This killer star of the War of Resistance Against Japan was only 9 years old.

"What are you going to do with this?"

Bai Luo couldn't stand the scene any longer and quickly changed the subject.

I plan to hang this on the city wall of the capital, so that it may atone for the sins it committed.

Zhang Weiguo gritted his teeth at the thought that the disaster in Beijing was caused by this guy's orders.

"Alright, then let's do it your way. I have to go back now."

Without waiting for Zhang Weiguo's reply, Bai Luo turned around and walked out of the stone chamber and out of Zhang Weiguo's house.

Bai Luo took out the electric car, put the command sword into his spatial storage, and returned directly to his home in the French Concession.

Upon returning to the French Concession villa district, Bai Luo went straight to his room.

The system has opened the checkout interface.

"Battle over. The host has killed 112 Japanese soldiers. The special kill of a Japanese royal prince is a reward of 20000 points. The host has gained 21120 points. The host has completed the achievement of 7000 kills and the reward is double the area of ​​personal space."

After seeing the reward, Bai Luo instantly felt less pained by the 10000 points and even realized that he had been too narrow-minded.

You should bet all 50000 points directly.

However, the current personal space has reached 180m².

Meanwhile, on the Japanese side, after handling matters at the air-raid shelter, Miyamoto Musashi secretly led a small team dressed in civilian clothes back to the hospital.

As soon as they arrived at the hospital entrance, they realized something was wrong; the entire hospital was in chaos.

The doctor who was treating Asaka Miyator saw Miyamoto Musashi appear at the door and felt as if he had found his pillar of support.

Although they were all dressed in casual clothes, the doctor recognized Miyamoto Musashi at a glance.

The doctor rushed to Miyamoto Musashi's side. Miyamoto Musashi's heart skipped a beat when he saw the doctor's terrified and flustered expression.

A bad feeling welled up in his heart. He grabbed the doctor's shoulders with both hands.

"Doctor, is something wrong with the prince? You must do everything you can to save him. If he survives, the reward will be huge!"

The doctor who rushed over sighed inwardly, "How can I save the prince when he's already beheaded?"

But I calmed myself down.

"Colonel Miyamoto, the Prince..."

"What happened to the prince? Has his injury worsened?"

Upon hearing the attending physician's words, Miyamoto Musashi gripped the doctor's shoulders tightly with both hands and kept pressing for answers.

The doctor felt pain in his shoulder, but he forced himself to finish what he had just said.

"The prince... he's shattered."

"What? Say it again, you must have made a mistake in your diagnosis. How long has it been? Before I left, you assured me that the prince's condition had stabilized."

"It's not because of the injury. Never mind, come and see for yourself."

The doctor forcefully broke free from Miyamoto Musashi's hands and pulled him by the arm to the ward building.

As soon as Miyamoto Musashi entered the hospital building, he smelled a strong odor of blood.

Miyamoto Musashi's expression changed instantly. He immediately broke free from the doctor's hand and rushed into Asaka Miyator's ward in a panic.

With a loud bang, the door to Asaka Miyazaki's hospital room was violently flung open by Miyamoto Musashi.

Upon seeing a headless corpse, Miyamoto Musashi felt as if he had been struck on the head.

As the adjutant who had served Prince Asaka for many years, Miyamoto Musashi was very familiar with the physical characteristics of the Asaka bird.

He was certain that the headless corpse belonged to Asaka no Miyako.

Miyamoto Musashi's body went limp and he collapsed to the ground. The doctor who followed him in rushed over to help him up.

Miyamoto Musashi now seemed to have lost his soul, as if all his strength had been drained from his body.

He was supported by the doctor, his eyes blankly fixed on the corpse on the hospital bed.

His lips trembled, and immense fear filled Miyamoto Musashi's heart. Panic, helplessness, terror, and anger appeared one after another on his face.

If Bai Luo were next to him, he would definitely be awarded an Oscar for Best Performance.

Time passed, and Miyamoto Musashi recovered from the shock.

Feeling his strength slowly returning, Miyamoto Musashi pushed away the doctor next to him.

He then drew the command sword from his waist, knowing he was finished, and hoped that his suicide would allow the Heavenly Locust to forgive his family.

Miyamoto Musashi turned his sword around, aiming the blade at his abdomen, ready to plunge it into himself.

However, just as he was about to apply force, the knife was snatched away by the doctor next to him with lightning speed.

Miyamoto Musashi was stunned for a moment, then, after realizing what was happening, he gave the Japanese attending physician next to him a big nose punch.

"Baka yarou! Why did you interrupt my loyalty to His Majesty the Heavenly Locust?"

The doctor didn't show much emotion after being slapped; instead, he threw the knife outside the door.

He looked calmly at Miyamoto Musashi, whose face was contorted with rage.

"Colonel, you are not yet able to serve His Majesty the Emperor Tianhuang. Your suicide by disembowelment is an act of escapism, a cowardly act!"

"You are now the supreme commander of the entire city. If you also commit suicide, what will happen to your troops?"

The enemy who murdered His Highness the Prince is still at large, and His Highness the Prince's head has been taken away.

Do you wish for His Highness the Prince's soul to wander aimlessly, never to return home?

The doctor's words exploded in Miyamoto Musashi's mind like bombs.

Miyamoto Musashi staggered back two steps and finally sat down on the ground.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Asaka Miyatori lying on the hospital bed again.

Gradually, the fear and confusion in Miyamoto Musashi's eyes were suppressed by reason.

At the same time, his eyes burned with fierce anger, and his eyes gradually became bloodshot.

Miyamoto Musashi's appearance startled the Japanese doctor standing nearby.

Just as I was about to come over and check on Miyamoto Musashi, I wondered to myself if I had overdone the chicken soup earlier.

As a big shot, the instinct to seek profit and avoid harm is ingrained in his genes.

Just kidding, if Miyamoto Musashi were to die like that, the anger of the local people might be vented on him.

The attending physician had just walked up to Miyamoto Musashi and placed the stethoscope against Miyamoto Musashi's chest.

Startled by the doctor's action, Miyamoto Musashi pushed the attending physician away and quickly got up from the ground.

He strode to the door and picked up the command sword from the ground.

This action startled the doctor, who thought that Miyamoto Musashi still wanted to follow that damned Bushido spirit and commit seppuku again.

He hurriedly rushed towards Miyamoto Musashi, but stopped halfway there.

He stumbled because he rushed too hard.

Miyamoto Musashi did not choose to commit seppuku, but instead picked up his sword and sheathed it.

"Somebody come!"

Miyamoto Musashi quickly walked towards the entrance of the hospital building and shouted.

A squad of plainclothes Japanese soldiers quickly lined up and assembled in front of Miyamoto Musashi.

"You, go to the air-raid shelter and gather all the soldiers at the hospital, then surround the hospital and thoroughly check everyone."

"You, go to Haishi Railway Station and bring all the people here. Thoroughly search the area within a 10-kilometer radius of the hospital. Arrest all suspicious persons."

"And you, immediately send a telegram to the home base and inform them of the situation here."

Miyamoto Musashi glanced down at the time again and saw that it was already 11:50.

The rest of the team should be arriving soon.

"The rest of you, come with me to the train station. Once the regiment arrives, we'll seal off the entire Japanese-occupied zone!"

"Hi xn"