Fast Wear: The Spare Tire Runs Fast

"Okay, okay, the effect is so good, it's OK."

After the drug took effect, Yi'ang took Tani Hisao out alone and gave him a set of torture that would make him unable to have any offspring and leave him in a state of being unable to live or die, and then sent him to be with Matsui Iwane.

Traitors, even more hateful than the Japs, naturally had to experience the bone-severing surgery alongside them—a souped-up little gift. Previously, it took seven days, but now, out of kindness, they've endured less pain. From onset to death, seven hours, a full night, is just right. Experiencing a pleasure in an hour—really nice! I'm really kind.

In the final minute before his death, he performed a complete annihilation combo, directly taking out the powerful corpse-dissolving water and a small spell, which fell evenly on each devil like rain, allowing them to pass away in sober consciousness, clearly feeling the changes in themselves. Alas... I am so kind.

Of course, these weapons, vehicles, and supplies cannot be wasted and should be taken back to the Red Army.

After Yiang finished dealing with everything here, he headed towards Nanshi in a happy mood.

Arriving in South City, I saw that the security was much tighter than before. It seemed that Xiaoshan Ling was truly a good official who worked for the country, just as he had in history.

The next day was the day in history when the Japanese pirates launched an attack on Nanshi. I wonder if they will still launch an attack as in history since I have changed so much this time.

But no matter what, this time with me here, I will never let Nanshi be slaughtered like chickens and sheep as it happened in history.

The next day, the Japanese pirates appeared outside the gates of Nanshi again. No matter how things changed, history would continue as it was supposed to. But this time, there were fewer of them than in history. No matter how many came, they would be killed. Bombers were circling the gates, ready to bomb the people inside Nanshi.

Yi Ang thought about it and realized that he couldn't use unnatural means to create a barrier around Nanshi. That would only prevent the bombers from bombing. So, he made a move and placed a barrier around the bombers. Using his spiritual sense, he moved them over the Japanese troops. The Japanese bombers didn't notice anything unusual because Yi Ang had created an illusion within the barrier that they had already launched the bombing, leaving their own troops in chaos.

"Host, isn't this still an unnatural method?"

"The Heavenly Dao didn't intervene, which proves that it was within the scope of operation. The Heavenly Dao also believes that these Japanese pirates deserve to die. Their existence violates the laws of nature and the laws of human survival."

“…” You are awesome, and you are right. The small system said quietly.

The Chinese troops in Nanshi were surprised to see the Japs killing each other. However, they did not think it was really Japs killing each other, but only thought that friendly forces were flying Japs bombers to catch them off guard.

What a beautiful misunderstanding!

Looking at the Japanese side, they suffered countless casualties, and the leading traitor troops were basically wiped out.

In order to avoid future troubles, Yiang directly gave orders to all the Japanese on the bomber to continue bombing until no one was left alive.

The Chinese troops in Nanshi watched as the bombers outside the city bombed the Japanese troops non-stop, wondering which friendly force was behind this attack.

The civilians in the city, terrified by the roar of the bombers, hid in their air-raid shelters. Before the battle, Xiao Shan had already ordered all civilians who hadn't been evacuated to hide. Consequently, those civilians didn't dare venture out. They feared the Japanese's inhumane behavior, but also worried about hindering their own country's soldiers.

Outside, the sound of bombing continued, a constant bang bang bang. Yiang listened to the sound and said happily, "Xiao Ba, listen, it's like fireworks. It's beautiful and pleasant to the ears. It's also beautiful to see, with dust and bloody flesh flying all over the sky."

"Eh... Host, you have such a strong taste."

"What's the big deal? It's not even one-tenth of what they did to China. Those who kill will be killed. Everyone has their own retribution, and their retribution is me."

"Don't they really enjoy watching the Chinese die? Do they think it's fun? What kind of killing competition is this? Humph! I'm enjoying it now too."

Yiang said in a cold tone.

Little Dumpling felt so unfamiliar when he saw his host's cold look. Usually, his hosts were as warm as the spring breeze, or a little fierce at most, but he had never been like this, like a killing god, without any emotions.

The little dumpling said weakly, "Host, please don't be like this. I'm a little scared."

Yiang saw that the little ball had huddled in the corner of his mind. If he had hands, he might have hugged him tightly. He couldn't help but chuckle, haha...

When the little dumpling saw his host laughing like this, he thought it was a sneer and became even more frightened. He trembled and said, "Host, you..."

"What are you afraid of? I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to them. They're not worthy of being human, let alone reincarnated as humans. So, I have to give them a small gift. I'm so kind, I always give them gifts, but they don't know how to thank me, and they even come to attack my country, damn it!"

"I don't know if the underworld here can handle this. I have to tell the underworld later that all the Japanese pirates must go to the eighteen levels of hell and experience eight hundred years in each level. If their souls dissipate during this period, they can't blame anyone."

"I also have to tell my people that anyone who died in the war of resistance or was innocently killed will be reborn as a good person in their next life. Those traitors will spend a hundred years in the eighteenth level of hell, and then they will be reborn as animals. It will be like this for life after life. It would be best if they can keep their memories, otherwise they won't know where they went wrong."

Seeing his host decide the afterlife for these people with just a few words, Little Dumpling opened his mouth in astonishment. "If only I had a mouth." He wanted to ask, but didn't dare. He was truly curious. Who was his host, the one who could actually control the affairs of the underworld? As for whether these things were possible, his little system hadn't considered them. Hadn't he seen unnatural means being used in lower worlds? Hadn't the Heavenly Dao let him off the hook?

Tian Dao: Who's cueing me again? ……………………Do I dare to say anything? Besides, I'd rather die than let my friend die! The big boss they provoked will have to bear the consequences themselves. These people deserved to die.

So the war is ruthless. With so many people, the bombers bombed them all out in less than half an hour, until there was no one left alive. Yi Ang ordered the bombers to attack each other, and after all the bombers were destroyed, Yi Ang left the city gate. Fortunately, he was in stealth mode when he came, so it was not abrupt for him to leave now.

When leaving, I saw Xiao Shanling and others looking confused and serious, thinking about something, but now was not a good time to talk.