Reincarnation: Begins with the life of a black-energy immortal boy

Chapter 97 Tooth for Tooth
Shelly Berman, a British man in his 50s, was answering the phone with an angry look on his face.

"Who is it? Is it the Chinese who rescued those students? I don't care about anything else, I want him dead."

"Let me die?" A cold voice sounded.

Shelly Berman's face changed drastically and she turned around and saw Zhou Ming. He had been in China for many years and although he couldn't speak Chinese fluently, he could still understand it.

"This gentleman..." Shelly Berman could be very arrogant as a director, but she would not be stupid.

This guy came to me silently, he must be no ordinary person. If I anger him, he might kill me.

Zhou Ming reached out and grabbed Shelly Berman's neck without giving her a chance to speak, and the curse mark appeared.

This time, no one was killed directly, but the power was allowed to lie dormant and exert its power slightly.

Shelly Berman felt pain deep in her soul, as if her bones were crushed, and she opened her mouth wide but no sound came out.

His face turned pale and cold sweat kept flowing down.

"I read the newspaper today and I felt very bad." Zhou Ming tightened his grip while speaking, but he did not completely break Shelly Berman's neck.

"So I came to you guys to vent my anger and leave a gift for you so that I don't have to come here again next time I'm upset."

When he let go, Shelly Berman fell to the ground.

"Cough cough cough--" He couldn't stop coughing, his eyes rolled back, and he had tears and snot.

The pain of suffocation made the Englishman feel for the first time that death was so close.

Zhou Ming left without killing anyone.

Killing is a means, not an end. We must identify the targets and deal with them one by one.

The most important thing now is to kill some people who deserve to die more.

Walking outside the building, Zhou Ming looked in one direction: Hongkou!

"You've followed me for so long but you don't dare to take action. Then why are you still following me?" Zhou Ming said coldly while looking into the distance.

In the shadows next to him, a middle-aged man wearing black and red clothes appeared out of nowhere.

"You break the agreement like this, aren't you afraid that our people will start a massacre? This is your country!" the middle-aged man said coldly.

In the shadows all around, figures appeared one after another, and a similar bloody smell emanated from these people.

A ball of black information suddenly appeared in Zhou Ming's left hand, and the ominous aura of the Three Corpse Poison spread.

"This thing is a curse that can spread. If you don't get out of here, I'll go to England." Zhou Ming stretched out his hand and threw it at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man released a distorted black magic power, which fixed the aura, and his expression changed slightly the next moment.

"boom!"

The evil energy of the Three Corpses was directly bounced away, fell to the ground and dissipated on its own.

"Back off." The middle-aged man said in English, and his men all retreated.

Zhou Ming left and headed towards Hongkou.

"Your Excellency the Duke, are we just going to let him go like this?" A figure appeared beside the middle-aged man.

"I don't have the confidence to keep this Chinese person." Tongnian said with an unpleasant expression. That kind of power was even more devilish than the devil.

The Japanese Consulate in Shanghai can actually be said to be a small Japanese concession. Although there is no explicit regulation, this fact has already been established.

A large number of Japanese gathered in Hongkou, a small army was stationed here, and there were even 30 exclusive Japanese patrolmen.

It was already dark at this time, and the place was sparsely populated, with only a small number of Japanese ronin walking around.

Zhou Ming came to the front of the Japanese consulate, looked at the Japanese standing guard and the building, and took a light step forward.

"boom!"

The extremely large barrier field isolated this place, and the soldiers immediately noticed something was wrong and pointed their guns at Zhou Ming.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The shooting was extremely decisive, and a large number of bullets were shot at Zhou Ming.

Blood burst out, pythons rushed out one after another, and blood was spilled all over the place.

"Bageyalu!" an angry roar rang out.

A figure as strong as an ox rushed out, holding a knife in his hand, and his whole aura was like that of a demon.

A purple-black aura enveloped his entire body, his muscles turned brown-black, and his body grew two or three sizes larger.

With a purple-black aura, he chopped the knife down.

"Ding!"

A bloody axe blocked in front of him, and a crisp sound was heard.

A powerful force came over him, and Zhou Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the man who looked like a demon.

"How is this possible?" The demon-like man had a distorted face. He had already burst out all his strength, but was actually blocked.

The next moment, another big axe came chopping down.

The Japanese soldiers who had no time to stop were split in half, and their blood spilled on the ground.

At this time, several Japanese soldiers who rushed out of the consulate saw this scene and their faces were full of disbelief, as if their parents had died.

"How is that possible? Inoue-kun is dead? Impossible."

"How could the swordsman Inoue-kun, who killed the demon bear and earned the name of Oni-Hero, die like this?"

Zhou Ming was not in the habit of listening to these people's wailing, so he rushed forward with two huge axes in his hands.

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"Breaking news! Overnight, the Japanese Consulate in Hongkou, Shanghai was razed to the ground. Is this revenge for the Japanese shooting of workers?"

"Extra! Overnight..."

The newsboy shouted loudly and waved the newspaper in his hand.

Many people were delighted when they heard the news and rushed to buy the product.

I saw that the newspaper contained a lot of descriptions of the tragic situation in Japan, and only a few sentences wrote about the situation in the British police station. It seemed that someone had deliberately suppressed it.

In the Municipal Council, the British directors held a small meeting in private. Looking at the marks on their skin, their faces looked very ugly.

"That damn Chinese, how dare he do this? Isn't he afraid of the British fleet?" A sensible man cursed with a grim expression.

"He is simply a lunatic. He doesn't care about the trust of those students at all. He broke into the entire police station, but he didn't open the students' cells at all." Another director said with a grim face.

This is the most difficult type to deal with. The other party does not care about human life at all. They are not the kind of good people who are righteous. They have fewer bottom lines and concerns and are more dangerous.

"That madman cares about the nation's face and dignity. We should release those students immediately and restrict all factories." said a sensible person who was already frightened.

"I don't believe it, but if you really don't care, why don't you kill us?"

"Haven't enough Japanese died? He just chose the ones he hated the most."

"Okay, stop arguing. What we need to consider is saving our lives. First, release the people and restrain the factory, and then deal with that lunatic."

The others fell silent and finally agreed to the decision.

It's not just the British and Japanese who open factories, there are people from other countries too.

Zhou Ming's crazy behavior and blatant threat immediately made many people feel uneasy.

In a hotel, Zhou Ming sat by the window, looking at the sea in the distance.

"Knock, knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door.

"Hello, I'm looking for the warrior from last night."

(End of this chapter)