Wronged at the beginning? Sorry, everyone must die!

Chapter 128: Neon dog, it’s not a pity to die!

Lu Hong's eyes were like leaping flames in the depths of hell, intertwined with endless darkness and heart-pounding fear.

When Kenjin Nagai raised his eyes and met those eyes, his body trembled violently and he almost lost control of his bladder.

"Sir!" Nagai Kenjin suddenly lost his composure and ran wildly, crawling forward on his knees, and knelt devoutly at Lu Hong's feet.

"I was just joking, we have always been on your side.

We Japanese are all cheap bastards, we are all trash, please be magnanimous and let us go!"

"Sir, I don't want to die. It's all their fault!" Nagai Kenjin quickly changed the subject and pointed with trembling fingers at his Japanese compatriots behind him.

"It's them! They forced me! I've always wanted to get rid of the control of the Golden Lion Clan, but they were the ones who forced me because they were greedy for comfort!"

"These damn guys!"

After saying this, Nagai Kenjin went crazy and swung his sword at a fellow Neon countryman, causing blood to splatter on the spot.

Lu Hong and others looked at his performance as if he were a clown.

"Haha, have you had enough fun?"

Lu Hong curled up a sneer at the corner of his mouth, walked slowly forward, and without hesitation, hit Nagai Kenjin on the top of his head with the stick in his hand.

When Kenjin Nagai saw this, a trace of despair and resentment flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to pour out all his hatred.

"Damned Daxia people, you lowly untouchables, of lowly blood, I curse you to die a miserable death!

One day, you too will be captured by the myriad races and be torn apart and devoured!"

He roared, waved the sword in his hand, and rushed towards Lu Hong desperately, attempting to make a final struggle.

However, this weak resistance was like an ant trying to shake a tree and did not cause any waves.

Lu Hong's stick was like a mountain pressing down on his head, instantly crushing Nagai Kento into a bloody meat pie.

Immediately afterwards, a blazing fire dragon flashed by, with raging flames that completely devoured the piece of flesh and blood, turning it into nothingness.

Then, everyone's attention turned to the remaining Japanese people.

Mo Tianxiong and the others could no longer hold back, so they took action without further ado.

These Japanese were cunning. When they saw the situation was unfavorable, they immediately fled in all directions.

Lu Hong sneered: "Escape? Can you escape?"

boom!
The SSS-level Nine Dragon Holy Fire instantly burst out with all its power!

Nine fire dragons were wreaking havoc on the battlefield!

Wherever it passed, countless Japanese people were instantly reduced to ashes, the sky was filled with flames, and wailing was everywhere!
Some Japanese people witnessed this scene and, out of fear, began to kneel down and beg for mercy like Nagai Kenjin.

"Dad of Daxia Country, we were wrong. It was Nagai Kenjin who forced us to do this!"

"Yes, Da Xia country father, please spare me! I am willing to do anything you want me to do!"

"I can do that too! I can do anything!"

Many Japanese people began to pose and some even started running towards Lu Hong!
Of course, Lu Hong would definitely not let such a disgusting thing touch him, and he kicked him away with one foot, just like kicking him off into the dust.

Seeing this, Mo Tianxiong and others paused their killing movements slightly, as if they were hesitant.

Lu Hong looked at Mo Tianxiong coldly with a sharp gaze: "Why are you stopping?
Don’t you understand the nature of Japanese people?

"Have you not yet understood the cunning of Nagai Kenjin?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other with serious expressions.

"Lu Hong is right. We can still remember clearly how Nagai Kenjin deceived us."

"These people are just afraid of death and are pretending to be pitiful." "If we let them go today, they will definitely collude with all the races and come back to intercept us."

"That's right, these Japanese dogs deserve to die."

"They betrayed humanity, aided the tyrant, and murdered their compatriots. It is not too much to cut them into pieces."

Upon hearing this, Mo Tianxiong no longer had any mercy in his heart. He strode forward, grabbed a Japanese man, and smashed his head into pieces in an instant with his palm power.

At this point, all the compassion in everyone's heart disappeared, and there was only determination in their eyes. They killed decisively and mercilessly.

When the Japanese saw that begging for mercy was useless, their true nature was exposed. Everyone began to curse them and rushed forward in anger, wanting to exchange their lives for theirs.

What's worse, they would not hesitate to throw children or women to die for them.

There is not a single good thing!
Lu Hong has always known that these Japanese dogs are no good.

The lowest things are engraved in their blood.

Facing this group of Japanese people fleeing everywhere, he waved his arms without hesitation, and nine fire dragons appeared and galloped wildly.

Wherever the fire dragon passed, it was turned into scorched earth. Those desperate Japanese people let out miserable wails, but in the end they could only turn into a wisp of smoke and return to nothingness.

There was no mercy in Lu Hong's heart.

If he hadn't followed, wouldn't Lu Zhenyan have become the dinner of the Golden Lion Clan and these Japanese people?

Therefore, we must not be soft-hearted when dealing with them.

Everything that happened to them was their own fault.

In a moment, with the joint actions of everyone, the square was in ruins and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

In the distance, the trees were reduced to ashes by the raging flames, and the raging fire reflected the blood-washed land.

As far as the eye can see, there is no one alive, only deathly silence and despair.

Everyone gathered together again: "What happened?"

Mo Tianxiong said in a deep voice: "These Japanese are too weak, no one on my side escaped."

The others also nodded in confirmation: "All of them are dead, not a single one escaped."

In the face of the absolute gap in strength, even a sixth, seventh, or eighth-level warrior would find it difficult to escape from a ninth-level or even a master-level warrior.

Especially Lu Hong's fire dragon, which was like a ruthless killing machine. Wherever it went, all lives turned to charcoal, leaving only death and sorrow.

"What should we do next?" Mo Tianxiong turned to Lu Hong, asking for instructions in his tone.

Although Lu Hong was once his student.

But now, Lu Hong's strength has left him far behind.

Moreover, it was not just a matter of strength. Lu Hong's methods were fierce and he had the style of a commander, which made Mo Tianxiong feel impressed.

Lu Hong put away his weapon, his expression calm, and nodded slightly, saying: "Maybe there is some secret here.

Go and search separately to see what the Japanese have done here, and report back immediately if you find anything."

Mo Tianxiong and the others bowed and said yes, then turned around and left.

Lu Hong followed closely, shuttling through the mountains and forests, checking one by one the various buildings built by the Japanese on Jinmang Island.

From simple low wooden houses, to tree houses hanging on the treetops, to the scattered caves, nothing is left out.

Among these many buildings, Kento Nagai's residence is particularly eye-catching. It is actually a rather spectacular high-rise building, and he obviously enjoys the most comfortable treatment.

"Marshal Lu, we have discovered something here." Mo Tianxiong ran over in a hurry, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

(End of this chapter)