The gamblers blushed, shouted at the top of their lungs, and squandered the chips in front of them. Money, beauty, power, and fame were waiting for them. As long as they became winners in this casino, they would have everything.
The Paradise Hall can do everything for them. There are no rules or order. They only believe that the strong is respected and the winner is king.
The exciting drum music, the passionate dancing girls, the overwhelming amount of money and banknotes and the colorful laser lights jointly create this lavish carnival.
Everyone had a fanatical and morbid smile on their face, and they danced and danced like ghosts crawling out of hell, preparing to gather in the mountains to enjoy a bloody cannibal feast.
In the secret attic of the museum, there were many people shivering under sacks. Judging from their bulging figures, most of them were girls.
They are all innocent girls from good families, and they are also the wishes made by some winners in the casino.
For Kukakukan, kidnapping a few innocent high school virgins was a trivial matter. Even the Tokyo Police Department had nothing to do with them and could only deal with it hastily by closing a missing persons case.
They are "ghosts" who deviate from the laws of the world, and no one dares to touch them.
The fiery red Ferrari sports car finally parked at the foot of the mountain casino. Also parked here were Nissan, Honda, Toyota, Mitsubishi, Lexus, Mercedes-Benz, Jaguar, Bentley and the like. Most of the customers who came here were either rich or expensive.
They wore smart black suits, their hair was neatly combed, and they walked into the Paradise Casino holding the hands of their enchanting female companions.
But when the carved bronze door was pushed open, Pandora's box was opened, and soon its true colors were revealed, revealing its ugly and greedy nature.
The handsome young man sat quietly in the driver's seat of the Ferrari, slowly covering his face with the ferocious ghost face, and the golden pupils in his eyes burned brightly.
Then he opened the car door, reached out from the back seat and took out two short sticks and short spears.
There was a clear clicking sound, and the hidden mechanical buckle at the end of the spear and stick made the two perfectly twisted together to form a cold spear.
Nine feet long, the spear head is in the shape of a gilt dragon's head, and the dragon's mouth swallows the blade. It is made of platinum and is extremely sharp.
He was alone, wearing black silver armor and a ferocious ghost face, holding a spear upside down and slowly walking towards the Paradise Pavilion on the mountainside, not paying attention to the shocked and horrified eyes of everyone behind him.
The girls in kimono who were standing by the small wooden bridge to receive the gamblers just glanced at the visitor, and their bodies collapsed.
In the eyes of Chi Li's ferocious ghost face, the indifferent golden pupils seemed to have crimson lava surging endlessly, and the horrifying majesty radiated out.
The streamlined black silver armor design, engraved with magnificent patterns, combines modern technology with ancient beauty. The front of the breastplate is engraved with a ferocious animal head, which resembles a dragon's head. It is the auspicious beast Qilin in ancient Chinese mythology.
Wang Chong of the Eastern Han Dynasty recorded in his book "Lunheng": "The wind phoenix is the sacred bird, and the unicorn is the sacred beast."
The men in black suits who were responsible for guarding the order of the Paradise Pavilion also noticed the abnormality in front of the pavilion. They gathered over and grabbed the handles of long knives or pistol handles, and they were tense for a while.
"Manager Kogure, there is a mysterious organization abroad that releases a bounty on the heads of members of the Fierce Ghosts through the dark network on the hour, and the payment is in the form of Bitcoin. The bounty for Lord Ryoma is 2 billion yen, and the bounty for Lord Dragon King is 18 billion yen.
, Your Majesty the King has offered a reward of... 50 billion yen."
The waitress who came to report had no choice but to break into the VIP room. At the end of her speech, her trembling voice was slightly dry.
Fifty billion yen, what a crazy number, and the bright red scrolling ten zeros on the entire reward list are enough to make anyone lose their mind.
If the internal staff hadn't known that General Wang was not here, most of the people in the Paradise Hall would have wanted to cut off his head.
"There's some trouble."
Sakurai Kogure's elegant brows frowned slightly, but fortunately she had been hiding her identity as Ryoma.
"Manager Xiaomu, a ghost-faced soldier broke in outside."
A man in a black suit followed closely to announce.
"one person?"
The moment Sakurai Kogure heard the news, she thought it was ridiculous. There were more than a hundred fully armed guards at the Kukakukan, and he still needed to personally issue instructions to solve such a thing?
But she soon realized the seriousness of the reality. This was not asking for advice, but asking for solutions.
"excuse me."
The beautiful woman with bright eyes nodded slightly to Fujiwara and quickly stepped back.
The middle-aged man had a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face. Could it be that the Tokyo Police Department had taken action against the Kukakukan? They probably didn't have the guts.
"Who are you, who dare to come to our Fierce Ghost territory to cause trouble?"
A strong man in a black suit stepped forward, holding a long knife on his shoulder and shouting ferociously.
The ghost-faced warrior who came over just silently raised his spear.
The next second, scarlet blood splashed out from the man's strong left chest. He stared blankly along the straight spear and saw only a pair of glowing golden pupils. This was an enemy like a ghost!
The tip of the cold blade spear was drawn out, and the strong man fell down, making a dull sound.
The remaining men in black suits began to take out the heavy tactical pistols from their waists and shoot at the intruders. Countless large-caliber Magnum bullets roared out with angry flames. The huge roaring gunshots instantly resounded in this large casino.
The gamblers and enchanting women screamed and ran away in panic, covering their heads with their hands. The madness on their faces finally revealed their timidity in the face of real death.
Only the slot machine, which was powered by electricity and emitted colorful lights, kept beating out small steel balls, making a clear and crisp sound.
The visitor held the spear body with both hands, and then swung it around at high speed, forming a faint yin and yang circle in Tai Chi blocking the front, which was very powerful.
The bullets that were enough to penetrate the police body armor seemed extremely weak at this moment. Even if a few stray bullets flew in, they only scratched out a few red sparks on the black silver armor.
The spear was like a dragon, piercing straight out, tearing the air and letting out a faint shudder. The guards on both sides were directly shaken away by the astonishing force of swinging their arms left and right.
When Sakurai Kogure walked out of the VIP room, he saw the man facing the silver moonlight shining through the carved bronze door, with cold golden eyes burning under his ghostly face, picking off seven people with one shot.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He simply raised the spear with one arm, and the men in suits holding long knives were all penetrated through the left chest and lungs, and their bodies overlapped and hung on the nine-foot gun.
, letting out painful wails in the air.
The spear shook randomly and swept out, and the seven people were scattered on the ground like gourds rolling on the ground. The splashed red blood seemed to paint a picture of cold winter plum blossoms.
The rest of the people who had seen the blood attacked more and more crazily. Silver arcs flashed between the swings of their long knives. Some hybrids even lit up their ferocious golden eyes, and their physical fitness increased rapidly.
The cold spear in Li Longyuan's hand suddenly swung out and stabbed out. The tip of the spear seemed to turn into several vicious and cunning illusory lights and shadows in an instant. The men who were the first to rush up were suddenly hit with a blood hole in their black suits, and scarlet blood gurgled like a small river.
Runs smoothly, completely saturating the white lining.
Several long and narrow Japanese swords struck the body of the platinum gun and made a clanging sound in the next moment. Li Longyuan opened his majestic golden eyes, held the gun body with one hand, took a step across, and forcibly withstood the impact of four or five people, and then
Pushing against their bodies, he leaned back suddenly, chanting the ancient and strict dragon inscriptions in his mouth, and dangerous silver arcs began to flash in his eyes.
Finally, he slowly stretched out his left hand, and a blazing light group lit up in his white palm, with dazzling arcs flashing out from inside. The high-voltage charge even penetrated the dry air, making thunderous crackling sounds.
"Word Spirit·Indra."
Sakurai Kogure, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, recognized this word spirit.
This is named after the Hindu god Shakyatihuan Indra. It belongs to an unknown sequence in the periodic table of words and spirits, but its strength is undoubted. In mythological epics, it is even evaluated as the sun incarnate as thunder, which will eventually take away the light of the sun god.
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Sakurai Kogure originally thought this was just an exaggerated description, but now that she saw it with her own eyes, she realized that what she said was true.
Even if the light of all the laser lights, crystal chandeliers and wall lamps in the casino were gathered together, they would still be far less brilliant than the one percent bright light held by the ghost-faced warrior in the venue.
Li Longyuan indifferently pressed the light ball that was continuously emitting arcs from the palm of his left hand on these men in black suits. Due to the repulsive force generated by the arc magnetic field formed by high-voltage electricity and the magnetic field formed by the induced electricity in the human body, their bodies were violently thrown away.
, the huge electric current generated in an instant severely burned them, and their suits were burnt to yellow, until they fell to the ground, their bodies still twitching in response.
After obtaining the blood-blasting technique, the blood in his body was once again purified and enhanced, and the power of Yanling Zunzhi also increased. Now for the first time, he used the advanced power, thunder.
Only thunder and lightning, which symbolize justice in the world, can destroy these demons and monsters in the darkness!
Today, the boy is wearing armor, his spear is stained with blood, and the blazing white arc in his eyes even completely covers his golden pupils. Even the tip of the frosty spear is surrounded by silver arcs.
Indra's power made him inexplicably irritable. Every time he swung out his spear, several people would fly up heavily and fall to the ground not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Although most of the fallen hybrids who had used the evolutionary medicine showed no fear with their golden eyes open and still slashed furiously with their swords, they still couldn't avoid being knocked down by a single shot in the end, with drops of blood swaying like flowers.
Ants are just ants after all. There is no difference between being brave and fearless and cowardly in the face of this absolute power.
Like a ferocious beast being stretched out in a casino, fully revealing its violent nature, Li Yongyuan held a long spear and used basic spear skills such as prodding, stabbing, piercing, pointing, blocking, stabbing, twisting, pressing, and splitting one after another. The guards in black suits had bodies like
The spear was pierced through like a rag bag, and the blood of the fluffy demon splattered everywhere.
After a while, the ground was in a mess, and more than a hundred guards in the Paradise Pavilion were all lying down and rolling, letting out shrill wails. Even the body modified by dragon blood could not suppress the severe pain transmitted from the nerves.
The spear is the king of a hundred soldiers and is best at attacking in groups.
The well-dressed gamblers hid under the card tables and shivered, fearing that this ghost-like man would suddenly shoot them in the chest. In comparison, the female dealers serving here were calmer and more respectable than them.
Li Longyuan frantically put the still bleeding spear on his shoulder, turned around, and looked at the slim female manager in a black suit. The golden eyes under his ferocious face stared at her indifferently.
The beautiful girl who had always been calm began to sweat all over her body. She now felt as if she was being watched by a real ghost and fell into endless fear.
What he is called a fierce ghost is especially ridiculous in front of this man.
Li Longyuan knew that she should belong to the top of the fierce ghosts. He didn't know whether she would be a dragon horse, a dragon king or a king general. There was a high probability that she would be the lowest level dragon horse.
So he opened his legs and was about to give her a ride. Sakurai Kogure seemed to be locked in the eyes of a terrifying beast. Her body was completely unresponsive. She could only watch as he walked over step by step, and slowly raised the pole in his hand.
The dragon-headed golden gun swirling around the arc.
"Kazema-kun!"
Before she died, Sakurai Kogure was not as panicked as she imagined. She just closed her eyes, whispered a name, and smiled slightly.
Maybe he was the one she liked, Li Longyuan saw it, but he still raised the sharp spear in his hand silently, someone had to pay the debt for the dead girls.
Blood debt must be paid with blood!
The dark helicopter came over like a big bird, and the roar of the large propeller's violent rotation interrupted Li Yongyuan's movements.
He looked outside and saw a handsome man in a scarlet robe sitting in the helicopter cabin carrying a long sword with a scarlet scabbard, a face covered in white powder showing a devilish smile that confounded all living beings.
The young man just jumped down from an altitude of fifteen meters, and the surging wind and waves caused by the wings of the helicopter blew up the wide-sleeved kimono embroidered with a large Higan flower.
He pushed the sword out of its sheath with his right hand. The blade was long and narrow, and the cold light suddenly rose. The king's war was coming.