Lin Han stared at Yamamoto Ichiro's corpse, momentarily stunned. He couldn't understand why Fan Wujie would kill him.
At that moment, he heard Fan Wujie roar, "Lin Han, you killed Yamamoto Ichiro to silence him?"
He sounded both severe and self-righteous, as if Lin Han had really been the one to kill Yamamoto Ichiro.
Heh.
Lin Han smiled. 'So he's trying to frame me.'
"Fan Wujie, you're trying to frame Lin Han? Do you think I'm just a bystander?" Zhao Xiongwu raged. 'How could this guy be so insidious and vicious?'
Fan Wujie glanced at Zhao Xiongwu. "I almost forgot about you…"
"Lin Han senselessly slaughtered Yamamoto Ichiro and other high-ranking Japanese officials. When we came to stop him, he violently resisted the law. Commander Zhao, brimming with righteousness and willing to uphold justice over personal bonds, joined me to stop Lin Han, but tragically perished in the line of duty… at Lin Han's hands."
"Commander Zhao, what do you think? Does that story satisfy you?"
