Chapter 83: 83, I’ll kill whoever comes!

“No! You can’t kill me! I am the Vice President of the Iguchi Pharmaceutical Group, a member of the Iguchi family!”

Following Lin Fan’s order, Master Feng and Yuan Ruohai rose to their feet, their gazes fixed on Iguchi Watanabe and his men. Their icy stares were already filled with boundless killing intent!

“Lin Fan, President Yuan! Setting aside our grievances, I am a foreign guest!” Iguchi Watanabe’s throat tightened, his bloated face a deathly pallor. “If you kill me, it will trigger a severe diplomatic incident between our two countries!”

He violently shoved Chen Heihu forward. “Aren’t you looking to vent your anger? Kill him! I couldn’t care less!”

What the hell! You really think I’m a dog you can just throw away!

Hearing this, Chen Heihu’s entire body shook, his lungs nearly bursting with rage.

“Lin Fan, Master Feng! I’m willing to turn on him! I’m willing to cut all ties with this man from Sakura Country, starting right now!” Chen Heihu roared, turning to glare venomously at Iguchi Watanabe.

THUD!

He dropped straight to his knees, loudly pledging his loyalty to Lin Fan.

“For seven years, you, Chen Heihu, have climbed step by step to where you are today with the support of the Iguchi Pharmaceutical Group,” Lin Fan said, his expression flat, his brow slightly furrowed. “For your own selfish gain, you ignored the well-being of Haicheng’s pharmaceutical industry and even schemed to help an outsider take complete control of the city’s medicinal herb export business.”

He shook his head, his gaze turning completely cold.

“If you had even a shred of conscience as a Daxia person, you would never have sided with the people of Sakura Country! I, Lin Fan, am not a garbage can. I don’t accept any and all trash! You, and your Black Tiger Hall, will vanish from Haicheng tonight!”

BOOM!

His words, filled with murderous intent, echoed through the hall.

Chen Heihu’s expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with despair and madness. The dozens of Black Tiger Hall elites surrounding him all shuddered, their faces overcome with panic.

“Kill them! At worst, we’ll fight to the death!”

After a furious roar, the veins on Chen Heihu’s forehead bulged. He shot to his feet and drew the gun tucked in the back of his waistband. As if waking from a dream, the dozens of Black Tiger Hall elites all leveled their guns at Lin Fan.

“Hmph, with me here, how dare you act so brazenly before the Moderator!”

WHOOSH!

With a sinister smile, Master Feng’s figure flickered like a ghost and vanished from his spot.

THUD! THUD!

In the blink of an eye, dozens of men, including Chen Heihu, had blood gushing from deep holes in their foreheads. Without a single struggle or scream, their bodies collapsed to the floor, their eyes wide with unwillingness as they died on the spot.

“Now it’s your turn, you fatso from Sakura Country,” Master Feng said, clearly satisfied with his efficiency. He flicked the blood beads from the dark spike on the back of his hand and turned his gaze to the trembling Iguchi Watanabe.

He had been unable to withstand even two moves from Lin Fan, and his heart burned with shame and indignation. This was the perfect opportunity to vent his murderous urges and prove his strength to Lin Fan.

“Don’t kill me! I’m still useful! Spare my miserable life, and I can have the Iguchi family pay a massive ransom for me!”

THUD!

Iguchi Watanabe’s courage completely shattered. His legs gave out, and he collapsed to his knees before Lin Fan, kowtowing repeatedly and crying his eyes out, no longer daring to act tough.

“Your life is indeed valuable, and your status quite prestigious.”

At these words, Master Feng stopped his advance and looked toward Lin Fan. Mr. Yuan Sr., Yuan Youwei, and Mrs. Xue all turned to look at him as well.

Unlike an underworld figure like Chen Heihu, Iguchi Watanabe’s identity was extraordinary. To kill him casually would set off a catastrophic chain reaction.

“Yes, yes, my life is very valuable! There’s no benefit to killing me!”

Seeing Lin Fan frown and seem to hesitate, Iguchi Watanabe was secretly overjoyed and breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

Hmph, that’s just how people from Xia Country are. A pittance is enough to make a man like Chen Heihu one of our dogs! As for those keyboard warriors online, it only takes a bit of “dog food money” to get them fed, obedient, and desperately whitewashing things for Sakura Country! I thought you were someone special, Lin Fan. Turns out you’re nothing much after all!

“Mr. Lin Fan! As long as you let me leave, I can pretend tonight’s incident never happened!” Iguchi Watanabe scrambled to his feet, a hint of smugness and disdain flickering in the depths of his eyes. He seemed to regain some confidence, lifting his plump chin to stare directly at Lin Fan. “Furthermore, why don’t you reconsider becoming a friend of the Iguchi family and sharing in our wealth and glory!”

As his words fell, the hall plunged into deathly silence. No one else made a sound; all eyes were fixed on Lin Fan.

“This man must not be killed,” Mr. Yuan Sr. said, stepping forward and shaking his head gravely at Lin Fan. “Keeping him alive is far more valuable than killing him.”

Lin Fan said nothing, turning instead to Yuan Youwei and Mrs. Xue.

“I… I don’t know what to do. You have to decide for yourself,” Yuan Youwei whispered, biting her red lip, her beautiful eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions. Honestly, she also felt the impulse to kill Iguchi Watanabe, but reason told her that killing him would inevitably lead to even greater trouble.

“And all of you? Are you also willing to let this little devil from Sakura Country go?” Lin Fan fell silent for a moment, then his gaze swept slowly across the hall. Wherever his eyes landed, no one dared to meet his gaze, and everyone lowered their heads.

“Mr. Lin Fan, don’t be impulsive! Your own people have already given you the answer.” Seeing this, Iguchi Watanabe’s smile grew even more brazen. He had completely reverted to his previous composed demeanor.

“Oh, is that so?” Lin Fan smiled. He retracted his gaze, letting it settle on Iguchi Watanabe’s plump face. “You’re a fool. If I kill everyone here, who would ever know I killed you?”

The indifferent voice was not loud, but it exploded like a thunderclap in Iguchi Watanabe’s ears.

“No, please don’t, Mr. Lin Fan!” Iguchi Watanabe’s smile froze solid. His expression changed drastically, his legs trembling like leaves in the wind.

A madman. Lin Fan is a complete and utter madman! I miscalculated. I was completely and utterly wrong. He doesn’t weigh gains and losses. He just eradicates the problem at its root, leaving no loose ends!

“Your Iguchi family’s friendship? I find it filthy.”

Amidst a sea of shocked and disbelieving eyes, Lin Fan’s gaze turned icy. He took several steps forward, closing the distance until he was almost touching Iguchi Watanabe.

CRACK!

His palm sliced through the air like a blade, swinging forward with terrible force.

“No, don’t kill me! Please, don’t, kill—”

The transparent Qi Force solidified, turning Lin Fan’s hand into a razor-sharp weapon. In an instant, a plump head soared into the air as a fountain of blood erupted from the severed neck. The desperate, terrified plea was cut short. Iguchi Watanabe’s headless body slammed to the ground, drawing gasps of alarm from everyone in the hall.

“This is the fate of those from Sakura Country who dare to offend our Xia Country.” Lin Fan pulled out a tissue, wiping the blood from the edge of his hand with a frown before casually tossing the wadded-up paper aside. “I’ll kill every single one that comes! Whoever doesn’t submit, I’ll keep killing until they do!”

Silence. Utter, deathly silence.

All eyes stared in horror at the towering figure who looked like the God of Killing himself. No one dared to stop him. Not that they could have.

THUD! THUD!

“Mr. Yuan Sr., we were wrong! We deserve to die! We should never have been disloyal!” Yuan Ruoshan’s legs trembled incessantly, a dark patch instantly soaking his trousers. He dropped stiffly to the ground and began to kowtow frantically.

The other members of the Yuan family behind him exchanged glances. Then, with faces just as pale, they too dropped to their knees and desperately begged for their lives. If Lin Fan would kill someone like Iguchi Watanabe without a second thought, what about them—the turncoats who had tried to side with the enemy? They were surely doomed.

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