Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

"Puff puff puff".

"Aaaaaah!"

"You demon, you monster! We were just ordinary tourists, what did we do to offend you? Why are you killing us?"

Inside the Yasukuni Shrine, a group of tourists were blocked at the entrance by Wang Feng. The entire hall was filled with corpses that had been cut in half at the waist; it was a scene of utter bloodshed.

The remaining dozen or so tourists, realizing they couldn't escape, angrily questioned Wang Feng.

"Waaaaah, Mommy, I'm scared!"

"No, please don't kill me! I'll give you all my money, please don't kill me!"

"Big brother, grandpa, as long as you don't kill me, I'll give you my wife and daughter. You can do whatever you want with them!"

A group of people were trembling with fear and knelt on the ground, hoping that the demon would spare them.

Wang Feng sneered, but apart from his exposed eyes, no one could see his sinister smile.

Since he arrived at the Yasukuni Shrine and went on a killing spree, he hasn't uttered a single word, let alone explained anything to these lowly people.

Yes, they didn't offend him, but these Class A war criminals committed heinous crimes in China, and they still come to worship them. Does this mean that these people also want to follow the example of these Class A war criminals and commit rape and plunder in China?

Wang Feng didn't know much about this despicable race in his time, but he knew very well in later generations that this despicable race instilled the idea of ​​invading the Dragon Kingdom in their children when they were in school, making them believe that invading the Dragon Kingdom was not wrong, but self-preservation, and even a heroic act.

If he were to go on a killing spree in the streets, there might be a chance he would kill the wrong innocent people, but when he came to a place like the Yasukuni Shrine, there was absolutely no possibility of him killing the wrong person.

Besides, it doesn't matter if the wrong person is killed. If you say these staff members are innocent, aren't the tens of millions of people in China who were killed by the "little devils" before also innocent?

Weren't his great-grandfather, great-grandmother, and his grandfather's brothers and sisters innocent? These people would massacre entire villages and cities at the drop of a hat, raping and killing any woman who was even slightly pretty. Weren't they innocent? They killed newborns and children as young as a few years old without hesitation. Weren't they innocent?

Coming to his senses, Wang Feng coldly looked at the dozen or so people he had blocked in the main hall. Among them were children as young as seven or eight, as well as elderly people and women in their sixties. He walked towards them step by step, which made them tremble with fear.

"Puff puff puff".

"Ahhh."

Wang Feng swiftly wielded his blade, and in less than ten seconds, he had slaughtered all of the dozen or so people. A group of them lay in pools of blood, their eyes filled with terror.

After killing the dozen or so people, Wang Feng went to a large hall next door.

However, when he arrived at another hall, it was already deserted. All the tourists and staff at the Yasukuni Shrine knew that a demon was wreaking havoc, sparing neither the elderly nor women and children. The scene was in complete chaos, and everyone was fleeing outside like madmen.

Wang Feng had no choice but to kill as many people as possible in this situation. He wanted to kill them until they were terrified, until they would never dare to worship these Class A war criminals again, and until they would voluntarily destroy places like the Yasukuni Shrine.

Since everyone in the main hall had fled, he went outside to kill them. It was impossible for everyone to run that fast; those who ran slowly could only obediently accept their fate.

He even killed the heavily armed patrol team at the Yasukuni Shrine. These tourists and staff were like lambs to the slaughter; if he saw them, they would surely die.

Just as Wang Feng was getting into the swing of things at the Yasukuni Shrine, a group of heavily armed soldiers stormed into the shrine. Wang Feng's spiritual sense roughly counted several hundred men, equivalent to a battalion.

Among these several hundred people, there were about a dozen heavy machine guns, but no cannons or anything like that.

"Baka yarou! Open fire! Turn this terrorist into a sieve!"

These soldiers had just entered the Yasukuni Shrine when they saw corpses scattered all over the ground, cut in half at the waist. They frantically searched for the terrorists, and now that they saw the terrorists still chasing tourists, the battalion-level officer roared in anger, determined to tear the terrorists to pieces.

Upon hearing the order, the soldiers all aimed at Wang Feng and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da, da da da."

Countless bullets rained down on Wang Feng, but he remained unfazed. Before the sniper could pull the trigger, he quickly placed his shield behind him to block the sniper's attack. With a thought, a portal opened in front of him.

Just as the bullets reached within five meters of Wang Feng, countless bullets mysteriously disappeared and were stored in Wang Feng's spatial storage.

"Da da da, da da da."

Bullets rained down on Wang Feng as if they were free, but the more they fired, the happier he became, as it allowed him to collect more bullets so he could later use their own methods against them.

After a while, the group of soldiers panicked when they saw that the bullets had mysteriously disappeared and they could not hit the target at all.

"Baka! Get the grenades ready! Blow him up!" the battalion-level officer roared.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh."

Dozens of grenades were thrown at Wang Feng, but they were useless; they didn't even have a chance to explode before mysteriously disappearing.

"clang."

Just then, a loud bang came from the shield behind Wang Feng, but the shield was undamaged, only dented by less than a centimeter. He knew without looking that the sniper must have made the move.

Wang Feng looked back and saw a sniper on a tall building about 200 meters away. If it weren't for his superior eyesight, he wouldn't have been able to spot him easily.

"Sorcery! This is sorcery!"

The young soldier, seeing that bullets and grenades had mysteriously disappeared and he could no longer hit his target, screamed in terror.

"Baka yarou! This is a smokescreen! Keep firing! Don't stop the grenades! He can't hold out much longer!"

"Da da da, da da da."

These young soldiers were quite disciplined; they carried out the order without hesitation.

Wang Feng smiled slightly. No matter how many bullets or grenades came, he stored them all in his spatial storage.

"clang."

Another loud bang came from the shield. Wang Feng looked to the side and saw a sniper in a tall building 150 meters away to his right.

However, he is currently collecting ammo and cannot use the bullets from his spatial storage to shoot the two snipers. He can only wait until he has collected enough bullets before dealing with the two snipers.