Chapter Ninety-Eight: The White-clothed Onmyoji

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Hongkou base, a military camp for little devils.

At this moment, the place is deserted, and only the broken fence still surrounds a large circle.

This is the camp left behind by the 3rd Division of the Little Devils, and there is no garrison here at the moment. In other words, the little devil army that landed in the past few days was not enough to fill all those empty barracks, so this place was empty.

But today, there are a lot of people here. This is the ideal best venue for the little devils. Those ordinary indoor martial arts arenas are obviously not enough, at least for Tojoo Osoro. Therefore, it is necessary to find a spacious place.

At the same time, this is also the former camp of the 3rd Division, and it is also the place where their heroic souls are buried. Therefore, it is necessary to kill that Chinese butcher here to pay tribute to the heroic soul underground! The idea of the little devil is naturally very ideal, and in their opinion, it is also inevitable.

It was just past half past seven, and there were already thousands of people gathered here. Among them are samurai with little devils, and there are also troops who maintain law and order. Of course, there can be no shortage of Chinese and Westerners. The Chinese don't say it, but people from Britain, France, the United States and other countries have rushed here, and there are not a few reporters from various countries.

Journalists in Europe and the United States were not very interested in Tojoo Osoro, but Leng Ling was different. Now the whole SH is spreading Leng Ling's deeds, saying that he killed more than 100,000 little devils alone.

One person single-handedly takes on hundreds of thousands, how powerful is this? It's as invincible as a fairy!

Of course, many more people don't believe it. But today's war may witness the shattering of this myth! Even if it's powerful, it's not so powerful, it must be that the Chinese have been cowardly for too long and want to create a hero, but the more outrageous it is.

Otherwise, why didn't anyone in the Chinese government and the Axe Gang come forward to prove it? On the contrary, the little devil has been saying that the Chinese are despicable, and they have used poison gas bombs in violation of the Geneva Treaty!

Gas bombs......

No country is against using it for itself! However, all countries are against the use of other countries!

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"Tojo-kun, that bastard, although he is a sinister and cunning person, actually used poison gas bombs to kill the warriors of my Great RB Empire. But, listening to those cowards who survived, he is indeed very powerful. So, Tojo-kun must be careful not to fall for the tricks set by that bastard. ”

A short and fat man in a military uniform whispered in the ear of a middle-aged man.

"Don't worry, Matsui-kun, I won't fall into the trap. Moreover, in front of me, any trap is useless. The middle-aged man said very seriously.

He is Tojo Osoro!

It looks like he is about thirty or forty years old, and his figure is tall among the little devils, not strong, but definitely not thin.

"Matsui, you're worrying too much."

Beside him, a young man in a white robe, a long black hat, and a goose feather fan chuckled. Behind him, there were several middle-aged and elderly people dressed similarly, but the color of their clothes was red.

Well, there are as many as eight people over the age of forty or fifty, all standing respectfully behind this man in white!

"Yes, yes, with you, I'm naturally relieved."

Hearing this person speak, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant, and he bowed his head in response.

"This time, you can't just kill that little guy, it's best to be able to subdue the Buddhism and martial arts in Huaxia." The man in white gently shook the goose feather fan in his hand and said with a smile.

"Yes, with seniors here, we must not stop here!" Tojo Osoro said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, hehe...... Definitely, definitely, the cowardly Chinese are definitely the warriors who will not be able to defeat my big RB empire! Matsui smiled stiffly. It's not that he doesn't think it's possible, it's that he doesn't know how to answer. At this moment, he was extremely frightened in his heart.

If anyone is familiar with the onmyoji industry, they can recognize the clothes on the man in white. But if they knew the identity of this man in white, they would never believe it was true!

Because, it is impossible for this man in white to be alive at all!

"He's coming!"

After a moment, the white-clothed onmyoji smiled faintly and looked at the entrance in front of him.

When he heard this, all the people around him looked over, but there was no one in sight.

After a minute or two, Tojo O Sorou said with a bit of sycophancy: "It's still the senior's good eyesight, but I only see someone now, it's too far worse than the senior!" ”

"You're already very good, and you're one of the few people I can admire over the years!" The white-clothed Onmyoji smiled.

"Huh!" Tojo O Soro smiled, a little more proud on his face.

In this world, there are indeed not many people who can make this senior say this!

After another two or three minutes, Leng Ling led hundreds of people into the abandoned barracks. In an instant, dozens or hundreds of reporters surrounded them.

At that time, reporters were actually quite crazy.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Nearly 100 people in black clothes and black pants of the Axe Gang immediately dispersed, like bodyguards, pushing away all the reporters around them.

"Tojo lewd man?"

When he was only thirty or fifty meters away from the little devil on the opposite side, Leng Ling stopped and looked at Tojo Osoro, who was holding an Oriental katana in his hand.

"It's down there! Your Excellency is the leader of the Axe Gang, the butcher Leng Ling? Tojoo O asked with a serious face.

Although he was arrogant, he always looked down on the Chinese. However, in the martial arts arena, he still respects each of his opponents. Even now, he hated Leng Ling for killing hundreds of thousands of his compatriots.

"Oh, you're the one challenging me? But what are you that deserve to challenge me? It's the guy next to you, it's not bad! Leng Ling said in an extremely gentle voice, but the meaning of these words gave people a feeling of extreme rampant.

"You ......"

Tojo Osoro was furious, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

I saw the man in white laugh and said, "Looking at your appearance, you should only be in your teens, right?" What a great kid, I admire you. Do you want to be my disciple? As long as you become my disciple, you will be able to get rid of the identity of the Chinese people, become the people of my Great RB Empire, and no longer be in the company of those lowly Chinese people. ”

"He's killing us......"

Matsui was suddenly in a hurry, and he felt like the world was spinning when he heard this. That butcher must not be our compatriot! However, before he finished his words, he saw a divine light inexplicably appear in the eyes of the man in white, and suddenly his mind went blank, and all the words seemed to disappear, forgetting why he appeared here and what he was going to say.

"My words, please don't object!" The man in white said lightly.

"Yes!"

Matsui replied like a robot.