“Everyone, I hereby promise that I’ll kill the Yamaguchi Group and Yagyu family to protect the dignity of China. I’ll cut all the cherry blossoms on Mount Fuji to mourn the dead!”
“Mad Southern Ye!!!”
“Mad Southern Ye!!!”
“Mad Southern Ye!!!”
As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking in a powerful voice, the blood in the bodies of the hundreds of Chinese cultivators was ignited, and each of them was ready to fight!
At this moment, everyone was united because of Ye Chen!
Ring…
At that moment, an ear-piercing alarm rang out. It was like an air raid alarm. Even though they were in the basement, they could hear it clearly.
At the next moment, countless organized and powerful footsteps quickly came from the ground. It was mixed with shoutings.
“Hurry, hurry. They’re below!”
“No matter the price, we must kill them all!”
Meng Zixiang looked at Ye Chen by instinct when he heard those voices. He said nervously, “Mr. Ye, all the alarm systems in the Yamaguchi Group headquarters have been activated. They’ve charged in!”
Although they were all cultivators, they were unarmed. Meanwhile, the Yamaguchi Group members were all armed with real guns and bullets. They would definitely be at a loss if they fought.
Ye Chen’s expression did not change. Instead, he scanned everyone’s faces. He saw some were fearless, some were nervous, some were scared, some were even ready to fight!
“Everyone, are you willing to fight your way out with me?!”
He suddenly bowed at 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. All they had was endless killing intent. They wanted to release their rage, they wanted to wash away their shame, they wanted everyone to know that China could not be humiliated!
“The massacre should begin…”
Ye Chen turned around slowly while holding Yamaguchi Aoki in one hand. He took a step toward the exit of the basement as he said with a bone-chilling voice.
At the same time, outside the basement, numerous Yamaguchi Group members in black suits and weapons charged into the basement. Their faces were filled with bloodlust.
“Quick, quick, they’re coming out. We must keep them here until someone from the Yagyu family arrives!”
A young man in a black suit stood at the high ground and screamed at the crowd below.
He was the group’s seventh-generation leader Yamaguchi Aoki’s only son, Yamaguchi Yuto. He also held a high position in the Yamaguchi Group.
Behind him stood five heavy machine guns that looked like the Death Reaper. The guns were aimed at the basement’s exit from five different directions.
The heavy machine guns were M2 Browning heavy machine guns. Those were guns that were produced in 1921, and its range was 7,000 meters. It could fire nearly 600 bullets per minute, which was equivalent to ten bullets per second.
The caliber of each bullet was 12.7 millimeters.
It could load more than four times more gunpowder than ordinary heavy machine gun bullets. Such a range and power allowed the M2 guns to effectively attack any target. Ground troops, light armored vehicles, light defensive structures, and even low altitude aircraft were not a problem.
That made it one of the most powerful and useful heavy machine guns on earth. It had also made it the longest-serving heavy machine gun in history since the 1920s.
At this moment, an old man in a black yukata walked over with a walking stick, “Yutkun, the seventh-generation leader is in their hands. We must not act rashly!”
“I no longer care!”
Coldness flashed through Yamaguchi Yuta’s eyes, “The Yagyu family has ordered us not to let the Chinese below escape from this place. Moreover, Mad Southern Ye is among them. We can’t let them leave alive no matter what. Otherwise, it’ll be a disaster for our Yamaguchi Group!”
At this point, he grinned coldly, “As the seventh-generation leader of the Yamaguchi Group, my father should sacrifice his life for the future of the group. He will understand my decision!”
Just as he said that, a series of intense gunshots echoed in the basement, followed by screams.
People started to retreat from the basement. Fear was written all over their faces like they had seen something scary.
A man covered in blood rushed out from the crowd. He fell to the ground and cried, “Yutkun, I-I can’t stop him. Mad Southern Ye is t-too powerful. H-He’s a demon, a demon that has returned from hell!”
“How is this possible?”
Yamaguchi Yuta was so shocked that he immediately stood up. His face was full of disbelief. He immediately pulled out his gun and killed a few people who rushed out. He roared, “You’re not allowed to retreat. Get in, get in now. I’ll kill whoever retreats!”
In the basement of Yamaguchi Group headquarters, the pungent smell of blood filled the entire place. Bodies covered in blood laid on the ground, piling up into a mountain. If one looked closely, they would discover that most of them had been sliced in half.
All the members of the Yamaguchi Group who had entered the basement looked at the young man across them in fear. In their eyes, the young man was not a human, but a devil, a demon, a god of death!
Dead bodies were everywhere!
Blood, the ground was covered in blood!
Hundreds of them rushed in with guns in their hands. Logically speaking, the lineup should have been enough to crush a tank into pieces, but it did not harm the leading young man at all. The bullets that flew out would strangely fly back.
Within just a few minutes, a group of people died, and another group would rush in. In the end, the narrow corridor was filled with bodies, making even walking difficult.
They were all normal people, so they had never seen anything like this.
For a moment, the fear inside of them caused them to retreat. They would rather be beaten to death by Yamaguchi Yuta than die at the hands of the young man.
Meanwhile, the hundreds of Chinese cultivators behind Ye Chen were stunned!
They were prepared to fight the Yamaguchi Group barehanded, and some of them were even prepared to sacrifice themselves.
However, it was the fifth batch since the first batch of Yamaguchi Group members entered. There were no less than 300 people in each batch. However, in just a few minutes, all of them were killed by Ye Chen except for the group that was retreating continuously!
From the beginning to the end, they were like spectators, a group of bystanders who were witnessing the bloody massacre. All they lacked was to buy a watermelon and sit by the side to watch with their legs crossed as the audience…
“He lives up to his name of being the China No.1, he lives up to his fame. He destroys thousands of soldiers on his own, he’s the one and only!”
Meng Zixiang, who was in the crowd, stared blankly at the skinny figure in front of him. At that moment, there was utter admiration in his eyes. It was as if a peerless god of death had descended.