Marha blinked: "I'll swear to my mother."
Fang Zong covered his face upon hearing this.
Sure enough, Malha made a terrible mistake.
The Third Princess stopped him from committing suicide, and he actually ran to the 'toilet' to light a lamp.
Ahead, the man in the kimono had already pulled out half of the tube, and many people around him cheered loudly.
After the resurgence of demonic energy, Japan has become more martial and more focused on the survival of the fittest. Not to mention that the men in kimonos are clearly members of the legal underworld and are more inclined to solve problems with violence.
Marha was a little scared, but more excited. He looked at Fang Zong and gestured for Fang Zong to go first.
Fang Zong shook his head, and just as he was about to find something to cover his face, he gave up.
He's not a serial killer; he can't possibly kill everyone who's ever met him, can he?
He decisively went straight over, grabbed Malha, and then ran away, slamming his shoulder into the wall, breaking it apart. As he left the auction hall, he even picked up a chair and slammed it hard into the man in the kimono.
"Baka! You're a military commander from the East!"
The man in the kimono showed no fear. He stepped forward with his right foot, bent his knees, and as energy emanated from his body, he executed a swift and decisive sword draw.
The ground was scratched by the wind from the blade, and the Japanese sword was even more gleaming and extremely handsome.
Then... "Bang!"
The chair that was coming towards them suddenly burst into flames and exploded into pieces in the wind.
The man in the kimono was covered in burning shards from head to toe, writhing in pain on the ground. More shards flew everywhere, igniting the wooden walls, roof, and floor.
Before anyone around could react, the burning debris exploded again.
Flames rose, turning the place into a sea of fire!
"Brother Zong, I haven't paid yet!"
Malha exclaimed, "As a man who owns an oil field, an Arab prince, is he really someone who lacks 100 million RMB?"
Fang Zong slapped the prince unconscious, then shot off in a flash, disappearing quickly into the crowd.
The capital city of Xijing has seen the emergence of military generals from the eastern kingdom.
The entire capital was abuzz with activity, and Kogoro, the Asian diplomat, personally led a team to investigate the identity of this military commander.
He had a keen sense of touch and seemed to have sensed that this was Fang Zong.
Fang Zong's trick is exactly what the old saying in Dongguo means by "the darkest place is under the lamp"!
"Destroy the leader of the bulls, and then head straight for my capital, Xijing? Do you think our great Japan has no one to rely on?!"
At Kogoro's command, the 80,000 security personnel and 150,000 gangsters of Xijing swarmed like locusts, leaving no stone unturned in Xijing and every corner of the surrounding area.
But at this moment, Fang Zong had already boarded the Shinkansen, his destination being 'Jagoya' in the heart of Japan.
In Japan, where there are no ID cards and little surveillance, Fang Zong thrived.
Jiagu House is a guesthouse.
Fang Zong laughed as he watched TV, feeling sorry for Kogoro speaking on the screen.
His identity is special; he's not a wanted criminal.
Kogoro wouldn't dare to broadcast his image on television. Is it even possible to find him using only the Japanese yakuza network?
By the time someone tipped him off, he had already run hundreds of miles away.
Marha handed over a glass of juice, looked at the family of three who were tied up, and said with a wry smile, "Brother Zong, if I die, Japan will be in big trouble."
Fang Zong asked, "What's the problem?"
Marha replied arrogantly, "I am an Arab..."
"That's right, he was an illegitimate Arab prince who was given two oil fields and then left to fend for himself."
Fang Zong was not polite at all, explaining Malha's identity in detail.
However, at the same time, his attitude towards Malha has also improved significantly.
This is a prince, a super-rich man, and a... loyal and righteous person.
Malha was arrogant, constantly using words like "oil field," "rich," and "awesome." At first glance, one might mistake him for a nouveau riche who had become arrogant after achieving success.
But in reality, Malha never cared about money.
No, or rather, Malha knew very well what he needed and had to protect most.
The third princess of Pink Yang Road is Malha's only one, and his everything!
Fang Zong asked, "Do you really think that if you die, you can become a ghost and live happily ever after with Pink Lady?"
Marha affirmed, "Yes!"
Fang Zong chuckled upon hearing this and couldn't help but shake his head.
After a person dies, they either become a ghost, a spirit, or they disappear completely from the world and are imprinted on the legendary Three Lives Stone.
The ratio of ghosts, disappearances, and spirits is roughly 1 to 100...
0.001!
Out of 100,000 deaths, only one ghost can be born!
Malha observed Fang Zong's expression, and, unconvinced, took out his phone and opened a short video.
Fang Zong went over to look and found that they were screenshots of two QQ group chats.
First: My Shen Shen is the most handsome. No one else can compare to my Shen Shen. If my Shen Shen wanted, the Dong Kingdom would have to be renamed the Shen Kingdom!
Second: Please stop slandering my Shen Shen, I'll commit suicide to show you, I really will commit suicide to show you...
Fang Zong was speechless: "Why are you showing me this?"
Malha pointed at the phone screen and spat, "What's so hard about becoming a ghost? This guy can become a ghost, why can't I?"
Fang Zong didn't believe it: "She can become a ghost?"
I don't believe it, I can't believe it.
Fang Zong knew about this matter. His idol worship had gone too far, actually belittling the founding emperor and elevating the status of celebrities.
Marha said, "She did indeed become a ghost, and it seems she was taken away by the ghost-slaying team for ideological re-education."
Fang Zong curled his lip, "Education my ass!"
Only in the East is there a policy of preferential treatment and rescue for children; try doing that in Japan.
With another legitimate and even reasonable tool to use, the Japanese adult film industry is sure to produce a masterpiece, a lament without rhyme!
However, this little girl is extraordinary for her unwavering belief, which led her to become a spirit ghost.
To become a ghost, one must endure unspeakable torment while in a state of confusion.
It's not enough to just have a firm belief; it requires an extremely firm belief, a belief so strong that one can remain clear-headed under the immense power of heaven and earth and endure pain ten thousand times greater than that of slow slicing.
Fang Zong held a fruit knife and peeled an apple. With a flick of his finger, the nearly meter-long apple peel spiraled down, a sight that was nothing short of a work of art.
After taking a bite of his apple, he asked, "Do you think you can do it too?"
Malha answered decisively, "Yes!"
"Swoosh!" Fang Zong decisively made a cut: "Does it hurt?"
Marha grimaced, clutching his bleeding arm in a daze: "It hurts, but I can bear it!"
Another stab.
"I can endure it!"
One more cut.
Marha almost cried: "Brother Zong, just kill me already?"
Fang Zong shook his head: "No, if you survive 100,000 cuts, there's about a one percent chance you'll become a ghost."
Marha: "..."
He was willing to pay 100,000 dollars to be with the pink-clad woman.
But he couldn't afford to gamble with a one percent chance.
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