Seeing this scene, the heads of several other families who had just arrived from Tokyo also looked horrified.
"No, this kid can subdue all the Yin gods. It seems that we can't keep him no matter what." The head of the Shanlin family sighed secretly.
"This person must be eliminated." The patriarch of the Gudao family also muttered to himself.
The middle-aged man in police uniform next to Mr. Yoshino saw that the God of Joy was beaten into a little kid. He was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He kept waving his hands and shouting: "Blow me up and kill this kid."
"Blow it up! If you blow it up again, Yoshino's old dog's grandfather will be gone." Fang Xiaoyu glanced at Yoshino Ichiro and smiled coldly.
Upon hearing this, the god of joy who was beaten like a little kid was so frightened that he shouted to Yoshino Ichiro: "My good grandson, my good grandson, you must not mess around, save me quickly."
ah!"
"Blow up quickly, I must blow up this kid to death." The middle-aged man in police uniform yelled angrily.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ichiro Yoshino slapped the middle-aged man in police uniform on the head.
"You idiot, stop it now. Do you want to destroy my grandfather?" When Yoshino Ichiro heard this, he wanted to bombard him again, for fear of destroying his ancestors again, and he was furious.
I couldn't help but take action.
"Mr. Yoshino, how can you beat someone?" A middle-aged man in police uniform yelled angrily at Yoshino Ichiro: "It was forced by the situation to bombard that Chinese boy, but it wasn't what I wanted to do? I think this is what everyone
meaning."
"Idiot! It's not your grandpa. The bombing doesn't hurt, right? That's my grandpa!" Yoshino Ichiro roared hysterically: "I want you to stop the artillery bombardment immediately."
Seeing that Yoshino Ichiro was backing down at first, Shanzuo Xiangbei, the leader of the Witchcraft Society, was extremely anxious.
He quickly took over and said: "No, Mr. Yoshino, we must continue to bombard that Chinese boy. If we give up the bombing now, I am afraid we will completely miss Fang Xiaoyu's opportunity, and the consequences will be unimaginable."
"That's right, Mr. Yoshino, if we give up bombing Fang Xiaoyu now, more than one family's evil spirit will be destroyed by then, and perhaps more ancestors of the family will suffer." The black guardian of the Witchcraft Society
He also gave me some advice.
The heads of several other families were eager to kill Fang Xiaoyu in one fell swoop, but when they saw Yoshino Ichiro's sudden change of mind, they were naturally unhappy.
After exchanging a few glances, they expressed their attitudes to Yoshino Ichiro.
"Mr. Yoshino, we cannot give up on killing Fang Xiaoyu because of personal selfishness. Once this kid is allowed to stand up, the consequences will be disastrous." The patriarch of the Shanlin family put forward his opinion very forcefully.
The patriarch of the Shoto family also followed suit: "Mr. Yoshino, you must attack the enemy while the enemy is still hot. Don't let that kid Fang Xiaoyu have a chance to breathe."
"I support continuing to attack Fang Xiaoyu with artillery fire and destroy this kid in one fell swoop." The patriarch of the Gudao family also agreed.
Seeing the pressure from the major families, Yoshino Ichiro was very embarrassed.
He shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Let me take a look at this matter!"
Having said that, the old man scolded all the big bosses of the major families in his heart.
Fang Xiaoyu, who was not far away, had already heard all the conversations between the people here.
He smiled knowingly and said: "It seems that just using a Yin God can't make these guys give up! Then let them all out and let them kneel down!"
Fang Xiaoyu smiled coldly, and while the leaders of the Witchcraft Society and the heads of the major families were arguing, he released all the other Yin gods he had subdued from the army pot.
"Bang!"
After a loud noise, a line of blue smoke was seen rising.
"All the Netherworld warriors will obey my orders and protect my law and my body. If anyone touches me, he will be trampled to death." Fang Xiaoyu shouted loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Black God, White God, Ice Mountain Lord, Shanzuo Akita, Furious God, and the five Yin Gods responded in unison.
"Hi!"
I saw five Yin gods in the altar, surrounding Fang Xiaoyu and protecting him in the middle.
At the same time, twenty-eight ground soldiers also followed one by one to protect the outside.
I saw the Black God, the White God, and the Furious God also appeared.
The heads of several major families who had been clamoring earlier also began to lose their composure.
"Ah... isn't this my grandfather? Why is he here..."
"Oh my God, my great-grandfather is here too."
"Grandpa, you... why are you here..."
Seeing his ancestors appear in the center of the altar one by one, they protected Fang Xiaoyu.
The heads of several major families began to panic one by one.
Fang Xiaoyu did not pay attention to the shocked expressions of everyone, but glanced at the heads of the major families with a calm face, and said with a cold smile: "Aren't you going to blow me up? Let's blow it up!"
"Boy, don't be so proud." The middle-aged man in police uniform gritted his teeth, pointed at Fang Xiaoyu and cursed: "You have already committed a heinous crime today..."
"That's enough, stop it quickly. There is our ancestor in the altar!" Ichiro Yoshino didn't wait for the middle-aged man in police uniform to finish speaking, and drank angrily. At this time, he once again
Restored his previous domineering attitude.
Because he knew that the ancestors of several other major families also appeared on the altar. Their situation was the same as his own. His ancestors faced the risk of being blown up at any time.
They are on the same front.
Yoshino Ichiro's guess was indeed correct.
Before he could finish his words, the head of the Shanlin Family on the side yelled at the middle-aged man in police uniform: "Quick, stop the fire attack immediately."
"It's best to start negotiations." The patriarch of the Furudao family also interjected.
As soon as these words came out, several other people responded immediately.
"Yes, yes, only negotiation can save people."
"Yes, we can only negotiate now."
"I agree to negotiate."
In less than three minutes, the heads of several major families had reached a consensus.
Seeing the sudden change in the atmosphere at the scene, the middle-aged man in police uniform had a face ashen as dust.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he had no choice but to bite and said: "Okay, okay, I will immediately notify the planes in the sky to cease fire."
After saying that, the middle-aged man in police uniform hurriedly ordered the helicopter in mid-air to cease fire.
Yoshino Ichiro wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand, and looked at Fang Xiaoyu not far from the altar, with an extremely embarrassed look on his face.
"Boy! What do you want to do? Can't we sit down and negotiate properly?"
While speaking, his eyes fell on the body of Xishen who had been beaten into a little kid by the soul torture stick, and his heart ached like blood.
"Negotiation?" Fang Xiaoyu scratched the back of his head with his hand and replied with a smile: "Okay! But I want to see if I can take advantage of it. I'll accept this Yin God first."
As he said that, he suddenly showed a piece of talisman and put it on the chest of the God of Joy.
"Ah!" There was a sound, and after the God of Joy let out a scream, he immediately turned into blue smoke and got into the military pot on Fang Xiaoyu's waist.
"Fang Xiaoyu, you...how could you arrest my ancestor? Don't you want to negotiate?" Yoshino Ichiro was so angry that he jumped on his feet and gritted his teeth.
[Author's digression]: I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival! May your family be happy! All the best! (To be continued)