Chapter 469

Now, in this half-dead, miserable state.

The Dragon Country audience was as happy as during the New Year.

Meanwhile, looking at the Benzi Country.

Each one was filled with righteous indignation.

In fact...

The Benzi Country audience did not care what was done to Minakami Jin.

They only knew that elevating Minakami Jin to the status of a hero...

would break the defense of the Dragon Country people.

Therefore, before, each one was shouting happily.

However, these people overlooked one point.

At this moment.

When the person they hailed as a hero was subjected to torture and humiliation.

These Benzi heads who were previously boasting could not lift their heads either.

The Dragon Country audience frantically @-ed the Benzi Country audience in the bullet screen pool.

The result was that very few stood up to respond.

The vast majority became cowardly turtles.

Unfortunately...

Fang Hao ultimately failed to completely kill Minakami Jin psychologically.

More than ten minutes later.

After emergency treatment by a private doctor.

Minakami Jin finally pulled through.

Recalling the various despair he had experienced before.

Because of an earthquake...

His entire fortune and life were lost, and he was also burdened with debt he could never repay in a lifetime.

This made Minakami Jin grind his teeth.

I cannot die.

I must take revenge!

Ma Lei Ge Bi, I cannot let Fang Hao have a good time!

Under such a belief.

He withstood Fang Hao's "Private Ma Sai".

Looking at the young man in front of him who made his scalp tingle.

Minakami Jin gritted his teeth...

He panted heavily, now looking at Fang Hao before him.

His voice was filled with anger.

"You! It is you!"

"The main culprit behind the earthquake!"

"The great earthquake in our Benzi Country, you caused it!"

"You admitted these words with your own mouth, thinking I would not survive and die on the hospital bed!"

"But you did not expect!"

"I, Minakami Jin, not only came back to life, but also have the habit of carrying a recording pen with me!"

"Everyone! All the viewers watching the live broadcast around the world!"

"Fang Hao once, in front of me, asked if I liked his handiwork!"

"Saying this earthquake was a gift for me!"

"He admitted with his own mouth that he was the mastermind behind the earthquake!"

"This is the recording!"

In front of the UN Secretary present at the scene.

And in front of millions, even tens of millions of viewers from various countries.

Minakami Jin solemnly took out a recording pen.

With trembling hands, he displayed his recording pen before countless flashes and shutters.

And at this moment.

He subtly turned his head and exchanged a glance with Kitahara Sosuke standing diagonally behind him.

Their eyes met for only an instant before separating.

Afterwards.

Kitahara Sosuke stood there, looking calm and composed.

His entire body completely relaxed.

Unknowingly.

A confident expression had already appeared.

The two's small movements were extremely subtle.

Very difficult for ordinary people to notice.

But they could not fool Ding He, this old detective who had dealt with criminals for decades.

Merely by this one glance...

He immediately concluded at that very moment.

The two of them had almost certainly colluded to fabricate their stories!

And this so-called evidence, I fear, is yet another piece of forged testimony they meticulously concocted!

Ding He stood in place, frowning and lost in thought.

He too was hastily devising a countermeasure.

On the scene.

Fang Hao's voice had already been transmitted through the recording pen—

"Mr. Mizukami, hello..."

"I speak Chinese, which you likely do not understand, but it does not matter; you may savor it slowly."

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"First... do you like my gift?"

"This gift was prepared for the Land of the Rising Sun."

"But more importantly... it was prepared for you."

The moment this voice appeared.

The audience on the scene could not help but shiver.

It's him!

It's too much like him!

This is unmistakably Fang Hao's voice, and even through the screen...

There was no trace of synthesis detectable in between.

Moreover, within the voice.

There was a chilling, sinister aura.

It made anyone who heard it feel deeply uncomfortable.

Even through the screen.

Everyone seemed able to see Fang Hao as he spoke...

That arrogant and grotesque visage.

For a moment.

The faces of the audience from all over the world turned somewhat surprised.

Not long ago, they still believed that Fang Hao, the Sword Saint, was innocent.