"Are you still satisfied with my masterpieces, Mr. Yamamoto?" Hayashi Fan dismantled the ginseng on the side, as if he were his own gift.

I didn't want to waste so much time here, but when I saw the things on the table, I suddenly didn't want to let them go so easily. When dealing with island countries, I was used to being high-profile, and I was a little unaccustomed to being so silent all of a sudden, but it would have been nice if the result was perfect.

Yamamoto pulled the trigger, but the gun didn't go off, Yamamoto took out the magazine in a panic, there were a lot of bullets in it, and the gun never left his body, and he could still shoot it when he shot today, but now it looks like rust. Yamamoto loaded the magazine and sailed against the forest again.

Originally, I thought that they had passed the sails under the forest too much, but the people who could still come in under the strict guards should definitely not be underestimated.

Lin Xiafan pointed to the sofa opposite with his chin: "It's all here, let's have a cup of tea and then leave!"

Yotsuya and Yamamoto looked around, the doors and windows of the whole room were intact, the things in the room were not touched except for the ones on the table, three minutes before they came in, the gendarmerie sent someone to do a security check, and the upstairs was blocked, and Hayashita Fan was able to enter and exit without anyone noticing.

The two approached Lin Xiafan, and finally saw Lin Xiafan's face clearly, this person they had seen in the dance hall! They sat opposite them and drank leisurely, they didn't notice it at that time, although it was a fresh face, but Yamamoto thought that it was a merry guest brought by a wealthy merchant, and the inspection was so strict, he didn't expect that the quiet sitting in the corner was actually Lin Xiafan mentioned several times in the document.

The man in front of him is not very old, and he really can't associate him with Lin Xiafan at a glance, although they have seen Lin Xiafan's photos many times, and they have studied the cases he did for a long time, but after all, they couldn't see through this person.

Lin Xiafan is also inconspicuous in his clothes, just like an ordinary playboy, but now his aura is completely different from when he was downstairs, it is like a different person, and his eyes are very sharp.

"Jiuyang!" Yotsuya Jiro took the initiative to reach out and want to shake hands with Hayashi Xiafan, but Hayashi Shifan pretended not to see it, cocked his legs and lowered his head to flick the ash on his leather shoes.

Lin Shifan is the most annoying person like Yotsutani Jiro, who is a former gentleman and a beast, and he feels dirty when he looks at him twice, but fortunately, his acting skills are good, unlike Feng Zhengzheng, some things can be seen through at a glance.

After the two sat down, Lin Xiafan shook the red liquid in the goblet, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then raised it in front of them, "Do you know what this is?"

Neither of them answered Hayashita, but a smell of rust came into their noses, irritating their nasal passages, Yamamoto was no stranger to this smell all year round on the battlefield, not to mention Jiro Yotsutani, which was perennially permeated in the research institute he took the lead in forming.

"Do you know how rare this small cup is?" Lin Xia Fan held the wine glass obliquely, and the liquid in the glass swayed with his movements, and people's hearts trembled when they saw it.

"I had to tie people to a pillar and give him a lot of opium, so that he could watch his chest open and dig into his heart while he still had a breath, which was called heart blood, and it was very rare. There is also a saying among Chinese people that those who drink the blood of their hearts can live forever. Hayashita Fan walked behind Yotsutani Jiro and pressed a knife against his chest, "A person's heart is so big, how many people's hearts do you have to dig up to achieve immortality?"

"Mr. Lin, you have to believe in science. Jiro Yotsutani still didn't change his face, but cold sweat was already on his forehead.

From the moment Lin Xiafan stood up, they couldn't move, they all thought that Lin Xiafan had taken an anesthetic in the room, paralyzing their nerves so that they couldn't move. So they try to talk nonsense to delay time, and if they go upstairs for too long, Yamamoto's deputy will definitely find out the problem, and then they will be rescued.

"Why don't I believe in science anymore?" Hayashi stood behind them, not moving his pace.

Hayashita Fan knew what Jiro Yotsutani thought, with Liu Cheng and Feng Zhengzheng guarding downstairs, plus a soldier jade, it would be easy to deal with these two bastards tonight, even if he was the only one, he would be able to deal with them with ease.

"With us, you won't get any news!" Yamamoto seemed a little angry, his voice became louder, he had not been so aggrieved, he was so threatened by a Chinese who didn't bring anything.

Lin Xia Fan smiled, was there any news that he couldn't get? He never cared about this, let alone these threats that were too weak to be worthy of refutation. Hayashi found that psychological warfare was much more enjoyable than physical torture, especially for bastards like Jiro Yotsutani, who claimed to be a master.

He knew that Yotsuya Jiro was not so easily frightened, after all, Yotsuya had done more perverted things, so he was not in a hurry, he took his time, just like stewing fish, it was more flavorful to simmer slowly.

Bing Yu knocked on the door and came in, and used a small cart to bring up all kinds of knives in the kitchen: "Master, Zhou Yijun's side has solved it smoothly." ”

What Hyotama said was something else, but when he lifted the cart, Yamamoto's body was already shaking. Lin Xiafan patted Bing Yu's shoulder, this guy was really damaged by Feng Zhengzheng, and deliberately exposed a small part of the small cart, so that Yamamoto and Yotsuya could see it, but they couldn't see it all.

Lin Xiafan nodded and said that he knew, and let Bingyu retreat first, after all, if you have to protect one more person in the next fight, it will not be fun to fight. Bingyu didn't need to worry about Lin Xiafan, after all, he was one of the few targets of his assassination failure.

Lin Xia Fan chose a fruit knife, and in front of Yotsuya Jiro, he used their method of doing living research, and inserted a knife into Yamamoto's body, of course Lin Xia Fan would not engage in disembowelment, this is too disgusting, too perverted, but he can still cut an ear and dig a nose. Lin Xiafan avoided the key point with every knife, neither deep nor shallow, and when he felt tired of playing, he slashed Yamamoto's wrist and let him watch his blood flow down little by little.

Jiro Yotsutani on the side really couldn't sit still, his hair was soaked with sweat, he didn't think that Hayashita Fan, who seemed to be powerless, could actually use their methods to deal with the Chinese without changing his face. Hayashita Fan filled Yamamoto's blood in another empty cup and gave it to Jiro Yotsutani.

"My principle is to give a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye! This is very fair, you let so many Chinese people watch their compatriots struggle to die, I am already very humane in doing this, at least you don't have to struggle!" Hayashi Fan pinched Yotsutani's chin and poured the cup of warm blood into his mouth.

Yotsuya Jiro couldn't move, and spit out the contents of his mouth in pain: "The Yotsuya family won't let you go!"

"Thank you for your concern!" Hayashita Fan thrust the scalpel from Jiro Yotsutani's body into his chest, "I'll give them a big gift!"

(End of chapter)