"I'm so disappointed, Ah Yi." Liao Mingyu whispered in his ear.

"You are too soft-hearted to do anything. Do you think he is pitiful and innocent?"

"But have you ever thought about your father? He is innocent? Isn't he pitiable?!"

Liao Mingyu suddenly raised his voice, grabbed Ayi's collar and asked.

"If your father saw your behavior today, do you think he would hate you?!"

"Ah!" Ayi roared regretfully, and his eyes were instantly wet with tears.

His father, just walking on the way to work, was used as a target for gun practice by a few bored little Japanese soldiers, and was shot in the head. No one was provoked, no one was provoked, just because these Japanese soldiers wanted to practice gun shooting.

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Because of this incident, he angrily joined the military academy and became a soldier.

This incident has always been a nightmare in his mind.

"This little devil is also an accomplice in killing your father. They don't deserve your mercy. You have to avenge your father! Avenge the Chinese people who were killed by these beasts! Kill him!" Liao Mingyu yelled at him.

"kill!"

Ah Yi yelled wildly, rushed towards the little Japanese with a rifle, and stabbed the little Japanese's chest with the bayonet on the rifle.

"Ah! So beautiful!"

Tears blurred his eyes, and the bayonet missed the target and only penetrated into the kid's shoulder. The pain made the kid scream on the ground.

Ayi's eyes were red now. He pulled out his bayonet and continued to stab him again and again crazily, until the little devil was dying and could not make any sound, and his chest was already a bloody mess.

"Daddy, I'm sorry, don't be sorry, I was so wrong!" The sad Ayi knelt on the ground and cried, holding his head in his arms. He shouted in his hometown dialect, "Dad, I'm sorry for you."
Chapter completed!