"What are you afraid of? We have guns."
A young Japanese man suddenly shouted and pulled out his pistol.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At this moment, a cold light shot out and a sharp whistle sounded.
Puff.
Before the Japanese man could press his index finger down, blood spurted out of his right eye, mixed with his black eyeball. Then, pale brain matter slowly flowed out.
Yang Yifan's fruit knife had already sunk deep into his head.
So fast?
The ghost's face was still frozen with fear and disbelief. Even before he died, he couldn't figure out why the injured Yang Yifan could use a knife faster than he could use a gun.
Thump!
The corpse fell to the ground, and the pistol fell to the side.
None of the remaining Japanese dared to pick it up. No one even moved. Being stared at by Yang Yifan, they felt as if they were being stared at by a peerless beast. If they were not careful, they would immediately be smashed into pieces.
This kind of oppressive feeling made them almost suffocate.
"Go, hurry up and go, Baka."
"You are all warriors of the empire.”
The Japanese expert who had been crippled by Yang Yifan and was lying in a pool of blood roared, his face full of grievance.
Back then, their millions of soldiers had already swept through China, which had a population of over 100 million. In their opinion, if it weren't for the Russians and the Americans, they would have destroyed China long ago. Now, they, the warriors of the Great Japan Empire, were actually frightened by an injured Chinese man and didn't dare to take a step forward. How could they not feel aggrieved?
Why was he so energetic?
Yang Yifan glanced at that fellow and did not say a word. He lifted his leg and chopped down ruthlessly.
Thump!
Puff.
His heel landed on the ground, and warm blood immediately splattered in all directions.
"Ah!"
The ghost screamed miserably and his whole body kept twitching. His right thumb had disappeared, leaving only a thin layer of blood on the ground.
Ten fingers connected to the heart. This kind of pain, even if this devil had extraordinary perseverance, was still somewhat unbearable.
Hiss!
The surrounding Japanese couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. Their faces were filled with horror. They didn't expect Yang Yifan to be so ruthless. He attacked without saying a word.
The few of them were in the field of intelligence analysis and computer program cracking. They were not good at killing people, nor had they killed anyone. Now that they saw such a scene, they were naturally afraid to death.
"You…"
Thump!
Another kick landed, and the ghost's right index finger was immediately mutilated.
"If you have the guts, kill..."
Thump!
The middle finger disappeared from the guy's palm.
The Japanese expert was in so much pain that he was about to faint. The grievance in his heart had already reached an extreme point. As long as he opened his mouth, Yang Yifan would step on one of his fingers. This kind of silent cruelty made him unable to help but feel fear.
Gulp, gulp!
The few Japanese beside him were swallowing their saliva with difficulty, and their faces were even more frightened.
Yang Yifan only sneered at this.
This was how these devils were. No matter how cruel they were, they could not hide the despicable and cowardly nature in their bones. Once they met someone more vicious and ruthless than them, the devils would immediately become as obedient as pugs.
It was just like how the Americans had bombed the Japanese twice with nuclear bombs. In the end, decades had passed, and the Japanese were still like dogs to the Americans, kneeling down in all kinds of ways.
Another example was that the Russians had killed many Japanese soldiers in the past, and their captives had been directly taken to Siberia to work as coolies. In the end, the Japanese still did not dare to do anything to the Russians who occupied the four northern islands.
Therefore, he had to be ruthless to the Japanese.
Whoosh!
Taking a deep breath, Yang Yifan turned around and stared at the few ghosts who were drenched in cold sweat." Kneel down."”
Kneel down?
The few Japanese clenched their fists tightly. In their education, China was the enemy of the Empire, and Chinese people were vermin on Earth. But now, they were actually going to kneel down to a Chinese person?
Not kneeling?
The corners of Yang Yifan's mouth curled up slightly into a cold smile. He raised his right foot slightly and suddenly landed.
Puff!
Fresh blood splattered as the ghost's ring finger and pinky exploded.
"Ah!"
A miserable scream echoed. The Japanese expert who was stepped on by Yang Yifan was about to cry. You f * cking told those guys to torture those trash. Why did you do that to him?
After killing several people in a row, Yang Yifan's aura had reached a peak. A bloody murderous aura surged wildly from his body, giving off a soul-stirring feeling.
Thump thump thump thump!
The few Japanese actually took a few steps back. They couldn't withstand the aura from Yang Yifan.
Thump, thump!
At this moment, one of the Japanese felt as if he had suddenly lost all his strength. His legs went limp and he fell to his knees. His body was still trembling and his expression was on the verge of collapse.
"No…"
"How can the Empire's warriors make the Chinese kneel?”
"Baka, get up, get up."
The Japanese expert who was lying in a pool of blood roared desperately. Because of humiliation and humiliation, his bloody face was completely distorted.
However, this was useless.
Under the pressure of Yang Yifan's aura, a few frightened ghosts knelt down.
This was a kind of spiritual pressure. Perhaps these ghosts were usually not afraid of death, but now, they were afraid. In front of Yang Yifan, who seemed to have walked out of hell, they were afraid.
"That's right."
Yang Yifan nodded in satisfaction.
Puff.
The Japanese man under his feet couldn't take it anymore. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood. This was the most humiliating moment of his life, and also the most humiliating scene for the Great Japan Empire.
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