Yamamoto Benjiro glared at him angrily, "My last name is not Yama, it's Yamamoto, don't call me that."
Seeing his humiliated look, Lin Qingqing almost laughed out loud at his expression.
"Okay, I'll call you Yamamoto, okay? Now answer my questions quickly. Did you call that woman? Also, did you kill that child?"
Yamamoto Jiro looked up at her with a smug look on his face. "What's the matter? Are you scared? Let me tell you, this is child's play. If you don't agree to my request, I will make you live a life worse than death."
Lin Qingqing, who had originally wanted to resolve the feud peacefully, clenched her fists in anger when she saw his unrepentant look.
"Okay, Yamamoto Jiro, you are very capable. You have provoked my anger. I didn't want to do anything to you. After all, we Chinese are known for treating each other with courtesy, but you are really too annoying."
As soon as she finished speaking, two shiny silver needles suddenly appeared in her hands.
When the proud Yamamoto Jiro saw the two silver needles in her hand, his smile froze on his face and fear appeared in his eyes, "What are you going to do?"
"I'm not doing anything. I just want you to have a taste of what it feels like to be harmed by someone." As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately walked behind him and quickly pierced the acupuncture point on the back of his neck.
Yamamoto Jiro waited in fear for a while, and suddenly found that apart from a pain in his neck, nothing happened next.
The next second, he immediately burst into laughter, "Haha, I thought you, Lin Qingqing, were so powerful, but you're nothing special. What you said just now was so scary, I thought you were going to do something to me, but you were just trying to scare me."
Looking at his smug face, Lin Qingqing curled her lips and said, "Don't worry, let me ask you, do you feel like there are millions of ants gnawing at your skin and your whole body is starting to itch?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Yamamoto Jiro, who had been so proud just now, immediately changed his expression, and slowly, he began to twist his body hard on the chair.
"Now you feel your internal organs starting to hurt, as if someone is cutting you with a knife," she continued.
At this moment, Yamamoto Benjiro, who was sweating profusely from the pain, raised his eyes full of hatred and glared at her, "You damn woman, what on earth have you done to me? What have you done to me? Ah, it hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts so much."
Before he could finish his words, he fell to the ground with his chair in pain, his legs curled up, and he made desperate sounds of pain.
"This is your punishment for not respecting life. That child provoked you, and yet you actually ruined his life just to achieve your own evil plan. Are you still considered a human being?"
When I think about the child who was only a few months old and had not had a chance to see the world, his life was lost because of the selfish desires of these people.
She was so angry that she wanted to kill those who had harmed that little life.
"How does this have to do with me? It was his parents who killed him. I just gave their parents some money. It was their parents who were blinded by money and killed him. It has nothing to do with me." Yamamoto Jiro was sweating profusely and explained with all his strength.
What he didn't know was that no matter how much he explained, Lin Qingqing would not let him go.
"Just bear the feeling of being on the verge of death." She slowly leaned close to his ear, and her voice was as cold as hell.
Yamamoto Jiro stared with wide eyes at the woman in front of him who was smiling like a devil.
At this moment, he felt a little regretful about provoking this woman.
But soon he no longer had the mind to think about this matter, because the pain in his body was so severe that he no longer had the mind to think about these things.
Everyone saw Yamamoto Benji groaning in pain on the ground, and everyone looked at Lin Qingqing with admiration in their eyes.
"Junior Master, this guy won't die from the pain, right?" The Great Elder walked up to Lin Qingqing and asked in a low voice.
Although these four old men also hated this R countryman, no matter how much they hated him, they did not dare to take his life in China.
Lin Qingqing naturally knew what a big deal would be if something happened to Yamamoto Benjiro in China.
"Don't worry, he won't die. These two silver needles of mine will only make him feel the pain, but won't kill him." She explained to them.
After hearing her explanation, Huayu and Captain Deng finally let go of their worries.
About fifteen minutes later, Yamamoto Jiro, who was lying on the ground, was sweating from the pain.
By the time Huayu and the others helped him up from the ground, there was a puddle of water on the ground. It was the sweat that the man had shed in pain.
At this moment, Yamamoto Jiro was completely different from when he woke up before.
Now, if anyone of them speaks loudly, this guy will be so scared that his neck will shorten and he will look terrified.
"I have taken care of my business. I'll leave the rest to you to interrogate." After taking out the silver needle from his neck, Lin Qingqing looked at the four old men standing next to her and spoke.
The four elders who had been waiting for this moment immediately rubbed their hands and slowly walked towards Yamamoto Jiro who was tied to the chair.
When he saw the four of them coming over, Yamamoto Jiro was so frightened that he trembled all over and whispered, "Don't come over, don't come over."
When the four old men saw his cowardly look, they all looked at him with contempt.
"Yamamoto Ichiro, I want to ask you, who is Yamamoto Ichiro to you? Where is he now? Is he still alive in this world?" the elder asked loudly.
"He is my grandfather. Do you know my grandfather?" Yamamoto Benro answered awkwardly.
"He is indeed the grandson of that bastard. No wonder he looks so much like that old guy. It turns out he is the grandson of that old guy." The second elder said angrily.
When Yamamoto Jiro heard this, he was furious and replied, "Why are you scolding my grandfather, you weird old man? How did my grandfather provoke you?"
"Well, you actually dare to call me a weird old man? I'm going to beat you to death." The second elder touched his beard which was still a little black and kicked him in the stomach.
Shan Benlang was in so much pain that he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Huayu and Captain Deng, who were standing aside, looked at each other, with surprise in their eyes.
The people they helped today seemed to like hitting people if they got angry.
"You little rascal, write a letter back to your grandfather right now and tell him to get back to China. We in the pharmacy will settle the score with him for stealing things back then." The elder spoke again.
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