Chapter 112: Deformation
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Yang Guan's face was gloomy, his eyes were red, and the killing intent was surging all over his body, causing his body to tremble slightly.
Hate, who has ever experienced the feeling of losing a loved one, who cares about the life and death of a shepherd baby, only the teacher and the teacher regard themselves as their own, but unfortunately they have died tragically, that is the eternal pain in the heart!
Ashamed, Murong Yan has a life-saving grace for herself, admiration, she has fought side by side in life and death, time has passed, she has failed her love, and she has not maintained her safety, this is the eternal guilt in my heart!
Pain, what bullshit God of War, even the people closest to him can't protect the title of God of War, kissing and leaving his wife, his first love is dying, why does God torture himself, why?
Hatred, the little devil pig and dog are not as good, they ruined everything about themselves, and there are those snobbish, selfish, and acting for the tiger, these people deserve to die!
Kill, Lao Tzu wants to kill all evil people, bury his relatives, seek justice for countless unjust souls, do his best for the peace of the country, and kill all the despicable people!
Yang Guan's heart is like a needle prick, like a fire, like a volcano about to erupt, tormenting his body, mind and soul thinking all the time.
The pain is in the bone marrow, the hatred is in the sky, the killing intent is like a knife, and the emotional injury is like a storm!
At this moment, only he knows best how much pain he has in his body and mind, how much he hates, how much he misses his relatives, and how much guilt he feels, deriving a murderous heart that pierces the sky.
And he can only bear all this silently, with nowhere to vent, unable to recover, causing a heart to be shattered, and he can only grit his teeth and endure it!
He knew that the two soldiers in front of him were the culprits, but they were not the masterminds, and he was afraid that he would tear up the only clue to investigate the mastermind behind the scenes.
The fuse ignited the grief that had been hidden deep in his heart, endless thoughts, guilt, self-blame, and all negative feelings!
He has always been bent on fighting the war and killing devils, just to take revenge, maybe very selfish, but this is his only choice.
Only by killing devils will he have peace of mind, and sacrifice his relatives with the heads of little devils, the more the better, in order to soothe the wounds in his heart.
Embarking on the path of an instructor is just to increase the intensity of killing devils, to reduce the hatred in his heart in the form of massacre, and to do his part to appease thousands of unjust souls.
Every time he witnessed the dead civilians, the sacrificed countrymen, and the traumatized land, the hatred in his heart grew day by day.
Born in the war years, he had no choice, only to fight to survive, to repay the land that gave birth to body and mind, parents and relatives, killing devils is his fate and duty.
Everything else is fleeting, what bullshit regime, selfish interests, in his eyes are all dung, worthless.
Yang Guan just wants to protect his relatives, repay his kindness, return his affection, and live that carefree pastoral life, nothing else.
And all this is shattered by the damn war, what to do?
Kill, kill all the little devils who have destroyed all this, it is best to slaughter the race raised by dogs, exterminate their species, and wipe out the souls of pigs and dogs.
In the past, he didn't care about the fighting of the people, as long as it didn't affect the killing of devils, everything was easy to say, even if it was in the cracks, he had no regrets.
Now it can't be done, some people want to put him to death, and they have ignored it many times when they send people to assassinate him, but at this moment it touches his soul and inspires him to kill him.
Yang Guan glared at the two soldiers with infinite hatred, eager to smash them to death, and there were no bones left, so as to eliminate the hatred in his heart!
Monk Wei was resentful, what is the matter, if this shell extends three meters further, the instructor may be killed, and Lao Tzu will be a joke if he is ordered to block the bullet for the instructor.
His eyes were red with hatred, and he quickly removed the bayonet on the 38 big cover, pressed the right hand of the unopened soldier to the ground, separated one finger, and slashed with the sword.
The soldier struggled as hard as he could, but he was no match for the monk, and he was so weak that he was so frightened that tears and snot flowed, but he did not speak.
The bayonet flashed away, and with a "poof" sound, it cut off the soldier's little finger, stirring up a column of blood.
The soldier screamed "ah", trembling all over his body, terrified, and struggling incessantly, trying to break free from the monk's restraints.
However, his struggle was in vain, and his right hand could not be moved in the slightest.
In desperation, the soldier fought back, hitting the monk in the crotch with his left fist, biting his calf with his mouth, and joining the fight even with both feet.
"Dare to die!" Monk Wei roared, stabbed his knife to the ground, grabbed the soldier's left arm with his free right hand, twisted it violently, and dislocated it with a "click".
The soldier's blood-red eyes and muffled snort as he fought back desperately, bent on death.
Monk Wei was furious, raised his left foot and stomped on the soldier's back, stepped directly on the ground and couldn't move, and stuffed a stinky sock into the soldier's mouth.
Yang Guan saw that the hatred was all over the sky, and he shouted loudly: "I, Yang Guan, swear here, I will definitely put your family to death, even if I have a bad name, I will not hesitate to kill him!"
In extraordinary times, use extraordinary means to hell with mercy!
If you don't make a little ruthless move, those people still think that Lao Tzu eats fasting and recites Buddha?
Soldiers must have been threatened in some way because they were not afraid of death, and it was not uncommon for their families to restrain them.
In addition to this one, that is, die-hard elements, this kind of person aiding and abetting the abuse, even more deserved.
Dare to give birth to a malicious heart to attack and kill, Lao Tzu can't care about the word mercy, since you hit the muzzle of Lao Tzu's gun, you should warn some people of the sacrifice!
What's more, if you don't make a little ruthless move, it is estimated that there will be more soldiers who work for those who seek power for their own desires.
It's not a disaster for the family, hmph, this is a fart in the eyes of the bureaucrats, they do everything.
In this case, Lao Tzu is also a villain, and it is a big deal to kill one more little devil in a brigade as an apology, and only complain that your children and grandchildren are with the wrong person and choose the wrong path.
Lao Tzu is a man, not a god, and not a saint.
From now on, Lao Tzu will be the devil in the mouth of the little devil, only the devil, and the commander who devours all evil.
Come, let all evil drown in, and fulfill Lao Tzu's devilish name!
The soldier's resistance, stubbornness, and unyielding appearance changed his mentality.
Nine times out of ten, things in the world are not satisfactory, and often a small thing changes fate, and even causes a disaster.
Yang Guan is just an ordinary person, and the calmness and sophistication he shows are only the indoctrination and edification of his teacher, and he also has seven emotions and six desires, and it is difficult to get rid of all the troubles in the world.
At this moment, he regretted a little, he was annoyed that he was too merciful, and he was worthy of supporting the war of resistance in the cracks, but why should he count those bureaucrats?
If you are not strong enough and ruthless, it is not enough to deter people.
does not seek the interests of the powerful, but it is absolutely not allowed to tolerate and nurture adultery and act for the tiger.
The bureaucrats are not bent on fighting the war, so how can the seized supplies equip their private forces?
Monk Wei did not have a soft heart, and slashed the soldiers alive one by one, and his original unyielding will to resist death was gone, revealing a pleading look, but he did not get a trace of recognition and sympathy.
Another soldier was so frightened that his whole body was like a sifting chaff, his face turned pale, and he howled in fear: "I, I say, I will say anything......