Late at night, the lights are bright in a house located in the western suburbs of Tokyo. This is a dojo belonging to the Yamaguchi-gumi. Usually there is no one at night, but these days, not only are there more people wearing samurai uniforms, but also more
Many soldiers from the Self-Defense Forces were there. Even during the day, the gym was closed, which puzzled some students who came to learn karate.
Qin Shaojie strode towards the door of the dojo. Yes, he had never thought about hiding. Now his cultivation was approaching the thunder tribulation stage. What he had to do was to teach these Japanese people a lesson with his coquettish methods.
I asked you to blow me up with a bomb, and also took my sword.
Originally, Qin Shaojie could recall the Tiger Soul Sword quietly, but this was not what he wanted. At that moment, he thought of honor, the mission of the country, and his parents far away in his hometown... In fact, these did not matter.
Most importantly, he wants to cause destruction.
"Stop, who are you?" As soon as he reached the entrance of the dojo, he was stopped by two Japanese Self-Defense Forces soldiers. Although Qin Shaojie's knowledge of Japanese language was limited, he could still speak a few words.
"Baga, you guys, work hard."
The two soldiers were stunned when they heard this.
I understood the previous sentence, calling them bastards. The two guys thought some officer was coming. Just when they were about to stand up straight and salute, Qin Shaojie's second sentence, which was neither vulgar nor foreign, came out directly.
Only then did the two soldiers realize that this was not an officer, but was here to cause trouble. In an instant, the guns were pointed at Qin Shaojie.
Qin Shaojie didn't disguise himself this time, nor did he wear a mask. He came so openly. He didn't even point the dark muzzle at him and walked over.
"Shoot, kill him." one of the soldiers shouted.
"Bang bang bang" in an instant, two tongues of fire spurted directly towards Qin Shaojie.
Looking at our classmate Qin Shaojie, he walked towards the bullets in such a grand manner. The bullets penetrated Qin Shaojie's clothes, but could not penetrate his body. They all fell to the ground with a bang.
Although Qin Shaojie's current cultivation level can withstand bullets, it will still hurt. However, in order to pretend to be 13, to be coquettish, and to shock them, Qin Shaojie endured the pain and stepped in front of the two soldiers in one step.
Seeing Qin Shaojie just walking towards the bullet, the two soldiers were stunned. At this time, there was no bullet in the gun chamber, but their fingers still pulled the trigger mechanically, and the gun chamber made a "pop bang" sound.
"The sound of empty gunfire.
"Whoa!" Qin Shaojie stretched out his two shiny black hands, as if he had just dug coal briquettes, and pinched their necks directly. Then, there was a click. Before the two soldiers could react from their fear, their cervical vertebrae
He was crushed by Qin Shaojie and slowly fell to the ground, his eyes still wide open. However, their dilated pupils were still full of fear.
"It's quite easy to use." Qin Shaojie looked at his hands. His hands seemed to be wrapped in a layer of black metal, but his nails turned pale.
This is a move that old guy Ming Na taught Qin Shaojie before Qin Shaojie came... Netherworld Ghost Hand.
Although the Netherworld Ghost Hand is said to be a weapon that strengthens the hands, to put it more clearly, it can be used as a close-quarters weapon. The Tiger Soul Sword is like a gun, and the Netherworld Ghost Hand is like a dagger.
"Of course it's easy to use. When you reach the thunder tribulation stage, you can see that the Netherworld Ghost Hand is far more powerful than that." Ming said proudly. This Netherworld Ghost Hand was also made by Ming. This old guy Ming used to
When I was the squad leader in Mo Dao, I did a lot of research on these things.
The gunshots outside just now had alerted the people inside. When Qin Shaojie violently destroyed the door, and walked in, what greeted him was the black muzzle of gunfire.
"Who are you?" asked a soldier who looked like a captain.
"I am your ancestor." Qin Shaojie replied.
"Baga, a Chinese?" The captain actually spoke Chinese.
"Oh, do you understand? Stop talking nonsense, where is my sword?" Qin Shaojie asked.
"Are you the terrorist who killed the nephew of the Prime Minister?" At this time, another group of people came up from behind. One of them, wearing a military commander's uniform, was the top commander of the Tokyo Self-Defense Force, Kato Ichiro. The other one was wearing a samurai uniform.
He is a Jonin of the Iga-ryu and a member of the Yamaguchi-gumi.
"The Prime Minister's nephew? Who is it? I have killed so many dogs that I don't even know the name of any of them." Qin Shaojie said.
"Haga." Kato Ichiro cursed. "That's Captain Umekawa Uchiku on the patrol ship. He is the nephew of His Excellency Umekawa Ifo. You killed him."
"Pfft. Hahaha." When Qin Shaojie heard the name, he almost laughed out loud. He bent over, covering his stomach with one hand, and pointed at Kato Ichiro with the other and asked. "You...you came out without anything on."
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"What?" Kato Ichiro was stunned. He didn't hear clearly what Qin Shaojie said, but seeing Qin Shaojie smiling like this, he knew that what he said was definitely not a good thing.
"Haga, catch him." Kato Ichiro shouted. Taijun...oh no, it was the Prime Minister who said that he must be captured alive.
If you are not afraid of bullets, are you still afraid of you guys?
Saying that, Qin Shaojie took the first step. Two black hands, with that frightening whiteness, waved directly in the crowd. Under the moonlight, white lights flashed past, and more than twenty soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces,
In less than a minute, they all fell to the ground. Their death state was so bloody. Everyone's necks were crushed to pieces, and what was even more horrifying was that all the skin and meat on their necks were torn off.
, only one spine is left to connect the body and the head.
Kato Ichiro was frightened out of his wits at this time. He, he is not human. Amaterasu, please save me.
Seeing Qin Shaojie walking towards him step by step, Kato Ichiro prayed quickly in his heart, hoping that his Amaterasu would save him.
What disappointed him was that not only Amaterasu didn't come down to save him, but even the Iga-ryu Jonin next to him was about to turn around and run away.
Qin Shaojie was so frightened that Kato Ichiro almost collapsed on the ground. Seeing that the jounin was about to run away, he didn't know where he got the strength to grab him and said, "Baju-kun, save me."
But this Jounin named Baoju threw away Kato Ichiro's hand and shouted, "I want to protect that sword with other Jounin. I can't save you." Then, the figure looked like a rabbit and walked towards him.
Run behind.
Qin Shaojie didn't care about him. He only looked at Kato Ichiro, whose legs were shaking in fear, and asked, "Where does your Prime Minister live?"
"I, our Prime Minister lives... ah? What are you going to do?" Kato Ichiro was about to say it, but stopped in time. He, was he going to kill the Prime Minister? Is he crazy?
"Don't worry, I don't mean anything else. Don't be afraid. Look at how old you are, and you still wet your pants." Qin Shaojie looked like a good gentleman and said to Kato Ichiro. "I just want to find him and give you that
The shirtless Prime Minister apologizes and expresses his condolences to his naked nephew."
"Really?" Kato Ichiro now has no thoughts in his head.
"Really, tell me, I won't kill you." Qin Shaojie said.
"Okay... okay, Your Excellency the Prime Minister's villa is at No. xxx Street xxx." As soon as Kato Ichiro finished speaking, a white light flashed, and then his head and body separated.
"Tch, do you believe I am teasing you?" Qin Shaojie said disdainfully, and then walked towards the backyard.