This killer star of the War of Resistance Against Japan was only 9 years old.

Chapter 268 Zhang Qing, founder of the Mutual Aid Association

The Japanese soldiers guarding the vehicle didn't even notice Bai Luosai's subtle movement with the high-explosive grenade. The two Japanese soldiers at the very front frantically reached out to catch the flying Japanese soldier.

But Bai Luo's strength was far beyond what these two Japanese soldiers could withstand.

The moment the two Japanese soldiers made contact with the flying Japanese soldier, they were knocked backward by the enormous force emanating from him.

"Click."

One of the relatively thin Japanese soldiers had his arm broken by the impact, and the sharp bone spur pierced through the skin, causing a large bump to form on his thick cotton-padded coat.

"ah...."

A high-pitched scream came from the mouth of the Japanese soldier.

But it was immediately drowned out by two loud roars.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two earth-shattering explosions rang out almost simultaneously.

In an instant, the Japanese soldier that Bai Luo had thrown over exploded. The powerful shockwave from the explosion carried the fragments of the soldier's body and the shrapnel of the grenade into a circular pattern that rapidly spread outwards.

The Japanese soldiers surrounding the vehicle were caught off guard by the bombing and had no time to react.

Centered on the Japanese soldiers thrown by Bai Luo, the Japanese soldiers within a 5-meter radius were mercilessly tossed about like fragile puppets, their bodies pierced by flying shrapnel from grenades before they even hit the ground.

The once tightly guarded Japanese formation was now in complete chaos. The screams of the Japanese soldiers and the cries of the surrounding civilians mingled together, echoing through the sky. The entire crossroads was filled with the figures of civilians fleeing in all directions.

Meanwhile, Bai Luo had already taken advantage of the gap in the Japanese defenses to reach the letter on the last page.

At this moment, the letter on the last page was also lying miserably on the back seat, his head and face covered with cuts from shards of glass.

Bai Luo opened the car door and pulled up the last page of the letter. She then discovered a piece of rib stuck in the chest of the letter. She didn't know which Japanese soldier had broken it off, but judging from the depth of the wound, the Japanese general was obviously not going to survive.

Bai Luo cursed inwardly. He had originally wanted to capture him alive, but now he could only send him back to his hometown.

Thinking of this, Bai Luo exerted force with both hands and snapped the neck of the letter on the last page.

At the same time, he drew the pistol from the back of the letter and shot the Japanese soldiers who were still screaming in agony on the ground one by one.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

The continuous gunfire drew the attention of the civilians who were terrified by the explosions and were hiding in all directions.

Watching Bai Luo, dressed as a doll, calmly shoot down the Japanese soldiers on the ground.

Complex expressions flashed in each of their eyes.

After eliminating all the Japanese soldiers on the scene, Bai Luo heard several warning whistles coming from afar.

Bai Luo immediately checked the monitoring radar and saw that it showed a large number of Japanese markings heading towards him.

Bai Luo glanced at the lifeless letter inside the car, then at the military knife lying on the car floor.

Bai Luo climbed back into the car and planted a booby trap under him.

But he couldn't let his efforts go to waste, so Bai Luo took the command sword from the last page of the letter.

Then he plunged headlong into the nearest alley and disappeared from the sight of the people.

However, several of the people who ran shops on the street exchanged glances and then turned around and went back into their shops.

"Child, over here, over here."

When Bai Luo ran to a fork in the alley again, an old man poked his head out of the door and gave Bai Luo directions.

Bai Luo immediately ran in the direction the old man pointed. Along the way, whenever there was a fork in the road, people would intentionally or unintentionally point him in the right direction.

This will allow Bai Luo to leave this area more quickly.

This made Bai Luo very curious about how the news was being passed on among the people. None of the people who were giving him directions had witnessed him killing the Japanese soldiers. Who had such great ability to arrange for people to guide him at every fork in the road?

This question lingered in Bai Luo's mind throughout the time he was on the run.

When Bai Luo arrived at another fork in the road, a middle-aged man, about 1.7 meters tall, rather thin, wearing black-rimmed glasses and a blue long gown, dressed like a schoolteacher, appeared in front of him.

The middle-aged man smiled at Bai Luo, pointed to the room next to him, and gestured for Bai Luo to go inside.

Seeing this, Bai Luo knew that this man was the one who had given directions, and Bai Luo was also quite curious about what his purpose was.

Without any hesitation, he ran straight into the house the middle-aged man pointed to.

After seeing Bai Luo enter, the middle-aged man glanced around and, finding nothing amiss, also entered the house, closing the door tightly behind him.

At this moment, Bai Luo was looking around at the layout of the room. It was very simple, and the only thing that seemed out of place was the telephone on the table. Seeing the telephone, Bai Luo could roughly guess what was going on.

Upon seeing the middle-aged man enter, Bai Luo turned her gaze to him.

Judging from the markings displayed on the surveillance radar, this person is just an ordinary citizen.

Bai Luo wanted to know if he had any other hidden identities, so he used the Eye of Truth directly on the middle-aged man.

Name: Zhang Qing

Age: 41

Identity: Commoner of the Dragon Kingdom.

Founder of the mutual aid society.

Upon seeing this information, Bai Luo was confused. What kind of organization was the Mutual Aid Association? He had never heard of it.

It seemed Zhang Qing understood Bai Luo's many questions. He chuckled and spoke.

“Child, I mean no harm. Those who gave you directions are indeed our people. They brought you here partly to help you escape the Japanese devils’ pursuit, and partly to do some business with you.”

As he spoke, Zhang Qing walked to the inner room next door, took out a set of children's clothes, and handed them to Bai Luo.

"You should change into this first. Many people will remember your outfit."

Bai Luo took the clothes and quickly changed, but did not take off the hood. Finally, she stuffed the tiger-head hat into her arms.

He couldn't lose this hat; it was made by his aunt herself.

After changing his clothes, Bai Luo looked up at Zhang Qing and said...

"Tell me, why did you lure me here?"

Bai Luo got straight to the point; he didn't have time to waste on this.

Seeing this, Zhang Qing also spoke frankly.

Before we get down to business, I'd like to ask if you threw the bomb at the crossroads, young man?

"It's me? What's wrong?"

Zhang Qing was overjoyed upon hearing Bai Luo's words and then voiced his request.

"We need grenades and explosives. Do you have any, young man?"

"Yes, don't you want the guns?"

Bai Luo asked with some surprise.

Zhang Qing was overjoyed upon hearing this; he had found the right person.

He then hurriedly spoke.

"We can buy guns, but we really can't get grenades and explosives in Er City."

Bai Luo nodded upon hearing Zhang Qing's explanation. Thinking about how these people had arranged his evacuation route, an idea popped into Bai Luo's mind.

"I have plenty of grenades and explosives, but let's make it clear first, I don't lack money, you'll have to trade something else for it."

Zhang Qing was taken aback. "If not money, then what?" So Zhang Qing asked directly.

"What would you like to exchange for it, young man?"

Bai Luo's lips curled up slightly beneath her face mask.

"Intelligence and providing safe houses."