At this mont, Mitsubishi Jirō and Sato Muzai did not realize that danger was creeping closer to them step by step. The Death God had already raised the deadly scythe in hand, ready to claim their lives!
Lin Fan glanced into the private room. Besides Mitsubishi Jirō and Sato Muzai, there were also two bodyguards dressed in black standing by. Their waists were bulging, clearly carrying weapons!
Just as Lin Fan was contemplating the fastest way to deal with all the people inside the private room, the door was suddenly pushed open!
A big man rushed into the room, panting heavily!
Seeing it was his own bodyguard, Mitsubishi Jirō's eyes instantly flared with anger as he shouted, "What sort of behavior is this, panicking like that!"
"Mr. Mitsubishi, it's bad! The two bodyguards downstairs were just assassinated!" the big man shouted urgently.
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Sato Muzai imdiately stood up, his face filled with shock!
Throughout East Asia, both the Yamaguchi Group and the Mitsubishi Conglorate could be considered giants. Who would dare provoke them? It would be like pulling a tiger's whiskers!
What Sato Muzai couldn't imagine was that soone dared to kill Mitsubishi Jirō's n. The only thought that sprang into his mind was: Has that guy grown tired of living?
However, after hearing the big man's words, Mitsubishi Jirō remained extrely calm, as if he was listening to an amusing joke. He took a deep drag on the cigarette between his fingers and said to the big man, "Did you catch him?"
"No!" the big man hurriedly responded.
Upon hearing this, Mitsubishi Jirō's expression turned even darker. He grabbed a wine glass from the table and threw it directly at the big man's head.
The big man didn't dare to dodge, and the glass shattered on his head, leaving him bleeding!
Mitsubishi Jirō roared, "If you haven't caught him, what are you still standing here for? Hurry up and catch him! If you can't, just dig a hole for yourselves and bury yourselves, useless fools!"
The big man trembled with fear at Mitsubishi Jirō's outburst, repeatedly shouting "Yes, sir!" as he hurriedly turned and left the private room!
Then, Mitsubishi Jirō turned to look at the two bodyguards in black behind him, and said coolly, "You two, go out and catch him too. Block all the exits!"
"Yes, Mr. Mitsubishi!"
The two bodyguards nodded quickly and then turned to leave the private room!
Sato Muzai, witnessing this scene, furrowed his brows tightly!
"Mr. Mitsubishi, you've sent them all out, so our safety... who will protect us?" Sato Muzai asked worriedly.
After hearing Sato Muzai's concern, Mitsubishi Jirō responded with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "For the enemy to charge into the private room, they naturally have to pass through the stairs. As long as the outsiders block the stairs, preventing the enemy from coming up, why should we worry about safety? What, is he going to fly in here?"
Hearing this, Sato Muzai finally relaxed his mind, repeatedly agreeing, not daring to show the slightest disrespect towards Mitsubishi Jirō!
Lin Fan, hiding behind the window and listening to their conversation, had his interest fade significantly!
Originally, he thought that people from the Mitsubishi Group wouldn't be lacking in intelligence at least, but he found Mitsubishi Jirō to be arrogantly conceited, holding no challenge for Lin Fan. He truly wondered how this guy got to his current position!
At this mont, Mitsubishi Jirō added, "I just wonder which reckless fool dared to touch my n. Humph! If I catch him, I'll bleed him dry, pull out his sinew, strip his skin, and show what happens when you cross Mitsubishi Jirō!"
"Yes, yes, yes! If we catch that arrogant bastard, we'll make him understand what's worse than death!"
Sato Muzai hurriedly complied, relentlessly flattering Mitsubishi Jirō!
"Mr. Mitsubishi, it's said that the Tyrant has co to Tokyo. Do you think... this matter has anything to do with him?" Sato Muzai suddenly asked gravely.
"So what if it's him? The police and reinforcents will arrive. He wants to kill ? He must see if he has the skills! Besides, this is Tokyo, not his turf. Fighting against
in Tokyo? Even if he's the Tyrant, I'll make him a dead body!"
Mitsubishi Jirō arrogantly snorted coldly.
"Right! Mr. Mitsubishi is absolutely right. If he dares to co, we'll just kill him and show him who's the ruler here!" Sato Muzai quickly flattered Mitsubishi Jirō again!
Outside, Lin Fan listened to their conversation, repeatedly smiling bitterly. East Asia... this self-conceited nation is really very detestable!
"The world needs to end!"
Lin Fan muttered, and then he stepped out from behind the window. Without a word, he kicked the entire window flying, making a dull "boom" sound!
The window, being kicked out, struck the table heavily, shattering the glasses and plates on the table, creating a continuous crackling sound!
In the anti, Lin Fan leaped lightly and steadily into the private room!
This scene startled Mitsubishi Jirō and Sato Muzai in the room, and their eyes imdiately turned toward Lin Fan. When Sato Muzai saw Lin Fan's face clearly, his expression suddenly froze together!
"You are... the Tyrant!" Sato Muzai exclaid, shocked. As a mber of the Dark Realm, how could he be unfamiliar with the Tyrant!
Hearing what Sato Muzai said, Mitsubishi Jirō was also stunned. Although he was just very arrogant, with the Tyrant's na shaking the entire Dark Realm, and now seeing the man himself, it was impossible for Mitsubishi Jirō to feel no fear!
"I just heard that the two of you wanted to bleed
dry, pull out my sinew, and strip my skin, haha! Since you both hate
so much, well, I'm here now. How do you plan to punish ?"
Lin Fan's sharp gaze swept across the faces of Sato Muzai and Mitsubishi Jirō. The intimidating light in his eyes made neither dare to et his gaze directly!
Facing Lin Fan's questioning, Sato Muzai gulped, not daring to utter a single word!
"What's wrong? Not speaking? Do you have no weapon? Well, I happen to have a dagger here; just as an act of kindness, I'll lend it to you. Let's see how rciless your thods of punishnt are!"
Lin Fan chuckled lightly, drew a dagger from himself, and threw it onto the table. The dagger landed, its sharp blade piercing straight into the tabletop!
In the lamp's light, the dagger glead coldly!
Then, Lin Fan pulled out a chair and leisurely sat down, his gaze looking down upon the two in front of him, as if watching a circus performance about to unfold!
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