"I'm going to die, I'm just here to join in the fun, it's none of my business!"
"What are you cowardly about?
This is China's place, and the Japanese are not allowed to do whatever they want here."
"That's right, what's there to be afraid of?
At worst, he will die with them.
If they kill us, they will never leave China alive."
"To put it lightly, others have knives and guns, but we have nothing. Even if we want to die together, we have no chance at all!"
Even though there were still many bloody men, facing the powerful strength of the Japanese, some people were so frightened that they completely lost hope of living, and for a while they were completely in chaos.
"Haha... These are a bunch of naive Chinese people. Ever since I came to China, I have never thought about leaving alive.
You are the ones who want to get involved and die. If you kill one more, you will earn one. Will I be afraid of you?
Boy, I gave you a chance. You didn't want it, so you can't blame others.
Since our two captains are in your hands, it means that you must have been involved in their deaths.
Well, today I will use the blood of you and these flies to pay homage to the souls of our two captains."
Fang Lin made it clear that he was looking for trouble. Now that the matter was over, the man no longer thought about it. He directly took out a pistol, pointed the black muzzle at Fang Lin's head, and said angrily.
"Boss, it would be too easy to kill this bastard like this. If you hand him over to me, I will make his life worse than death. Only in this way can everyone's anger be relieved."
The blood feud between the two captains was right in front of them. How could the Japanese let Fang Lin die so simply?
The moment the man loaded the bullet, a young man in his early twenties jumped out, laughed twice at Fang Linyin, twisted his hands and made a rattling sound, and said with an angry look.
"Yes, we can't let this guy get away with it like that."
"Let him see the methods of our Japanese country, and let him fully understand the majesty of our Japanese country."
"Only by making his life worse than death and then breaking his body into thousands of pieces can we relieve the hatred in our hearts."
"These girls came with him, they must be in the same group.
Send her back to our Japanese country and let her taste the glory of all our Japanese men.
Ah..." The young man's words immediately attracted the recognition and support of everyone in the Japanese country. The shouting did not completely stop until the last middle-aged man screamed and collapsed.
"Asshole, what did you do?"
While all the Japanese people were stunned, their boss, Kim Santaro, was the first to come to his senses, and immediately moved his gun closer to Fang Lin, and said angrily.
"what can I do?
I didn’t do anything! Did you see me move?”
Fang Lin deliberately shrugged innocently.
"Then how did he die?"
His words immediately made Jinsantaro speechless for a while. Indeed, his eyes almost never left Fang Lin. Even he himself did not believe that this was Fang Lin's hand.
Of course, the man's death was indeed caused by Fang Lin.
With his current level of cultivation in the Nascent Soul Realm, it is easy to control the true energy, and it is not easy to kill a Xuan-level warrior silently.
"Then how do I know?
Maybe he has a dirty mouth and said something that he shouldn't have said, and even God can't stand it!"
Fang Lin continued to say in a joking tone nonchalantly.
“Fuck your mother’s shit, what kind of shit, God?
Here, our boss, Jinsantaro, is God...ah..." If God punishes such nonsense, I guess if you lie to ghosts, ghosts will not believe it, let alone humans?
A young man immediately cursed angrily and swung his fist to hit Fang Lin.
But as soon as he moved his feet, he immediately felt as if something heavy was being hammered hard on his chest. He felt a tightness in his chest and felt uncomfortable. He didn't even realize what was going on.
The person also screamed and fell to the ground hard.
"This...this..." "How...how could this happen?"
"What exactly is going on?"
At that moment, almost everyone's eyes were on Fang Lin and the Chinese people.
But even so, no one saw any movement from anyone present.
Seeing each of their companions die in such strange and tragic ways in front of their eyes, the Japanese people were completely panicked for a moment.
Although they did not believe in the theory of ghosts and gods at all, they could not think of a more reasonable explanation for the strange scene in front of them other than the punishment of ghosts and gods.
"It's hard... is there really a god to bless you?"
"Great, these hateful Japanese people should have let them know how powerful our country is long ago."
"Amitabha, with the blessing of Bodhisattva, take all these bastards away!"
Not only the Japanese people, but also the Chinese people present were completely dumbfounded.
However, on the contrary, the Chinese people did not panic at all, but were ecstatic, as if they saw a glimmer of hope in despair.
"It turns out he is a high-ranking person, no wonder he dares to be so confident.
However, no matter how tall you are, when you get here, you are just a dead body."
Jinsantaro did not accept this trick. Combined with Fang Lin's fearless attitude from beginning to end, he instantly understood that he still underestimated this young boy.
However, even so, Kinsantaro remained completely unafraid.
Because he knew very well that no matter how powerful he was, Fang Lin had only a mortal body and was just a bullet after all.
If one doesn't work, then use two, three or even more.
After thinking about this, Kinsantaro pulled the trigger without hesitation, and with several loud noises, all the Chinese people screamed in fright.
They never expected that this guy would actually dare to shoot on the land of China.
It is even more conceivable that at this moment, Fang Lin must have collapsed in a pool of blood with his brains bursting out. After all, the distance between the two was too short, and even a god might not be able to escape.
Everyone imagined the tragic scene almost at the same time. At such a young age, in addition to feeling sorry for him, they also covered their eyes. How could they have the courage to stare at this cruel and bloody scene?
Although Fang Lin was sure that he had indeed found the right place, these were just minions and not a hiding place for Japanese masters at all.
At most, the people present are only at the level of first-time earth-level warriors. How can they understand the power of cultivators?
Naturally, like all the Chinese people, they saw the scene where Fang Lin was splattered with blood. At this moment, almost all the Japanese people also raised the corners of their mouths slightly.
"Brother, your marksmanship is not very good! You haven't practiced it, have you?
How about I get closer?"
Just when everyone thought the situation was settled, Fang Lin just moved his head slightly and avoided all eight consecutive bullets. He stood up and slowly walked a few steps closer to Jinsantaro with a smile.
