"Put out the fire."
Many Japanese rushed over with anxious expressions.
They were now in Korean territory, and the Japanese were enemies with the Koreans. If the fire attracted the Koreans, it would be difficult for them to escape.
"Matsushita, help me open the fire extinguisher.”
Before his identity was exposed, Yang Yifan walked over.
He remembered very clearly that this Japanese was one of the guys who tortured the Chinese agent just now. He was the one who used the iron brush to tear the Chinese man's flesh apart.
Therefore, this guy deserved to die.
Puff!
The fruit knife went into the guy's waist. The guy froze and his eyes widened.
"You... You're not a good person. You…"
Puff.
Warm blood splattered as another blade fell.
Killing one was enough, killing two was a profit. Yang Yifan raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face, his eyes flashing with a fierce luster like a beast. What he needed to do now was to take advantage of the chaos to kill the devils and cover Tang Xinyi to escape.
"Matsushita, what are you doing?"
"Damn it, you're not Matsushita. Who are you?”
Had he finally been discovered?
A smile appeared on Yang Yifan's face. He turned to look at the angry and aggrieved Japanese." It's your uncle."”
"Baka."
"He's Chinese."
The group of Japanese were about to spit fire from their eyes. A Chinese man had actually infiltrated their secret base and killed their people. They all wanted to vomit blood.
Especially the two Japanese who brought Yang Yifan back. Their hearts turned cold. This guy was actually not one of their own. How was this possible?
"What are you waiting for? Go put out the fire. I'll take care of him.”
A Japanese expert walked out with a gloomy expression. He didn't expect that he would actually fail in the gutter.
"Hi."
The other Japanese did not hesitate at all. This was the most powerful expert they had here. Wouldn't it be a piece of cake for them to take care of a damned Chinese person?
The gunshots were too loud, and it was easy to attract the Koreans. Therefore, the Japanese grabbed their cold weapons and wanted to kill Yang Yifan silently.
It was more than ninety-nine thousand. He was just a little bit away from plundering.
Whoosh!
Yang Yifan took a deep breath. It seemed that as long as he killed this ghost, he would be able to earn 100,000 contribution points. As long as he plundered again, he would be confident of escaping.
Therefore, he could only risk his life now.
Whoosh!
The Japanese moved.
As expected of an expert. His speed was too fast.
Yang Yifan barely dodged.
"Weak, too weak." The ghost sneered. With just this one face-to-face encounter, he was sure that Yang Yifan was just a show-off. With his strength, he could finish him off in minutes.
Bang!
After receiving a punch on his shoulder, a huge pain immediately came, causing Yang Yifan's body to sway and almost fall.
He didn't say anything, but the madness in his eyes intensified.
"Hmph, damn Chinese, I'm going to break your four limbs, no, five limbs, and then chop off your head to use as a urinal.”
Some of the Japanese who were paying attention to this area were completely relieved and began to put out the fire in peace. In their opinion, Yang Yifan would not be able to escape even if he had wings.
"What nonsense are you spouting? Come."
The tip of his toes suddenly tapped on the ground, and Yang Yifan pounced over.
"Is it useful?"
The cold smile on the ghost's face became even more pronounced. He wanted to take down the enemy with one move and break this guy's neck.
Bang!
Two huge fists collided.
Thump thump thump thump!
Yang Yifan took a few steps back. He was still an ordinary person who had not undergone any training. His strength was not enough to compare to this devil.
Whoosh!
A sharp wind sounded. The ghost's first attack was successful, and the second attack immediately followed. It was very fast.
Pa!
Yang Yifan's right hand, which he wanted to block, was slapped away. He could only watch as that fellow's right hand landed on his neck.
Crack!
A huge force began to surge toward Gui Zi's right hand. He wanted to completely crush Yang Yifan's neck.
Bang!
At this moment, a slight explosion sounded.
The glass in the room had shattered under the high temperature. The red-hot glass shards flew in all directions like bullets, causing the Japanese to panic.
Whoosh!
Hearing the sound of air being torn, the ghost reacted quickly and let go of Yang Yifan's neck to dodge.
Crackle!
A sharp glass shard smashed into the wall and shattered.
Damn it!
The ghost was still in a state of shock. Fortunately, he had been on the battlefield before, so his reaction was fast enough. Otherwise, he would definitely have been injured.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Meanwhile, Yang Yifan was gasping for breath. He knew that it must have been the super luck plunder that saved his life. Just now, his neck was almost crushed.
"Brat, you won't have such good luck a second time.”
Thump!
The ghost stopped in his tracks and charged over again.
Bang!
Yang Yifan was pushed back. When he saw a black shadow attacking, he subconsciously raised his hand to resist.
Pa!
Not good, her hand was grabbed.
However, it was too late. He felt as if he had been clamped by iron pliers and could not move at all.
"Hehe."
The ghost smiled cruelly and twisted his right hand.
Crack!
The terrifying sound of bones cracking rang out. The white bones instantly pierced through the flesh and blood, and blood continuously dripped onto the floor. Yang Yifan was in so much pain that his entire body was trembling.
The immense pain surged like a tidal wave, making him dizzy.
"Get lost."
Bang!
A kick landed on his stomach, and a huge force surged over. Yang Yifan's entire person flew out all of a sudden.
Thump!
He crashed heavily onto the ground, and his entire body seemed to be about to fall apart.
"That pig can't even withstand a single blow."
The Japanese man clapped his hands, his face full of mockery.
Boom!
At this moment, something in the room was burned by the fire. The raging flames and impact spread in all directions.
"Be careful."
Thump thump thump thump!
In the smoke, a ghost suddenly retreated towards Yang Yifan. He was forced back by the sudden fire.
An opportunity!
If he killed this Japanese, he would be able to earn 100,000 contribution points.
Squeezing all the strength in his body, Yang Yifan gritted his teeth and pushed himself up with his left hand. He leaped up and pounced towards the ghost.
"You're courting death."
"Trash, you dare?"
The Japanese was furious. This damned Chinese man's right hand was already broken, and he still dared to kill him?
Bang!
He easily grabbed Yang Yifan's left hand, and a cruel sneer appeared on his face." You can forget about this left hand."”
"Ah!"
At this moment, a crazy roar came out of Yang Yifan's mouth.
Whoosh!
The sound of air being torn apart rang out.
What was that?
The Japanese only saw a red and white shadow flash in front of him, followed by a bang.
"Ah!"
A shrill scream like a pig being slaughtered rang out.
Bones!
At this critical moment, Yang Yifan raised his right hand. His broken right hand smashed at the ghost with the exposed bone. The sharp bone fragments pierced through the ghost's eyes and entered his head.
"Lunatic, lunatic."
"How did he do that?"
The few Japanese beside him looked as if they had seen a ghost. Their faces were filled with disbelief.
What they didn't know was that this was the blood that flowed in the bones of the Chinese people. For the past 5,000 years, it was this crazy blood that allowed the Chinese people to endure countless storms, but they still stood tall and never fell.
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