Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

At a glance, a human head suddenly came into view. Next to the head was a bronze tripod not much bigger than Fang Lin's fist, which looked completely out of place.

The horrifying scene frightened everyone so much that they couldn't recover for a long time, but Fang Lin's eyes were almost always fixed on the bronze tripod.

No matter who sent this gift, it was obviously not a joke as it involved human lives, and the bronze tripod was certainly not a prank.

From the inside of the bronze tripod, Fang Lin did not feel the existence of any spiritual power. It was obviously just an ordinary imitation toy.

But Fang Lin, who was well versed in antique knowledge, could tell at a glance that the runes on the bronze tripod that ordinary people couldn't see were all Chinese elements, and they were very old. Even he couldn't see any clues in a short time.

But Fang Lin immediately realized the identity of this bronze tripod. It was most likely the mysterious Nine Supreme Tripods lost by China. This was one of the main reasons why he had to come to Japan.

"This...do you know this person?"

Although this incident was obviously not done by Fang Lin, it must have some connection with him. Killing someone is not a trivial matter, and since this is a foreign country, it must be very difficult to deal with.

So Ren Yufei was worried about getting into big trouble. As soon as she came to her senses, she immediately leaned into Fang Lin's ear and whispered carefully.

"You'd better not tell me that this is a gift from you. I don't think you are the kind of person who can fully understand the world in Japan. Once you call the police, you should know what the consequences will be."

Knowing that this must be for him, Fang Lin was also very curious about the identity of the head. So after shaking his head slightly to answer Ren Yufei's question, his sharp eyes immediately shot at Ishiguro Yasuhito and said coldly.

Not only that, Fang Lin also immediately took out his mobile phone while talking.

And there was no joke in what he said. If Yasuhito Ishiguro refused to acknowledge him, as soon as the call was made, there would be no need to do anything himself. Someone would find out the identity of the dead man for him. Why not?

"You can try to see if you can make a call?

Anyway, I have delivered the things, and now we have to settle the bill for hurting my brother. "

The contents of the box really made Ishiguro Yasuhito take a breath of cold air. He knew very well that now he was simply mute and could not tell how hard it was to eat coptis.

So he didn't intend to give any explanation, and it was certainly impossible for him to let Fang Lin make the call. Ishiguro Yasuhito's expression turned completely gloomy in an instant, and his eyes became murderous.

The meaning of his words was obvious. His subordinates already hated Fang Lin deeply, so they naturally understood the meaning immediately.

For a moment, they felt a dazzling silver light, and more than thirty people immediately lifted up their clothes and took out small shining knives from their backs. With a cautious movement of footsteps, all the blades were pointed at Fang Lin and the four of them.

"You'll regret it if you do this."

Fang Lin casually threw his phone on the dining table and said calmly.

It wasn't that Fang Lin was afraid of him, but that he had no intention of calling the police from the beginning to the end. He just wanted to scare Ishiguro Yasuhito so that he could learn the details of what happened.

This can be regarded as a face given to him by Fang Lin. As long as he confesses honestly, this matter can pass peacefully.

But since he is so ignorant, Fang Lin has his own way to make him tell the truth, but it is such a troublesome step, and the price will naturally be Ishiguro Yasuhito himself.

bear.

"Okay! Uncle Ishiguro has seen all kinds of storms in his life, but he just doesn't know how to write the word regret? What does it feel like? Then you can teach me.

Brothers, the time has come to avenge your Kawabata brothers. You can punish me to death, and I, Yasuhito Ishiguro, will take care of any consequences for you. "

Seeing Fang Lin put down his phone honestly, Ishiguro Yasuhito subconsciously thought that he must have given in, and he was naturally more confident.

The Japanese country was their territory. For a foreigner like Fang Lin, Ishiguro Yasuhito had at least 10,000 ways to make him die quietly.

It is even more impossible for the superiors to spend a lot of money on him as a foreigner, not to mention that he has a huge network of relationships? Of course there is a way to solve it, so I feel confident.

At this time, Ishiguro Yasuhito's group of men were already impatient. After finally getting the boss's order, they were all so excited that they raised their swords and without even blinking, they greeted all four of Fang Lin ruthlessly.

They're just a bunch of gangsters, why does Fang Lin need to do it himself? Jingzi and Master Luo immediately wanted to take action.

But just when their thoughts moved, someone was faster than them. Suddenly, the chopsticks on the surrounding tables seemed to have souls, and they all flew up like arrows from a bow and shot at Ishiguro Yasuhito's people.

For ordinary people, even if they are well-informed, have they ever seen such a battle before? The key is that the chopsticks are so fast that there is no time for them to react.

In just the blink of an eye, the restaurant was filled with blood mist and wailing. Ishiguro Yasuhito's men were all rolling on the floor in pain in an instant, and they were even more terrified inside.

Others can't see it, but Master Luo has a clear mind. There are naturally no weird incidents in the world where chopsticks hit people by themselves. These are just driven by Fang Lin's energy.

However, even though he knew it well, Master Luo was still secretly surprised. With Fang Lin's help and guidance, he is now a master at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, but all this is still beyond his reach.

Jingzi and Ren Yufei were naturally even more frightened, but they also thought like Mingjing, all this must be Fang Lin's fault.

The accuracy of the bamboo chopsticks was flawless. Even the dozen or so bamboo chopsticks that passed by Ishiguro Yasuhito's ear did not hurt him in the slightest. But he knew very well in his heart that if there was even the slightest deviation, he would have died without knowing how?

Seeing that more than thirty of his subordinates were wiped out in an instant, Ishiguro Yasuhito's heart and eyes almost popped out of his chest.

Although he is considered a big boss, where has he seen such a battle? He was so frightened that he trembled all over, and for a while he even forgot to breathe and escape.

"Now you should know how to write the word regret, right? If not, I can help you understand the taste of regret at any time."

Fang Lin put away his phone slowly and said with a very plain smile.

"I know...I know, big...brother, spare...spare my life..."

Although Ishiguro Yasuhito is only a genin-level ninja, he understands very well that for low-level ninjas, they are god-like and irreversible existences, and their natural abilities are beyond their imagination.

Therefore, Ishiguro Yasuhito has not contacted the ghosts, gods, and Fang Lin, but his strength must be several levels higher than his own. How can he dare to be arrogant and disobedient? He quickly fell to his knees with a thud, begging for mercy again and again in embarrassment. At a glance, a human head suddenly came into view. Next to the head was a bronze tripod not much bigger than Fang Lin's fist, which looked completely out of place.

The horrifying scene frightened everyone so much that they couldn't recover for a long time, but Fang Lin's eyes were almost always fixed on the bronze tripod.

No matter who sent this gift, it was obviously not a joke as it involved human lives, and the bronze tripod was certainly not a prank.

From the inside of the bronze tripod, Fang Lin did not feel the existence of any spiritual power. It was obviously just an ordinary imitation toy.

But Fang Lin, who was well versed in antique knowledge, could tell at a glance that the runes on the bronze tripod that ordinary people couldn't see were all Chinese elements, and they were very old. Even he couldn't see any clues in a short time.

But Fang Lin immediately realized the identity of this bronze tripod. It was most likely the mysterious Nine Supreme Tripods lost by China. This was one of the main reasons why he had to come to Japan.

"This...do you know this person?"

Although this incident was obviously not done by Fang Lin, it must have some connection with him. Killing someone is not a trivial matter, and since this is a foreign country, it must be very difficult to deal with.

So Ren Yufei was worried about getting into big trouble. As soon as she came to her senses, she immediately leaned into Fang Lin's ear and whispered carefully.

"You'd better not tell me that this is a gift from you. I don't think you are the kind of person who can fully understand the world in Japan. Once you call the police, you should know what the consequences will be."

Knowing that this must be for him, Fang Lin was also very curious about the identity of the head. So after shaking his head slightly to answer Ren Yufei's question, his sharp eyes immediately shot at Ishiguro Yasuhito and said coldly.

Not only that, Fang Lin also immediately took out his mobile phone while talking.

And there was no joke in what he said. If Ishiguro Yasuhito refused to admit it, as soon as the call was made, there would be someone who would find out the identity of the dead person for him without having to do anything himself. Why not?

"You can try to see if you can make a call?

Anyway, I have delivered the things, and now we have to settle the bill for hurting my brother. "

The contents of the box really made Ishiguro Yasuhito take a breath of cold air. He knew very well that now he was simply mute and could not tell how hard it was to eat Coptis chinensis.

So he didn't intend to give any explanation, and it was certainly impossible for him to let Fang Lin make the call. Ishiguro Yasuhito's expression turned completely gloomy in an instant, and his eyes became murderous.

The meaning of his words was obvious. His subordinates already hated Fang Lin deeply, so they naturally understood the meaning immediately.

In an instant, they felt a dazzling silver light, and more than thirty people immediately lifted up their clothes and took out a handful of shining small knives from their backs. With a cautious movement of footsteps, all the blades were pointed at Fang Lin and the four of them.

"You'll regret it if you do this."

Fang Lin casually threw his phone on the dining table and said calmly.

It wasn't that Fang Lin was afraid of him, but that he had no intention of calling the police from the beginning to the end. He just wanted to scare Ishiguro Yasuhito so that he could learn the details of what happened.

This can be regarded as a face given to him by Fang Lin. As long as he confesses honestly, this matter can pass peacefully.

But since he is so ignorant, Fang Lin has his own way to make him tell the truth, but it is such a troublesome step, and the price will naturally be Ishiguro Yasuhito himself.

bear.

"Okay! Uncle Ishiguro has seen all kinds of storms in his life, but he just doesn't know how to write the word regret? What does it feel like? Then you can teach me.

Brothers, the time has come to avenge your Kawabata brothers. You can punish me to death, and I, Yasuhito Ishiguro, will take care of any consequences for you. "

Seeing Fang Lin put down his cell phone honestly, Ishiguro Yasuhito subconsciously thought that he must have given in, and naturally he was even more confident.

The Japanese country was their territory. For a foreigner like Fang Lin, Ishiguro Yasuhito had at least 10,000 ways to make him die quietly.

It is even more impossible for the superiors to spend a lot of money on him as a foreigner, not to mention that he has a huge network of relationships? Of course there is a way to solve it, so I feel confident.

At this time, Ishiguro Yasuhito's group of men were already impatient. After finally getting the boss's order, they were all so excited that they raised their swords and without even blinking, they greeted all four of Fang Lin ruthlessly.

They're just a bunch of gangsters, why does Fang Lin need to do it himself? Jingzi and Master Luo immediately wanted to take action.

But just when their thoughts moved, someone was faster than them. Suddenly, the chopsticks on the surrounding tables seemed to have souls, and they all flew up like arrows from a bow and shot at Ishiguro Yasuhito's people.

For ordinary people, even if they are well-informed, have they ever seen such a battle before? The key is that the chopsticks are so fast that there is no time for them to react.

In just the blink of an eye, the restaurant was filled with blood mist and wailing. Ishiguro Yasuhito's men were all rolling on the floor in pain in an instant, and they were even more terrified inside.

Others can't see it, but Master Luo has a clear mind. There are naturally no weird incidents in the world where chopsticks hit people by themselves. These are just driven by Fang Lin's energy.

However, even though he knew it well, Master Luo was still secretly surprised. With Fang Lin's help and guidance, he is now a master at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, but all this is still out of reach for him.

Jingzi and Ren Yufei were naturally even more frightened, but they also thought like Mingjing, all this must be Fang Lin's fault.

The accuracy of the bamboo chopsticks was flawless, and even the dozen or so bamboo chopsticks that passed by Ishiguro Yasuhito's ears did not injure him in the slightest. But he knew very well in his heart that if there was even the slightest deviation, he would have died without knowing how?

Seeing that more than thirty of his subordinates were wiped out in an instant, Ishiguro Yasuhito's heart and eyes almost popped out of his chest.

Although he is considered a big boss, where has he seen such a battle? He was so frightened that he trembled all over, and for a while he even forgot to breathe and escape.

"Now you should know how to write the word regret, right? If not, I can help you understand the taste of regret at any time."

Fang Lin put away his phone slowly and said with a very plain smile.

"I know...I know, big...brother, spare...spare my life..."

Although Ishiguro Yasuhito is only a genin-level ninja, he understands very well that for low-level ninjas, they are god-like and irreversible existences, and their natural abilities are beyond their imagination.

Therefore, Ishiguro Yasuhito has not contacted the ghosts, gods, and Fang Lin, but his strength must be several levels higher than his own. How can he dare to be arrogant and disobedient? He quickly fell to his knees with a thud, begging for mercy again and again in embarrassment.