This night was the sleepless night of all the Chinese in Naha, and it was also the bloody night in their memory. From noon, a terrible rumor spread in the city that the Japanese were going to start killing the Chinese. At first, people were a little skeptical, but when the common ronin on the street mysteriously disappeared, and when the taverns, brothels, and gambling halls began to close, the hearts of the Chinese people all over the city began to cool.

In the commercial area by the wharf, Naha's most famous grain merchant, the rice boss, is now in a panic, hiding in the grain depot with his wife and children and his buddies, kowtowing to the Buddha and praying for safety through this catastrophe, and the incense money that the rice boss has wished for in his heart has risen to 500 taels.

Time passed minute by minute, Naha Port was still as silent as death, and Boss Mi secretly looked out through the crack in the door several times and did not find those Japanese, but just after the foreigner clock passed eleven o'clock, the accident happened.

I saw that countless figures suddenly appeared in a warehouse belonging to the Japanese not far from the rice warehouse, and their identities could be recognized only from their clothes and the knives on their waists, Japanese ronin.

Boss Mi almost screamed in horror, but fortunately, the guy next to him blocked his mouth. In the line of sight of the two of them, the group of Japanese was pouring something on their warehouse, and then a foreign fire was polished and thrown into the warehouse. When the fire was lit up, the Japanese ronin roared at the top of their lungs.

"There was a fire...... The Qing people set fire...... They want to kill all the Japanese...... All the Japanese took up arms to protect themselves...... "This group of scoundrels began to frame again, they kept pouring fire oil on their warehouses, and other ronins began to attack everywhere, specifically looking for Chinese shops to smash.

"Yaga...... Smash the door, pull the Chinese out, and make them apologize...... "The heavy wooden door was kicked open, and the screaming Chinese were dragged out of the house by the hair, and those who dared to resist were stabbed.

Boss Mi's fists had already been stuffed into his mouth, his teeth had bitten the back of his hand, and he was trembling with fright and tears flowing. Boss Wang, who was stabbed to death, was still walking with him on the dock in the morning, but now he has turned into a dead corpse, staring at the night sky with blank eyes.

Boss Wang's daughter's clothes had been torn, and several ronins pounced on them to vent their animal desires, and the girl's mournful cry only made the group of beasts even more excited.

Suddenly, the girl opened her mouth and bit the throat of the ronin, tearing it desperately, and the ronin who was in pain screamed and took out a knife and directly cut the girl's stomach. "Baga, Qingguo slave, go to death...... "The injured ronin slashed the corpse desperately with one knife after another, and in a short time the little girl's corpse had turned into a pile of rotten meat.

The scene of violence on the street corner is just a microcosm of the chaos of Naha, and now the thousands of ronins organized by Yahachiro in Naha Castle have gone completely crazy, and the excitement of alcohol and blood has transformed them into beasts.

With the largest group of ronin, Hathachiro stormed into the most prosperous business district and began to ransack the industrious Chinese merchants.

"Hahaha, speed, speed, everyone speed up, kill all these nasty Qingguo slaves, and grab all their money...... Didn't you pay the protection fee, you don't have to pay it now, we'll take it ourselves......"

Gold, silver, jewelry, jade, pearls, agate, ...... The accumulation of hundreds of years of Chinese was all forcibly released on this night, and the light of the jewels even exceeded the flames.

These Chinese who immigrated from the Ming Dynasty not only have the diligence and tenacity of the Japanese people, but also have the cultural heritage and wisdom that the Japanese do not have. The proportion of educated Chinese is too high, which gives them a natural advantage in doing business.

Not only that, these Chinese also have blood ties with the rich mainland opposite, which allows them to easily get good goods that the Japanese and Ryukyuan people dare not think of. Since the early years of the Ming Dynasty, when the commercial advantages of Naha Port began to become apparent, more than half of the port's wealth was created by Chinese.

To put it mildly, it was the taxes that Chinese had nourished the Ryukyu Kingdom and the Shimazu family in Japan for hundreds of years, and today, instead of the slightest gratitude, these thugs feel that these Chinese are just a flock of fat sheep to be slaughtered.

"Burn them all, rob them all, kill them all...... Anyway, these slave-like Chinese, there will be another batch in a few years, Qing slaves, you Qing slaves, ......"

Naha is burning, the Chinese are crying bitterly, the streets are full of Chinese fleeing wildly, and 100,000 Chinese are scurrying around like headless flies at this moment.

Boss Mi no longer dared to hide in the rice warehouse, this warehouse area has been connected by fire, and his own granary has also been set on fire.

Boss Mi stumbled through the alley with his wife and children with his buddies, and he didn't know where he should flee to. Go to Shuri Castle? How dare the Ryukyu royal family control the Japanese? Go to the big man from the Qing Kingdom? Just the dozens of men in his hands are not enough for the Japanese to stuff their teeth.

"Boss, where are we going?" the guy cried.

"Let's go, go to the forest in the back mountain, hide for a few days first, this group of crazy people will have a time when they can't kill sooner or later......" Boss Mi wiped a handful of tears, picked up his son and rushed forward.

Maybe it's the blessing of Boss Mi's ancestors, they didn't meet the ronin after fleeing for three streets in a row, Boss Mi chanted the Buddha name in his heart, and looked at the chaos in the city, and couldn't figure it out. Why do we Chinese pay the most taxes, are hacked the most protection fees, never get out of trouble on weekdays, and always take the initiative to avoid trouble when encountering trouble.

Why have we been good for hundreds of years, but now we have come to such an end? Listen to the Qing slaves shouting all over the city, look at the puddles of blood under their feet, and the broken corpses, Boss Mi can't figure out this truth. Only tears flowed silently.

The blessing of the ancestors is always useful, when Boss Mi is about to walk through the fifth alley, and his eyes have already seen the path into the mountain, more than a dozen red-eyed ronins suddenly jumped out of a Chinese-style house, and the smoke in that house has already begun to rise.

"Yaga...... There are Qing slaves here, and there are flower girls...... "As soon as the ronin saw Boss Mi and his party, his eyes lit up, "Wearing silk! This is a rich man's ......" After speaking, the ronin rushed up with a strange scream.

The young man's legs were weak with fright, and he turned his head and wanted to flee back, but when he looked back, there were three Japanese on the road, and now both sides were blocked. Boss Mi knelt on the ground, took out a handful of silver dollars from his arms and threw them out.

"Please let me go, all my money will be given to you, as long as you let me go, I will thank you for my broken house when I turn back, and I will give you more money......" After speaking, kowtow like pounding garlic.

The crazy ronin bent over and desperately picked up the money, and Boss Mi wanted to escape as soon as he saw the opportunity to jump, but how could he escape from these professional murderers, and he was kicked into the corner by the ronin with just one kick.

"Baga, you dare to tease me with money...... The woman behind you is very beautiful, hurry up and ...... "The ronin who drew the knife grabbed Boss Mi's concubine and tore half of his sleeve with a stabbing sound.

"Lord save me, master save me......" The woman was pressed to the ground and struggled desperately.

"Uncle, a few uncles, please let us go, I'll give you money, I have money for you......" Boss Mi had no other way but kowtow. But these beasts have lost their humanity, they want money, they want to kill, and women can't let go.

Adults are wailing, children are crying bitterly, and even the blood-colored moon can't bear to watch this human tragedy pull through the clouds around them to cover their faces.

Perhaps it was the pleading of Boss Mi and his party that boreed the ronins, and one of the thugs raised his knife and shouted, "Baga......!

At this moment, a crisp explosion suddenly came, and then there was a chaotic clanging sound, and the knife fell to the ground. When the ronins looked back, they found that a bullet hole in the center of the ronin's eyebrows was oozing blood, and then the corpse fell to the ground.

"Yes, Chinese are all with them......" A group of people rushed out of the street corner with a burst of shouts, although there were only about thirty of them, but they rushed over like thousands of horses between the runs.

At the head was a short-haired young man with a revolver glowing from his hand, and he was still shouting excitedly as he ran, "What a fucking accurate, a headshot...... Folks, what to do with these brutes! Kill one to make one, kill two to earn one......"

Boss Mi and those ronins were already stupid, but when they saw the recognition flag carried by a strong man behind the young man, the hearts of the ronins fell into hell, and the Chinese all burst into tears.

"Xiao Lotian! It's Xiao Lotian......" Chinese shouted with hope, while the Japanese shouted with despair in the face of death.

"Slaughter this group of beasts!" Xiang Shaolong, who was carrying the flag on his back, roared, and behind him, the thirty green forest masters with the highest combat effectiveness swept over like a tide, and no one could pass by the soldiers.

Boss Mi was crying and couldn't speak, and he couldn't forget the scene in front of him for the rest of his life. The ground was full of American high-legged military boots beating, Spencer spears spewed fire, and blood splashed under the bright steel knives.

"Xiao Letian, it's the adults of the mother country who have come to save us......" The black and white flag in the sea breeze is hunting, and the three words Xiao Letian seem to have magic power, which makes people feel at ease when they look at it.

"Folks, follow us, we will take you to break through...... What are you doing, 100,000 Chinese didn't even resist at all, how did they escape like ducks......"

At this time, Boss Mi didn't know where the courage came from, so he picked up two knives from the pool of blood, stuffed them into the guy, and clenched them tightly, "Go, follow the adults of the mother country, even if we die, we have to pull a cushion on our backs......"

A soldier patted Boss Mi on the shoulder, "That's right, our 100,000 Chinese in Naha, even if we die together, we can kill all the Japanese, why don't we do it with them......"

At this time, Xiao Letian's high-pitched roar suddenly came from the front, "Those who commit strong men will be punished even if they are far away!" Kill this group of beasts...... At the front of the flag, a group of Japanese ronin's hundred-person formation was gathering, and the bright and dangling swords formed a forest of steel, and they were pressing towards Xiao Letian and them with neat steps.

"That is the leader of the Qing slaves...... Claim his head...... Duck give!"K