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  Fang Lin walked calmly towards the TV station building, with the chaotic screams and struggles behind him. Along the way, moans and groans rose and fell, and there were injured staff members everywhere. When he arrived at the broadcasting room, Hu Hua-hao had already taken control of the situation. He stood tall at the entrance, his arms crossed in front of his chest. The terrified staff members cowered with their heads in their hands, leaning against the wall, trembling all over. They looked like a group of frightened chickens being stared down by a lazy lion.

  Fang Lin walked in as if taking a stroll, lightly clapping his hands to alert others, and said warmly:

  "Everyone listen carefully to what I have to say, I will only say this once. What I am about to say must be broadcast on television immediately. If you can meet my demands, there will be no accidents."

  He paused for a moment and smiled:

  "You all have three more minutes to prepare."

  Everyone was numb and staring at him. Fang Lin sighed, suddenly stretched out his hand to grab a Japanese man who was angrily staring at him, and directly smashed him through the outer wall glass!

  This is the 17th floor!

  A long, mournful cry fell from nearby to far away, Fang Lin smiled calmly and fearlessly met the terrified, angry, and stunned eyes around him.

  They still have twenty-seven seconds left.

  Everyone immediately jumped up like a red-hot needle had been poked into their buttocks, as if they had just woken up from a dream and were hastily fiddling with things. The sound of dragging and pulling was incessant. Many people fell to the ground due to excessive panic but crawled back up again, adjusting the machines without regard for anything else. It's likely that this group of Japanese people have never had such high work efficiency before!

  With thirty seconds left, a middle-aged woman rushed in front of Fang Lin and bowed deeply, almost touching her head to the ground.

  "Your Excellency! Your request has been fulfilled, all seven channels are now open and can be broadcast to the city at any time."

  Fang Lin nodded and walked into the broadcast room, smiling at the camera:

  "Sorry to take up everyone's precious time, I'm planning to sell an invitation letter now, those who are interested please email xxxxxx, leave a direct contact method, and... evidence that can prove we are from the same place."

  He then carefully displayed the invitation he was carrying on his body from front to back in front of the camera. The invitation, which had been opened, had a layer of hazy purple light on it, looking very magnificent and impossible to forge. At this time, the Japanese police were still blocked at the door, busy dealing with the burning vehicle and dispersing the chaotic crowd. Fang Lin and Hu Hua Hao had slightly modified their appearance when they came here, and now they removed their disguise and took advantage of the chaos to walk out of the back door in a grand manner.

  "Now what are we going to do?" Hu Huaohao directly opened a Land Rover's door and started the engine, turning his head back.

  "Sleep." Fang Lin smiled slightly and said, "Under normal circumstances, newspapers start printing at 3 am every day. If we reverse the time, the layout will be finalized after 11 pm tonight. I'm afraid we won't have much sleep tonight because we need to visit the presidents of various newspaper companies in Nara later."

  Secondly, the front page headlines of all major newspapers in Nara simultaneously published a large photo of the invitation card with Fang Lin's brief but thought-provoking words written below. The presidents of various newspaper companies remained silent when questioned by public opinion. The Nara City Government expressed extreme shock and concern, but the Honda family involved in the invitation card remained silent. This powerful and deeply rooted wealthy family was unwilling to come forward to explain, and no one dared to force them.

  It turned out that Fang Lin soon received many emails with purchase intentions. Of course, excluding some scolding, questioning and warning spam emails, there were exactly seven letters expressing strong willingness to buy, and they left their contact information.

  Fang Lin just glanced at them lightly and recorded the contact information left by these seven people. He also started to let Lei Hu and Hu Hua Hao get in touch with them, after all, this cheap father-in-law had been mixed in this space for many years, no matter from personal weight or reputation, what he said was more credible than Fang Lin's.

  "Hey? Is that Silver Wolf, alright alright, good good, healthy body. En, of course didn't make a move, isn't this just being left behind? What? A pair of blue shoes, what's your surname? Friendship? The bite on my shoulder still hurts, what kind of friendship is this, think it through carefully before coming back!"

  After teaching that guy called Silver Wolf a lesson, Hu Hua Hao shrugged and said:

  "This guy is a typical good-for-nothing, but not the kind that cries without seeing a coffin. He's got to be squeezed hard before he'll produce any oil. Now they might think it's still early and there's still hope for an invitation, humph, just wait until the last few hours. I've got to make these guys beg their dads and moms to come find me."

  He took a sip of the steaming "Tuo tea" in front of him, closed his eyes slightly, as if sensing the subtle fragrance inside. "Tuo" has connotations of "quiet" and "serene". After a while, he said:

  "I wonder which five people among us reincarnators are more likely to end up with the last five invitations?"

  Hu Hua stared blankly for a moment, then thought carefully and said:

  "After entering the world, we veterans who have a killing task can sense the intensity and location of the reincarnators within a 5-kilometer radius for half an hour. At that time, Bat and Rabbit almost searched the entire city due to their speed, but they didn't mention anyone particularly powerful. Of course, guys like Green with abnormal plot weapons are hard to say."

  Fang Lin nodded:

  "We don't consider variables and just analyze the data we already have."

  "Two of the stormtroopers, Barry and Sir Leverton, should take two seats, that's almost certain." Hu Wahao inquired, looking at Fang Lin, who nodded in agreement.

  "The injured man in the vanguard is called Angel, his transformation ability can only be used once after entering a world, and he also has severe physical disabilities such as limb fractures. So he's probably quite dangerous."

  Fang Lin thought for a moment and said:

  "Not bad, I reckon there are companions around Glinn, and I think no one dares to boast that they can win in front of the +9 Scourge's anger. So the possibility of this angel taking the invitation is extremely small. And the possibility of Glinn's group getting the remaining two invitations is extremely high."

  "The last invitation, it seems, will be decided by a fierce battle among the remaining people." Hu Hua Hao frowned. "Fortunately, I thought of another way to get these two ghostly things, otherwise we would have had to go and fight those guys to the death, which would have been quite troublesome."

  At this time, Hu Hua continued to make calls to the remaining numbers. Some of them had ulterior motives and kept asking about their current location, but showed little sincerity in the transaction. Fang Lin listened on the side and suddenly spoke up:

  "Never mind, Old Hu is in no hurry."

  Hu Hua Hao looked back inquiringly. Fang Lin's face sank as he said:

  "This is something I didn't think through, these guys won't shed tears until they see the coffin! Since the news has already been released, let's just wait slowly! What can't be afforded is them! At that time, this group of turtle eggs will come to beg me one by one, crying and kneeling!"

  ………….

  Another nineteen hours passed.

  Violent incidents continued to escalate, ironically, those who suffered heavy losses were all members of the five major gangs in the city, while the police, who were originally at odds with them, took on the responsibility of protecting them. For a time, the entire city was under tight security and lockdown, even Nara City was also placed under martial law.

  But the greater the pressure, the stronger the rebound!

  Just from the official broadcast TV program, Fang Lin counted that in just nineteen hours, Nara's police force had at least thirty deaths and eleven destroyed police cars. As for the gang members, it was impossible to judge, but their losses were also heavy, with at least five people injured or killed.

  "What's going on?" Fang Lin frowned after finishing reading the news, and then took out a roll of video tapes he had found. He pressed the pause button on the VCR next to him. "The screen is showing the headquarters of the Li Gui Society! Look at that part of the building!"

  Because it was the 1980s, the camera used by Fang Lin had a rather blurry effect, so that only a rough outline could be seen. However, even in this very coarse and clear image, one could feel the terrifying crack on the building, which was dozens of meters long, and there seemed to be a faint red glow like magma flowing out!

  Hu Hua Hao sat up straight, carefully staring at the crack, just like... a pervert staring at a beautiful woman's cheongsam slit, pondering for a long time, finally asked in doubt:

  "Does it look like it was blown up with TNT?"

  Fang Lin Zheng took a sip of tea and suddenly spat it out with a "plop" sound. He said with a mixture of laughter and tears:

  "This is also a bit off the charts, right?"

  Hu Hua Hao said with a gloomy face:

  "If it's really the reincarnator who did this, then the power of this move is too great, who can withstand it?"

  Fang Lin stared at the screen for a while, frowning and saying:

  "It's pointless to keep watching flowers in the fog like this. Anyway, we've never had a falling out with the Li Gui Society, why don't we go take a look?"

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