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Chapter 125 Nagai Kenjin, you did a good job!

This Japanese man is well-dressed and looks bright and beautiful, with no signs of long-term oppression at all.

Lu Hong couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

Along the way, he has noticed many strange things.

The area of ​​Jinmang Island is not very large. At best, it is only equivalent to the size of a county town on the real Blue Star, and it is even more insignificant in the territory of all races.

However, the Japanese here seem to live a quite comfortable life, and even several high-rise buildings have been built on the island.

They have no worries about food and clothing, they look contented and carefree, and show no signs of resistance.

Is this just their disguise to the outside world in order to deceive all races?

Lu Hong thought to himself, if that was the case, then their acting skills were truly superb and flawless.

From the outside, it seems that these Japanese people have become completely accustomed to being kept in captivity by all races.

On the surface, these Japanese seemed to have completely adapted to the captive life of the Ten Thousand Races, and even enjoyed it, without any discomfort.

As expected of a Japanese!

Although Lu Hong tried to comfort himself by saying that this was just a facade by the Neon people to deceive all races.

But his heart was still full of vigilance, and he was on high alert.

Always be prepared for unexpected events.

Lu Hong stepped forward, his eyes like torches, staring directly at Nagai Kenjin, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you really planning to rebel against the Ten Thousand Races?"

After saying that, Lu Hong released a terrifying force of qi and blood, a powerful force that was enough to suppress a Grandmaster, and instantly enveloped Nagai Kenjin.

Kento Nagai's face instantly turned as pale as pig liver, and his lips lost their color.

He is just a ninth-level warrior, and he has just entered the ninth level.

Faced with such a strong pressure from Lu Hong, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground, waving his hands repeatedly, with endless humility and fear in his voice: "My lord, please stop it quickly."

There was a hint of tremor in Nagai Kenjin's voice.

The adult who came last time also had a very cold expression on his face, but at least he could still speak to him in a nice way.

Why does this young man who came this time show such a domineering attitude as soon as he meets me?

At first, Nagai Kenjin was puzzled as to why this young man, who looked to be only at the eighth-level warrior realm, could walk ahead of several ninth-level warriors, and even ahead of the last grandmaster warrior.

Now, he understands.

Nagai Kenjin raised his head with difficulty, his eyes could only reach Lu Hong's chin, and he was horrified.

"How old is he? He only looks like an eighth-level warrior, but his blood and energy are so terrifying. His strength and aura are even stronger than that of a master-level warrior."

hiss!
Kenjin Nagai couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then decisively chose to give in.

There’s no way, this skill is in my blood!
His ancestors often did this.

And the facts tell them that as long as they become sons quickly, they can live a good life.

This is already ingrained into the genes of the Japanese people.

Lu Hong timely relieved the pressure on Nagai Kento and said sternly: "Answer me honestly when I ask you questions. I don't have the patience to listen to your nonsense here."

Nagai Kenjin nodded quickly, his voice trembling a little: “Yes, Dad, no, sir, of course we really want to resist the Ten Thousand Clans.

My lord, as fellow human beings, are we really willing to accept the fate of being kept in captivity?
Do we really want to be someone else's food?"

He carefully observed Lu Hong's expression, afraid of saying a wrong word.

Lu Hong sneered: "That's not necessarily true.

Why do I think you are not prepared to resist at all?
What are you playing on me?"

“It’s not you who makes the food, but the people under you.

Here you are kept in captivity by all races, living a fulfilling life without having to bear any responsibilities or dangers.

You just need to pay a batch of blood food to the tribes above on time. Such a life is so wonderful! Isn't it? "

As soon as Lu Hong finished his words, cold sweat broke out on Nagai Kenjin's forehead.

He hurriedly explained: “Sir, you must have misunderstood me.

No matter how cruel I am, I would never do such a thing!

Those are my compatriots!"

Although Nagai Kento's forehead was covered with sweat, his eyes were extremely firm and fierce. He looked up and looked directly into Lu Hong's eyes, and said word by word: "Sir, I would rather die on the battlefield with my compatriots than betray them."

Lu Hong looked into his eyes, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't say anything else. Instead, he slowly withdrew his qi and blood.

Kenjin Nagai breathed a sigh of relief and got up from the ground exhausted.

Kenjin Nagai breathed a sigh of relief and climbed up from the ground exhausted.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, without his previous elegance, and said to Lu Hong humbly, "Sir, we need your help!"

Lu Hong had no expression on his face and asked in a cold tone: "What are your specific plans?"

Nagai Kenjin took a deep breath, approached Lu Hong with a flattering look on his face, and whispered: "My lord, the Ten Thousand Races have deployed three races around us."

Block our escape route on the north, south and west sides of Jinmang Island.

To the east is the endless abyss in the territory of all races, and even they dare not go there.

If we want to escape, the only way out is to the west, where there is a short, six-winged insect race.

Their strongest is only at the Grandmaster level, and he has only a dozen ninth-level warriors around him.

The races in other directions all have at least two Grandmasters, and it is difficult to break through. "

"Shorty Zerg?" Mo Tianxiong and the others twitched their lips when they heard this name.

Nagai Kenjin explained: "Because there are humanoid creatures among their tribe, but they have six wings on their backs, are short and shaped like winter melons, so we call them that."

There are all kinds of strange races among the myriad races, and no one has ever seen such races before.

Lu Hong glanced at Nagai Kento coldly and said in a deep voice: "Go on."

"We have made all the necessary preparations today, and General Lu Zhenyan has just agreed to lead us into battle.

He will help us contain that Grandmaster.

Now with your joining, our plan is even more perfect."

Lu Hong closed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and did not ask any more questions, but said lightly: "In this case, let's fight quickly and decisively.

Now show us your power."

Hearing this, Nagai Kenjin seemed relieved and a smile appeared on his face: "Okay, sir, please follow me."

When he turned around, a barely perceptible vicious look flashed in his eyes, but was immediately covered up by a flattering smile.

Lu Hong and Lu Zhenyan followed closely behind. After Mo Tianxiong and others exchanged a puzzled look, they also decided to go together.

Kento Nagai led them through the dense forest paths of Jinmang Island and finally arrived at a place in the center of Jinmang Island.

A wide square built against the mountain wall.

Many Japanese people gathered in this square.

However, these Japanese people seemed unusually lazy, and they lacked the determination and fighting spirit to resist all races.

Looking at this scene, Lu Hong couldn't help but feel a ripple of uneasiness in his heart.

Nagai Kenjin suddenly ran away, laughing crazily: "Hahaha, today is the key moment for us Japanese to be proud!"

At the same time, a cold voice came from the shadowy mountain wall above the square: "Nagai Kenjin, you did a good job!"

(End of this chapter)