Kitajima Kazuho was dead, fell in a pool of blood, trembling all over his body, looking unwillingly at the night sky, where there was a starlight shining, and the moonlight was a little cold, Lin Kun leaned over to look at him, the corners of his eyes twitched, and after being cut off his throat, his voice was hoarse and weak, "Why, my ghost sword technique is already very strong, why..."

Lin Kun took out half a cigar from his pocket and held it up. He smiled faintly. An old voice came from beside him, "Because you are arrogant, you always think that everything you have is the most outstanding in the world. In fact, except for your poor national cultivation, which is so inferior that the whole world is not as good as the world, the rest are not outstanding."

The person who spoke was Mr. Che. At this moment, the old man got up from the Grand Master's chair and was wearing a pair of old cloth shoes. He looked at Kitajima Kazuho with cold eyes, his expression full of contempt.

"You, you..."

Kazuho Kitajima trembled even harder. He was a patriotic person in his bones. No matter how dirty his nation was, it was great and inviolable in his mind. He had little life left, and the blood under his body became stronger and stronger. At the last moment of his life, he did not think about leaving any last words, but just defended his motherland. He kept saying that the quality of the whole nation of their motherland was higher than that of China, that many of their country's technologies were the world's leading ones, that their country's sanitation conditions were good, and so on...

But no matter what he said, Mr. Che said that: "The national cultivation of your country is poor."

puff!

Kazuho Kitajima finally couldn't stand it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then died thoroughly...

Yamaguchi Tomoko was not breathing yet. She covered her bloody shoulders and leaned against the rockery in the yard. Hongye was hovering in the air. Xiao Huihui and the snake were approaching. Her petite body that was proud of, I don’t know how many people had confused her, and her shoulders were bitten by the snake. Not to mention how much flesh it fell, the key was that the snake’s poisonous fangs lit up. She was poisonous at the moment, and half of her shoulders were black.

Lin Kun walked over here and stopped Orochi and Xiao Huihui and Hongye. He looked at Yamaguchi Tomoko with calm eyes and said, "Aren't you a master of poison? Then use what you are good at to relieve the poison on this body. If you can, I can let you go, take Kitajima Kazuho's body and roll back to the island country, and tell you the people in the island country's rivers and lakes that if anyone invades our China again in the future, there will be only one fate, and you will die!"

Yamaguchi Tomoko's eyes looked resentful, but she seemed to see hope. She quickly took out a small bag of porcelain bottles from her body. These small porcelain bottles were small in size, and they were filled with poisons developed by Yamaguchi Tomoko's years. The poison is very toxic. However, even the poison can also have an antidote. At the least, you can try to fight poison with poison.

Yamaguchi Tomoko first took several antidotes and tried to force out the poison that the snake bit her, but there was no effect at all. So she changed her mind and began to attack the poison with poison. She took the poison with the poison on her body, but it still had no effect. She got infected with her own poison. Because her consciousness gradually became less clear, she could no longer remember which poison she used for herself. The final result was that she died, rotted all over her body, or was poisoned by her own poison.

Lin Kun kowtowed the cigar ashes in his hand, raised his head and looked at the night sky. There was no blood or struggle in the calm night sky. The moonlight shone down, often representing the dark side.

Mr. Che walked over, patted his shoulder, and said, "Little Friend Lin, Kitajima Hexun is dead, it's all over. This disaster in the Heihe Province is thanks to you to end. Otherwise, not only will the fall of the Heihe Province River and Lake will become a laughing stock in the whole of China."

Lin Kun turned around and said, "Old Che, all this is what I should do. Those who offend me China will be punished even if they are far away. Besides, these people came to the door on their own initiative, but this is the next one..."

Mr. Che interrupted with a smile: "Don't worry, let the people in Heihe Province solve everything they will do on their own. There should be disasters that will make us temper ourselves. Otherwise, it would be just an internal struggle, and if a strong enemy comes, it will be impossible to deal with it sooner or later."

Mr. Che said, coughing twice, and the wind was still a little cold at night. Lin Kun said, "Mr. Che, why don't you go back to your room to rest first?"

Mr. Che smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay, I'm all old bones. I'll be buried under the loess from now on. I have time to rest. I'll be happy tonight. How about having a drink with me?"

Lin Kun naturally had no choice but to refuse, so the two of them set up a table in this small courtyard. Che Lingling poured wine for them. The servants of the Che family cleaned the mess on the scene. Liu Feng sent two confidants to deal with the bodies of Kitajima Kazuho and Yamaguchi Tomoko. These two people were guilty of great crimes and committed many crimes in China, so they naturally had no choice but to die.

Liu Feng has left, and he wants to command the city's special police to do a good job of finishing the finishing work. Che Guohai and Che Yong have not returned yet, and they are taking people to clean up the remaining forces of the Hekou Group.

Lin Kun's phone rang, and it was Li Chunsheng who called him. Li Chunsheng learned about the situation in Heihe Province in real time. When asked what to do with Kitajima Hechen, Lin Kun only said one word - Kill.

Lin Kun stayed at Che's house that night and said it was a stay. It was already three o'clock in the middle of the night when he returned to the room. The rivers and lakes of Heihe Province were full of blood and blood. Lin Kun and Mr. Che played a game of chess after drinking, and Che finally won. But Mr. Che said he lost, and the rest of the country was not in reality after all, but the chess pieces that fell in every competition represent a person's nature and scheming. Lin Kun's chess pieces made him unable to see through. In addition to seeing that Lin Kun was deliberately making this, he felt that this young man was becoming more and more mysterious.

The next morning, Lin Kun got up early. Che Lingling was doing boxing in the yard. After experiencing this turmoil in the Heihe Province, not only Che Lingling, but also the minds of every person in the Heihe Province have changed. Everyone can practice martial arts as much as possible. Sometimes no matter how much money you have, it is useless, just like Lin Kun said to a wealthy family in Jiangnan Province - you are in charge of wealth, I am in charge of life and death.
Chapter completed!