Listening to Ling Tianchen's screams and looking at Ling Tianchen's distorted expression due to pain, Fukuyama Kazuo felt extremely comfortable.

"Ling Tianchen, you have today, didn't expect it?"

Fukuyama Kazuo smiled fiercely and gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you very arrogant just now?

Didn’t you say I can’t do anything to you? Why don’t you say it now?"

After saying that, Fukuyama Ichio clenched his fists and hit Ling Tianchen in the chest.

"Kake~~~" A sound of bone shattering sounded, and Ling Tianchen's sternum was broken by Kazuo Fukuyama.

"Ah~~~!"

Ling Tianchen screamed again and almost fainted in pain.

Fukuyama Ichio pinched Ling Tianchen's neck and said sinisterly: "Boy, come back to the shrine with me.

I want to cut off your hands and feet live in front of the entire Japanese martial arts world.

Then, I want you to kneel in front of my son's grave, kowtow, apologize, and repent~~~~" As soon as I said this, Fukuyama's brow suddenly frowned.

He suddenly turned his head and looked south, and a golden light shone for a moment, and a figure rushed towards him like lightning.

"Fukuyama Kazuo, it's been a long time since I saw you. Why are you going backwards and bullying the child?"

As the golden light flew over, a gentle and calm voice came.

"Uncle San!"

Ling Tianchen heard the voice and was delighted, knowing that it was Ling Qingqiu who was here.

Fukuyama Kazuo also felt that the voice was a little familiar, and he didn't remember who it was. In a while he was puzzled, he saw Ling Qingqiu appear.

"You are, Ling Qingqiu?"

Fukuyama Kazuo looked at Ling Qingqiu carefully and spoke out in surprise.

Ling Qingqiu glanced at Ling Tianchen, who was covered in blood and pale, and couldn't help feeling heartbroken. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and murderous intent appeared.

Fukuyama Ichio could naturally feel the murderous intent that was permeating. He chased and fought with Ling Tianchen for a long time, and his mana was exhausted seriously. He was definitely not Ling Qingqiu's opponent.

Twenty years ago, Fukuyama Kazuo went to China with his father and also fought with Chinese martial arts masters.

Although he was not the opponent of Ling Qingyuan, the number one master in China at that time, he fought Ling Qingqiu without any decision.

Fukuyama Ichio hurriedly grabbed Ling Tianchen's neck, pulled him in front of him, and threatened to Ling Qingqiu: "Ling Qingqiu, I know I am not your opponent now.

If you dare to take advantage of others' danger, I will kill your nephew immediately."

Ling Qingqiu snorted lightly and said indifferently: "Ichio Fukuyama, if you kill my nephew, you can't escape, and you have to pay for my nephew's life."

Fukuyama's eyes were fixed, and when he exerted force on his hand, Ling Tianchen's neck sounded "crack".

"Cough cough cough~~~" Ling Tianchen's face was covered in purple, and he felt extremely difficult to cough.

Ling Qingqiu snorted angrily: "Fukuyama Ichio, you'd better let him go immediately, otherwise you will regret it."

"Hahaha~~~" Fukuyama Kazuo suddenly laughed to the sky, looked at Ling Qingqiu with a funny look, and said, "Ling Qingqiu, Director Ling Da, you have been so comfortable to be an official over the years, you are stupid, right?

Now, your nephew is in my hands, I can take his life at any time.

It's ridiculous that you dare to threaten me, hahaha~~~" Ling Qingqiu calmly took out his cell phone, opened WeChat, and a video appeared.

I saw a Japanese lady in her fifties and a young woman in her twenty years, tied up with a rope and a piece of cloth stuffed into her mouth.

Seeing the two people, Fukuyama Kazuo's face changed drastically, and he glared at Ling Qingqiu: "Baga, Ling Qingqiu, you despicable villain, how have you treated my wife and daughter?"

Ling Qingqiu smiled and said, "Your family is in my hands. If my nephew has something to do, you will not only bury my nephew, but your family will also bury my nephew.

I lost a family member, but your family was about to die of three. I think this deal is very cost-effective."

"Well!"

The uncle actually said that his life was very cost-effective to exchange for the lives of three people.

Ling Tianchen was about to cry, and he felt that his dear uncle seemed to be doing business?

"Ling Qingqiu, you, you bastard, let my wife and daughter go, otherwise I won't let you go~~~" Ling Qingqiu snorted coldly and said indifferently: "Okay, you strangle my nephew to death, I order my subordinates to kill someone immediately~~~~" "No, don't~~~~" Fukuyama Ichio was finally afraid, so he hurriedly let go of Ling Tianchen's neck and said to Ling Qingqiu: "Okay, I'll let your nephew go, you let my family go."

Ling Qingqiu shook his head directly: "That won't work. If you put one person and ask me to put two people, this transaction is not cost-effective, I won't do it!"

"You, you, Ling Qingqiu, what exactly are you going to do?"

Fukuyama Ichiho was so angry that he was about to jump up, his eyes glaring at Ling Qingqiu.

Ling Qingqiu glanced at Ling Tianchen, then said, "If you let my nephew go, I will release your daughter immediately.

As for your wife, if you want me to let go, let’s discuss the conditions again, how about it?”

Fukuyama Kazuo had no choice at all. He hesitated slightly and let Ling Tianchen go: "Okay, Ling Qingqiu, you are cruel, you won."

Ling Qingqiu hurriedly pulled Ling Tianchen to his side, took out a few pills, stuffed them into his mouth, and then quickly pointed a few acupuncture points on Ling Tianchen's body.

The pain in Ling Tianchen's whole body suddenly eased a lot. He frowned and said, "Uncle San, I thought you gave up on me just now, cough cough cough~~~" Ling Qingqiu smiled at Ling Tianchen and said, "Don't worry, I will help you double the grievances you suffered just now, so as to ensure that you can breathe."

Fukuyama Ichio waited impatiently and urged Ling Qingqiu: "Ling Qingqiu, don't be verbally talking, hurry up and let my daughter go."

Ling Qingqiu glanced at Fukuyama Ichiho, opened the WeChat video on his mobile phone, and said, "Let that little girl go."

A man agreed on the other side of the phone, and then untied the rope on the young woman's body.

When Fukuyama saw his daughter being released, he said to Ling Qingqiu, "Tell me, how can you let my wife go?"

Ling Qingqiu's face became solemn, and she said coldly to Fukuyama Kazuo: "It's very simple. How did you deal with my nephew just now, I would deal with you too.

Fukuyama Kazuo, are you doing it yourself or want me to help you?"

Fukuyama's face changed and he glared at Ling Qingqiu: "Ling Qingqiu, don't bully people too much.

Ling Tianchen killed my son, but I haven't settled the score with him yet, you actually~~~~" Before Fukuyama Kazuo finished speaking, Ling Qingqiu was about to turn around and leave: "If you don't want to, forget it, goodbye!"

"No!"
Chapter completed!