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After the blade passed, the little Japanese soldier immediately went stiff, and after a long time, a red mark appeared at the wound, then blood sprayed out in scarlet lines...

This little Japanese soldier also had no chance to make a move. He was merely brushed by the blade and was instantly killed...

Puff puff puff puff~~

The slaughter continued. Qin Fang wouldn't stop just because of one or two deaths.

These people were core members of this organization, each one with hands stained in blood. For example, that utterly useless Nagata had a Sin Point score of over two thousand, and he personally killed more than twenty people... Such a ferocious villain, even in killing him, Qin Fang was doing the public a service.

And the other members all carried immense blood debts; the one with the fewest Sin Points had over four hundred, while the most had over three thousand, akin to a butcher-level executioner.

The knife in Qin Fang's hand danced up and down, none of them were a match for him, barely even having the chance to engage him, as his knife repeatedly harvested lives.

Screams echoed continuously, resounding throughout the control room.

Sadly, their own people certainly couldn't hear it, as most were inside the control room, and the others were in the sterile room, which had excellent soundproofing. Even screaming to the heavens here wouldn't be heard.

Those locked in cages did hear the screams, looking up one by one, seemingly wanting to know what happened, but their positions were too low to see what was going on above.

Only the scarlet blood dripped slowly, with some falling into the cages directly below, hinting at the ongoing slaughter above, as the blood flowed down in rivulets, more than a single person could shed...

Qin Fang was in the midst of a killing spree, these little Japanese posed no threat to him, allowing him to kill them as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

However, these Japanese had high Sin Point scores, and with each kill, Qin Fang's Justice Points increased a small fraction. In a short time, it had already grown by nearly two thousand points, equivalent to what he gained from massacring High Priest Darren's group...

This just showed how many Dragon Country People these evil factory Japanese had harmed!

"Die, die, die... all of you perish for me!"

The more it went on, the more Qin Fang found these people hateful, showing no mercy with each strike, almost every slash maiming or killing a Japanese.

"Hmm?"

Just as Qin Fang was engrossed in his slaughter, he suddenly sensed a faint blade wind coming from behind, a threat quietly approaching.

Obviously, someone intended to ambush him from behind, and it seemed like the assailant wasn't too weak.

"Hmph..."

But Qin Fang merely snorted, slightly twisting his body as the katana in his hand quickly rose.

Clang~~

The two blades collided, and both quickly retreated.

"A bit of skill, huh? Unfortunately... not enough!"

Qin Fang was somewhat surprised at this Japanese's skill, which was quite commendable—quite the expert with the blade. Combined with his Level 5 Cultivation, he could have some advantage even against ordinary Grandmaster-level Experts.

"Seems like you're from the Japanese Kendo School... But today, you still must die!"

Although it was a bit peculiar, Qin Fang didn't regard it highly—the little Japanese probably hailed from Japan's Sword Path Stream, which explained his blade maneuvering skills, but he was still far beneath Qin Fang's level, unable to stop his slaughter...

As Qin Fang took a slight step, his figure moved like a wraith, clearly raising his blade to strike at his opponent's head. But when that Japanese warrior's pupils slightly contracted, instinctively wanting to dodge, Qin Fang abruptly vanished before him.

Before he could react, a sharp katana pierced into his back, leaving him no chance to evade, stabbing straight through him.

This warrior's strength was quite commendable, and his timing was well-measured, but his strength fell a bit short.

If he truly reached the Grandmaster-level, he could pose a significant threat to Qin Fang. Unfortunately... he hadn't reached such strength, so he could only become a wraith under Qin Fang's blade.

After all, Qin Fang now possessed the Traceless Snow Stepping Technique, allowing near-lightning speed movement in small areas, making it difficult to guard against.

Having killed this expert, there were no living things left in the control room except for one little Japanese who could still somewhat breathe, though he had already lost an arm.

"Please... don't kill me..."

As soon as he saw Qin Fang's eyes first scanning the many corpses on the ground, and finally focusing on him, the little Japanese man immediately fell to his knees, very fearfully pleading.

"Where is Kondo Ryota?"

Qin Fang paid no attention to his begging, slowly walked to the front of the little Japanese man, placing his katana on the man's neck, and harshly demanded.

Kondo Ryota was the one Qin Fang was looking for, the one who had practiced the Art of Hemomancy and possessed Bloodthirsty Grass, the skilled Japanese fighter who had also plotted against Wu Jian.

Although he wasn't part of this organization, he was now hired by it, and currently inside this underground factory.

Qin Fang had killed so many of these little Japanese men, but they were just small fry; he had yet to face the real mastermind he was after.

This guy was already scared out of his wits, barely survived an earlier blow from Qin Fang, and now with a knife at his throat, he didn't dare hesitate for even a moment.

Almost without any hesitation, he raised a trembling finger, pointing at the door in a corner deep within the underground factory, seemingly indicating that direction.

"You are useless now, go see King Yama..."

Just as he pointed out the direction, Qin Fang's blade had already sliced through his neck, causing blood to erupt everywhere. The unfortunate soul could only helplessly clutch his neck, trying to stop the flow of blood, but it was futile... He simply couldn't survive!

Having dealt with this little Japanese man, most of the enemies here were eliminated. As for those busy in the sterile room, Qin Fang didn't bother with them.

These people were forced into doing this; they had no choice, and their families were secretly controlled by the Japanese men, leaving them powerless to resist.

Even if Qin Fang killed them, it wouldn't matter; they weren't doing this willingly, they had no choice for the sake of their families and their own survival.

Moreover, although these people harvested organs, they did every procedure meticulously, aiming for perfection.

Unfortunately, the conditions here were too poor, and many injured people were infected and ultimately died... So in reality, it wasn't entirely their fault.

Qin Fang didn't bother them; he was looking for Kondo Ryota and the leader of this organization, Inoue Yuu, the ones he needed to deal with, so naturally he ignored the others.

The little Japanese man just said the truth: Kondo Ryota was indeed behind that door.

And not only Kondo Ryota, but Inoue Yuu himself was inside as well. That place was their harem quarters, the true core location for the upper echelons.

"It seems this fierce battle is inevitable..."

Looking at that door, a trace of excitement appeared on Qin Fang's face, he slightly flexed his limbs, and immediately rushed towards the door.

The ones he had killed before were just small fry, appetizers only; the real main dish was behind the door.

Bang~~

Qin Fang kicked, sending the iron door flying inside, perhaps faintly hearing a bang, unsure if it hit a person or an object.

"Kill..."

As soon as the door opened, before Qin Fang stepped inside, someone immediately charged at him with a knife, moving incredibly fast and unexpectedly, catching someone off guard.

Unfortunately, they faced Qin Fang, and that turned out to be their misfortune...

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~~

Qin Fang's expression unchanged, his Japanese katana swiftly drew several strokes in the air, even without engaging, his blade pierced through the opponent's throat, killing them instantly.

Blood slowly sprayed from the blade, and with one kick Qin Fang sent the corpse flying, preventing the stains from splattering onto himself.

Splatter, splatter, splatter~~

The slaughter continued; from the moment the door opened, Qin Fang was fully exposed, faced with skilled fighters sneaking and besieging him.

Yet Qin Fang remained calm and composed, wielding the katana, as if leisurely strolling through a courtyard, moving among the crowd, occasionally swinging the sword, or stabbing, or thrusting, or chopping... each move was different, adapting to the situation.

By the time Qin Fang finally paused, there were already seven or eight bodies behind him, nearly all those who had tried to attack him were dead...

At this point, there weren't many left in this organization, just a few, probably hiding somewhere.

Even having reached this stage, Qin Fang had no intention of stopping; just as he was about to continue, he had to halt because not far away, a high-level expert with a deeply hostile gaze awaited him...

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