Yang Lei's incomparably cold gaze fell on the young Japanese samurai who had an extremely arrogant and arrogant attitude before. Huo Ran Wen ???? zr?a?n?? e?na one

The other party was frightened by Yang Lei's terrifying momentum and cold piercing gaze, and stepped back step by step.

"Mr. Yama, you have already killed Ida Kamiji, please let them go."

Yamakawa Koichi still knelt on the ground, pleading.

Now, the young Japanese samurai in the martial arts hall have realized that their owner has put down his dignity and groveled to kneel down for a Chinese person, it is really for their sake.

"Spare it?"

"Sixty years ago, when you wantonly trampled on my Chinese land, scolded my Chinese people as Chinese pigs, and killed my Chinese people, did you think about letting them go?"

"And now, you are still a thief, you have no remorse, and you still regard me as a pig, do you think I will let him go?"

The momentum on Yang Lei's body was cold and scary, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, and he was indifferent and ruthless.

With a flip of his palm, a cluster of flames with a devastating smell appeared.

When the flames appeared, everyone was stunned again, and there was a strong fear and jealousy in their eyes.

Adept.

He turned out to be a fire-type powerhouse.

Whether it's an ability or a supernatural power.

For Yang Lei, this is his killing technique.

Yang Lei's palms trembled, and the flames flew towards the warrior who insulted Yang Lei as if listening to his words.

"Don't, the owner save me."

The young Japanese samurai let out a hoarse howl and stepped back.

pity

No matter how fast he is, he can't be as fast as a flame.

A devastating flame fell on the body of the Japanese samurai, instantly engulfing him and burning him into nothingness.

didn't even give him a chance to scream.

A big living person, just gone.

All the young Japanese samurai who saw this scene trembled and were terrified.

Yamakawa Hirokazu knelt on the ground with a sluggish face, his face was like ashes, as if he had lost his soul.

Xiao Songcai Xia's delicate body trembled, and she looked at Yang Lei in fear.

looked at this Chinese man who she didn't pay attention to before.

It's a shame that she hadn't offended too much before, otherwise, she wouldn't dare to think about the consequences.

"In Hongyi's face, I don't kill a lot."

Yang Leisen's cold gaze stayed on everyone's body, making them dare not breathe.

It wasn't until Yang Lei and Yamakawa Hongyi entered the office that they dared to breathe heavily and were soaked.

"Caixia, who is he?"

Someone looked at Ayakina Komatsu and asked in a low voice.

They are quite curious about Yang Lei's identity.

Before, they had never heard of such a powerful character in Huaxia.

"I don't know, I guess the owner knows."

Aya Komatsu smiled bitterly.

"Hey, I don't know what he came to our martial arts hall for today."

A samurai sighed.

In the office, Yang Lei sat on the sofa.

And Yamakawa Hongichi stood respectfully opposite Yang Lei.

"Hongyi, don't be so restrained, this is your place."

Yang Lei said with a smile.

Yang Lei's appearance at this time is really similar to when he just killed someone.

Yamakawa Hongichi smiled bitterly:

"Mr. Yama, you must not have come here to show off your martial arts when you came to my martial arts hall.

If you have anything to do, just say it. ”

"What, you want to drive me away?" Yang Lei sneered.

When Yamakawa Hiroshi heard this, he was frightened, and his head shook like a rattle, and said:

"No, where do I dare to drive you away, I just want to share your worries and solve problems."

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