The purpose of saying this was just to scare Lin Tian and the others so that they would release him quickly, otherwise there would be big trouble. However, Kang Dao's loud voice did not make Lin Tian and Tu Hu fearful at all.

Feel.

A bright light shone down, causing Kazuo Yasushima's pupils to suddenly shrink. The discomfort in his eyes caused him to close his eyes suddenly, and stretched out his hand to block the direction of the light coming towards him.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Lin Tian, ​​who was sitting on the chair, asked Kazuo Yasushima rudely.

Tu Hu also had a ferocious look on his face. He was holding an iron rod that he had found from nowhere in his hand and was scratching it back and forth on the ground, making sharp and harsh sounds from time to time.

The room was already quiet, but the sound of iron hitting the ground made the flustered Kazuo Yasushima even more uneasy.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Kazuo Yasushima shouted loudly. From Lin Tian's point of view, he was doing nothing more than hiding his inner weakness.

Lin Tian ignored him and spoke slowly and calmly: "Tell me, who are you? And who sent you here?"

The restless Kazuo Yasushima, who was entangled in panic, could no longer bear it and shouted at Lin Tian: "Who are you?"

The two chatted for a long time but couldn't come up with anything. Tu Hu couldn't sit still and whispered in Lin Tian's ear: "Master, this guy is very stubborn!"

Lin Tian didn't think so, but he felt that Kazuo Yasushima was about to collapse at the sight, and he could quickly find out the situation from his mouth. This was playing psychological warfare, and it was about who was more patient than the other.

Time passed by, and Kazuo Yasushima felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. The cold sweat on his back was almost soaking his clothes. He was trapped here, with his hands tied tightly, and there was no way he could leave.

He regretted why he waded into this muddy water and ended up being locked up here. Judging from Lin Tian's unhurried attitude, he realized that if he didn't honestly explain the actual situation, the two guys with unknown origins in front of him would definitely

Won't let him go.

"What is your name?" Lin Tian shouted sharply.

The unprovoked shout made Yasushima Kazuo, who was in a state of despair, so frightened that his body couldn't help but tremble. His eyes showed fear and uneasiness. Fear was like a released monster, growing in size indefinitely.

Kazuo Yasushima could no longer restrain the fear in his heart, surrendered and said: "My name is Kazuo Yasushima, please spare me!"

"Who sent you here?" Immediately afterwards, Lin Tian asked a second question.

"Masao Sakata." Kazuo Yasushima, whose inner defenses had completely collapsed, no longer dared to hide anything.

Hearing this name, Lin Tian was shocked. He did not expect that Masao Sakata would personally send people to monitor him. He originally thought that he was just hiding behind the scenes and instructing Junsheng Sakata, but he did not expect that he would actually take action himself.

As a result, things become much more complicated. What secrets are hidden in Fukushima that would interest Masao Sakata, who has always been reclusive, so much?

Lin Tian suddenly thought of the virus mentioned by Sakata Junsheng yesterday. The image of innocent people who died tragically for no reason after being infected with the virus still appeared in his mind. Due to the lack of information in his hand, it was difficult for Lin Tian to determine why the virus attracted people with just his naked eyes.

The real reason for so much interest from the Sakata family.

In the current diversified world, under strong control, it is difficult for militarism to revive. Although the Sakata family is a fanatical militarist, they still cannot violate the main theme of peace by relying solely on their own strength.

.

Could it be...

Lin Tian's mind moved, and he suddenly thought of an idea that made him shudder, that is, Sakata Junsheng's extremely ugly face, and their real intention was to use the virus to create more murderous weapons in order to make money.

Once their purpose succeeds, more people will die. What they do is nothing more than madness.

"Damn it!" Lin Tian, ​​who had been thinking for a long time, clenched his fists and knocked heavily on the armrest of the seat. Tu Hu was startled when he saw the angry look on his face.

Kazuo Yasushima sat uneasily in his seat, waiting for the two people opposite to ask questions. The strong line pierced him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. He could only vaguely see the outlines of the two people in front of him, but he couldn't see them clearly.

He couldn't open his eyes and couldn't hear any sound. He was afraid that the two people in front of him would leave him here. His hands and feet were tied and he couldn't move. He was very scared. He was afraid that once these two people left, no one would care about him anymore.

When he was found, he had already turned into a corpse.

Out of fear of death, Kazuo Yasushima could no longer remain silent and shouted loudly, his voice full of fear: "What else do you want to know? I can tell you, please let me go quickly? This

The place is so fucking scary.”

Kazuo Yasushima burst out with a lot of curse words, which shows how scared he was and he almost urinated in yellow soup.

Tu Hu looked at him with disgust, almost spat out thick phlegm, and secretly thought that this guy is really a softie. Little did he know that Kazuo Yasushima almost collapsed under Lin Tian's strong psychological pressure.

Otherwise, he would not have betrayed his master.

"Okay, you can go." A bright light came down from above and shone on Lin Tian's body. The frightened Kazuo Yasushima just glanced at it and was immediately stunned. He never expected that this guy who was pretending to be a ghost was in front of him.

It turned out to be the guy he was following.

It is true that if you fail to steal a chicken, you will lose a handful of rice.

Regret, resentment, anger, unwillingness, and all kinds of sadness came to his heart. Kazuo Yasushima was helpless and had no other options. He seemed to be immobilized and stared at Lin Tian motionless.

Lin Tian smiled faintly, and he and Tu Hu stood up and left, ignoring Kazuo Yasushima who looked at him stupidly.

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Hokkaido is quite a magnificent pasture. The grassland is full of cows and sheep gnawing on the grass. This grassland is one of the best in the entire island country. The island country has a small land area and is known to have a lot of money. It is possible to own such a large area.

, it cannot be done with money.

In addition to being rich, you also need to have considerable strength to graze cattle in Hokkaido and enjoy the pastoral life. Masao Sakata is getting older and running wildly on the big grass garden.

His hands tightly grasped the reins of the black horse. The black horse galloped on the vast grassland, like a black lightning. Masao Sakata sat steadily on the saddle, his body rising and falling as the horse ran.

His face was calm and calm, without any disturbance, and he didn't seem to be affected at all.

"Sir." Masao, the butler, called to Masao Sakata, who was galloping on his horse.

Masao Sakata pulled the reins, and the horse neighed loudly and roared into the sky.

Of course Masao knows that the BMW under Masao Sakata's crotch is one of Masao Sakata's most beloved BMWs. It is worthy of being regarded as the best horse in the island country and the purest BMW. Masao Sakata spent a lot of money to buy it from Mongolia.

Come.

After careful cultivation, the sweaty horse gradually became Masao Sakata's favorite pet. As the old man got older, its once dark and shiny fur gradually faded.

A good horse is a good horse after all. It has its own pride. Even though it is no longer young, it will not compromise with fate and still runs tenaciously. As soon as the owner pulls the reins, the speed of the BMW slows down.

Before it could stop, Masao Sakata used his most agile skills to turn over and dismount. After all, time is not forgiving, and the vigorous skills of the past are long gone. He has mastered the dismounting posture hundreds of times, but now it is stumbling.

If Zhengnan hadn't come up to help him, he would definitely have fallen badly.

Masao Sakata, who has always been dissatisfied with aging, couldn't help but say with a bitter smile: "I'm old, I'm old after all."

Zhengnan was inexplicably brought to tears by him, and he said with tears in his eyes: "Master, you are still a sword that never grows old."

Masao Sakata turned his head and glanced at Masao. The butler who had followed him for many years was already gray-haired. Masao Sakata could also hear what he just said. Masao was definitely speaking from the bottom of his heart and there was no hint of flattery.

Perhaps it was because he was disturbed by Masao when he was at his most restless, that Sakata Masao felt that he could sigh like this. However, in his heart, he also knew that he was just an excuse.

"Do you have any news about the people sent out?" Masao Sakata asked seemingly casually.

Zhengnan wiped his tears with his hand, sniffed and replied: "Master, I just received the reward and everything went wrong."

"What?! Did it go wrong?" Masao Sakata's dim eyes were filled with sparkle, which really startled Masao. He took a few steps back before he could stand still. He was worried that the old man would blame him for his incompetence in doing things.

Showing fear.

Masao Sakata did not blame him. His eyes that were so bright suddenly dimmed in an instant. He sighed heavily and said, "Maybe this is all God's will!"

It is destiny and cannot be controlled by human beings.

Masao Sakata let out a heavy sigh. He knew that he could no longer control the overall situation as before. While laughing and chatting, his calm confidence was wiped out. Of course, Masao Sakata was still the old man who controlled the Sakata family.

An old man who was decisive in killing the family, never sloppy, and unsmiling. Even his eyes showed a chilling coldness. All in all, Masao Sakata had not aged in Masao's eyes.

"Master..." The husband wanted to say some beautiful words, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say a word.

Masao, who has followed Masao Sakata for so many years, knows very well that the old man is by no means a person who likes to listen to flattery. He has always been a practical person, and everything depends on the results.

Masao Sakata, who is a pragmatist, did not get angry after knowing the result of the failure this time. On the contrary, he felt lonely and lonely as a hero.

"Sir, what's going on? Are you really old?" Zhengnan shook his head desperately, trying to get rid of such unrealistic thoughts, and denied with all his strength: "Sir, maybe he will get old?"

What left a deep impression on him was that in the recent family meeting, Masao Sakata used very severe methods to punish those who tried to rebel in the family. Not only did this guy lose his reputation, he also ruthlessly threw him into prison.

From the beginning to the end, the old man played a dominant role. He used his absolute majesty and methods to make those members of the family who had intentions no longer dare to think differently.

In other words, as long as Masao Sakata is here, the Sakata family will continue to move forward smoothly. But once the old man is gone, then...

Zhengnan didn't dare to think about it anymore. After all, anything that didn't happen, even if it happened right before his eyes, was just human speculation.

Masao Sakata walked to a wooden house next to the ranch. The wooden house was very simple on the outside. It only had a table, a cabinet, and a wooden bed inside. It couldn't be simpler.

This is the place where Masao Sakata stayed when he was young. Staying alone in a huge ranch for many years also tempered Masao Sakata's rock-hard determination.

The old butler Masao brought a basin of warm water, carefully took off Masao Sakata's clothes, grabbed a handful of towels from the basin, and wiped the sweat stains all over Masao Sakata's body.

After wiping it clean, Masao walked out of the room with the washbasin filled with sewage. Masao Sakata put on formal clothes. Although he was getting older, his body was not thin at all. He looked even more energetic when he put on a reasonable kimono.

After everything was settled, the sharpness in Masao Sakata's eyes was gradually replaced by a sinister look. Through the window of the cabin, he looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window and murmured to himself: "For the honor of the family, I will not
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