Shimaya Company, President's Office.

Once made a name in the Tokyo Kojido Realm, and now the famous Dasuke Shimaya is sitting in the president's office smoking a cigar irritably.

"Damn it, the guy who killed Tatsuya Nakaya and the other two has not been found yet."

"Touzi also came back to the door because of the prison escape."

"How come you guys are so dirty!"

Daisuke Shimaya kicked a subordinate's leather shoes, kicking the guy like a rolling gourd.

He then extinguished the head of the cigar on the neck of a middle-aged woman kneeling beside her.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

The middle-aged woman immediately let out a shrill scream.

The hot cigarette butts burned brown holes mixed with flesh on the skin, and even if the wound is healed, it will leave scars.

This man is not an employee of the company, but another unlucky guy who owes Shimaya Company a lot of money.

Even if he was treated like this, the middle-aged woman did not think about resisting.

It seemed that it was necessary to go outside and hide for the limelight, and Daisuke Shimaya was pondering on the sofa.

People like him who have worked from the bottom of the world have seen so many strong winds and waves. They are cruel when they should be cruel, and when they should be cruel, they are cruel when they should be cruel.

Just make money, it won’t be so sad no matter how you do it.

At worst, you can hide in Southeast Asia or the country of kimchi for a while. If Tiaozi has to be serious, you can find a scapegoat to push it out.

A reputable assetist like him knows several reputable politicians from Tokyo. At that time, the relationship will make a comeback to solve the problem of borrowing money for the poor.

Just as Daisuke Shimaya was thinking about these things, the loud roar from the corridor made him jump from the sofa.

"I, Muroki Hirahachiro, I want to smash you all! I will smash you all now!"

Revenge seeking?

If you can't afford to pay back the money, come to him, a reputable assetist, to take revenge on society?

Many possibilities flashed through Daisuke Shimaya's mind. Over the years, many people have not been able to pay back their money to take revenge, but they can't even get up to the storm, so they are directly solved by their maids.

So this time, probably...

This thought appeared in Dasuke Shimaya's mind for less than half a minute, and the screams from the office made him shudder.

No, this scream is wrong, why are it all screams from your subordinates?

"Crack!"

Moreover, the light bulb above the president's office was flashing with light and darkness, as if the light would explode in the next second.

"Sharp!"

Subconsciously pulled out the samurai sword from the wall and held it in his hand, and the door of Shimaya Daisuke's office was cut open with a sword!

"Crack!!"

A thin man carried a long knife and wiped the blood from his face with the back of his hand.

And behind him... Daisuke Shimaya's eyes frozen.

Behind him is no longer the office area he is familiar with, and the ground is now full of the master.

Looking up, my eyes were covered with scarlet and black colors.

This is, how to do it.

From that shouting to now, it took only half a minute, but everyone was killed in just a short time?

Even if the ancient swordsman was reborn in modern society, he could not achieve this level, right?

Daisuke Shimaya pulled out his samurai sword and asked in a nice way: "Your Excellency, who are you? We should not have any grudges, right?"

"I owe you money." Muroki Heihachiro said depressedly, "but I can't pay it back any more. I have heard someone say about economics - if you eliminate your creditor, the money you owe can be written off."

What kind of bastard's logic is this? Daisuke Shimaya couldn't help but want to scold, are you a terrible guy?

But the situation is too strange now, he still squeezed out a stiff smile and said, "If you just owe money, then what if we write it off? By the way, you should have paid a lot of unreasonable high interest rates before, right? I'll give it back to you all..."

"No need, I have sworn to Lord Jianyu Thunder God that I will fulfill my inner wish!"

Muro Hirahachiro raised the long knife in his hand.

There was a flash of lightning in his eyes!

"Click!"

As the lightning flashed, the samurai sword in Shimaya Daisuke's hand suddenly broke away from Shimaya Daisuke's palm and floated in the air under the influence of electromagnetic force.

"This..." Looking at the samurai sword flying out of the palm of his hand, and looking at the eyes in the man opposite, Shimaya Daisuke's mind was in chaos.

How could the knife fly directly into his hands?!

Without giving Shimaya Daisuke time to think, Muroki Hirahachiro's figure suddenly burst out with lightning. After just blinking his eyelids, he appeared behind Shimaya Daisuke.

"Gudong!"

And Dasuke Shimaya...

His whole body shattered and fell like a building block, and the cut was filled with a burnt smell of meat.

"So that's it!"

Looking at Daisuke Shimaya, whose body was burnt, Muroki Heihachiro's chest was fluctuating violently.

"Let's just write it off!"

Outside the office, it was a mess, but inside the office, it was a terrible sight.

Those who still survived did not dare to let out a breath, only Muro Hirahachiro's heavy breathing.

He took a few heavy breaths, then took off his glasses, and then without warning...

He wiped his eyes with his palms and burst into tears.

The entire floor was filled with the crying sounds of Muroki Hirahachiro.

“…”

“…………”

Those surviving people looked at the thin Muroki Hirahachiro in fear. Although the man's back still looked like a human in his pupils, he had turned into a terrifying prehistoric beast in their brains.

"You guys are also people who owe money like me..."

Muroki Hirahachiro's crying face smiled and turned his head to look at the survivors.

No one spoke or answered, only a few nodded dumbly.

"Forgive! All our debts are forgiven! You can go back to your own home and start a new life." Muroki Hirahachiro had a miserable smile on his face.

"Live your life well, don't borrow these vampire loan sharks."

They have a new life, what about themselves?

Muroki Heihachiro understood that what was waiting for him in front of him might be the bottomless abyss.

The government, the police, and even the Self-Defense Force will come to pursue themselves.

But is there anything to regret? Since I took the knife, I have no room for regret!

Anyway, I took away so many scum in the world before I died. If I really arrived at the underworld, I could still hold my head up and walk over with a smile.

"Some people, they still have someone, have escaped..." A middle-aged man who had been timid in front of the window pointed to the downstairs and said tremblingly.

At the entrance of this street building, a group of people ran downstairs like crazy and fled towards the surrounding streets.

Muroki Heihachiro, who was crying loudly at the last moment, calmed down his emotions and disappeared from the spot.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!