"Everyone, I promise that I will kill the Yamaguchi-gumi and the Yagyu family to defend China's dignity. I will kill all the cherry blossoms on Mount Fuji to pay tribute to the dead!"
As Ye Chen's powerful words fell, Ye Chen's eyes lit up!
"Mad Southern Ye!"
"Mad Southern Ye!"
"Mad Southern Ye!"
The blood in the bodies of the hundreds of Chinese cultivators present was ignited, and a strong battle intent erupted from each of them!
At that moment, everyone was tied together because of Ye Chen!
Ding Ling Ling …
At that moment, an ear-piercing alarm sounded. It was like an air defense alarm. Even though everyone was in the basement, they could hear it clearly.
At the next moment!
Countless orderly and powerful footsteps could be heard from the ground, mixed with shouts and shouts.
"Quick, quick, they're down there!"
"No matter what price we have to pay, we must kill them all!"
"…"
Meng Zixiang looked at Ye Chen by instinct and said nervously, "Mr. Ye, all the alarm systems of the Yamaguchi-gumi have been activated. They're here!"
Although they were all cultivators, they were unarmed. On the other hand, the members of the Yamaguchi-gumi were armed. They would definitely suffer a great loss if they fought.
Ye Chen's expression remained the same. Instead, he swept his gaze across everyone's faces. He saw fearlessness, nervousness, fear, and even fear of battle!
"Everyone, are you willing to follow me and carve out a path of blood?!"
He suddenly bent down and bowed to everyone!
"Kill!"
Meng Zixiang took off his shirt, revealing his skinny arms!
Song Hu picked up his father's body and shouted, "Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
At that moment, everyone no longer had any scruples in their hearts. There was only endless killing intent. They wanted to vent, they wanted to take revenge. They wanted everyone to know that China could not be humiliated!
"It's time for the massacre to begin …"
Ye Chen turned around slowly. He held Yamaguchi Aoki with one hand and took a step towards the exit of the basement. His bone-chilling voice was heard.
At the same time, outside the basement.
Countless members of the Yamaguchi-gumi in black suits with weapons in their hands swarmed into the basement. Their faces were filled with killing intent and bloodthirst.
"Hurry, hurry, they are coming out. We must keep them here until the source of the Yagyu family arrives!"
A young man in a black suit stood at a high vantage point, roaring madly at the crowd below.
He was the only son of Yamaguchi-gumi's seventh generation leader, Yamaguchi Aoki — Yamaguchi Yuta. He also held a high position in Yamaguchi-gumi.
Behind him were five heavy machine guns that looked like death reapers. The muzzles of the guns were aimed at the exit of the basement from five different directions.
The heavy machine gun was the M2 Browning. This gun was produced in 1921 and had a range of 7,000 meters. It could fire nearly 600 bullets per minute, which was equivalent to 10 bullets per second.
The caliber of each bullet was 12.7 millimeters.
It could load more than four times the propelling gunpowder than normal heavy machine gun bullets. This kind of range and power allowed the M2 to effectively strike any target, be it ground troops, light armored vehicles, light fortifications, or even low-altitude aircrafts.
That made it one of the most powerful and useful heavy machine guns on Earth. It also made it the heavy machine gun that had been in service for the longest time in history, from the 1921 until now.
At that moment, an old man in a black kimono walked over quickly with a walking stick, "Yuta, the seventh generation leader is in their hands. Don't be rash!"
"I can't care so much!"
A cold gleam flashed through Yamaguchi Yuta's eyes, "The Yagyu family has ordered that we can't let the Chinese people below escape this place. Moreover, Mad Southern Ye is among them. We can't let them leave alive no matter what. Otherwise, it will be a disaster for the Yamaguchi-gumi!"
At this point, he smirked coldly, "My father is the seventh generation leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi. He should sacrifice himself for the future of the Yamaguchi-gumi. He will understand what I did!"
As soon as he said that, a series of intense gunshots came from the basement, followed by screams.
Meanwhile, people started to retreat from the exit of the basement. Fear was written all over everyone's face as if they had seen something terrifying.
A man covered in blood rushed out of the crowd and fell to the ground with a thud. He cried, "Yuta, I-I can't stop them. Mad Southern Ye is t-too powerful. H-he's a demon, a demon that has returned from hell!"
"How is that possible?"
Yamaguchi Yuta stood up in shock. Disbelief was written all over his face. He then pulled out his gun and killed a few people who rushed out. He roared, "Don't retreat. Go in, go in. I'll kill whoever retreats!"
…
In the Yamaguchi-gumi basement.
A pungent smell of blood filled the entire basement. Corpses covered in blood fell to the ground and piled up like a mountain. If one took a closer look, they would realize that most of these people had been cut in half.
All the Yamaguchi-gumi members who rushed into the basement looked at the young man opposite them in fear. In their eyes, the young man did not seem to be a human, but a demon, a god of death!
Corpses, corpses were everywhere!
Blood, the ground was covered in blood!
Hundreds of them rushed in with guns in their hands. Logically speaking, this lineup was enough to turn a tank into a sieve. However, they did not harm the young man leading them at all. The bullets that flew out would strangely fly back.
In just a few minutes, a group of people died, and another group of people would rush in. In the end, the entire narrow tunnel was filled with corpses. Even walking was extremely difficult.
They were all ordinary people, so they had never seen such a scene before.
At that moment, the fear in their hearts made them retreat while trembling. They would rather retreat and be killed by Yamaguchi Yuta than die in the hands of the young man opposite them.
Meanwhile, the hundreds of Chinese cultivators behind Ye Chen were stunned!
They were initially prepared to fight the Yamaguchi-gumi with their bare hands. Some of them were even prepared to sacrifice themselves.
However, it was already the fifth batch since the first batch of Yamaguchi-gumi members came in. There were no less than 300 people in each batch. However, in just a few minutes, apart from the batch that kept retreating, all of them were killed by Ye Chen!
From the beginning to the end, they were equivalent to spectators. They were a group of bystanders who had witnessed this bloody massacre. They were just short of buying a piece of watermelon and sitting at the side with their legs crossed to be an onlooker …
"As expected of the China No. 1. As expected of the China No. 1. One person defeating a thousand soldiers, that's it!"
Meng Zixiang, who was in the crowd, stared blankly at the slightly skinny figure before him. At that moment, he was incomparably majestic, as if a peerless god of death had descended.
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