He knew what this knife meant to Japan's right-wing forces. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the eyes of these war maniacs, the Kei Koku sword has a higher status than the emperor, and nothing can compare to it, not even their dignity and life!

The souls of 2.5 million undead are parasitic on this sword, which is the supreme artifact of the whole of Japan, and once destroyed, their spiritual sustenance is completely destroyed and cannot be repaired.

The main hall of Keikoku Shrine can be rebuilt, and the memorial wall and sculptures can be rebuilt, but this is the only thing that cannot be restored!

Kenichiro Ono encounters the most difficult and inexplicable test of his life, to kneel or not to kneel?

If the prime minister of a country kneels in front of a civilian and confesses, the people of that country will have no face to face the world.

It is more pleasant to kneel down and repent to the enemy than to kill him.

"One!"

Ye Fan popped out the first syllable from between his teeth!

"Lay down your arms! or we have the right to shoot you to death!" This time the situation is different from what happened during the day, Ye Fan held a sharp knife to coerce the prime minister to kneel, this is a crime, for the safety of the prime minister, the police have every reason to shoot!

The tripartite personnel constitute a dangerous situation in which two or two are forced to force each other.

The fire policemen even forgot about their job and stood on the side of the road stupidly watching.

Kenichiro Ono's struggling eyes were very hesitant, hatred boundless, shame and anger were mixed.

"First of all, my lordship, I will kneel to you in place of the Prime Minister!" an official knelt in the mud with a pout, and begged for mercy with both hands: "Please return the sword of respecting the country to us!

"And me! I apologize, I repent! I apologize to you for visiting the Keikoku Shrine!" another councillor knelt down, bitterly preaching words of repentance.

In order to preserve the dignity of the prime minister, in order to keep the sword of respecting the country, they can be shameless and not killed.

This is the thinking of extremists, but this kind of action cannot win Ye Fan's sympathy in the slightest!

Lose the car and protect the handsome, how can you fool him!

A few unknown people, even if they knock their heads to rot, cannot represent the Japanese government and the cabinet, and every repentant face contains a dirty soul who is duplicitous and unwilling to fail.

"Two!" Ye Fan shouted loudly, his hands were ready to destroy the Jingguo Sword!

A large group of people knelt down in the place of Kenichiro Ono, including the priests, all of whom fell to the ground, trembling and pleading.

At this moment, Ye Fan firmly pinched their lifeblood and throat!

A sword that respects the country carries the last hope of these people.

The policemen were dumbfounded, seeing the priests and a large number of parliamentarians and party leaders kneeling down one after another, they were all at a loss, and the words they shouted gradually lost their confidence.

Ye Fan's iron-like heart was still unmoved, and his cold gaze was firmly fixed on Kenichiro Ono's depressed face.

Several Japanese women who jumped out of the car and rushed to the scene did not dare to speak out, and at this time, everyone's nerves were stretched to the limit.

"Let them go, what's the difference between you doing this and a robber!Don't think about others but also think about yourself!" Xiao Wushuang bravely stood up and shouted loudly, she knew that maybe doing so would provoke Ye Fan's fiercer anger, but if she stood by and watched, the end would definitely be out of control.

Ye Fan didn't respond to her words, just a look, and Xiao Wushuang fell into the ice cellar, that kind of gaze without a trace of human feelings, like a butcher sweeping over a condemned prisoner, suppressing bloodthirsty cruelty!

There's no going back for him!

Xiao Wushuang's beautiful face was as pale as Ono's, and his high heels could barely support his trembling legs.

Why? Why are you so ruthless, so ruthless? Even if you can die, what will happen to your women?

She couldn't find the answer, she couldn't understand the hatred in Ye Fan's heart.

It was not only a concentrated outbreak of hatred among the Chinese people, who had been trampled and humiliated by Japan's iron hooves for hundreds of years, but also stemmed from his own tragic experience.

"Three!" This earth-shattering shout shook everyone's hearts, Jing Guo Dao, Jing Guo Dao is really going to be destroyed!

Kenichiro Ono's trembling knees slowly bent down, poof!

He knelt, knelt on the road surface, and knelt in front of a Chinese man.

He is the first prime minister in Japanese history to kneel to the Chinese nation!

In order to redeem the sword of respecting the country, endure the humiliation and bear the burden, and bow to the dignity of the prime minister!

It's true, really happening in front of people's eyes. Several parliamentarians whimpered and wept silently, deeply humiliated that they could not face the world, and if they could, they would rather cut themselves than see this scene insulting the Japanese national spirit.

Kenichiro Ono lowered his head and closed his eyes deeply, as if relieved.

"Haha-" The maniacal laughter suddenly woke people's hearts, and the demonic man threw his head back and laughed.

No one knows what he is laughing at, is it because the enemy is happy to accept defeat, or is it finally angry for the Chinese nation?

"Please return the Jingguo sword to us. Ono looked up, his face surprisingly calm.

Even if he loses his dignity in front of the world, his kneeling will inevitably arouse people's sympathy, or it may be a move to put his life on the line.

"Absolutely. The corners of Ye Fan's mouth hooked up a touch of evil, and he looked around at the Japanese parliamentarians kneeling in a circle.

These remnants of right-wing militarism, prostrate at his feet, finally collectively lowered their heads of sin.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, click!

A piercing crunch came from his hand, shaking the heartstrings of countless people!

"Ah......h

"No—"

Several priests whose eyes were locked on the Jingguo knife screamed and fainted!

The rest of the people all widened their eyes with fear, as if they had seen something most terrible.

The Jingguo knife, which carried 2.5 million undead souls, shattered into a few remnants in his hand, blurred a pair of teary eyes, and only despair remained.

The blade of steel has been tempered for thousands of years, but it is as fragile as a piece of paper.

The divine power that the two and a half million undead placed in it could not prevent its eventual destruction!

If there were really so many souls accumulated on this knife, they would have been scattered at this moment!

"Why...... You don't talk about credit!" Ono held his head high, suppressed his incomparable grief and indignation, and his heart was like a knife!

He has already knelt down, and the other party has actually gone back on his word, ignoring morality and not being trustworthy.

"You need to be honest when talking to beasts?Kenichiro Ono, you are not convinced, when I am a fool?" The only remaining hilt of the knife was thrown in front of Ono, Ye Fan clapped his hands and sneered: "Summoning spirits and worshipping ghosts, until you are here, I want to get back the butcher's knife, go back to dreaming!"

In fact, Ono should have expected that anyone who would spit out the fat in his mouth willingly, and his luck and submission would still be a complete defeat and irreparable!

At this point, all the surviving items and spiritual sustenance of the Jingguo Shrine no longer existed, and the crazy burning fire engulfed everything, and the last soul token was shattered into slag.

Groan-

A clear dragon roar sounded, the Shura knife returned to control, and the policemen who had lost their minds were like a great enemy, and they aimed their guns at him in a panic.

Ye Fan's eyes glanced at Qingsha Yumei, and said lightly: "Keep Shura for me." ”

The blade of the knife is inserted into the concrete pavement, like cutting a watermelon, and the pitch-black ink-colored killing machine stands straight in front of people's eyes.

"I surrender. Then, smiling, he raised his hands and walked over to the policemen with dull faces.

The person who burned down the Jingguo Shrine and smashed the Jingguo sword with his bare hands was once again captured.

A policeman shuddered and handcuffed him.

Just then, several police cars and black official sedans drove into the place of the incident.

Officials from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, Minister of Economy Hirohiro Suzuki, and Minister of Justice Kubo Inada hurriedly walked over.

"Prime Minister, I suspect that you are involved in several major cases, please assist us in investigating this matter!" the Minister of Justice waved his hand to Ono with a number of senior police officers.

instructed Gong Qi Yeyang to murder Her Royal Highness the princess, this crime, even the prime minister cannot escape responsibility!

As soon as she received the call, Tachibana contacted Minister of Economic Affairs Hirohiro Suzuki, who had a close personal relationship with her, and asked him to come forward to deal with the matter. As the leader of another party in Japan, the Democratic Party of Japan, Hirohiro Suzuki keenly grasped the golden opportunity, which was the perfect moment for the opposition parties to turn over, and the defeat of Ono was just around the corner!

So, he immediately teamed up with the Minister of Justice and some officials of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department to force the palace!

Seeing the scene at the Jingguo Shrine at this moment, Hirohiro Suzuki was deeply shocked, but also secretly rejoiced and rejoiced, Ono was really hopeless this time.

Standing up trembling from the mud, trembling his hands, and picking up a few fragments of the Keikoku knife, Kenichiro Ono's extremely depressed face was covered with a layer of lifeless sadness.

The general trend is gone!

In just two days, he fell from one person to ten thousand people, into the abyss of no return, no one can save his political life, and the end of his life also came to an end in advance with the collapse of Jingguo Shrine.

Ono took a long breath and closed his eyes in pain......

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