Lin Fan waved his hand and said to Wu Chuan on the side, "Wu Chuan, let him see our methods now."

Wu Chuan nodded and said, "Yes!"

Immediately afterwards, Wu Chuan took Yamada Ichiro to the basement of the hospital.

Since there are no people coming and going in the basement of the hospital for a long time and various hospital items are placed, it gives people an extremely gloomy feeling.

Yamada Ichiro was finally a little scared. He began to look at Lin Fan with an extremely frightened look and asked stutteringly: "You, what are you doing?"

"Lin Fan, would you ignore your Chinese laws?"

"The Chinese law has clear provisions and cannot use private acts on others. Moreover, I am a foreign friend, so you can't do this to me!"

"Not recognized by your Chinese laws!"

Lin Fan raised his lips slightly, shook his head and said, "Compared with you, these are nothing. At most, I can treat others by using the same way."

"Don't worry, I will never hurt you. As for when you can leave here, it depends on Shan Sen Yunshi's sincerity."

Lin Fan didn't talk nonsense to Yamada Ichiro, and gave Wu Chuan a look and walked out himself.

Immediately afterwards, I could hear Yamada Ichiro's cry: "You, what are you going to do?"

"My clothes, Lin Fan, you are so despicable. You actually came up with such a despicable trick."

"No, don't shoot me, please don't shoot me, I know I'm wrong, Lin Fan, please let me go out, as long as you can let me go out, you are willing to do whatever you want me to do!"

"You guys, don't come over, hurry up and go away!"

It is hard to imagine that Yamada Ichiro has practiced Bushido anyway. His voice is so helpless and even a little desolate.

Ten minutes later, the basement door was slowly opened, and Yamada Ichiro's eyes were mixed with a few tears. Yamada Ichiro said to Lin Fan with a resentful look on his face, "Lin Fan, you are shameless!"

Wu Chuan also followed Yamada Ichiro out of the basement with a smile, holding a camera in his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Fan, I'm all happy!"

Lin Fan took the camera and looked at the content inside, saying it was so eye-catching.

Yamada Ichiro practiced the Japanese Bushido. Lin Fan knew that Yamada Ichiro was not afraid of death, but there were many things in this world that were even more terrifying than death, such as the camera in Lin Fan's hand.

Lin Fan held the camera, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a strange smile: "Yamada Ichiro, I know you are not afraid of death, and even if you came to China with Yamamori Yunshi, you have already prepared for death."

"But what if I pass these photos and videos to Japan, or even post them on your tombstone after you die, what should the Japanese think of you?"

"I'm afraid you will become a shame to the entire Japan by then?"

"I know you may be dissatisfied now. If you want to blame you, you can only blame Shan Sen Yunshi. You will help him with your whole heart and even give up your life."

"He didn't rescue you as soon as possible. It was because of Shanmo Yunshi that he had you now."

Lin Fan kept playing with the camera in his hand and asked, "Yamada Ichiro, I'll ask you, are you still going to fight me to the end?"

Yamada Ichiro shook his head repeatedly and said, "Lin Fan, as long as you return my photos to me, I will never continue to be stubborn. I can tell you whatever you want!"

Lin Fan shook his head. With the strength of Zunfan Pavilion, no matter what news Lin Fan wants to know, Zunfan Pavilion can find it as soon as possible, and there is no need to tell him Yamada Ichiro.

"Yamada Ichiro, I don't need you to tell me anything, but I need you to help me deal with Yamamori Mori. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Yamada Ichiro's face changed drastically. He shook his head and said, "Lin Fan, no matter what you ask me to do, but I can't let me betray Yamamori Yunshi!"

"Without Shanmobile, there would be no me now. What we Japanese people pay most attention to is loyalty. I will never betray Shanmobile!"

Looking at Yamada Ichiro's resolute look, Lin Fan was not anxious, but handed the camera to Wu Chuan and said, "Wu Chuan, go and wash out the things in the camera first."

"It's my gift to Yamamoto. Not only do I want to give Yamamoto, but I also want to give this Japanese gift!"

"Who made me Lin Fan a good person, right, Yamada Ichiro?"

Yamada Ichiro's face was pale, and Lin Fan's smile seemed to be a demon from hell in his eyes.

Because of different positions, Lin Fan is definitely not a good person in Yamada Ichiro's heart, but when the word "good person" came out of Lin Fan's mouth, Yamada Ichiro couldn't help but get goose bumps.

If Lin Fan said that he was a god of death, it would be too much for the word "good person".

At this moment, Yamada Ichiro's mouth trembled slightly, and he began to fall into entanglement.

If Lin Fan really passed these photos to Yamamori Yunshi and Japan, then Yamada Ichiro would be too embarrassed. Not only Yamada Ichiro was embarrassed, but everyone who knew Yamada Ichiro would be ashamed of him.

Even Yamada Ichiro's family has no face to continue living in Japan.

In that case, it is definitely not what Yamada Ichiro hopes to see, but if he betrays Yamamori Yunshi, he will violate the Bushido in Yamada Ichiro's heart. What's the point of practicing Bushido ascetic?

Just as Yamada Ichiro hesitated, Lin Fan's voice rang in his ears: "Yamada Ichiro, if you think clearly, what you insist on in your heart has long been trampled on by you."

"Are you all the things you say you insist on? The mountain mori is not cultivating you at all, but destroying you and destroying your faith in your heart."

"Think carefully, how many shameful methods have Yamamoto Yamamoto used in recent years? Are these methods advocated by Bushido?"

The balance in Yamada Ichiro's heart began to gradually deviate from the loyalty of Yamamori Yunshi. He gritted his teeth and nodded heavily and asked, "Lin Fan, what do you want me to do for you?"

Lin Fan smiled and touched Yamada Ichiro's head as if he was stroking a pug and said, "No hurry, you apologize to Zhao Sihai first!"

"Hi!"

Yamada Ichiro had already put his arrogant head on fate. No matter what request Lin Fan made, as long as he could do it, he would agree without hesitation.
Chapter completed!