607: Chapter 607 [Yamaguchi-gumi] 607: Chapter 607 [Yamaguchi-gumi] As the scene unfolded in his mind, a bloodthirsty smile naturally curled the corners of his mouth.
The cutting wind from the sharp military knife wielded by Black Ghost even swept up strands of Heimu’s brow hair, but Heimu did not respond at all, ignoring Black Ghost as if he were thin air.
Suddenly, Black Ghost’s expression turned ferocious, and with a backhanded grip, he swiftly slashed the knife toward Heimu’s neck.
The strength, speed, and angle of this strike could be described as flawless.
Just as the blade touched Heimu’s skin, sothing unexpected happened.
Heimu’s narrow eyes abruptly brightened, and instantly, a chilling aura flooded out, engulfing Black Ghost.
At that mont, Black Ghost saw mountains of corpses and seas of blood in Heimu’s eyes, and in his ears, he heard countless lost souls screaming…
“Snap!”
Heimu moved, his speed comparable to lightning, his left palm harshly striking the elbow of Black Ghost’s knife-wielding arm.
A crack sounded, unsurprisingly, his elbow was broken.
Then, Heimu’s right hand struck, tightly grasping the wrist of Black Ghost’s knife-wielding hand and yanking it outward, forcibly breaking the arm and pulling it out at an angle.
Imdiately after, Heimu pushed with his left hand, and Black Ghost’s backward-held military knife violently stabbed into his own neck, instantly sending a jet of blood gushing out.
What seed like a complex sequence of movents actually took less than a second.
“…”
Black Ghost’s lips trembled, seemingly unwilling to let go and wanting to say sothing, but his body disappointingly fell down.
It was only now that the remaining five realized, Heimu was no ordinary man.
Could anyone who easily killed a battle-hardened retired Special Forces be ordinary?
No wonder he had fearlessly stopped the car; it was to eliminate them.
Before the remaining five could react, Heimu had already made his move, throwing a single hand up, and with a flash of cold light and the sound of slicing, blood spurted up again, and another man fell.
What shocked them was Heimu’s speed, which matched the flying military knife.
As the knife pierced one man’s throat, he had already reached another, spreading his fingers and reaching for that man’s face.
The man instantly felt an icy chill invade his body, paralyzing and freezing his blood, organs, and even his consciousness.
“Smack!”
A slap to his face followed, blooming a burst of blood and signifying another life passing.
A Caucasian quickly reacted, knowing he was no match for Heimu, and tried every trick in his book to escape aside.
But suddenly a dark shadow rushed out diagonally, blocking his vision.
At the sa ti, a convulsion-like pain surged throughout his body.
The Caucasian glanced down to see a military knife stuck in his neck, with bright red blood spurting out rhythmically.
His hands were already empty; until his death, he never understood when the knife had ended up in his neck.
“Boom!”
A spinning side kick, Heimu’s Iron Leg whipping fiercely against a man’s chest, sent a sharp pain rapidly to his brain.
The collision was like being struck by a fast-moving sports car, sending him flying back more than ten ters and hitting the ground without a twitch, instantly dead.
“Bang!”
At this mont, a series of gunshots rang out in the area.
But the burly man who fired tensed up, his pupils rapidly contracting.
Soone had moved faster than bullets, and there was no longer anyone in sight.
Just as he cautiously scanned his surroundings, he felt sothing leaving his hand; his gun was gone.
“Just a bunch of trash!”
Then, a cold snort reached his ears.
Looking ahead, there was an additional person in front who was not Heimu and who could it be?
He was fiddling with a firearm in his hands.
“You…” The burly man was startled, and a fear of death arose from the depths of his heart.
“Who are you exactly?” the burly man asked courageously.
“Yamaguchi-gumi’s Heimu!”
“What?” The burly man’s eyes filled with shock, “A person from Yamaguchi-gumi?”
“Bang!”
A gunshot sounded, and another stream of blood spurted out.
With minimal effort, Heimu had killed six experienced retired Special Forces personnel, and they didn’t even have any chance to fight back.
“Did I scare you?” Heimu asked Liu Yan.
Liu Yan did not respond, still imrsed in the bloody scene she had just witnessed, and of course, Liu Yan couldn’t continue to watch after Heimu killed the first person.
Liu Yan didn’t respond, only staring at Heimu with terrified eyes, her body trembling slightly.
“Don’t worry, from now on, I won’t let anyone who harasses you get away!” Heimu promised.
After sending Liu Yan back to the villa, Heimu returned to his own room.
“Heimu, I’ve found what you asked to investigate!” Yoshiko Yuda said.
“Read it!” Heimu commanded coldly.
“Liu Yan’s father is actually Ryukawa Kumo, a Japanese electronics tycoon!” Yoshiko Yuda reported.
Heimu asked in a deep voice, “Ryukawa Kumo?”
“Although Ryukawa Kumo is an electronics tycoon, his real earnings are not from electronics but from other illegitimate industries.
It’s said that Liu Yan was born to him and a woman from the Divine Land.
Supposedly, Ryukawa Kumo raped that woman.
For so reason, Liu Yan has always been avoiding Ryukawa Kumo, while Ryukawa Kumo has been sending various experts to try to bring Liu Yan back to Japan.
Today’s six experts were from the French Foreign Legion!” Yoshiko Yuda explained in detail.
“Ryukawa Kumo?
Maybe I can find him!” Heimu’s eyes suddenly brightened with a thought.
…
The next day.
Early in the morning, Lin Qingzhu went to pick up Ye Chenfeng, as if worried he would change his mind.
“Ye Chenfeng, there has been a change in the situation, the delegation of Traditional Chinese dicine Practitioners ca prepared, not only with dical God Sakura Divine Warrior but also with the one called the foremost genius of Traditional Chinese dicine, Makoto Nishiu,” Lin Qingzhu couldn’t help but say.
“Makoto Nishiu?” Ye Chenfeng asked.
“This woman is claid to be the foremost genius of Traditional Chinese dicine, and it’s said that her dical skills might not be inferior to those of Sakura Divine Warrior!” Lin Qingzhu expressed seriously.
“Having another expert isn’t bad, it makes things more challenging, more exciting!” Ye Chenfeng said indifferently with a smile.
Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s nonchalant deanor, Lin Qingzhu couldn’t help but feel a bit worried.
The exchange eting between the Japanese Traditional Chinese dicine delegation and The First Hospital officially began.
The Traditional Chinese dicine delegation first made a symbolic tour around the City First Hospital, whereupon they moved to the venue of the exchange eting at The First Hospital, which was the main battleground for Traditional Chinese dicine.
“President Liang, have you been waiting long?” Ye Chenfeng slowly approached Liang Shiming and said.
“Ah, Ye finally arrived, co, let’s head inside!” Liang Shiming warmly took Ye Chenfeng by the shoulder and led him inside.
“Hm?
What is the identity of this young man?”
“He must be the scion of so family; otherwise, President Liang wouldn’t be waiting personally, and a beautiful doctor would follow.”
“It’s just unknown which Divine Doctor it would be who was jointly recomnded by President Liang and the dical Spirit Hall!”
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