Everyone will have hatred in their hearts, but the object is different, and the level and degree of hatred are also different.

Maybe it's a conflict between colleagues, maybe it's a hurt of an emotional object, or maybe it's a lack of understanding of your parents......

But all of these hatreds have one thing in common, which is that they will be worn out by time.

And in this era, there is a hatred that can only be washed away by blood, and will never be diluted by time.

Its name is national hatred and family hatred.

From that person's eyes, Liu Cheng saw this kind of hatred, and moreover, it was the kind that never stopped.

"What's your name? Where did it come from? ”

Liu Cheng's voice was calm, trying to make that person slowly calm down.

But after waiting for a long time, the man still didn't say a word.

"Our battalion commander asked you! What are you ...... about" Tang Zhenhu has never been good-tempered, and now he is not sure whether that person is a devil who has infiltrated the city, so naturally he will not have a good attitude.

Liu Cheng raised his hand to interrupt Tang Zhenhu's words and motioned for them to step back.

The two soldiers who held down the man looked at Liu Cheng with some concern, and seeing that he insisted, they had to let go of the man first, slowly took a few steps back, and stared vigilantly.

"My name is Liu Cheng, I am the chief here, what can you tell me."

Liu Cheng continued.

Although the man never spoke, Liu Cheng firmly believed that he was definitely not Japanese.

No matter how much a person disguises it, he cannot disguise his emotions, especially this hatred that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Those film and television works in later generations only use angles, lenses, and atmosphere to reflect emotions, rather than actors who can really perform emotions to the point of reality.

Without real experience, it is impossible to accurately express the corresponding emotions.

And the person in front of him, the hatred in his eyes was like substance, and his gaze at Liu Cheng did not ease at all, but Liu Cheng knew that the hatred was not aimed at him.

He slowly stretched out his hand and put it on the man's shoulder, passing on his kindness to the other party.

After a while, the man's eyes seemed to regain a trace of clarity, and his tense body gradually relaxed.

"Plop"

Obviously, that person's physical strength and spirit have reached the limit, and if this continues, what awaits him is collapse.

"Mother! ……”

Caught off guard, a wail suddenly came out of the man's mouth, startling everyone except Liu Cheng.

Looking at the man's rolling tears, Liu Cheng exhaled lightly and whispered to Tang Zhenhu:

"Go, let the bowl of noodles be delivered, and everyone else will go out first."

Tang Zhenhu wanted to say something, but was glared back by Liu Cheng with his eyes.

Half an hour later, the man finally stopped crying.

Liu Cheng handed the bowl of noodles that was already a little lumpy in front of him, and said softly:

"Eat something first, then talk."

The man looked up at Liu Cheng for the first time, took the bowl and began to gobble it up.

Watching him finish eating the noodles, Liu Cheng stretched out his hand and pointed to the chair next to him:

"Sit down and speak slowly."

The man stared at Liu Cheng's face again for a while, and then slowly spoke:

"My name is Dou Liude, the ...... of Doujia Village"

"Smack!"

As soon as Dou Liude's last word came out, Liu Chengmeng slapped the table and stood up.

"Kasahara Kawakiichi!"

Squeezing these words out between his teeth, he turned his head and shouted out the door:

"Someone! Find Song Wen for Lao Tzu! ”

Tang Zhenhu, who was guarding the door, shrank his neck in fright, and quickly ran away.

Since he joined the independent battalion, he has never seen the battalion commander make such a big fire.

So much so that he couldn't judge the real reason why Liu Cheng was angry, and thought that Song Wen had angered Liu Cheng.

After finding Song Wen, Tang Zhenhu pulled him aside and asked mysteriously:

"Company Commander Song, are you causing something outside?"

Song Wen was stunned by his unfinished words, shook his head and said:

"No, what can I do?"

"Sensei, I can tell you, the battalion commander asked me to call you over, that tone seems to be about to kill, if you cause trouble, you have to be careful!"

Song Wen waved his hand with a smile and followed Tang Zhenhu towards Liu Cheng's residence.

"Thirty soldiers from the Special Operations Company will be drawn and follow me out of the city after dark!" This was the first thing Song Wen heard after meeting Liu Cheng.

Song Wen's personality is relatively boring, and he usually doesn't like to talk much; Moreover, he is much older than Liu Cheng, so he is even more reluctant to get to the bottom of it.

Since there is an order, it is carried out.

He doesn't ask, but there are people who are willing to ask.

As soon as Song Wen walked on the front foot, Tang Zhenhu approached Liu Cheng and asked cautiously:

"Battalion commander, what's going on? Is Old Song in trouble? Is it harassing other girls? I'm old and I don't have a daughter-in-law, so I can understand this......"

"Understand your grandma's grandson!" Liu Cheng raised his hand and was a big-necked slipper, which turned Tang Zhenhu's neck red.

"Why are you like Hao Dabao, you just don't clean up, you can't go out to talk about anything, and you can't put a door in your mouth?

Tang Zhenhu looked at Liu Cheng with some grievances:

"Battalion commander, don't I also care, you haven't shown up for so many days, and the whole battalion thinks you're scared!"

Liu Cheng pursed his lips, and a strange smile appeared on his face:

"That's right, Lao Tzu, let them see how scared Lao Tzu is!"

What is Liu Cheng going to do?

Of course, to deal with Kasahara Kawakiichi!

If there was no Dou Liude, he would definitely continue to wait like this, and give him a place to wait for the rabbit and catch the turtle in the urn.

But now, he's going to take the initiative.

According to Dou Liude's description, the team that slaughtered more than 300 people in Doujia Village could only be those from Kasahara Kawakiichi.

I wanted them to live a few more days, so that the soldiers under him could practice their hands.

Since Kasahara Kawakiichi was able to do such a thing, there was no need to keep him anymore.

The former prey and hunter have now switched positions, and Kasahara Kawakiichi's almost desperate assassination is nothing more than a game in Liu Cheng's eyes.

At first, the reason why he didn't choose to send troops out of the city to round up was just to minimize casualties, let those soldiers who had just experienced the big battle have a good rest, and at the same time give the newly recruited recruits enough time to train.

Now, he's not going to do that.

He was no stranger to the cruelty of the Japanese, and there was no shortage of anger and hatred.

It's just that in his previous life, he didn't have such rights, let alone such abilities, so he could only bury his hatred and anger deep in his heart and avenge those innocent people on the battlefield.

Now that Liu Cheng has enough strength, when he faces this situation again, he no longer needs that kind of senseless patience, and he can do it directly.

Now the feud, the present retribution!