Chapter Eighty-Five: Bloody Shock

Takeshi Fujiwara's pig-killing howl wafted through the empty space of his mind, like a cry from a demon from hell. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Jiang Yin was actually a little unbearable to the cruel scene in front of him, but in order to be able to deter Fujiwara Laizhong, he did need some extraordinary measures.

Fujiwara Yoritashi was indeed frightened, Fujiwara Takeshi, whose limbs were broken, was like a fish struggling desperately after being caught ashore, and the whole person kept twitching, but he would not die in a short time.

Lin Yue and Di Yan looked at Fujiwara Lai Zhong coldly, they had seen many enemies who had blown up their hands and feet on the battlefield, so the fate of Fujiwara Takeshi did not make their emotions fluctuate.

Fujiwara Takeshi, who is now being tortured, is no longer a human being in Jiang Yin's eyes, but a piece of data, for this data, Jiang Yin naturally wants to show its best effect to Fujiwara Laizhong.

"Now, can you answer that?" Jiang Yin sat on a sofa leather chair and asked easily.

"I'm willing to be allegiant, willing to be allegiance!" The frightened Fujiwara Yoritashi didn't care what logic, he just wanted to get out of this hellish place as soon as possible.

"Really? Your answer seems to have not been thought through, and what I need is your thoughtful answer. Jiang Yin said in Japanese that Fujiwara Yoritashi could understand.

People are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, although Fujiwara Lai Zhong is not very smart, but he is definitely not stupid, he 'pounced' and knelt down towards Jiang Yin, and then kept kowtowing and said: "I am willing to be loyal to Mr. Jiang, I just ask you to let me live." ”

The instinct of survival made Fujiwara Yorizhong's brain no longer able to think, and Jiang Yin was not in a hurry, so he smiled and said: "Since you are willing to be loyal, then I will send you back to your study now, and give you a stick of incense time to write a letter of allegiance." When Jiang Yin said this, he waved his hand, and Fujiwara Lai Zhong disappeared into his mind.

Lin Yue looked at Takeshi Fujiwara, who was still writhing his body on the ground, and asked Jiang Yin, "Jiang Shao, what to do with this?" ”

Jiang Yin looked at Takeshi Fujiwara, who was about to lose blood, and waved his hand, only to see that the blood that originally flowed from Takeshi Fujiwara miraculously condensed together from the ground, and finally flowed back from Takeshi Fujiwara's wound.

The cross-section of Fujiwara's severed limbs no longer bleeds, but the bones, blood vessels, and muscle lines in the cross-section can still be seen clearly.

The poor Japanese fainted from the severe pain just now.

"Isn't this person killed?" Lin Yue asked tentatively.

"Kill it in a while, he will still be useful now....." Jiang Yin smiled a little coldly.....

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Fujiwara Yoritashi wondered if he had a nightmare just now, and if it was, it was too real.

He sat in his study, surrounded by a silent night, and the brightly lit candles in the room gave him a great sense of security, this was his study, a place where he studied books alone or met guests....

Thinking of this, Fujiwara Yorizhong's face became a little ugly again, he vaguely remembered that he invited Fujiwara Takeshi to meet here tonight, and Mr. Jiang, who was like a devil just now, just moved his fingers, and Fujiwara Takeshi's limbs were broken off in unison.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and Fujiwara Yorita shouted the names of the samurai and the servants, and soon several young and strong samurai and a dozen servants were waiting outside the door.

Seeing so many people, Fujiwara Yorizhong's hanging heart finally relaxed a little.

As long as there are people, he feels a great sense of security.

Maybe everything is just his own delusion, maybe he has indulged too much during this time, so that he hallucinates, Fujiwara Yorizhong thought.

But when he was about to go into the house, his body seemed to fall into an ice cellar for a moment, and all the colors around him disappeared at once, replaced by a dark chaotic space, and in this space, several familiar and terrifying people were looking directly at him.

"Fujiwara Yoritada, did you go back and write the letter of allegiance I asked you to write?" Jiang Yin sat on the leather chair and asked lazily.

And Fujiwara Yoritada was already with his mouth wide open at the moment, unable to answer any questions.

"Isn't that clear? Your Majesty asks you something! Lin Yue's fierce and vicious question immediately pulled Fujiwara Lai Zhong back from his trance.

"Spare my life, spare my life, I'll write it, I'll write it!" Fujiwara replied with a fart.

"Forget it, I look at your state, I guess you can't write anything." Jiang Yin said lightly, "Now that you have almost seen the power of this king, no matter where you are at the ends of the earth, I can find you and bring you to this chaotic space, so you, don't think about any crooked thoughts." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare." Fujiwara Yoritashi was shocked.

"I don't dare, not only you, but also your family, your people, as long as I want to kill, then I can kill it, just like now." Jiang Yin raised his hand, only to see Fujiwara Takeshi, who was lying on the ground with broken limbs, suddenly flew into the air, he exclaimed, and then Jiang Yin pointed at it, only to see Fujiwara Takeshi's skin and flesh separated instantly, and then Jiang Yin threw Fujiwara Takeshi's body in front of Fujiwara Yorizhong with his mind.

Fujiwara Takeshi, who was separated from his skin and flesh in an instant, was not dead, his miserable white eyes stared at Fujiwara Yorizhong desolately, almost making Fujiwara Yorizhong's scalp explode in fright.

A hollow human skin, a flesh-and-blood corpse stripped of its skin, the visual impact of these two things can be described as enormous.

At least Fujiwara Yorita won't say anything if he has been scared.

"This Fujiwara Takeshi is a warning from me, in the future, in Japan, anyone who dares to say bad things about the New Song Kingdom will be the end, tonight, I have cleared all the anti-Song high-ranking officials in the Japanese court, from tomorrow, the Japanese State will cease to exist, it will have a new name, called the New Song Kingdom, do you understand?"

"Ming.... Understood," Fujiwara Yoritashi said with difficulty.

"It is estimated that it will be difficult to digest the information I revealed to you tonight in a short period of time, from tomorrow, Japan will usher in a new era, at that time, you will adapt to all this as soon as possible, from now on, at the top of the Japanese regime, I am hidden behind the scenes, and you will be my spokesperson in front of the Japanese stage." Jiang Yin stared at Fujiwara Laizhong and said meaningfully......

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The night of July 3, the second year of Zhenyuan, passed quickly.

When the sun rises above the sea level, the earth that has been sleeping all night slowly wakes up from its sleep, and Japan, the country that claims to be the sunrise in the east, also has its own new day.

However, no one knew that when the fiery sun rose in the east, it would be the last day of Japan's existence on this plane......