Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

"kill!"

Wang Feng roared in his heart and instantly burst into full speed. At a speed of 160, with a shield in his left hand and a knife in his right, he rushed to the main gate of the Yasukuni Shrine in the blink of an eye.

"What?! What's this?"

A group of children stood at the main entrance of the Yasukuni Shrine when they saw a hooded person carrying a large knife running towards them at inhuman speed, and they all screamed in alarm.

Wang Feng showed no mercy. As he charged toward the group of scoundrels, he slashed horizontally with his broadsword.

"Puff puff puff".

With one swift stroke, five people standing close together were cut in half at the waist, their intestines and internal organs spilling out, blood splattering everywhere.

"what!"

"Terrorist attack! This is a terrorist attack!"

"You bastard! You audacious madman, how dare you commit violence at Yasukuni Shrine! You're dead! You're dead!"

"Puff puff puff".

Wang Feng wasn't here to reason with these beasts. With another slash, four more people were cut in half at the waist, blood spurting everywhere.

"Run!"

A group of people who were preparing to visit the Yasukuni Shrine to pay their respects witnessed such a bloody scene. They screamed wildly, their legs went weak with fear, and they fled in all directions like madmen.

Wang Feng didn't care about the people who were escaping. He certainly couldn't kill them all by himself, and he couldn't stop them all from escaping. However, those who ran slowly were the ones who were unlucky.

He swung his broadsword wildly, and with each strike, at least three people were cut in half at the waist. In areas where people were gathered, a single strike could even kill six people.

With a hundred-pound broadsword and the added strength of three thousand pounds, these little people are like tofu, easily broken at the slightest touch.

"Aaaaaah!"

Upon seeing this demon, Xiao Rizi didn't hesitate. He grabbed his knife and started slashing. In the blink of an eye, he had killed dozens of people, who screamed in terror. Many of them were so frightened that they defecated and urinated.

However, Wang Feng didn't care about any of that. Today, he was going to go on a killing spree and have a good time. These lowly men dared to come and pay homage to Class A war criminals, so they were not innocent. Besides, in Wang Feng's mind, no male lowly man was innocent.

"Bang."

"clang."

Just then, the gatekeeper called over the patrol team from the Yasukuni Shrine. When they saw the thugs killing tourists, they were about to shoot them without saying a word. However, because Wang Feng kept moving, their marksmanship was not very accurate, and they only hit Wang Feng's shield, making a "clang" sound.

Wang Feng's spiritual sense had been activated, and he had already seen the patrol team arrive. However, the guns these people carried were all Type 38 rifles. Even if he didn't use a shield and just stood there letting them shoot, they wouldn't be able to break through his defenses.

His strength of 3,000 jin is not just a simple 3,000 jin. If we take the strength of a normal adult male as 150 jin, then his physique, defense, endurance and other aspects are 20 times that of a normal adult male.

"kill!"

Wang Feng roared inwardly and charged toward the patrol team.

"Baka yarou! Shoot him! Kill him!"

"Clang clang clang".

A series of metallic clanging sounds came from the shield. The bullets could only leave a shallow white mark on the shield. Occasionally, one or two bullets hit Wang Feng, but he only felt a slight pain, a little more painful than a mosquito bite. It was nothing to him.

At a distance of just a few dozen meters, a patrol team of more than twenty people only had time to fire one shot before Wang Feng arrived beside them, wildly swinging his broadsword, instantly cutting five patrolmen in half at the waist.

"Puff puff puff".

"Aaaaaah!"

"You're going to die, you're going to die! Kill them all!"

A group of patrolmen shouted frantically, but many of them were terrified by Wang Feng's inhuman speed and the ferocious scene he had just witnessed. He killed five people with a single slash and cut them in half at the waist. Was he even human?

Two cowards even grabbed their Type 38 rifles and ran away. They were just paid employees, why would they risk their lives?

"You bastards! Yamada Jiro, Matsushita Eiichi, you two scoundrels, how dare you desert your post?"

"Puff puff puff".

Wang Feng didn't care what these lowly people thought; with each strike of his broadsword, three to five people were killed.

Now that he had charged into the patrol team's ranks, it was even harder for the patrol team to aim at him. Fearing to accidentally injure their teammates, those who were closer to Wang Feng began to fight him with bayonets.

But Wang Feng couldn't even get past bullets. These bayonets were like tickling him; at most, they could only pierce his clothes.

"Puff puff puff".

"Ahhh."

The massacre of more than twenty members of the patrol team was over in less than a minute, leaving the scene a river of blood.

By this time, all the people who were standing at the main gate preparing to worship at the Yasukuni Shrine had run away, and even the two guards had long since fled. Wang Feng did not chase after them. With a thought, he put the Type 38 rifle that the patrol team had dropped on the ground into his spatial storage, and then rushed into the Yasukuni Shrine.

Wang Feng killed anyone he saw, regardless of age, gender, or whether they were staff at the Yasukuni Shrine or tourists paying homage to Class A war criminals. No one he saw could escape his pursuit.

A speed of 160 miles per hour is no joke; it's comparable to the speed of a car traveling at high speed in later generations.

Just as Wang Feng was wreaking havoc in the sacred toilets of Yasukuni, in the main hall of the Imperial Palace, the Dog Emperor coldly looked at the Prime Minister beside him and let out an angry roar.

"Baka, baka, you're a piece of trash, a complete waste! You haven't caught these big thieves after all this time. I'll give you three more days. If you still can't catch these big thieves and recover the stolen gold and money, you can quit being prime minister."

The Prime Minister bowed and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty! Rest assured, I sealed off the entire capital last night. With so much gold and money, there's absolutely no way they could escape. I've already arranged for an army group to enter the city; they will surely apprehend these madmen as soon as possible."

The Dog King was furious. 220 tons of gold and $21 billion worth of banknotes had been stolen. This was the first time in the history of the Great Dog Empire that such a huge theft had ever occurred.

He didn't know how these thieves managed to steal so much gold and banknotes silently from such a heavily guarded underground vault, but it was the truth, and he had no choice but to believe it.

If 220 tons of gold, plus $21 billion worth of paper money, can't be recovered, how can he explain it to the public?

Most of this gold and money belong to the general public. If this gold and money cannot be recovered, he doesn't know how much internal strife will ensue in the Great Dog Empire.

He now hated these thieves with a passion that made him want to find them and tear them to pieces. They were specifically targeting the headquarters of major banks. There was so much gold and money that even the national treasury couldn't recover it. If this gold and money couldn't be recovered, the Great Dog Empire would definitely be thrown into chaos.