Chapter 75

Point Girl is paralyzed, and there’s nothing we can do about it. As soon as Point Girl recovers, I’ll upload this chapter. I’m asking for all kinds of votes, thank you.

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Joke!

The fat man sneered inwardly. When the little devils are stronger than you, does talking to them about the Geneva Convention do any good?

Wait until you beat the little devils to the ground, then you can talk about the Geneva Convention.

When the Americans gave the little devils a good beating in the Pacific and dropped two atomic bombs on them, the little devils became cowards. The Geneva Convention became a joke.

After being hit by two atomic bombs, the little devils spent the next few decades licking the Americans' boots. This is the stark reality.

The one with the bigger fist is the one who makes the rules. The Geneva Convention... the fat man chuckled.

"What last words do you have, you bastard?" The fat man pulled out a dagger, scraping his fingers along the blade, feeling its sharpness. He was sure that one stab would go all the way in, and whether it was a little devil or a second-rate devil, it would be a one-stab kill. The blade had a blood groove, so it wouldn’t be too hard to pull out after stabbing.

Actually, the fat man preferred cutting throats, as it was a surefire way to kill.

Heart? Too unreliable. Humans are a strange creature; some people’s hearts aren’t necessarily on the left side.

"Commander Wu, Commander Wu?" Commander Wu finally recognized who this demon was.

"Do you still remember me, Fat Master? Do you think you can avoid death just because of that?" The fat man smiled, a bright smile that showed his surging murderous intent was uncontrollable.

He squatted down, raised his hand, and gestured at Commander Wu’s chest, as if looking for where to stab. Playing with these traitors, seeing their distorted faces, greatly increased the fat man’s interest, even to the point of being a bit perverted.

"No, no, Translator Liu, Brother Liu, you can’t kill me. I just got back from the provincial capital to order a longevity peach for your father’s sixtieth birthday. I’m so good to Old Mr. Liu, Brother Liu, you see..." To save his life, Commander Wu would pull any relationship he could.

"Or, how about Little Peach Red?" Commander Wu added.

"Haha, you old traitor, if Fat Master kills you, the next one will be him!" The fat man laughed heartily. He wouldn’t hesitate to kill the little devils, and he wouldn’t hesitate to kill traitors and second-rate devils.

"Ah!" Commander Wu went limp. Damn, how ruthless could a person be, even willing to kill his own father? Is this even his real son?

The fat man, holding the dagger, said no more. Commander Wu mentioning the father of this body made him furious. The sharp edge of the dagger was placed on Commander Wu’s throat. A light pull would cut his throat, and he would feel the hole in his throat, unable to breathe, until he reached the netherworld.

"No, I don’t want to die..." Commander Wu collapsed.

"Son-in-law, don’t act yet!"

Just as the fat man was about to finish Commander Wu, Li Liu, who had been watching from the side, suddenly spoke.

"Li Liu, are you also trying to stop me, Fat Master?" The fat man’s face showed anger. He was in the mood to kill, and it was hard to stop. Suddenly being interrupted, how could he not be angry?

Besides, Li Liu’s family had all been killed by the little devils.

"Son-in-law, can we talk in private?" Li Liu remained calm in the face of the fat man’s anger, glancing at Commander Wu.

The fat man didn’t speak, but followed Li Liu to the side. Then Li Liu looked at him and lowered his voice, "Son-in-law, killing this traitor feels good, but if the little devils come up with another Commander Huang, Commander Bai, or Commander Hong..."

He knew the fat man was very smart. If not for his bloodlust, he would easily see the consequences. He had to do his part to make the leader of Tiger Mouth Mountain regain clarity. Getting lost in killing would lead to losing oneself.

The fat man was stunned, instantly regaining clarity from his bloodlust. He was slightly startled. Li Liu’s persuasion was more convincing than Colonel Ma’s, as Li Liu could guide.

Everyone has good and evil. A single thought can lead to evil, and a single thought can lead to good. Just now, he almost lost control and went on a killing spree. Now, after Li Liu’s words, he regained clarity and extended the implications.

At least Commander Wu was still under his control. If another commander came, it would take more effort to deal with, and who knows what might happen in the future. It was better to control Commander Wu and avoid the trouble of dealing with it later.

The fat man patted Li Liu’s shoulder and smiled, indicating that he was fine.

Li Liu not only endured humiliation but also had a good mind. No wonder he could stay undercover for four years under Commander Wu without being discovered. Such a person was definitely a talent.

The fat man walked back to Commander Wu, who was pale, squatted down, and smiled at the traitor, saying, "Commander Wu, don’t say Fat Master doesn’t give you a way out. Now Fat Master will show you a path to survival. It’s up to you to take it or not."

"I’ll take it, I’ll definitely take it. I’ll tell you everything I know about the little devils." Commander Wu was already terrified, how could he dare to say no?

Just now, being stared at by the fat man’s small eyes, Commander Wu felt like he was being watched by a fierce beast.

"Alright." The fat man smiled and said to Monkey, "Go, get Fat Master some paper."

Monkey, upon hearing this, immediately went to find paper among the Eighth Route Army. These bandits didn’t have such things; they were all uneducated.

When Monkey found the paper and returned, he handed it to the fat man. Colonel Ma and several Eighth Route Army officers, as well as Tiger and Yang Yun, also gathered around to see how the fat man would deal with Commander Wu.

The fat man took out a fountain pen given by Wang Yi from his pocket and handed it to Commander Wu along with the paper. Commander Wu was puzzled and asked, "What should I write, Master Liu?"

"Simple, I’ll dictate, and you write. If you make one mistake, you won’t live." The fat man sneered.

"I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare!" Commander Wu was sweating profusely, and his hands were trembling.

"I, Wu Qiwēi, am a member of the Fat胆 Special Forces. I blew up the No. 1 warehouse in the county, and the 92mm infantry gun, which was a gift from the Emperor of Japan, was also taken by me." The fat man finished and continued, "Sign your name, write the date, and put your fingerprint."

"What?" Commander Wu trembled. Wu Qiwēi was his name. If he wrote this, he wouldn’t be able to survive in front of the Japanese army.

"Write quickly, Fat Master has no patience." The fat man’s lips curled into a sneer, and he started playing with his dagger again.

Commander Wu, seeing this, trembled. If he didn’t write, the fat man would kill him immediately. As long as this paper didn’t fall into Shallow Field’s hands, he still had a chance to live.

Thinking this, Commander Wu took the pen and started writing, trembling. After finishing, he cautiously asked the fat man, "There’s no ink, what about the fingerprint..."

"Isn’t ink easy?" The fat man sneered, grabbed Commander Wu’s wrist, and slashed with the dagger. Blood immediately gushed out.

"Ah..." Commander Wu felt he was in a terrible situation. Even if the Japanese trusted him, with this signed paper, he wouldn’t survive.

Seeing Commander Wu hesitate, the fat man grabbed his thumb, dipped it in blood, and pressed it on the paper. Then he let go of Commander Wu’s hand and picked up the paper, chuckling.

In the future, if there was a shortage of supplies, food, or weapons, he could have Commander Wu bring them.

"Commander Wu, if you want to live, it’s simple. Follow Fat Master’s orders, and Fat Master will ensure your safety. This paper won’t appear in Shallow Field’s headquarters. If you dare to play games with Fat Master, you know the consequences." The fat man looked at the pale Commander Wu and said.

"I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare." Commander Wu’s face was mournful, and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking that with this paper, he would have to serve both the Japanese and Master Liu. This life would be miserable.

The Japanese Lieutenant Colonel Shallow Field hated the "Fat胆 Hero" for the 92mm infantry gun, which was a gift from the Emperor of Japan, so much that he wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"Fat Master doesn’t want to make things difficult for Commander Wu. Fat Master is a good person." The fat man said shamelessly.

"Yes, Brother Liu is a good person, a very good person." Commander Wu was afraid that the fat man would hand over his "identity proof" to Shallow Field, which would mean certain death. So, whatever the fat man said, he agreed, feeling powerless and almost fainting.

"Here’s the deal. Have your people bring ten Czech machine guns, twenty German 20-shot pistols, 50,000 rounds of Czech machine gun ammunition, 50,000 rounds of pistol ammunition, 50,000 rounds of 38mm rifle ammunition, and 20 boxes of hand grenades to Tiger Mouth Mountain tomorrow."

The fat man’s words shocked Commander Wu, who was very distressed. He was about to bargain, but the fat man was playing with his black dagger, scaring him. He didn’t dare to say more. He could only grit his teeth and agree, as he still had some inventory.

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