"What!" All Yamaguchi group members on the opposite side changed their faces, some were angry, some were surprised, and some were a hint of fear flashed through them.
No one saw him using any weapon, and no one even saw him making any moves. He just stood there casually and instantly took away a head on his head. How was this done?
Some people think of high-tech weapons, some people think of the other party's mental power, and some people even think of the young man in front of him, maybe not a human being at all, because in this world, it is impossible for someone to dare to break into the Yamaguchi Group's territory alone, unless the other party doesn't know what death is.
"Bastard!" The remaining gang cadres burst out with anger and raised their guns and shot at the other party in anger. The younger brothers behind them also pulled the trigger at the same time. For a moment, the fires flashed violently in the hall, and the gunshots were deafening.
However, the rain-like bullet did not hit the target, because the target suddenly began to move rapidly at this moment. The speed of everyone aiming could not even keep up with the other person's running. Only a white shadow flashed in the hall covered with holes by the bullets. When the people in front of them reacted, the other person's figure had already appeared in front of him.
With his left hand turned, a dagger emitting sharp light appeared in his palm, and a half-meter-long air blade was released from the blade. Xiao Shili swung his hand and almost no resistance came from his hand. The three people around him separated from their waists and broke diagonally, and turned into six sections and fell to the ground.
"Bastard, kill him, kill him!" Although the members of the Yamaguchi group were amazed by Xiao Shili's incredible body movements and speed, seeing their companions die in battle, it further stimulated the ferociousness in these people's bodies. Those who can join the gang are naturally destiny. Moreover, these people have been under Yakuza's long-term influence and education, and are more valued than life. They are already ready to sacrifice themselves to die one day. At this moment, everyone pulled out a short knife from their waists and rushed towards Xiao Shili.
Xiao Shili was not even interested in killing these little fish. He just focused his attention and observed everyone in case the divine machine mixed in the enemy group and launched an unexpected attack on him. The Qi blade slashed out at will, and then formed a golden ray of light around him, slashing the enemies rushing from all directions one by one.
Poor, these Yamaguchi team members rushed towards each other with awesome momentum, but they didn't know what had happened, so their bodies split and the corpse was on the spot.
Yamaguchi Tsuka was furious and did not rush out immediately. Instead, he took people to a small armory hidden in the club. This club is privately owned by Yamaguchi Group, and naturally there is a large amount of arms, drugs and stolen money hidden in it that had not been able to be whitewashed.
The main strength of Yakuza is that it has strong local power, huge members, and has received support from the state. However, in terms of armed forces, it is far inferior to crazy terrorists like Tomahawk.
However, even so, Yakuza's strength, as the largest gangster in East Asia, cannot be underestimated. The only difference with the tomahawk is that there are no large-scale mobile weapons such as helicopters and armored vehicles, as well as nuclear warheads and missile launchers, such as large-scale destruction weapons.
At this moment, Yamaguchi Toshio lifted a light machine gun from a weapon rack filled with various guns and handed it to a cadre behind him. Until each cadre held a light machine gun in his hand, Yamaguchi Toshio raised another rocket to fire another rocket.
He carried the tube on his shoulders, and his eyes were shining with a vicious light. This time he would have to kill the other party and avenge his brother!
When the heavy armed group came to the hall, before entering the hall, before entering the hall, they smelled a strong smell of blood, giving people the feeling that there was a layer of blood mist floating in the air.
,The few people were used to the scene of bleeding death, and they had never smelled such a strong smell of blood. The more they walked forward, the more the smell of blood became, making people almost vomit.
The fierce gunfire, the chaotic roars and slashing sounds just now disappeared completely. The deadly hall in front of everyone felt extremely uneasy.
Shunichi Yamaguchi had guessed what had happened. Although he couldn't believe it, he still reminded everyone to be on high alert. The group held their weapons tightly and entered the hall with a high concentration of nerves.
Although he was already on guard, when he walked into the hall and saw the scene in front of him, everyone still couldn't help but stop in place in a daze.
The scene in front of you can no longer be described as the human world. It is completely a scene in hell. In the huge hall, it has been dyed with blood flowing in a dark red color. In the area in the center of the hall, the ground is thick.
The thick accumulation of human hands, feet, heads, and various broken bodies, and internal organs entangled over the incomplete corpses. Blood red is the only tone that impacts vision.
And in the center of this broken body, a figure stood quietly, his whole body was completely dyed red by blood, reflecting the faint light from the broken chandeliers above, just like the shadow of a demon in hell.
Everyone's pupils shrink, and they can't react for a moment to what the scene in front of them is caused by? Many people even have the first consciousness. Could it be that some kind of huge disaster has occurred that has caused so many people to die at the same time.
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Yamaguchi Shunichi's eyes were frozen in the middle of the blood sea corpse mountain. The thoughts that had originally condensed in that person were distracted as if they were lost. It was impossible, impossible, how could this be possible? If these people of his own were all beings by the other party.
If you kill someone alone, you can't believe anything you say.
The last instinct to avenge your brother made him clench the rocket launcher on his shoulders and grit his teeth. No matter whether you are a human or a ghost, let this shell bomb blast you into pieces!
Before Yamaguchi Shunyi could shoot shells at the other party, a roaring guns suddenly sounded behind him. Seven light machine guns fired at the same time. As the huge cross-shaped flames bloomed and rotated, continuous scoundrels shot into the hall ahead.
It was not these people who suddenly had a chance to kill the other party, but because of deep fear, under irresistible fear, they pulled the trigger out of control, just trying their best to prevent the other party from approaching, as if
The next second, you will die in the other party's hands.
The bursting machine gun bullets kept hitting the uncooled corpse, splattering the unsolidified blood. The accuracy of the machine gun could not meet the current range, and could only rely on the flying bullets to shoot at the probability.
The goal, not to mention that these people are in a violent ups and downs, even aiming is difficult.
In a chaotic scene, Yamaguchi Shun came to her senses and was about to pull the trigger when a cold touch suddenly came from her neck. A cold voice sounded behind her, "Turn your head."
The other party appeared behind him at some point. Yamaguchi Shunichi's shock could no longer be described in words. He turned mechanically and slowly, finally seeing the demon's face clearly.
Standing behind him was a boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with an extremely ordinary face, but his face was covered with blood at this moment, and he looked a little hideous, and that look made people feel cold all over.
These should be the last few people left in this building. Xiao Shili showed an unconcealed look of disappointment on his face. There was no Divine Mechanic among these eight people. It seemed that none of the nearly 100 people in this club were Divine Mechanic Mechanic Mechanic Mechanic Mechanic. His killing tonight was futile.