Chapter 484
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The lights in the small factory lit up and shone on the second floor. In the corner, a man in a wheelchair was slowly being pushed out. There was a long scar on the man's face. It ran from his left eye all the way to his right cheek and chin. It could be said to be a ghastly sight. He didn't seem to be young. He had a head of white hair and there were some ugly age spots on his skin.
This old man wasn't alone. There were twelve people standing behind him. Each of them wore a devil mask on their faces. They looked extremely ferocious, as if they had really crawled out of hell. All of them stared fiercely at Murong Ying and the others.
"You're not from Huaxia."
Murong Ying looked at the nagging old man on the second floor and directly asked, "Where did you come from? Why did you touch my people?"
"Girl … I'm really sorry. You can call me Old Mo. "
The old man said with a chuckle, "You'll like this name, because I like it very much. However, I definitely won't be polite to those who trespass into my village. "
"What did you do to the two of them?"
Murong Ying had a bad premonition.
The old man clapped his hands, and a ghost masked man immediately threw out two people.
The two of them had already fainted, but all the bones in their bodies were broken.
"They trespassed into my village, so I punished them."
The old man's smile looked as if he was crying. This smile, coupled with his face, was as scary as it could be.
"Girl … the few of you will also receive the same punishment."
The old man said very rudely.
"It seems that you really don't know anything."
Li Fan sighed, "Wife, I don't care anymore. You do it yourself."
Murong Ying had said that he and Subhuti were not to interfere. It just so happened that he also had an arm that he couldn't use, so he simply stood there and watched the show.
"Amitabha …"
Subhuti chanted the name of Buddha. It was unknown if he was chanting it for Murong Ying or for the thirteen unlucky ghosts.
"These are the 12 evil spirits that I trained. Each of them has reached the peak of strength."
The old man's face was full of confidence. "Any one of the twelve experts is enough to send you to heaven. Hiding in this Medicine King Village, these twelve people are my last line of defense. "
Although he didn't know who this old man was, Li Fan felt that he might be in trouble today.
Li Fan didn't interfere, but he was still curious.
Before the two sides started fighting, Li Fan asked.
"We're going to die today anyway. Why don't you let us die knowing?"
"This little kid has some self-awareness."
Old Mo nodded, "I appreciate smart people. What do you want to know? Ask away. "
Murong Ying understood Li Fan's intentions, so she didn't say anything.
"Old mister, where are you from? Why did you choose to hide in this godforsaken Medicine King Village? "
"Me?"
Old Mo's eyes seemed to be full of memories, "Just now the girl said … I'm not from Huaxia."
He thought that since they were already dead, it would not hurt to talk to them about his own things. He had kept these things in his heart for so many years, so he had to tell them. He couldn't tell the living, but he could tell the dead.
"I'm from Japan. My real name … seems to be … Ryuyama Koji …"
It seemed that it was too long ago that Old Mo forgot his original name.
He murmured and continued, "I'm from … Japan's Dongcheng Hui … At that time … we were defeated and everyone was retreating to our country. However, a group of Men of Sacrifice was left on the mainland to cultivate underground forces, waiting for the Mikado's army to set foot on this land again. "
"Shit …" Li Fan's heart skipped a beat. "This old guy is actually a figure from World War II?"
"This guy must be 70 or 80 years old?"
"It seems that he ate a lot of exotic minerals and produce in the Medicine King Village. This guy is really long-lived!"
"This is the Fledgling Plan left by our Dongcheng Hui. And … many fledglings are left on the mainland, lurking among you. As long as these fledglings are here, the mainland will belong to us sooner or later. "
"That's a good idea … the fascists have been destroyed long ago!"
Li Fan sneered, "You're really good at choosing a place to daydream in this deep mountain forest. I think you're not young anymore. Why don't you bury yourself early? What do you think? "
"Kid … you're too naive."
Old Mo gently knocked the ground with his walking stick, "We fledglings … have grown into fully-feathered eagles! How can your current Martial Fighters compare to the Eagles? "
"Really?"
Murong Ying had heard enough. She stepped forward and pointed at Old Mo on the second floor with two fingers, "Then let me see how powerful your so-called eagles are."
"Well … the story is over. It's time for you to go to hell with my secret."
Old Mo said and knocked the ground with his walking stick. A man with a ghost mask suddenly disappeared and then appeared behind Murong Ying in an instant with a dagger in his hand. It seemed that he was going to cut open Murong Ying's throat!
Li Fan couldn't help exclaiming, "What a powerful assassination skill!"
"This Old Mo has trained 12 great killers."
"Twelve killers at the peak of perfection … Gee, when did the peak of perfection become so worthless?"
But Murong Ying put up two fingers and flicked on the dagger.
"Clang!"
The dagger was directly knocked off, and the sharp blade had curled. It could be seen how powerful the Sword Qi on Murong Ying's fingers was!
"I'm really sorry. I, Murong Ying, will take the heads of your 12 evil ghosts!"
As Murong Ying said, her two fingers had been poked into the temples of the man with a ghost mask!
"Puff!"
The Sword Qi burst out from the other side of the man's head and minced his head into pieces!
When Murong Ying unleashed her power, not everyone would be able to stop her!
"Nani?"
Old Mo said something rare in Japanese, while Murong Ying had jumped to the second floor with Lightness Skill!
The rest of the evil ghosts were eager to protect their master, so they all rushed to Murong Ying.
But Murong Ying was so powerful. She stepped on the railing of the second floor with her high heels, and her body was as steady as a mountain. Her two hands were like swords. Anyone who was half a meter away from her was beheaded by her without mercy!
"Baka!"
Old Mo knew that Murong Ying was not easy to deal with. He pointed at Li Fan and others with his walking stick.
"Catch those people and force her to give in!"
As soon as he finished his words, two men with ghost masks appeared in front of Li Fan.
Puti stood aside and didn't intend to take action at all.
But Li Fan's face darkened. "Damn, are you bullying the disabled?"
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