Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

Chapter 703 Jiang Wenting's Abnormality

Jiang Wenming reached out and pulled down the mask on his face, revealing his own face.

"Why are you here? Why do you have so much money? What did you do?" Jiang Wenming's voice was serious and cold, and his eyes were fixed on Jiang Wenting.

At this moment, the sky was slowly getting brighter, and Jiang Wenting's eyes fell on the face of the tall man opposite.

When she saw the other person's face clearly, an indescribable shock surged in her heart.

She stared at the person in front of her with wide eyes in disbelief, her lips trembling slightly, and after a long while she managed to squeeze out a sentence from her throat: "You...how are you still alive?"

These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Jiang Jiyun and Jiang Wenming's hearts hard. Their faces instantly became solemn and their brows were furrowed.

"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Jiyun's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of questioning in his tone. "Did you know that the village was massacred by the Japanese? Did this matter have anything to do with you?"

Jiang Wenting took a sudden step back, her voice trembling as she explained, "I... I asked someone to bring some things back, and when they came back they told me that our village had been massacred by the Japanese."

Jiang Wenming stared at Jiang Wenting without blinking, trying to see through her eyes the true thoughts deep in her heart.

When he saw that Jiang Wenting did not rush over to reunite with him as he had imagined, but chose to take a step back, his heart suddenly sank.

Jiang Wenming involuntarily raised the gun in his hand, and the black muzzle pointed directly at Jiang Wenting.

His voice became hoarse with anger, and he demanded loudly, "Jiang Wenting, it's really you! Why did you do this? Those who died were all your relatives!"

Facing Jiang Wenming's questioning, Jiang Wenting suddenly showed a smile on her face, which seemed particularly strange in this tense atmosphere.

She said calmly, "Wenming, what are you talking about? I've been out the whole time. How could I possibly harm my family?"

Jiang Jiyun looked at the child in her arms expressionlessly, with the black muzzle of the gun pointed directly at the child's head. As long as she dared to attack her uncle, she would pull the trigger in the next second.

Her voice was cold and ruthless. "That child in your arms is yours, right? If you don't tell the truth, I'll shoot him in the head right now."

Jiang Wenting had a smile on her face, but when she heard Jiang Jiyun's words, the smile disappeared instantly. She was not only worried about her child's safety but also about her own situation.

Her face turned pale, her lips trembling slightly, and she looked at Jiang Wenming in disbelief. "Jiang Wenming, you want to kill me? I'm your cousin! How could you do this to me? Why do you think I harmed the villagers? My parents are also in the village. How could I do that? Are you crazy?"

Jiang Wenming's body was trembling slightly. He held the gun and approached Jiang Wenting step by step.

His eyes were filled with pain and anger. "My mother and eldest sister-in-law died in the Japanese laboratory. My second sister-in-law and little niece were tortured beyond recognition. Many people in the village couldn't even be found. They died in a foreign country in such an unclear manner. Some people's life or death is still unknown..."

His voice became lower and lower, and finally he was choked with sobs and couldn't speak.

Jiang Wenming could never have imagined that the horrific massacre in the village would be related to his own relatives. He really could not accept this fact.

The image of the woman who blocked the bayonet for him kept appearing in Jiang Jiyun's mind. Her face, her voice, and her every move were deeply imprinted in Jiang Jiyun's heart.

However, what made Jiang Jiyun sad was that the original owner's mother did not know that her daughter had unfortunately passed away before, and she did not know whether she could be reunited with her daughter in the underworld.

Jiang Jiyun finally learned the truth today. The anger in her heart was ignited, and her only thought was to avenge the original owner and her daughter.

Jiang Wenting noticed the murderous intent in Jiang Jiyun's eyes, and especially when she saw Jiang Jiyun's trembling fingers, she felt even more panic in her heart.

She quickly explained, "I don't know why you're putting this on me. Is it just because you want to find a scapegoat, so you're putting all the blame on a weak woman like me?"

Jiang Jiyun watched Jiang Wenting deny her actions, her voice becoming increasingly harsh. "Then tell me, why are you here? And why are you being escorted by a Japanese officer? So many Japanese soldiers died in that bombing, but you were safe and sound. How do you explain that?"

Jiang Jiyun questioned Jiang Wenting while slowly approaching her.

When the distance between the two was close enough, Jiang Jiyun suddenly took action and threw the powder in his hand towards Jiang Wenting.

Since Jiang Wenting refused to tell the truth, Jiang Jiyun decided to capture her first and then torture her to see if she could continue to be stubborn and refuse to tell the truth.

Before Jiang Wenming fell, Jiang Wenming quickly stretched out his hands and steadily caught the child in her arms. The child lay lifeless in his arms.

Jiang Wenming looked at the motionless child. He stretched out his trembling fingers and carefully touched the child's nostrils, but could not feel his breath at all.

"The child is dead..." Jiang Wenming's voice was filled with shock and disbelief.

Jiang Jiyun immediately put away the gun in his hand and walked quickly to Jiang Wenming.

She lowered her head to check the child, and when her eyes fell on the bullet hole at the heart position on the child's back, her face became solemn.

Jiang Wenming also saw the bullet hole, and his heart ached.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Jiang Wenting lying on the ground.

Her eyes were wide open, filled with hatred and despair, staring at Jiang Wenming as if she wanted to eat him alive.

"Isn't this your child? The child is already..." Jiang Wenming's voice was a little choked. He really couldn't understand how a mother could treat her child so coldly.

However, Jiang Jiyun shook his head and calmly analyzed, "This can't be her child. Look, the child is thin and small, obviously caused by long-term malnutrition. Given her conditions, how could her child not have enough to eat?"

After hearing what Jiang Jiyun said, Jiang Wenming's anger grew even more intense.

He strode up to Jiang Wenting, raised his hand, and slapped her twice.

"When did you become so cold-blooded? The child is so young, what did he do wrong?" Jiang Wenming's roar echoed in the air, carrying endless anger and disappointment.

Jiang Jiyun also came over and took out a piece of cloth from his bag.

She moved quickly and decisively, covering Jiang Wenting's eyes tightly with the cloth so that she could no longer stare at them with such hatred.

Jiang Wenming took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner turmoil. He reached out and grabbed Jiang Wenting's collar and lifted her up like a chicken.

Jiang Jiyun held Jiang Wenming tightly and led them both into the space.