As a top-notch master, Ximen Lang only used three punches and two kicks. More than a dozen Sumiyoshi-kai members could not withstand it. They were hit and flew away. All of them suffered fractures. They staggered to the ground and screamed. Three or four of them
One of them was severely vomiting blood.
Maruo Kameike reacted quickly enough. While a group of people were fighting, he ran towards the door of the building and shouted hurriedly, "Stop him quickly and kill him..."
Many Sumiyoshi-kai members rushed over from all directions, but the distance was too far, and some water from far away could not quench their thirst. At this moment, Ximen Lang sneered and rushed over. He ran behind Maruo Kameike as fast as lightning, grabbed the opponent's arm, and disdainfully
He said: "Where to run?"
The sharp flying knife was pressed against Maruo Kameike's neck again. The murderer's speed and strength made this guy unable to resist at all, and he became a hostage again. He almost cried without tears.
"Damn it, you still dare to run away, believe it or not, I stabbed you with a knife?" Ximenlang shouted sharply with a ferocious look on his face.
In an instant, hundreds of Sumiyoshi-kai members gathered around him, and those gang members were seen holding samurai swords in their hands, which looked particularly dazzling and cold under the sunlight.
As more and more people gathered, the ferocious-looking guys were shocked. They never expected that someone would take advantage of their ambition and actually kidnap their leader with a knife inside the Sumiyoshikai headquarters. Moreover, looking at it, the boss was contaminated
There were bloodstains and he had been seriously injured.
Although he was surrounded by people, Ximen Lang remained calm and composed, without any panic, and there was no trace of fear in him, showing his royal demeanor.
Many Sumiyoshi-kai members were shocked and angry. They waved their samurai swords like fierce gods and shouted sternly: "Asshole, let go of our leader."
"If you don't let go, I will chop you with a knife."
"You don't want to live anymore..."
Ximen Lang snorted coldly, "Shut up, you guys are a bunch of uneducated people. If you want your boss to die quickly, just scream louder." He shook his wrist slightly, silver light flashed, and Marufu Kame
Chi's clothes were torn open, and a half-foot-long gash appeared on his furry chest. His skin and flesh were turned out, and blood gushed out.
Although the wound was not too deep, the wound was very long. The painful Maruo Kamechi couldn't stop screaming. He blamed the evil spirits around him for speaking out and irritating the evil spirits around him. He cursed hysterically: "You bastards, stop screaming, are you?"
Do you really want to kill me?"
Everyone looked at each other in shock, never expecting that their actions would bring such deep harm to the boss, so they hurriedly kept silent, not daring to act recklessly again.
Like an old cat catching a mouse, Ximen Lang had a proud look on his face, "How about it? Doesn't it feel good to be cut by a knife?"
As a gangster, Maruo Kamechi is usually arrogant and domineering, always looking down on anyone, but at this time, he revealed an unknown side. His body was shaking constantly like chaff.
With a look of fear in his eyes, he said in a trembling voice: "I was wrong, I deserve to die! I was obsessed for a moment, uncle, please don't be angry, please spare your life, uncle Zhang, I won't dare to do it again..."
Right in front of the Kamui Building where Sumiyoshi Kai was heading, on his own property, Maruo Kameike, in front of hundreds of his subordinates, begged the knife-wielding gangster to let him go, calling him uncle over and over again, RB Black
|The spirit of Bushido advocated by the society disappeared from him, leaving many of his subordinates stunned.
"Idiot, just like a pig," Ximen Langxing's eyes flashed with contempt, and he said sinisterly: "I warn you, if you dare to play tricks again, you will go to hell."
"Yes... I don't dare to do it anymore." At this time, the tortured Maruo Kameike just woke up from a dream. If he wanted to survive, he had to do what the other party said, otherwise he would die.
He said hurriedly: "Uncle Zhang, let's go in and come to my office. You can tell me, I'll do anything you want."
"That's about it, let's go..."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ximen Lang held the boss of Sumiyoshikai with a knife and walked into the Shenwei Building. This was the true arrogance revealed from the bottom of his heart.
The members of the organization watched the scene in front of them helplessly, but they did not dare to move because of the rat weapon, for fear that the ugly demon would be angry and kill Maruo Kameike directly. Until the two disappeared, several leaders hurriedly gathered together to discuss what to do.
Do it. After a short discussion, they decided to send out snipers to kill the murderer instantly.
The leader's office is located on the sixth floor of the building. It is splendid and luxurious like a palace. Maruo Kameike brought the other party inside and endured the severe pain and said: "Please sit down..."
Ximen Lang kicked back his right foot and hit the door. With a bang, the door closed. He was not afraid of the other party's tricks and walked directly to the desk and sat on the chair swaggeringly, as if he was the real owner of the room.
The knife on his neck was removed, and Maruo Kamechi felt a little more relaxed. After temporarily regaining his freedom, he did not dare to think of escaping again. The guy opposite was really perverted and had the qualities of a real killer, which made him fearful. "Zhang
Sir, there is no one else around now, please tell me, what are your orders?"
A very thin red line flashed across the room and landed quickly on Ximen Lang's head. It was not noticeable at all and could not be noticed by ordinary people.
However, Ximen Lang was different from ordinary people. This subtle change fell into his golden eyes, and then he snorted coldly, tilted his head, raised his right hand, and shot out a flying knife.
"Pah...pah..."
There was a sound coming from the glass window, and almost at the same time, two holes, one large and one small, appeared on it. Bullets and flying knives passed through here from different directions, and their speeds were almost the same.
The bullet flew close to Ximen Lang's ear, making him clearly feel the rapid surging airflow, but it did not hurt a hair on his head.
At the same time, a scream sounded from the top of the six-story building on the right, "Ah..." It was so shrill and piercing that it seemed like it was coming from hell.
This is a building painted black, with a purple parapet at the top. Standing behind it is a guy wearing sunglasses, holding an advanced sniper rifle in his hand, and a throwing knife stuck in his chest. Blood spurts out. It looks like
It was extremely terrifying. His body shook violently several times, fell forward suddenly, and fell from the roof of the building.
"No..." Many Sumiyoshi-kai members in the yard shouted in panic and quickly moved away.
"Peng!"
There was a muffled sound on the ground, and the unlucky sniper fell into pieces like a meat pie, his brains bursting open, and red and white liquid flowing out.
The moment Ximen Lang took action with the flying knife, Maruo Ikeda in the office looked over, and happened to see his capable subordinate with the flying knife stuck in his chest. His heart tightened, a chill surged up, and his spine went cold...