Chapter 65: Massacre (2)

  "How's that? Know the severity now? Is anyone willing to surrender this time?" Deng Baoguang thought their atrocities would intimidate the villagers, and someone would be willing to surrender the Eighth Route Army. But this further solidified the determination of the fellow villagers to support the Eighth Route Army and fight against the little devils. Facing the villagers who still refused to speak, Deng Baoguang continued to unleash his atrocities on them.

  "Come out," Deng Baoguang said again, pointing at villager Wang Chunsheng. Wang Chunsheng didn't wait for the devils to drag him away and walked out himself.

  "What's wrong? Want to play this?" Wang Chun-cheng said to Deng Bao-guang.

  "What's wrong? Not satisfied?" Deng Baoguang said with a squint in his beady little eyes.

  "Grandpa is playing with you today, grandson, do you know what your father's surname is?" Wang Chun Cheng viciously asked Deng Baoguang.

  "Who are you kidding!", Deng Baoguang rushed up to hit him, but was caught by him with one hand, tightly grasping his wrist, making him unable to move.

  "Let go of me, you little scamp! Do you hear? Today I won't spare your life!" Deng Baoguang shouted.

  Wang Chun-cheng increased the force in his hand, at this time the devils rushed over and dragged Wang Chun-cheng to one side. Deng Baoguang's face turned red with anger as he rushed over and gave Wang Chun-cheng a good beating.

  "Son, it's too light, scratch Grandpa harder!" Wang Chun-cheng said with a smile to Deng Bao-guang.

  "Come on! You little brat, you have guts!" Deng Baoguang was thoroughly enraged, pointing at the Japanese soldier and saying, "Tie him up for me." The Japanese soldier tied Wang Chunsheng to a big tree beside the threshing ground, and Deng Baoguang walked towards Wang Chunsheng with a sly smile.

  "Little kid, aren't you tired of being arrogant? Today, I'll help you relax your muscles." "Sunzi, if you have any tricks, try them on me. I'm not like you, without a backbone, relying on serving as a running dog for the devils to survive!" Wang Chun-cheng looked at Deng Bao-guang with disdainful eyes.

  "Alright! Call you horizontal!", Deng Baoguang tore off Wang Chunsheng's jacket, gritted his teeth and swung his knife to cut a piece of flesh from his body.

  "Ah!", Wang Chun-cheng let out a miserable cry. A sharp pain came, causing Wang Chun-cheng's body to convulse, and beads of sweat suddenly broke out.

  "Son, you're going to give me a good beating." Wang Chun-cheng cursed loudly. Deng Bao-guang continued to chop down with his knife, and the villagers became even more chaotic. Some children were scared into crying. In the crowd, the Eighth Route Army liaison officer Wang Bao-gui could no longer bear it, he couldn't just watch as this traitor brutally harmed his own people one by one, he charged out of the crowd despite the villagers' attempts to stop him.

  "Halt!", a loud shout startled Deng Baoguang, and this little guy was so scared by Wang Baogui's roar that he almost threw away the knife in his hand.

  "What? Want to save him? Tell me where the Eighth Route Army is and I'll spare his life!" Deng Baoguang saw that the one who came out was a tall, strong and powerful man with dark skin. With his timid and cowardly personality, he only dared to stand in place and show off his bravery, not daring to walk up to Wang Baogui. The knife in his hand kept slashing at Wang Chunsheng's body. Wang Chunsheng had long since fainted from the pain. Several places on his body where flesh had been cut away revealed white bones, and blood covered his entire body. His appearance was extremely terrifying. The villagers were also frightened by Wang Chunsheng's brutally mutilated body.

  "Spare these innocent villagers, I know where the Eighth Route Army is!" Wang Baogui said loudly.

  "We can't say that!" The villagers, having heard that they would be exchanging information about the Eighth Route Army for their safety, shouted in unison. They did not want to tell the devils anything about the Eighth Route Army, even if it meant giving up their own lives. The devilish soldiers continued to push and shove the villagers who were rushing forward, pushing them back again. Captain Yamamoto of the devil's battalion heard Wang Baoguo say that he knew information about the Eighth Route Army and immediately became spirited, standing up from his chair.

  "Where is the Eighth Route Army?" asked Wang Baogui. Deng Baoguang, seeing Shan Yuan's inquiry, chimed in loudly from the side, "Quickly, where is the Eighth Route Army?"

  "Let go of the fellow villagers, I'll tell you, otherwise you won't know anything!", Wang Baogui said calmly.

  "Speak quickly!", the Japanese soldier rushed up and tied up Wang Baogui.

  "Speak or not!", Deng Baoguang grabbed Wang Baogui's collar and threatened to ask.

  "I don't know!", Wang Baoguo was too lazy to bother with him and turned his head away, ignoring him.

  "Kid, I've got dozens of ways to make you surrender. Do you believe me?" Deng Baoguang said with a sly smile.

  "You've done all sorts of wicked things, aren't you afraid of retribution?" Wang Baoguo said to Deng Baoguang.

  "Shut up, shut up!", Deng Baoguang was so angry that his face turned purple, he grabbed a horse whip and whipped Wang Baogui several times. This little devil was extremely ruthless, with great force, after a few whips, Wang Baogui's clothes were torn to shreds, and blood seeped out.

  Wang Baogui's words made Deng Baoguang feel a little afraid in his heart, and he was also very clear that if he fell into the hands of the Eighth Route Army, it would definitely not be good. The fear spread from his heart, and he knew that he had no way out, let alone others, even the villagers here would not let him go. Since they wouldn't let him go, he might as well take drastic measures and kill all the villagers. So he struck with even greater force.

  Wang Baoguo gritted his teeth and bore the intense pain, refusing to say another word.

  "You're ruthless! If I, Deng, don't subdue you today, I'll share a surname with you!" Deng Baoguang was thoroughly exhausted, having beaten himself tired, but Wang Baogui still refused to surrender.

  "Speak up!", Squadron Leader Shan Yuan walked up to Wang Baoguo, grasping his command knife and glaring at him fiercely.

  "Ptoo!", a mouthful of bloody phlegm landed squarely on Wang Baoguo's face, Shan Yuan didn't even have time to dodge, luckily he was still wearing his glasses, but they were also covered in blood and phlegm.

  "Bastard!", Shan Yuan closed his eyes tightly, and with one kick, he kicked Wang Baoguo's stomach, making him bend down. Several devils rushed to Wang Baoguo and gave him a good beating. Deng Baoguang hurriedly took out his handkerchief and wiped away the snot on Shan Yuan's face. Shan Yuan put on his glasses and with one slap, sent Deng Baoguang flying far away.

  "General, calm down! Calm down!", Deng Baoguang was frightened and hastily shouted, fearing that the enraged Shan Yuan would kill him.

  "Bastards! You're all going to die!", Yamamoto cursed angrily.

  "Yes, Lord Ta! They all deserve to die, I'll avenge you right now!" Deng Baoguang said busily like a dog. At this time, another Japanese soldier brought a wooden basin and fetched a basin of clear water for Shan Yuan, who washed his face with the clear water.

  "Come over here, you several," Deng Baoguang called over a few Japanese soldiers and whispered to them for a while. A few of the Japanese soldiers went to fetch a horse, some found a rope, tied one end around Wang Baogui's body and the other end to the horse, after finishing, the Japanese soldier mounted the horse.