Reborn 73 years later, he takes his mother-in-law hunting in the mountains.

Lu Yao dared not delay even for a moment.

He waved his hand at Zhao Jianguo:

"Hurry up and move! If you can't walk anymore, wait for me in the woods over there. Don't just stand here waiting to die!"

Zhao Jianguo then leaned on his rifle and limped forward.

Lu Yao ran quickly toward the wooden house where Mei Ping had been carried in.

Before they arrived, another door opened, and a ragged old woman came out.

It is an apricot.

She looked up at Lu Yao.

Lu Yao raised his knife and brought it down.

Before Xingzi could even see who Lu Yao was, he had already cut off half of her neck.

His throat broke, and he fell to the ground without making a sound.

Lu Yao went to the window.

The windows had no glass or paper; they were held together with sheepskin nailed up.

Lu Yao used his hand to pry open a crack and look inside.

Inside, an elderly man in a kimono sat with two burly men beside him.

One of the young men, wrapped in animal skin, looked particularly fierce.

The other one, half-dead, was sitting on a wooden stump, clutching a rifle.

On a wooden couch, Mei Ping's hands and feet were bound with ropes, and she could not move at all.

The wounded soldier I had released was lying on another wooden bed, his fingers missing, wrapped in white cloth, groaning softly.

The old man and two burly men were talking in Japanese.

Mei Ping understands Japanese.

I understood the relationship between the three of them.

The one sitting there is Sakata Hiroshi, a major, the leader of the valley.

The strong young man was named Ichiro, and he was the son of Sakata Hiroshi.

The sickly, half-dead man was named Matsui Ma, and Ichiro called him Instructor.

Ichiro asked Sakata Hiroshi, "Father, this woman is disobedient. Should we kill her and take her meat?"

Hiroshi Sakata shook his head:

"Xingzi is too old to bear children anymore. We need someone to help us continue our bloodline!"

Ichiro said, "We still have several female warriors, all of pure Imperial blood. Why do we need this Chinese man!"

The instructor, Matsui, sighed:

"I doubt they'll make it back... When we came out of the woods, I couldn't hear any more gunfire from their side, so I guess they're dead!"

Sakata also looked very sad.

"Let's wait for them for another hour. No matter how many return, we'll set off at dawn to leave this valley and continue north towards the Xing'an Mountains!"

Although he is old, his words carry absolute authority.

Look at Mei Ping.

He couldn't help but sigh, "This woman is truly beautiful! But I'm afraid I can't take her. Ichiro, you come here. An hour is enough time for you to make her your woman!"

Ichiro was taken aback:

"Now?"

"Yes, right now! I want to see you become a man, a man who can continue the empire's lineage!"

Ichiro was born in this valley and received no education whatsoever.

He was raised with the idea of ​​absolute obedience to his father.

Without saying a word, he began to take off his clothes.

I have not received any other form of education.

However, he had seen plenty of women in the valley being sexually assaulted by men anytime, anywhere.

I've long wanted to see if I'm any different from other men.

Mei Ping was terrified.

I'm not afraid of killing her, but I can't tolerate being violated by these beasts.

She cursed these people in Japanese, calling them worse than pigs and dogs.

Hiroshi Sakata, on the contrary, was very excited:

"She speaks our language, that's great! We can communicate much better now! Ichiro, be careful not to hurt her!"

Just as Ichiro took off his pants.

Lu Yao couldn't hold back any longer and was about to take action.

He put down his rifle and picked up his Mauser pistol.

Before heading into the mountains, I had already checked and found that there were still ten bullets left for the Mauser pistol, so I loaded them all into the chamber.

Killing three Japanese dogs is enough!

Just as he stood up to tear open the curtains and catch them off guard.

"Bang bang bang"

The gun went off first inside the house.

It was instructor Matsui.

He actually sensed that someone was outside.

Fortunately, it was impossible to see through the sheepskin. The first shot hit Lu Yao's hat, and Lu Yao fell face-first to the ground.

The other two shots missed.

Immediately following.

The instructor rushed out with a gun.

Gunfire erupted outside.

It looks like two people are shooting at each other.

Hiroshi Sakata listened calmly:

"There's only one person, the instructor can handle him; his marksmanship is unmatched. Ichiro, you continue, this is your coming-of-age ceremony!"

With a beastly smile on his face, Ichiro walked toward Mei Ping.

Mei Ping shouted and yelled, but unfortunately her hands and feet were tied up.

They couldn't break free at all.

He watched as this gorilla-like man began to strip off his clothes.

She bit his hand.

Ichiro didn't dodge or pull his hand away; instead, he looked excited.

"Bite, bite hard, the more it hurts, the more comfortable it feels!"

This guy was like a pervert, enjoying the feeling of Mei Ping biting his palm.

The door opened and the instructor came back.

Sakata Hiro smiled and said:

"I knew you could do it. You killed him?"

"No... I can't take it anymore..."

"thump"

He plopped down on the ground.

Sakata Hiroshi then noticed that there was blood seeping from the instructor's lower abdomen and chest.

"He...moves so fast..."

After the instructor finished speaking, his head drooped, and he died.

Hiroshi Sakata was quite surprised.

He knew Matsui's abilities; in solo combat, he had never met his match.

I don't know what kind of person could kill him face to face.

The wind and snow poured in from outside, and Sakata Hiroshi shivered from the cold.

A tall, dark figure flashed in.

Lu Yao also suffered a cut on his left arm.

However, he was still holding the Type 99 rifle in his right hand.

The Mauser pistol has run out of bullets.

Of the ten shots fired just now, two hit Matsui.

He hadn't expected that the other side would have such a skilled opponent.

If Matsui hadn't fired three shots from inside the house beforehand, and had ended up with one less bullet than Lu Yao, the outcome would have been uncertain.

At this point, there were still three bullets left in the Type 99 rifle.

Lu Yao didn't have time to go to the dismemberment table to retrieve the gun from the dead man.

The three people in the house must be killed as quickly as possible.

He rushed in, and Hiroshi Sakata raised his pistol; the two faced off.

They fired almost simultaneously.

Lu Yao fired a shot and immediately moved to dodge.

The bullet grazed his shoulder.

Hiroshi Sakata sat in a chair; he had a pre-existing lower limb injury that made movement difficult.

Lu Yao's bullet pierced his shoulder blade.

The pistol fell to the ground with a thud.

Lu Yao fired another shot, hitting Sakata Hiroshi in the forehead.

This old demon, who had been hiding and surviving in the valley for over twenty years, passed away before he could even see Lu Yao's face clearly.

The wounded soldier that Lu Yao had released crawled over to pick up the pistol.

Unfortunately, his hands were wrapped up like steamed buns, making it impossible for him to pick it up.

Lu Yao fired another shot, and the wounded man's forehead also blossomed open.

But at that moment, Ichiro Sakata picked up the pistol.

When Lu Yao raised his gun again, Ichiro had already lifted Mei Ping up.

A pistol was pressed against the back of Mei Ping's head.

"Put down your gun..."

Ichiro's Mandarin pronunciation was a bit stiff, but it was still understandable.

Lu Yao held up a gun, pointing it at him.

But Ichiro hid half of his head behind Mei Ping's head.

He called out again:

"Put down your gun! Or I'll kill her first."

The gun was out of bullets at this point, otherwise Lu Yao was confident he could have blown his head off with one shot.

He had no choice but to throw the gun at Ichiro's feet.

I made two preparations.

If the other party picks up a gun, pounce on him and subdue him.

If someone were to shoot me directly, I would immediately leap out the door and rush out.

But to my surprise, Ichiro threw Mei Ping back onto the bed.

He also threw the pistol aside.

Clap your hands and come over:

"Chinese man, you killed my father, I'll break your neck with my own hands!"

This child, who grew up among savages, seemed fearless.

He was a bloodthirsty and murderous man.

After Kosaka Hiroshi brought back wild beasts, he used them all as practice targets.

Ichiro grew up drinking leopard milk, making him incredibly strong and agile. At the age of fourteen, he killed a male wolf with his bare hands.

After he turned sixteen, even the instructor who taught him his skills was no match for him in hand-to-hand combat.

Last summer, he fought a leopard with a dagger and, despite being scratched multiple times, killed the leopard.

This one person didn't take Lu Yao seriously at all.