The flas scorched, and Matsumoto instantly turned into a human fireball. Pitifully, he wanted to stand up, wanted to roll around, but he found that he couldn't move a single muscle, and could only let the flas burn him...
The piercing screams followed one after another, appearing incredibly tragic, but Qin Fang's face showed not the slightest flicker of emotion.
"It's not your fault to be born Japanese, but you shouldn't have hard so many people from Dragon Country..."
Although Qin Fang disliked the Japanese, he wouldn't kill them on sight unless they were utterly reprehensible. Only then would Qin Fang send them to et King Yama.
Matsumoto, for example…
This guy's deeds were better left unspoken.
From his mind, Qin Fang learned of this guy's dealings—engaging in the business of human organ sales and smuggling...
These organs were taken from the bodies of people from Dragon Country. Quite a few were captured by his n, and after their organs were harvested, many couldn't be saved due to delayed treatnt, losing their lives.
And those bodies were tossed into crematoriums, leaving not a trace to be found…
It happened that there were too many people from Dragon Country, and the transient population in big cities was overwhelming. A city like Jiangzhou, losing a hundred or so people wouldn't even draw attention.
When Qin Fang learned of this, how could he show Matsumoto any courtesy? Setting him on fire was already being lenient.
If it were soone else, perhaps before dying, they'd experience a "torture" so morable that they'd never forget it, even in death...
Matsumoto was burned to ashes, ending his evil life, but his accomplices were still around. Qin Fang already knew their lair, so he imdiately drove to the location.
Matsumoto certainly wasn't a good thing. Qin Fang intimidated him with gasoline, scaring him, but the fellow was also extrely insidious.
Among his helpers were many experts. Although he truly intended to reveal the hiding place to Qin Fang, it was also a deliberate trap for Qin Fang.
Qin Fang might be formidable, but his people weren't weak either. If they ganged up, killing Qin Fang wasn't impossible...
Unfortunately, Matsumoto thought his plot had a chance, but before he could speak, his entire plan was already exposed, and he himself was set alight by Qin Fang.
"Trying to outsmart ? You're far off..."
Matsumoto was adorably foolish. If he'd been tough, maybe Qin Fang would have fallen for it. Unfortunately, he was too frightened. Once a psychological crack appeared, he couldn't resist Qin Fang's mind reading technique, leaving no secrets.
Naturally, Qin Fang learned everything he needed to know. Matsumoto had no further use, and having committed so many heartless acts, Qin Fang couldn't let him live.
Matsumoto's lair was actually his smuggling factory, a Japanese-funded establishnt, but it was all a front to deceive.
This factory had two exits: the front one faced the legitimate enterprise side, with ordinary employees inside. The company's profit wasn't much, but it gave Matsumoto a legitimate businessman identity.
There was also a special exit with so warehouses and underground structures. This was Matsumoto's real den, his underground factory where all his accomplices gathered.
For confidentiality, this exit was extrely hidden, even set in an unrelated place, and only a few of Matsumoto's close aides knew of it. Others would be hard-pressed to find the entrance.
This was how the underground factory survived undiscovered for so long—it was simply too well concealed.
Unfortunately, now that Qin Fang knew, he wouldn't allow such an evil factory to continue existing. As for those inside, Qin Fang had no intention of letting them leave alive...
This factory was located on the outskirts of Jiangzhou, a bit away from the city, with relatively smooth and accessible transport around, ideal for entry, exit, and retreat.
The entrance to the underground factory was inside a deserted processing facility about three hundred ters away, usually locked up and rarely visited.
Even when Matsumoto and others ca, they mostly snuck in during the night, rarely attracting attention... The entrance connected to the underground factory via a long underground passage, extrely secretive.
Qin Fang certainly wasn't waiting until night; he drove right up to the abandoned factory, jumped inside, and headed straight to the entrance.
The entrance was set in a relatively hidden room within the factory, impossible to find for anyone unfamiliar. Yet Qin Fang found it with precision.
The door looked like an ordinary wooden one from outside, but Qin Fang knew there was a steel-reinforced iron door behind it, impervious even to bullets.
The only way to enter was by opening it from inside; no chance from outside.
"Who is it?"
However, there was an intercom at the doorway to connect with the inside for access. When Qin Fang picked it up, a voice ca through.
"It's ..."
Qin Fang altered his voice to sound like Matsumoto's.
Matsumoto held a high position in the organization. Not quite the leader, he was nonetheless a second or third-ranking figure.
Clang~~
So, upon hearing Matsumoto's voice, they hesitated not at all, imdiately opening the iron door inside. A clear sound reached Qin Fang's ears.
Soon, the door opened, and a head peeked out.
"Who are you?"
The person was montarily stunned to see Qin Fang, seemingly stunned because it was Matsumoto's voice but not Matsumoto's shadow.
"The one who's here to claim your life..."
Unfortunately, Qin Fang wasn't in the mood for such question-and-answer gas. Casually responding, he reached out, seized the little devil's neck, and with a cracking sound, snapped his neck, killing him instantly...
Even when the little devil was still hiding behind the iron door, Qin Fang had used the mini-map function to conduct reconnaissance, recognizing him as a mber of the organization, with a sin point count exceeding eight hundred, a core figure. Qin Fang couldn't leave him alive.
This understanding was reasonable: the entrance must be controlled by soone trustworthy, so the organization could feel secure.
This little devil, responsible for guarding the entrance, certainly bore significant sins, becoming the first unfortunate soul to die at Qin Fang's hands.
Casually disposing of the now-dead victim, Qin Fang stepped into the passageway, closing the iron door behind him as he went.
Not just closed, he even crushed the lock, rendering it unusable, making it difficult for anyone inside to get out.
Qin Fang's intent was to shut the door and deal with the inside, not allowing any escapees...
As for himself, there was no need to worry.
The lock's presence or absence hardly affected him. His lockpicking skills easily overca it... Had it not been for fear of an ambush when forcing entry, Qin Fang would have kicked the door down...
After destroying the lock, Qin Fang flipped his wrist, bringing out a sharp Japanese sword, a trophy from Ma Shengye, now to be used here.
After all, these bastards were all little devils from Japan. Dying by a sword made in their holand might be considered poetic justice for them... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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