The head of black hair swayed in the wind and waves, and the golden eyes shone with cold light. Every ancient note was turned into the emperor's imperial edict. The mermaid who roared forward began to move slowly, slowly lowering its pale and ugly head.
They were not kneeling down to their master, but they were unable to do so. The weight of the bones in their hands instantly increased dozens of times, and the blood flow that maintained the body's operation became stiff.
The fields of gravity are continuously superimposed along the origin point. More and more mermaids can no longer maintain their standing posture. Their knee bones make sharp cracks. The beach they are stepping on begins to sink.
A young man in a trench coat with a white collar and a bustling Ukiyo-e painting is kneeling down in front of him.
"It's now."
Yuan Zhisheng looked pale and waved two swords that could easily cut through everything. Behind him, the Sea Sparrow ESSM anti-aircraft missiles were coming with sharp metal bangs, exploding flesh-like fireworks in the tangled group of mermaids in front of him.
On Sakura's ninja clothes made of a special black alloy, sharp blades flashing with cold light flew open. The metal storm easily and accurately cut the mermaid's throat. Scarlet blood surged out and splashed into bloody plum blossoms.
The handsome and somewhat arrogant young man tightened his body armor, held the ribs and the New South M57 pistol in his hands, but received a look of contempt from the Yasha next to him.
"Hey, what do you mean? I'm not afraid of death."
The crow shot open the sharp mouth of the mermaid who had been rushing to the side of the ship. Looking back, he noticed the Yasha holding the nodachi in both hands. The silver arc blade of more than five feet was swung with a bloody storm, and the severed limbs and arms were thrown away.
Of course, this kind of high-intensity sword swing consumes a lot of physical strength. Even Yasha, who had bulging shoulder muscles, was panting heavily within a few minutes. But the effect was so striking that the dense mermaid crowd was instantly cleared.
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"Let's just say you don't know how to allocate your physical strength reasonably."
The crow stood on the deck and remotely shot out the bulging eyes of a mermaid who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack, complaining softly.
"Also, my dad always emphasizes to me over and over again that you must wear a body armor when you go out to do bad things."
The young man with black-framed glasses drew his gun and fired repeatedly, and the flames spattered from the small, dark muzzle one after another.
"But today it is rare for us to fight to protect the Japanese people."
Yasha tore off his black suit and the white lining embroidered with bustling ukiyo-e paintings, revealing his strong muscle lines. He took a few deep breaths before rushing into the ugly mermaid group again, and kept slashing fiercely with his sword.
It looks very much like the transformed Kurosaki Ichigo in the 4399 mini-game "Death vs. Naruto".
"It's so fierce!"
For the first time, the crow was envious of this ferocious guy whose whole body was packed with muscles. It was almost impossible to combine it with Ueno's sword swings. Except for the fact that the blue bars were consumed too quickly, it was the first choice for eliminating miscellaneous fish.
A sharp cry suddenly appeared behind him, and the blue-gray claws hooked on the guardrail of the ship's side and rippled up. This was a fish that had escaped the net, which was much larger and more agile than ordinary fish. It hunched its waist and pounced out like a cheetah.
The crow's eyes changed, and the mermaid's blue-gray figure jumped in the air like a giant python. The muscles of his upper body were tangled, and his sharp claws pointed directly at his chest.
The young man stepped back and pulled the trigger on its face. The bullets in the magazine were continuously pushed into the trajectory and then emptied. The huge impact drove its face backwards, but the huge, weak and boneless body was still pressing against him.
"Baga, they say I am a military advisor. Do you know how to use ideas and wisdom?"
Crow's whole body was crushed as if his internal organs were broken, but he still managed to lift his ribs and cut the mermaid's throat, and warm blood poured all over his face.
Then he lowered his head to look at his chest. The chemical fiber fabric cover had been cut, exposing the high-hardness metal protective layer inside. Fortunately, there was no bleeding hole.
"Thank you dad, I will buy you a drink when I go back."
Crow used strength again and pushed away the mermaid body pressed against him. This shows that in the underworld, no matter whether he does bad things or not, wearing body armor is very necessary.
Those who are involved in the underworld will not be able to obtain medals of merit even if they die for the country.
If my father and neighbors knew about it, they might even applaud and say, "Ah, Saeki Ryuuji, who was a fool in his school days and did not study well, and went to join the gangster society after dropping out of high school, is finally dead. Everyone no longer has to worry about being raped by the mafia forces."
Threaten to pay protection money."
In fact, Crow had no righteousness in his heart at all. He just followed the young master silently, just like a retainer of a shogun in the shogunate era.
He knew that this man had a heart that encompassed the world, could bring the Japanese underworld forces back on track, and was a good master who cared for his subordinates.
Then follow him without hesitation and fight for the lord's righteousness, no matter what the outcome is or what the cost is.
He stood up unsteadily, but his eyes paused, and he looked towards the top of the cliff. There seemed to be a man in a black-striped kimono with a fox mask covering his face. He was holding sake and gesturing to him,
Leisurely and calm.
"Bagaya road!"
The crows were completely furious, and they fought bloody battles below to protect the residents of Atami City from the mermaids.
The big shot who lives in the Blackstone Mansion is having a banquet on the top of the mountain, as if watching a monkey show.
Is this the dirty and ugly powerful man that he has always been? We can regard the sacrifices made for justice and nobleness as nothing.
"Crow, light the fireworks."
Even though the movement on the patrol ship attracted many mermaids, more mermaids were climbing towards the high cliff. Once they got past the defense line of the Blackstone Mansion, the consequences would be disastrous.
"It's so damned."
Looking at the figure that had disappeared among the cherry blossom trees, Crow snorted angrily. If Atami City was full of such guys, he really didn't know the reason to save them for the sake of justice.
"sail."
Yuan Zhisheng and others had already jumped back on the boat. Crow gritted his teeth and uncovered the rainproof cloth covering the deck. Inside was a large firework half as tall as a man.
The blue windproof fire pillar ignited the fuse, and the fire pillar rose into the sky. Brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sky, some like golden dahlias, and some like purple waterfalls.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yuan Zhisheng stood under the light curtain and cut open the palm of his left hand. The bloody smell of the royal blood filled the air along with the sea breeze. For a moment, all the fish turned around blankly.
, his red-gold pupils pointed at them, and he screamed sharply.
More and more mermaids began to gather together, and the patrol ship Qiuyue blew its whistle and sailed towards the depths of the sea.
"This is the port of Izu Peninsula. If you hear this, please answer."
"This is Yokosuka Naval Base, young master."
Kaguya's cold voice responded in the cabin.
"It seems we have to spend some money to solve these things."
Yuan Zhisheng sneered.
"Yes." Kaguya responded respectfully.
The ships of the Maritime Self-Defense Force's First Escort Group began to sail out of the port. The destroyers "Kirishima", "Hatakaze" and "Haruyu" all woke up from their silent state. From gas turbines to weapon systems, one project after another was carried out.
Self-check and enter automatic combat state.
The white smoke emitted by the fleet covered the sky, and high-pitched whistles sounded one after another. But no one could give orders, and there was no one in the cabin.
The fleet lined up overseas, adjusted its direction to the southeast, and hundreds of Tomahawk missiles were drawn into the launch rail.
"The Tomahawk missile group is unlocked and the launch countdown has begun." The fire control system said in a virtual female voice.
"What the hell are these Japs trying to do? They're a bunch of lunatics."
In the central control room of the U.S. Navy's Seventh Fleet on the east side of the Yokosuka base, the phones were ringing. The rear admiral stood in front of the command podium and made the sign of the cross dully.
"Both the Japanese Prime Minister and the Self-Defense Forces Navy General called and said they had lost control of the ship."
"Damn it, do you think I will believe these cunning and cunning Japanese guys? Do you think the lesson learned at Pearl Harbor was not harsh enough?"