The reborn I am the Fuhrer
32 The sorrow of the Chinese

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" If we leave, what will happen to the land and our houses? If we leave them empty, this place might have already become the territory of the Han people when we come back," an old man said hesitantly. He knew those people too well. They were so capable that they could even make a stone mountain grow food. The richest people in Shan State were the Han people. Although they usually did not have conflicts with others, they did not dare to fight back even if they were oppressed. Instead, they silently endured it. However, as long as there was a chance, they would become rich again. As for the locals, they could only live a worse life day by day. They were all working for the Han people. Some locals even thought that the Han people were proud of working.

The glory of the Han people made the locals envious and jealous. If they had the chance, they would rob the Han people without leaving a single cent behind, just like how they harvested nine vegetables.

" We're going to leave anyway. Why don't we rob the Han's wealth and bring it to Kachin State? We've done this several times in the past. As long as no one dies, the Han won't care," a shifty-eyed hooligan said.

"I think it's fine. I've heard that the old people often do this. Moreover, those Han women are so beautiful. If I can do it once, I'm willing to die.。。。”As he spoke, the hooligan's saliva flowed out. When the others heard what he said, their eyes lit up.

" No, no. Our powerful country in the north has just gained independence. He won't just watch his compatriots being humiliated. Without the support of the north, it will be hard for us to stand here." The person who spread the rumor saw that the topic had deviated from his purpose and hurriedly interrupted those people, wanting to wake up those who wanted to die.

Unfortunately, those people had already gone crazy, and their minds were filled with white women. His objections were drowned out without any reaction, and those Myanmar people with green eyes began to contact those who had the same thoughts.

Seeing that the situation was out of his control, the person who spread the rumor quickly ran to the nearest party branch to report to the secretary. As he walked, he was still praying that those people would not make things too bad.

The night of August 8th was destined to be remembered in history. On a small hill outside Mengbin County, countless locals dressed in Burmese costumes gathered. From time to time, many people gathered from all directions. Soon, nearly 1000 people gathered on the hill.

"My fellow villagers, there are countless wealth and women there. They originally belonged to us Burmese people, but those Han people came and seized our land and women.。。Here, we must snatch back what our ancestors threw away, fellow villagers.。。Charge…" After saying that, the person in the lead rushed towards the Han gathering area in the county.

The people behind them also rushed forward as if their wealth would fly away if they were too late.

"Charge…"

"Snatch it…"

That night, the Chinese people in the Chinese district welcomed the most terrifying scene in their lives. The originally honest Burmese people were like man-eating ghosts. They destroyed everything they saw and robbed everything they could take away. Those who tried to stop them were beaten black and blue.

Not long after, when an old Han man tried to beat down the Burmese who robbed him with his own spear, the Burmese who had been aroused by the fire no longer remembered the words of their leaders and began to kill everywhere. The robbery that had started turned into a massacre. They wanted to kill and take revenge on all the wealthy Han people to vent the dissatisfaction that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time. The ugly side of human nature was so cruel and real here. Countless elderly and children were killed. As for the weak Han women, they were being trampled on by the Burmese people. Their screams did not arouse the sympathy of the Burmese people, but instead increased their pleasure. What was going on? Had the Han people really been abandoned by their ancestors? An old man moaned in pain in a pool of blood.

" Tiger, run! Don't worry about us! Go find the Han soldiers and don't come back!" A couple shouted at the boy who was carrying a woman on his back.

"Let's go…Ah... The man looked at the woman in his arms and then at the murderer not far away. The viciousness in his heart was completely aroused.

"I'll kill you livestock…。”After the man finished cursing, he grabbed an iron rod and rushed forward. His wife was dead, and he didn't want to live anymore. The woman who had lived with him for so many years had suffered such a fate because of his moment of weakness. He had harmed her. Xiu, wait for me. I'll come find you soon.。

Clang! In the chaos, his weapon was knocked away, but he didn't care. He just rushed towards the murderer who killed his wife. He had to kill him. With the support of this belief, he walked step by step to the person's face. He saw that his soul was trembling.。。

" Ah!" With a miserable cry, the hand knife that he had kept by his side all this time let out its last angry cry. It pierced into the man's chest with a whistling sound, but at the same time, the man's last bit of strength was exhausted.。

"Xiu, I'm here for you…Do you still remember the begonia by the river?。It's that beauty... Only you…Only you can be worthy of..."

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