will be energized.

The sparks that appear when electricity is turned on instantly turn the liquefied gas tank into a bomb.

"Don't move." Yan Fenghuo said with a smile: "Now it depends on the ability of your Japanese troops. Whether they can complete your rescue within ten minutes."

"Tick tock! Tick tock!..."

The water drops in the empty cup make a strong sound, and the cup that begins to store water gradually gains weight, pressing down bit by bit.

Yan Fenghuo sniffed and seemed to think that the smell of liquefied gas was not very strong.

He simply ran to the operation room, opened all the valves, and walked out with two liquefied gas tanks, opening them to release the dangerous gas.

As a country like Japan that pays attention to environmental protection, liquefied gas tanks have long been discontinued. However, many restaurants are still keen on such liquefied gas tanks because they are practical.

The room began to be filled with the strong smell of mixed liquefied gas and natural gas, and the hissing and dripping sounds were like the screams of hell.

All the wounded endured the pain and did not dare to make any sound. They just stared at the cup that contained more and more water.

"By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Chinese, haha." Yan Fenghuo said with a smile, "So you don't have to panic, you should accept it calmly."

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman with blood on her face shouted loudly.

"I am Chinese, I am also Chinese! Don't kill me, let me go, let me go!" The woman pleaded to Yan Fenghuo in somewhat off-tone Mandarin.

Just like a drowning person who suddenly sees a life-saving straw, he desperately grabs it.

"Chinese?" Yan Fenghuo thought for a moment, then opened his mouth and asked, "Explain the word east and west."

"Things are a curse word, but Japanese people are not a thing. Japanese people are just a thing. They are all curse words!" the woman said anxiously.

He is really a Chinese, because foreigners can never correctly understand the correct meaning of Chinese things.

"Why did you come to Japan?" Yan Fenghuo asked with a smile.

"My husband is Japanese..." The woman was speechless, looked at Yan Fenghuo anxiously, and begged: "But I am Chinese, I am Chinese."

Yan Fenghuo smiled and said, "Where is your husband?"

"He...ran away..."

"Excuse me, what is your nationality?" Yan Fenghuo asked again.

"China! China!" the woman shouted loudly.

"Oh..." Yan Fenghuo stretched out his voice and said with a smile: "There is an old saying in China: If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog. Since you married a Japanese, you are no longer Chinese. Sorry.

, I have very extreme national prejudices. I think it is a national humiliation for a Chinese woman to be slept with by the Japanese. I am an angry youth, a standard angry youth plus a young boy with a bitch."

After saying that, Yan Fenghuo turned around and left.

"But we are all civilians, what's wrong with us?" The woman screamed in despair: "You are violating the most basic human morality, and you will be criticized by countless people. Who is a hero if you kill civilians?

Go kill Japanese soldiers if you can! National humiliation? Is it wrong for me to pursue my own love? Why do you all view my pursuit in a different light? The national humiliation in the past is in the past, but it is different now. That era has passed.

Nowadays, only through friendship can we seek common development. Not every Japanese is at fault, even if they are, they are their grandfathers."

Yan Fenghuo stopped, turned his head and looked at the Chinese woman who married in Japan in surprise, and nodded with emotion.

"Well said, you are a modern urban woman who follows fashion, but your love has abandoned you." Yan Fenghuo stared into the woman's eyes and said: "First, if your Japanese husband did not abandon you in this situation,

I would admire him and I would let you go, but he abandoned you; secondly, I have always violated the most basic human morality, and I am not afraid of anyone's accusation; thirdly, I am not a hero, I kill civilians indiscriminately,

Even pregnant women are not spared; fourth, I am not you, if my grandfather was killed, then I will never become friends with the grandson of his murderer; fifth, I know that not every Japanese has it

Wrong, I only know that the Japanese once occupied half of China and killed 28 million Chinese, with only 1.68 million soldiers, and the rest were all civilians. In other words, the Japanese massacred 26.32 million Chinese civilians."

After a pause, Yan Fenghuo continued: "The blood in a person's body is about 4700CC, which is about 5.2 kilograms. The blood of 26.32 million Chinese civilians is 136.8 million kilograms, which is 130,000 tons. If

If you don’t have an intuitive impression yet, let me give you an intuitive impression. One millimeter of rainfall is about 0.6 tons of water, and 130,000 tons of rainfall is 216,000 millimeters. In 2011, the national average rainfall was 556 millimeters.

, multiply this number by twelve, it is 6672 millimeters. One hundred and thirty thousand tons of blood, haha, if turned into rain, it can rain continuously on the land of China for decades. It is blood, it is a rain of blood!"

The woman was stunned. She had never known this series of numbers, and she had never thought that this number was so terrifying. 26.32 million civilians, 26.32 million...

"So I can massacre any Japanese civilians. The massacre is justified and the massacre is extremely enjoyable. Well, Japanese, goodbye."

After saying that, Yan Fenghuo walked out of the hall without mercy, entered the kitchen, and got into Japan's extremely developed sewers.

A few minutes later, Japanese Self-Defense Force soldiers rushed in and saw the water cup falling straight down and hitting the neutral line with the live iron piece.

A wisp of sparks burst out, and the restaurant suddenly turned into a violent fireball, and was instantly razed to the ground...


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