"Chinese people, you have only three seconds to decide. I hope you make the right choice and leave immediately, or else I, Asakawa Taiyi, will die and take these two with me to the grave."
Asakawa Taiyi's old face bore a trace of ferocity, as his right hand tightened a bit around Li Xinyan's neck.
Li Xinyan's flushed face had already turned a bit purple.
Next to her, Chizuru Ayamai similarly tightened her grip around Zhao Hui's neck.
"Three, two..."
Asakawa Taiyi gritted his teeth and started counting.
"You Japanese slaves really keep giving me reasons to kill you. Today, all of you will die!"
Qin Yang's face was icy cold, and his words exuded a bone-chilling coldness.
As his words fell, two strands of Divine Sense surged from Qin Yang's brow and instantly entered the brows of Asakawa Taiyi and Chizuru Ayamai.
"Soul Annihilation!"
A cold light flashed in Qin Yang's eyes, and he pinched a spell seal with his fingertips.
Boom! Boom!
