Chapter 148: He Yuzhu's Moment of Life and Death

Zhao Ying looked at the scene in the distance where the sounds of killing shook the sky and flames soared, and couldn't help but whisper to He Yuzhu, "You kid, you really are sinister!"

"It's not like I had a choice; after we left the restaurant, they didn't intend to let us go. If I'm not mistaken, the people eating in the restaurant are nine times out of ten already dead there." He Yuzhu responded coldly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, "Since those high-and-mighty masters want to watch the ethnic groups fight, then we'll let them taste the price of inciting conflict!"

The two quickly withdrew from this place of trouble.

When they reached the roadside, they happened to see a luxurious Cadillac parked in front of a bank, and a white man hurriedly locked the car and left.

He Yuzhu's mind stirred, and that set of keys fell silently into his space.

After that person walked far away, he immediately got into the car with Zhao Ying, started it, and sped off in another direction of the city.

Zhao Ying looked at the car and said, "This car is really luxurious."

"This is a modified car!" He Yuzhu said.

"You know about this too?" Zhao Ying asked curiously.

"Our head of state is equipped with this model of car!" He Yuzhu said.

In his past life, He Yuzhu had spent many years in an Automobile Factory and knew the history of various cars like the back of his hand.

The car had not driven more than a few kilometers when they saw a neighborhood very similar to Chinatown; there were Japanese signs everywhere, the sounds of killing shook the sky within the neighborhood, and several buildings were burning with raging fires, with thick smoke rolling—the scene was even more tragic than Chinatown.

He Yuzhu slowed the car down and asked, "Is this where the Japanese live? It seems even more chaotic than Chinatown."

Zhao Ying carefully observed the familiar street scene outside the window and said, "This place is called 'Little Tokyo'; it used to be a place where Japanese immigrants gathered, and there were also many Koreans. After World War II broke out, many Japanese descendants were forcibly relocated, and after the war ended, they seemed to have returned."

"Let the little Japanese and the white people bite each other like dogs; that's quite interesting. Let's go, let's go add some fuel to the fire." He Yuzhu said, parking the car in a hidden spot, and the two moved on foot toward the core area of the conflict.

The scene before them was not much better than Chinatown.

The only difference was that the little Japanese here seemed to be organized.

A large group of white thugs were attacking a group of people with Asian faces.

They must be Japanese, because they all had white cloth with red suns wrapped around their heads.

Judging from today, the organizational level of these little Japanese was far stronger than that of the Chinese.

When the thugs attacked Chinatown, thousands of Chinese did not resist and let themselves be slaughtered.

These Japanese descendants looked quite fierce, and there seemed to be guns at their waists.

It seemed that only a spark was needed to detonate this powder keg.

The shops on both sides of the street were already engulfed in flames, both sides were throwing stones and Molotov cocktails at each other, and the sounds of killing were deafening.

And the Police were still hiding far behind their patrol cars, chatting and smoking, without the slightest intention of intervening.

He Yuzhu observed for a moment and said to Zhao Ying, "Inciting the Police and the white people to fight each other here won't work. Then let these two groups fight to the death!"

He Yuzhu repeatedly observed the terrain and found an excellent sniper spot.

He assisted Zhao Ying in getting up and hiding her figure well.

Zhao Ying set up her gun and asked, "How do you want to fight this time?"

He Yuzhu pondered for a moment and pointed to several people opposite who were wearing headbands with the Rising Sun flag, saying, "I'll sneak into the Japanese group and provoke the white thugs.

If I don't succeed, you shoot at those little Japanese wearing the Rising Sun flags to enrage them and force them to pull out the guns at their waists. Remember, fire a few shots and move immediately; wait for me at the parking spot."

Seeing Zhao Ying nod, He Yuzhu slid quietly from the roof, moved quickly to the flank of the Japanese defense line, and blended into the crowd without making a sound.

He picked up stones from the ground and threw them at the white thugs' side; every stone he threw could cause massive damage.

After several consecutive precision strikes, the white thugs' formation fell into chaos.

Several fierce thugs were enraged and directly pulled out their guns to shoot in He Yuzhu's direction.

This move completely ignited the war.

Seeing this, many in the Japanese group were also furious and pulled out weapons to fight back.

In an instant, bullets flew across the streets of Little Tokyo, and the conflict escalated suddenly.

Zhao Ying, who was at a high point, did not fully follow He Yuzhu's instructions.

Seeing that the white thugs were gradually gaining the upper hand and advancing continuously, and fearing that He Yuzhu would be accidentally injured, she used her height advantage to shoot at the white side, and soon more than a dozen people were killed or wounded.

Her continuous shooting alerted some experienced white thugs—many of these people were veterans who had participated in World War II and possessed considerable military proficiency.

Soon, two figures used cover to quietly sneak toward the building where Zhao Ying was located.

At this moment, Zhao Ying was fully focused on shooting and had completely forgotten He Yuzhu's instruction to "fire a few shots and move."

Danger was quietly approaching her.

Seeing that the goal of inciting the two sides to exchange fire had been achieved, He Yuzhu retreated immediately.

When he passed the building where Zhao Ying was hiding, he suddenly discovered two figures approaching her position from the rear.

His heart tightened, and he quickly leaped onto a nearby roof to check.

He saw that one thug had already drawn his gun and aimed at Zhao Ying's back!

At the critical moment, He Yuzhu took a sniper rifle from his space and pulled the trigger directly.

The gunshots occurred almost simultaneously.

The moment He Yuzhu's bullet hit the thug, the thug's gun also fired; the bullet grazed Zhao Ying's scalp, breaking off a section of her coiled long hair!

Just as He Yuzhu was about to leap down from the roof, "Bang!" another bullet whistled over, aiming straight for his forehead.

He hurriedly lowered his head to dodge, but lost his balance because of it and fell from the roof more than ten meters high.

In a moment of crisis, he had a sudden flash of inspiration and grabbed an electric wire to cushion the fall, rolling into a blind spot for shooting when he landed.

"There's a sniper, and a skilled one at that." He Yuzhu's heart sank, and he began to worry about Zhao Ying's safety.

He immediately threw a Hand Grenade at the opposite side and, under the cover of the explosion, circled toward Zhao Ying's direction.

The opponent did not fire again, clearly afraid of exposing their position.

The less the opponent fired, the more afraid He Yuzhu felt, because you didn't know where they were hiding. It seemed he could only use area-of-effect firepower.

He Yuzhu threw Hand Grenades at several locations where the sniper might be hiding.

"Boom, boom..." The sounds of explosions rang out one after another.

He Yuzhu had already arrived behind Zhao Ying, "Drop the gun, roll down from the roof!"

Hearing this, Zhao Ying immediately abandoned her gun and rolled down.

He Yuzhu caught her steadily and said urgently, "There is a sniper nearby, we need to leave here immediately."

The two retreated at high speed, rushed to the car, opened the doors to get in, and drove away at full speed.

Still shaken, Zhao Ying's face was deathly pale; she looked at He Yuzhu and apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I was too willful and almost implicated you."

"You were too disobedient. I told you to fire a few shots and run, but you kept shooting from one spot. Let me tell you, many of those white thugs are military veterans; there are hidden talents among them, and that shot just now almost cost you your life!" He Yuzhu scolded.

"I saw that you were in some danger over there, so I wanted to provide you some cover! I'm sorry!" Zhao Ying said.

"No need to say sorry to me, you need to remember this lesson. I cannot protect you for a lifetime!" He Yuzhu said.

Zhao Ying pursed her lips.

Just at this moment, a figure suddenly darted out from the alley ahead and blocked the middle of the road!

That person raised their gun and fired—it was exactly that elusive sniper.

He had actually anticipated He Yuzhu's retreat route and taken a shortcut to intercept them here!