Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

At this moment, Yang Zelin and his group were in a room at the Kyoto Hotel. They were dressed in casual clothes, and everyone wore a mask tightly on their face. Their eyes were fixed on the slightly deserted and bleak streets outside the window.

Zhao Long walked into the room hurriedly with bags full of food in both hands.

His brows revealed deep worry. As he placed the food on the table, he said softly, "I really hope they can arrive here safely. The situation outside is not peaceful right now. It is said that some people have unfortunately been infected with the plague. Even the major hospitals are already overcrowded and overwhelmed."

Hearing this, Bai Muchen's eyes sparkled with admiration and envy, and his voice trembled with excitement: "That's right! At present, nearly half of the cities in Sakura Country have been hit by various plague viruses. This scene is simply too terrible. But those guys who caused these epidemics are really smart, which is really admirable!"

However, Yang Zelin was not as excited as others.

He stared at the excited group of friends in front of him quietly, frowned slightly, and reminded them earnestly: "Everyone, don't be too happy too soon. Haven't you noticed? In the hotel where we are staying, many people have already developed symptoms such as coughing and fever. So, we must not take it lightly and must always be highly vigilant. Otherwise, if we are careless, not to mention that we will not be able to pick up the people we are supposed to pick up, I am afraid that even we ourselves will be accidentally infected with the virus and end up losing our lives here!"

Zhao Long nodded, then carefully took out the two glass bottles filled with liquid in his hand and said, "I just bought some vinegar. Let's fumigate the house. This may help disinfect and sterilize it."

Seeing this, Yan Lin hurried over to help. He took a glass bottle from Zhao Long and asked with a little confusion: "It's strange. The four of us have been here for several days. Most people in this hotel are infected and sick, but we don't seem to be in any trouble. Is it really because we did a good job of protection before?"

Hearing what Yan Lin said, Bai Muchen and Yang Zelin couldn't help but look at each other.

They saw the same look of doubt in each other's eyes.

You know, even though they have always been very careful and cautious in doing various preventive measures, there are still quite a few people who have come into contact with them during this period.

For a moment, the four of them couldn't help but have the same question in their minds - could it be that they had taken some kind of antidote?

Or maybe their bodies had somehow produced antibodies that could resist the virus? Thinking of these possibilities, everyone had an indescribable expression on their faces.

Yang Zelin has always known about Yan Lin's self-blame and guilt. In the past few months, they have seen that the boy has lost a lot of weight because of worrying about the two children. Everyone has tried to persuade him but it was of no use.

Under the cover of night, Jiang Wenming and Jiang Jiyun, like two ghostly figures, quietly entered Kyoto City from high above.

They circled in the air, searching every corner below with sharp eyes, and finally found a quiet and deserted place, and landed lightly on the roof of a building.

"Wow! This place is just as prosperous as the Hu City I saw before!" Jiang Wenming couldn't help but exclaimed, his eyes fixed on the bright lights and bustling scene before him.

Jiang Jiyun nodded slightly to show his agreement, and then said: "This is the lair of the Japanese devils, and it is also where the emperor lives. I believe there must be many priceless treasures in this city."

As they spoke, they both took out their telescopes and looked towards the area in the distance that was illuminated as brightly as day.

Jiang Jiyun looked at it for a while and took out a tent from the space. He unfolded it and set it up skillfully. Then he said to Jiang Wenming, "After running around for so long, it's time to take a good rest. Get some sleep. We'll go out to explore the situation tomorrow morning. If we want to cause some damage, we can find out where to start in advance."

However, Jiang Wenming was too excited to sleep at the moment. He asked Jiang Jiyun to lie down and rest first, while he sat quietly beside him, continuing to vigilantly observe the movements around him.

At this time, Jiang Wenming was constantly thinking of various plans in his mind, imagining how to completely destroy the city as quickly as possible.

The thought of inflicting a heavy blow to the enemy made him more and more excited, and he could hardly suppress his inner impulse.

The next morning, the sun shone on the streets of the city, and Jiang Wenming and his niece Jiang Jiyun began to stroll through the streets of this bustling city.

However, to their surprise, everyone on the street was in a hurry, as if they had something urgent to do.

"Oh my god, why are these people leaving in such a hurry? We haven't started any action here yet!" Jiang Wenming looked at the passers-by who wrapped themselves tightly and walked hurriedly with suspicion, and asked Jiang Jiyun in confusion.

Jiang Jiyun also looked at the people coming and going, and then his eyes swept over the shops that were wide open but had few customers, and frowned thoughtfully.

At this moment, Jiang Wenming was looking around curiously and did not notice a figure suddenly rushing out from the intersection.

There was a dull thud as Jiang Wenming collided with the figure. When he looked closely, he saw that the person who was knocked to the ground was actually an old man.

Jiang Wenming was startled, and hurried forward, carefully helped the old man up, and bowed repeatedly to apologize: "Smith Masai, Simi Masai..."

Fortunately, he had just learned a few simple words of Sakura language, and he didn't expect that they would come in handy at this moment.

"It's a relationship." (It doesn't matter.)

The old man quickly stood up, responded expressionlessly, then without hesitation, he distanced himself from them, and left without looking back.

"Is this old man walking so fast?" Jiang Wenming said foolishly with his hand raised.

"Didn't you see the fear in his eyes? He's avoiding us as if we were the plague." Jiang Jiyun said with a smile.

Jiang Wenming curled his lips and continued to stroll on the street holding Jiang Jiyun's hand. On the road, he saw one police car after another passing by.

"Brother Lin, are those two people?" Bai Muchen, who was lying on the window and staring outside, suddenly shouted.

After hearing this, Yang Zelin and the others who were eating at the table put down their chopsticks and quickly went to the window to look outside.

Sure enough, at the other end of the street, they saw two figures, one big and one small, strolling leisurely on the street.