Since getting [Zhan Bai], Lin Qiye rarely uses these two Night Watch standard straight knives. He only uses them as a medium when using reverse summoning magic. However, reverse summoning magic cannot be used here.
, not to mention that now Lin Qiye has a more flexible [Dark Night Flash] as an alternative.
But now that [Zhanbai] has been broken, Lin Qiye can only use these two straight knives again. Fighting the enemy with bare hands is not his style.
"Kill the sword master first!" the gang member yelled.
The dozens of surviving gangsters raised their hands at the same time, pointed at Lin Qiye and pulled the trigger. A dense barrage of bullets flew out of the muzzle and shot straight towards Lin Qiye's body.
Lin Qiye's eyes narrowed slightly, and he held two swords in his hands. His figure was like a ghost, shuttling between the bullets. At his current speed, conventional thermal weapon bullets could not hit him at all.
Those gang members felt their eyes blurred. The target they were aiming at had already flashed in front of them. Two sword lights flashed past. The firearms in their hands had been cut into two pieces of scrap metal. At the same time, a scarlet blood line appeared in front of them.
between the neck.
All they felt was that their eyes went dark and they completely lost consciousness.
As Lin Qiye's figure wandered around, fewer and fewer gang members stood on the bridge. When there were only three people left, Lin Qiye just cut off the firearms in their hands and kicked them.
He flew to the bridge and was knocked unconscious.
A dozen scrapped cars burned into fireballs on the bridge, black smoke billowed into the sky, and sirens sounded in the distance, approaching quickly.
With such a big commotion on the Yamazaki Bridge, the police would naturally not fail to respond, but by the time they arrived, everything should be over.
Lin Qiye put the two straight knives into the black box, walked to the bridge calmly, looked at the police car approaching rapidly on the street under the bridge, and picked up a subdued gang member.
"I ask, you answer."
"Asshole! Don't be too arrogant, you guy, we won't..."
Click!
A crisp sound came from his neck, his head tilted, his eyes blurred, and he was thrown to the ground by Lin Qiye.
He walked up to the second gang member and spoke again:
"I ask, you answer."
"..."
…
Somewhere in Osaka.
Mr. Jing held the walkie-talkie and walked through the bright and modern corridor. The faint roar of heavy metal came from the end of the corridor. On the walls on both sides of the corridor, several large characters were outlined in neon characters.
——Girtte.
This is one of the most famous nightclubs in Osaka, and it is also a property owned by the powerful Yakuza gang in Kansai, the Willow Fire Club.
Mr. Jing walked to the door of a luxurious private room at the far end of the corridor, reached out and knocked lightly on the door, and then walked in.
As soon as he opened the door, the strong smell of blood hit his face. In the modern private room, blood gathered on the ground like a vast ocean. On the spacious and comfortable couch, five or six corpses were lying on their backs, with bruises on their necks.
A ferocious knife mark.
These people are all cadres of the Will-o'-the-Wisp Club.
Next to these corpses, a middle-aged man sat there calmly, with his left hand holding the president of the Will-O-Wisp Club Takuya Ishizuka who had turned into a cold corpse, and his right hand holding a glass of champagne and shaking it gently, dense bubbles rising in the wine.
, exuding a blur of brilliance under the phantom lights in the private room.
He raised his wine glass, took a sip, and looked at Mr. Jing who walked in the door with his indifferent eyes.
"What's up?"
"Young Master, something happened to the people we sent to chase Yurina." Mr. I said respectfully, "It seems that a Fukutsu sword master took action and intercepted them all on the Yamazaki Bridge. They are still fighting."
"Master Fukutsu Swordsman?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly, "Is it Amamiya Haruki?"
"No, it didn't rain at the scene, and the information we got from the Osaka Police Department, his name is 'Asaba Nanaya', but the number and contact information he left are all fake, and this person has not been found."
"In addition to Amamiya Haruki, there are people who are eyeing the Yuri family..." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, seeming to be thinking about something, "Have the descendants of the Yuri family left that bridge?"
"Left, but his whereabouts are unknown for now."
The middle-aged man slowly put down the champagne in his hand, "I'll go meet him, and you'll take over the Will-o'-the-Wisp Club... You know what to do, right?"
"Take over all their properties in Osaka and use them as a temporary base for our family. The lower-level gangs of the Will-o'-the-Wisp Club will use whatever they can and kill those who can't. In addition, we will continue to annex the surrounding small gangs and do a good job with the gangsters.
Prepare for a head-on confrontation." Mr. Jing seemed to have thought of everything.
The middle-aged man nodded. Just as he sat up from the sofa, the intercom in Mr. Jing's hand suddenly lit up.
There was a faint sound of electricity, and a young man's voice came from it.
"Hello."
Mr. Jing frowned and looked at the middle-aged man. The latter's brows raised slightly, seeming a little surprised.
After a long time, the young man's voice sounded again: "I know you are listening."
The middle-aged man walked up to Mr. Jing leisurely, took the walkie-talkie from his hand, pressed the button, and spoke calmly:
"Hello, Asaba Nanaya?"
"Should I call you Mr. Jing, or the young master of the Hanchuan family, Hanchuan Si?"
The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly.
…
Yamazaki Bridge.
At the edge of the burning bridge, Lin Qiye held a walkie-talkie in his hand, staring into the distance, and his black trench coat swayed gently in the wind.
"It seems that all the trash on the bridge is dead." The voice of Samkawaji came out on the intercom, "What do you want to do with the intercom? Declare war? Provoke? Or declare the ownership rights of the descendants of the Yuri family?
Do you want us to give up as soon as possible?"
Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, his brain working rapidly.
"That's right." He said calmly, "I just want to tell you that Yurina and the things on her are all mine. If you still want to get involved, I will kill as many as you want."
There was a pause on the other side of the intercom, and Hankawaji's voice gradually turned cold:
"Although I don't know who you are, if you want to devour the hidden king's blood in her body and the whereabouts of the knife, your appetite is too big...be careful to stretch yourself to death."
Hidden royal blood?
That knife?
Lin Qiye's cliché this time successfully obtained important information from Hanchuan Si. Although he didn't know what the two refers to, at least he already had a clue.
As one of the two major yakuza families in the Kanto region, the Samukawa family can make its young family leader say "be careful to strangle yourself to death", which shows that these two things on Yurina's body are indeed not trivial.
After Lin Qiye thought about it for a moment, he sneered: