He glanced at the four people with a condescending and contemptuous look. He took a proud step and sat directly opposite Fang Lin. His legs were put on the table without any politeness, and he swayed in front of everyone like he was showing off his power.
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Not only the mustache, but also the younger brothers he brought did not regard him as an outsider at all. They served the wine as soon as they were served, and brought the food to the door. No one took Fang Lin and others seriously.
Amidst the unscrupulous ridicule and display, no one noticed that a Japanese who was originally guarding the door quietly left the private room at this moment.
"Look, look at the virtues of these Chinese people. They are like sick young men. They have not even become addicted yet! They have already become prisoners."
"What's so bad about it?
Do you have the ability to bite me?
Haha... I put it to your mouth, can you bite it?"
"How dare you betray the leader? I think you may be impatient."
In a relatively remote private room on the fifth floor, Zhu Mingcheng and more than 30 brothers were tied up and thrown to the ground by a group of Japanese people.
Looking at Zhu Mingcheng and others who were covered with bruises, more than 30 Japanese aimed their guns at each of them.
There is no bottom line in the verbal humiliation, and beatings one after another are indispensable.
By the time the Japanese who had taken Fang Lin's body arrived, Zhu Mingcheng and others had already been beaten with bruises and swollen faces.
Because the binding was extremely strong, the mouth had already been sealed tightly.
Apart from the angry eyes and futile struggle, there was no more freedom at all.
Because they were facing a group of Chinese people, the Japanese also spoke very poor Chinese, and their proud laughter filled the whole room.
A group of Japanese people dared to act so wantonly on Chinese territory, humiliating the Chinese people to the point where even a Chinese person would fight them to the death. Fang Lin was instantly furious.
Zhu Mingcheng and others deserved this fate.
However, they could be considered friends to Fang Lin after they had reformed their ways, so Fang Lin's brows immediately knitted together.
"Um?
Mr. Guangzhi, didn’t you accompany the second captain to arrest someone?
How would it appear here?"
It wasn't until Fang Lin pushed open the door and entered that the beating and scolding of the crowd subsided. One of the men asked in confusion.
"Second Captain, let me give you a ride."
Fang Lin said coldly with an expressionless face.
"What's the meaning?"
"I want to send you to see the King of Hell."
Suddenly, a bit of coldness flashed in Fang Lin's eyes, and he said with a ruthless expression.
Although Fang Lin's words were very clear, all the Japanese were confused and seemed not to understand what he meant.
But when they wanted to ask again or realized something was wrong, Fang Lin never gave them this chance.
Everyone felt a white shadow passing in front of their eyes like a ghost, and immediately lost consciousness completely in their frightened eyes, and almost collapsed to the ground as soft as cotton.
From the time Fang Lin came in, more than 30 Japanese people fell to the ground quietly. Even with a few simple conversations, it took less than a minute.
The astonishing transformation not only gave the Japanese no time to react, but even Zhu Mingcheng and others were dumbfounded.
My mind seemed to go blank in an instant, and I completely lost the ability to think independently.
While everyone was still in a daze, Fang Lin had disappeared again.
It wasn't until almost another minute that he appeared in front of everyone like a ghost again.
Even Zhu Mingcheng and others who have never believed in ghosts and gods only have a few residual thoughts left in their minds at this moment. Is this Japanese a human or a ghost?
With such terrifying skills, is there anyone in China who can rival him?
Why did he want to kill his own compatriots again?
"Master Fang asked me to give you a message. Until you get his permission, you must continue to stay here and act as if nothing happened just now.
However, Mr. Fang is worried that you will be lonely. You can play with these Japanese as you want. There is no use keeping them anyway.
If someone comes in to check the situation later, let them go."
He casually untied the rope for Zhu Mingcheng, Fang Lin said a casual explanation and immediately disappeared from everyone's eyes again, leaving only a group of people standing there with their hearts in confusion.
While in the private room, Fang Lin had already taken control of the positions of the Japanese.
Coupled with the skin of their compatriots, it made his journey smoother. When he returned to the private room again, he had not even gone out for five minutes.
Although almost five minutes had passed, Mustached Hu never mentioned his request. He just enjoyed the delicious food with his men while lingering on Ren Yufei's body with a sly look.
"I've finished eating, and I've almost finished drinking. Now is it time for me to hear your terms?"
According to Fang Lin's speculation, he should still be waiting for someone.
After all, according to Zhu Mingcheng's information, all the Japanese high-level officials in China would be here today, but at this moment he was the only second captain present.
However, Fang Lin was not in the mood to see his arrogance at this time, so he lit a cigarette and asked coldly.
"Besides this beautiful girl, what else do you have that is worth negotiating with you?
Don't worry, the person who really wants to negotiate terms with you will appear soon. I just like to see the sad faces of you Chinese people."
Staring at Ren Yufei's impeccable face with squinting eyes, she answered casually with her mustache.
"Unfortunately, you can't negotiate this condition for this beauty.
However, I can give you a good offer."
The trouble outside had been resolved, and Fang Lin no longer needed to talk to him. He quickly raised an indifferent smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Boy, don't forget who you are talking to.
As long as I give the order, not only Zhu Mingcheng and others will definitely die, but you will also have no chance of leaving here alive.
Therefore, I advise you to weigh yourself carefully."
I felt that something was wrong with Fang Lin's tone, but the mustache didn't know the situation outside, and with a hostage in hand, he was sure of victory.
So even though he was aware of it, he still didn't take it seriously at all and just thought that Fang Lin was eager to protect his beauty.
Therefore, he didn't think any more, but his face darkened and he glared at Fang Lindao fiercely.
"No...you are wrong.
Zhu Mingcheng and others will not die, let alone us.
Maybe people will indeed die here today, but there will definitely not be a single Chinese among them.
If you don’t believe it, you can send your people to the two private rooms on the fifth floor to have a look."
Before, the mustache did whatever he wanted, but this time Fang Lin also wanted to see what the Japanese's sad face looked like?
So there was no rush to take action. Anyway, he had to wait for someone, and Fang Lin also had to wait for someone.
And very coincidentally, the same group of people were waiting.
This chapter has been completed!