"Are you here to kill me too?" Lin Yuansheng tensed his muscles and gripped the knife handle tightly. Unlike these small fry, his sense of crisis was quickly activated when the uncle in kimono appeared. The opponent's strength had already stimulated Lin Yuansheng's defensive instinct before he even made a move. "I'm not here to kill people, I'm here to guide you onto the right path!" The kimono uncle said seriously: "Your heart has been filled with the desire to kill, and you are heading down the wrong path. Turn back and stop committing the sin of killing!" He glanced at Mr. Jing who was sitting on the ground: "He has already provided you with the information of the real mastermind. There is no need for you to kill him!" Mr. Jing took this opportunity to crawl frantically towards the uncle in kimono. "Save me! Save me!" He lay at the feet of the man in kimono, trembling like a frightened wild dog. The uncle in kimono said sincerely: "Fighting violence with violence will only bring more violence. Give up killing, we have a better solution!" Lin Yuansheng seemed to be thinking about something.
"Yes, you are right." He slowly lowered the tip of the knife: "When will the cycle of revenge end? I also wanted to be a good boy who repays evil with kindness." “It’s not too late!” Seeing that Lin Yuansheng was persuaded by him, the uncle in kimono breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Lin Yuansheng with a gentle smile. In this moment of mistake, Lin Yuan came alive. He stomped on the ground suddenly, and with the help of the reaction force, he flew past the man in kimono like a cannonball. The air pressure he created rolled up the dust and gravel on the ground and hit the man in kimono in the face. The man in kimono suddenly changed his expression and turned around. But it's too late. Lin Yuansheng's sword pierced through Mr. Jing's heart, completely destroying his last chance of survival. "you--" The uncle in kimono was furious, and an invisible aura gushed out from his body wildly, sweeping across the entire park. He was like the eye of a typhoon, stirring the power of heaven and earth with his majestic aura. "Someone wants to kill me, but I can only repay evil with kindness?" Lin Yuansheng drew out his sword, pointed at the man in kimono in the distance, and smiled wildly. "Don't you think this is kind of funny?" Do honest people deserve to be bullied? Seeing the hideous and crazy smile on the boy's face, the uncle in kimono was stunned and his anger slowly calmed down. He recalled what he had seen and heard during his investigation of Lin Yuansheng. Whether it is the neighbors nearby or the aunties at the vegetable market, they all remember Lin Yuansheng clearly and have a good impression of him. From them, we learned that Lin Yuansheng is a good person who treats others gently and politely. Yes.
If he hadn't been attacked, this young man wouldn't have been so crazy. He didn't do anything wrong, but his mind is not yet fully mature, and that's why I am here, to guide him onto the right path, to cultivate his kindness and justice, and to put him on the right track. "You don't want to fight anymore?" Lin Yuansheng felt the other party's terrifying aura, which was as real as a substance, slowly weakening. "I won't attack you." The kimono uncle looked complicated: "But, I still say the same thing, stop killing people!" Lin Yuansheng did not answer, but just looked at him deeply, turned his head, and walked into the deep night. "He will never give up!" The uncle in kimono sighed deeply. He has been working hard in the martial arts world and has made a great name for himself, and he has seen a lot of things like this. just, This child's talent is truly terrifying. If we are not guided correctly and go astray, we may bring disaster to the world. “MISE Nightclub....” The man in kimono murmured softly, his robe fluttering without wind. He leaped up and flew away as light as a bird. ... ... "beep--" Lin Yuansheng held the phone and dialed a number he had never contacted before. "Brother Yuansheng!" On the other side of the phone, Watanabe Masaru's hearty laughter came: "You are such a busy man, how come you thought of contacting me!" "Mr. Watanabe." Lin Yuansheng said in a hoarse voice: "Someone wants to kill me." "Ah!" Watanabe Katsu was stunned at first, and his tone became serious: "What's going on?" Lin Yuansheng then told the story of how he was walking on the road and was attacked by a truck for no reason. On the other end of the phone, the sound of Watanabe Masaru's footsteps and rapid breathing could be heard. "Brother Yuansheng, find a place to hide first!" Watanabe Katsu said angrily, "I will investigate and find out who wants to touch my people!" "no need." Lin Yuansheng said calmly: "I have killed all those who wanted to kill me." “…” Watanabe Katsu's breathing obviously stopped for a moment.
"What did you say?" "I killed eight assassins from the Da Ma Gang. Their bodies are all at the Minghui Pharmaceutical Factory in Minami-suburb 4-chome." "All, all killed?" Watanabe Katsu swallowed. "Correct." "Only you?" "Only me!" Watanabe Katsu's eyes were dull. He had a psychological expectation of Lin Yuansheng's swordsmanship level. Since he could dismantle a team by himself, his swordsmanship must be good. But he was also very clear that the killer sent by the old rival, the Malaysian Gang, was by no means a good person. These killers are not comparable to the biker gangs and biker gangs. "I got the information from the person who killed me. The person who wanted to kill me was Su Chawei, the president of the Southeast Asian Chamber of Commerce, and -" Lin Yuansheng paused for a moment, concentrating his thoughts and catching all the sounds on the other end of the phone. "A big shot from the Sugi Group!" He squinted his eyes, looked into the deep distance, and listened to the rhythm of Watanabe Katsu's breathing. When he said this, Watanabe Katsu's breathing became disordered and he seemed uneasy. Lin Yuansheng slowly tightened the handle of the knife and waited for what to come next. "I see." Watanabe Katsu's voice sounded somewhat dejected. "Brother Yuansheng, you don't know that I noticed a long time ago that there was a traitor in my Watanabe faction. I promoted you because I wanted to use you as bait to lure out the traitor hiding in the dark." “But there are only a few people who can hook up with Suchavi.” Not only are there very few, but their scope can even be circumscribed. Watanabe Katsu closed his eyes tiredly. He didn't know when his old brother, who had once fought with him to create a world for himself, became a traitor. How can I not make him sad? Dear readers, my flopped book is finally going to be on the shelves. Compared to Hedgehog Cat's 120,000 words, my word count is much higher than the quota, but the result is still far from ideal. Some people have been guessing that I am a small number Yes, I am indeed a fake, but I am not the author you are talking about. Just a very unsuccessful little author I have three novels, two of which are completed, and one of a million words is not yet completed. It’s embarrassing to say that I have always wanted to pick it up, but how easy is it to pick up a book that I have put down?
After the book was suspended, I was in a daze for a long time, playing games and living off my past achievements. Later I realized that I couldn't do it anymore, so I wanted to pick up some books, but I found that because I hadn't written for a few months, my skills were so rusty that I couldn't believe it, so I was forced to go out to work. But you also know that the overall environment is not good now. I lost my job too. Now I am back home. Due to the environment, I cannot go out to look for a job. I can only pick up the keyboard again. Ugh, Maybe I'm too naive, or maybe I can't keep up with the changing times. I need to do my best to reach the lower limit of other subjects. This change can only make me feel that I am getting old. But what can I do? My mother is in her twenties, she doesn't have a job, and her health is not good. I can only grit my teeth and carry it. But now it seems that I still lost to myself. I have no talent, and I can’t write a book that can make money. Forget it, let’s not talk about this. It will be on the shelves tomorrow, and six updates will be presented. I hope the readers will support me and allow me to temporarily survive in this already difficult era with my own hands. The author kowtows to me here! As long as there are 1,000 orders, I can keep writing. My requirements are really not high! If there are not 1,000 orders, I will try to write this book to 500,000 words, and then smash the treasure chest to see the effect. If it really doesn't work, it means that I am not suitable for writing books, so I should go out and find a job. Please support me, readers. Please give me a first order. Please support me, readers. Please give me a self-order. Please! This is really important to me! I have never asked for anything since the beginning of this book. Now I beg you, dear readers, to order first, to recommend, to give me blades, anything. There will be six chapters tomorrow. I will start posting at 12 o'clock and update one chapter every half hour. No more talking, let’s go and write! Chapter 49 Massacre 3 'It doesn't look like him.' Watanabe Katsu's tone was genuine, and the murderous intent in Lin Yuansheng's heart slowly died down. "Mr. Watanabe, you said last time that no matter what I did, you would cover it for me. Does that still count now?" Lin Yuansheng asked directly. "Of course!" Watanabe Katsu said, "I will arrange for someone to deal with the body. You don't have to worry about other things. The Jidao has its own rules and will not make things difficult for you!" "That's not what I'm talking about." Lin Yuansheng said. Of course, it would be nice if someone could take care of the body.
Killing people can indeed calm down anger, but it will also cause a lot of trouble afterwards. "Then..." Watanabe Katsu's tone showed a rare lack of confidence. Lin Yuansheng's calm tone was filled with murderous intent: "I know where Su Chawei is. Since he wants to kill me, he must accept my revenge!"