Chapter 74

Fujiwara Jiro put down his wine glass and smiled lightly: "Literal meaning, which is that you don't have the opportunity to tell your big brother. Starting tomorrow, your big brother will be bedridden and not suitable to see any outsiders. As for you, naturally, you won't be able to walk out of this courtyard either."

Yin Shishi was shocked and angry: "Why, why do you want to do this? Aren't you and my big brother classmates? Didn't you say you would help rescue my parents? What benefit do you get from doing this?"

Fujiwara Jiro shook his head and smiled slightly: "The benefits are many. Look, you can't get out of this courtyard, your big brother is bedridden, your parents are still in jail, and they won't escape a bowl of last meal.

Your Second Brother is like a stray dog, and will face the government's arrest warrant.

So what happens to your family's industry?"

Looking at Yin Shishi's wide-eyed appearance, he said leisurely: "Your Yin family's massive industry can't just be confiscated by the government. As the son-in-law of the Yin family, I naturally have to help the heir of the Yin family who married into my Fujiwara family, Yin Xuan, to take over the Yin family's industry comprehensively; this is reasonable, legal, and legitimate."

Almost instantly, Yin Shishi understood, and she was shocked and furious: "Japanese devil, how can you be so despicable? It turns out you rescued me and Big Brother, actually aiming for my Yin family's property; no wonder my father often said that the Japanese have the ambition of wolves."

Fujiwara Jiro didn't seem angry; instead, he was very proud.

He smiled and said: "Let me tell you another secret. Actually, Xuezi is not my sister, but my concubine. Speaking of which, I have done my best for your big brother; I even gave him my concubine to play with, but I don't lose out either—he plays with my fake sister, and I get to play with his real sister."

Having said this, he stood up and walked toward the bed: "My lady, it's getting late; I can already hear Xuezi's soul-stirring screams next door; she seems to be calling for me."

Yin Shishi's face changed drastically.

She wanted to struggle, but her hands and feet were tied tightly.

She could only glare at Fujiwara Jiro and shout sternly: "Don't come over, you are a beast; my Second Brother will never let you go."

Fujiwara Jiro had already reached the bed; he pinched and lifted Yin Shishi's snow-white chin.

Regardless of Yin Shishi's cry of pain, he smiled contemptuously: "Your Second Brother? He is a stray dog now, and I don't know where he is hiding. Even if he stood in front of me now, killing him would be as easy as turning over my hand. He just entered the Bright Jin level, but I am already at the Great Accomplishment of Bright Jin."

After finishing, a greedy and evil smile appeared in his eyes, and he was about to move to tear at Yin Shishi's clothes.

Compared to taking off clothes, he liked more wild ways.

Only then would it have more of a sense of conquest.

Outside the house.

Looking at Fujiwara Jiro's appearance, Yin Qi could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

He punched out directly, and half of the wooden wall shattered with a bang.

With a loud bang, wood chips flew everywhere.

"Who!"

Fujiwara Jiro was startled; he hurriedly turned his head and saw the wall shattered, and a figure carrying heaven-soaring murderous intent arrived in front of him in two or three steps, with speed reaching the extreme.

The person coming had heaven-soaring murderous intent and a fierce momentum, like a fierce tiger descending a mountain.

Only then did he see the appearance of the person coming.

It was actually Yin Qi!

How could he be here?

"Little Japanese, go to hell!"

Yin Qi shouted sternly; he came up with a killing move, the Heart-Piercing Elbow from the Baji Fist.

He unleashed this Heart-Piercing Elbow in anger and added speed, simply like a speeding truck.

Fujiwara Jiro was shocked; he could only hastily take action, bending his arms to block in front of his chest.

Although he was shocked by Yin Qi's sudden appearance and Yin Qi's fierce attack, he had no sense of danger in his heart, because he had seen Yin Qi's martial arts competition with the British knights.

His spear technique was quite good, and beating foreign devils was easy, but he was just at the initial stage of Bright Jin.

If he took action, he could kill the foreign devil in three moves.

However, the next moment, Fujiwara Jiro knew he was wrong, and very wrong at that.

Bang!

As Yin Qi's Heart-Piercing Elbow landed, he felt as if he had been hit by a wild bull gone mad; his arm bones ached as if they were splitting, and he himself flew backward uncontrollably.

Clang!

Fujiwara Jiro hit the wardrobe, shattering it directly.

He bounced back, feeling his internal organs displaced, his whole body's blood and Qi churning, wanting to spray out from his mouth.

"How is this possible!"

Fujiwara Jiro was terrified to death.

He hadn't expected Yin Qi's strength to be so great, and so outrageously great, as if he were born with divine strength.

Under this savage Bright Jin, he had absolutely no power to resist.

It was just that he had no mind to be shocked anymore, and no time to care about the pain on his body, because Yin Qi attacked again, another fierce killing move: Standing Sky-Piercing Cannon.

Standing Sky-Piercing is like a cannon, hitting the enemy's vital point and striking the chin!

If this move were hit, it would be light to faint, and heavy to cause direct brain death.

Fujiwara Jiro's body was unstable, as if he were actively falling toward Yin Qi; how could he have time to defend? He could only lean to the side, wanting to avoid this strike, but Yin Qi attacked in anger and with premeditation—how could it be something Fujiwara Jiro could dodge?

Boom!

Fujiwara Jiro's chin was hit; he felt his head shaking violently, as if countless thunderbolts were exploding in his mind, and then he completely lost consciousness, his body flying backward again to hit the broken wardrobe.

Clang!

The wardrobe was completely shattered, and even the wall was cracked; his body bounced back again and fell heavily to the ground.

Blood slowly seeped from his seven orifices, quickly staining the ground red.

Dead as dead could be!

Although it was said at length, it was actually very fast—just two moves, in the blink of an eye.

In Yin Shishi's eyes, she hadn't reacted yet when she saw Fujiwara Jiro beaten to death alive by two punches, and the person who beat him to death was none other than her Second Brother, Yin Qi.

After seeing Yin Qi's appearance clearly, her eye sockets turned red, and countless grievances surged in her heart.

"Second Brother! Woo woo!"

After killing Fujiwara Jiro, most of the murderous intent in Yin Qi's heart dissipated.

His cold gaze quickly softened, and he stepped forward to comfort her: "Don't cry, don't cry; it's Second Brother who came late."

Yin Shishi felt even more aggrieved, crying even louder, just shaking her head constantly.

Yin Qi also knew Yin Shishi had been frightened, so he could only let her vent, while quickly untying the cloth strips on her hands and feet, holding her in his arms and comforting her gently.

This movement was too big, not to mention Yin Xuan and Xuezi next door, even the Japanese people drinking in the front courtyard heard it.

Yin Xuan was burying his head in hard work, and being startled like this, he almost went limp.

Xuezi also trembled all over and hurriedly said: "Husband, I seem to have heard my brother's scream; let's go and see."

"Good!"

Yin Xuan hurriedly nodded and got out of bed.

He also knew Little Sister resisted marrying Fujiwara Jiro, but for the sake of survival, he could only do this.

Besides, he felt Fujiwara Jiro wasn't bad, whether in appearance or family background, both were top-tier choices.

But when they arrived, they were dumbfounded.

The wall was more than half broken, Fujiwara Jiro was lying silently on the ground, a pool of crimson blood flowing from his face against the ground, while Yin Shishi was sobbing loudly in Yin Qi's arms.

Why is Second Brother here?

Did he kill Fujiwara Jiro?

Yin Xuan was stunned, feeling his thinking had crashed.

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