Seeing the green smoke floating above his head, Nakagawa was a little dumbfounded. The gunmen brought this time were all Yamamoto's men. Nakagawa really didn't know that their firepower was so powerful that they even took out grenades.
"Blow...blow them to death!"
Nakagawa, who originally thought he would be defeated, suddenly became excited. Yamamoto was dead. If he could lead people to reverse the situation, he would definitely have extra points in the competition to be the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi in Europe and the United States.
At this time, Zhongchuan no longer had the urge to strangle the man to death, but wanted to rush over and kiss him fiercely. This was simply a great contribution to his turning defeat into victory!
Qin Feng's arm strength was so strong. Just as Zhongchuan was pondering his little thoughts, the sweet potato grenade drew an arc in the air and accurately landed in front of Alessandro.
Qin Feng's throw had a relatively high arc. Alessandro, who was concentrating on suppressing the Yamaguchi-gumi with firepower, didn't really see it. It wasn't until the grenade fell that he saw the blue smoke.
"fwek grenade?!"
Alejandro's expression suddenly changed. Before the grenade hit the ground, his huge body seemed to be loaded with springs. After stopping his forward body, he quickly stepped back and hugged him with both hands.
Head.
Although Alejandro's reaction was quick, the grenade fell to the ground not too slowly. Almost at the same time as Alejandro retreated, the sweet potato grenade landed heavily on the ground.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, a dazzling fire exploded in the open space in front of the church. The shrapnel of the grenade ejected at a 360-degree angle, covering the entire ten-meter space within the explosion range.
The four or five mafia members who originally followed Alejandro forward did not react as quickly as Alejandro. Before they could figure out what happened, their bodies were shattered by shrapnel.
Even Alejandro could not escape unscathed. A piece of shrapnel penetrated the arm that protected his head and inserted into Alejandro's cheek. At the same time, shrapnel was also hit in several places in his waist.
"Fwek damn it, you're all going to die!"
Alejandro stood still, his face covered in blood, and his face looked ferocious like a wild beast. He had not suffered such injuries for more than ten years, which made the murderous intention in his heart expand infinitely.
"You're the one who's going to die, right?"
Nakagawa's voice came over coldly, and his figure appeared at the edge of the woods. He had already seen the two guns in Alessandro's hands falling to the ground.
"Wait a minute, don't shoot, I'm going to cut off his head with my own hands!"
Seeing his men raising their guns and preparing to shoot, Nakagawa quickly stretched out his hand to stop him and said: "Alessandro, let me show you what real swordsmanship is..."
At this time, there was a jungle behind Alessandro. As long as he stepped back, it would be difficult for the bullet to hit him.
Therefore, Nakagawa seemed to be showing off his personal heroism, but in fact he wanted to force Alessandro to fight, otherwise even he would have trouble sleeping and eating if he ran away from such an enemy.
"fwek I will break your neck and take your head back and make it a specimen.
After hearing Nakagawa's words, Alessandro did not retreat into the woods, but instead took a few steps forward.
If Nakagawa had observed carefully, he would have discovered that although Alejandro was hit by seven or eight shrapnel, except for the wounds on his face that were bleeding, all the shrapnel on his body were clamped by muscles and were not injured.
bone.
"You gave me a good idea. My study really lacks a human head specimen."
Nakagawa looked at Yamamoto, whose dead body was starting to stiffen on the ground, nodded and said: "You are barely qualified, I will keep your hair..."
"Then come on!"
Alessandro hammered his chest like a gorilla, looking extremely violent, but in his eyes, there was no anger at all, but an unusual calmness.
"Don't let him escape!" Nakagawa waved his hand, and the only three people left on the Yamaguchi-gumi side immediately separated one of them and went around behind Alejandro.
"Go to hell!"
But something unexpected happened when the man passed by Alejandro. Alejandro, who was walking straight forward, suddenly rushed to the man's side.
As an elite who survived the Siberian training camp, Alessandro is full of weapons.
I saw Alejandro spread his hands as big as cattail leaf fans and hit the man hard on both sides of the temple. Blood splattered from the Japanese man's mouth and nose, and one of his eyeballs was blown open. There was no more life left in sight.
of hope.
"Ono-kun?"
This sudden scene made the other two people's eyes wide open. No one expected that Alessandro would still dare to kill someone even though he was surrounded by several people with guns.
At this time, the only two people left could no longer heed Nakagawa's order and raised their guns to shoot.
It's just that his movements were still a little slow. Just as he aimed at Alessandro, he felt a pain in his throat, followed by his neck.
Blood spurted out, but the carotid artery was severed by a sharp blade.!
"The person in this world who can kill me has not yet been born..."
Looking at the three people who fell almost at the same time, Alessandro showed a sinister smile on his face. He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood flowing out of his face. Coupled with the tattered clothes that were blown up, the look was simply...
Like a devil crawling out of hell.
"Devil, you...are you the devil?"
Although Nakagawa was a man who had experienced many battles, he was frightened by Alejandro at this moment. He did not expect that Alejandro would actually remove the shrapnel from his body and kill the last two members of the Yamaguchi group.
Lost.
"Yes, I am the devil. I haven't used this nickname in ten years..."
Alessandro didn't take these injuries to heart at all. When he was in the Siberian training camp, the injuries he suffered every month were ten times more serious than now. He struggled on the edge of life and death countless times.
"Baga, the great god Baqi protects me, will you kill this devil?"
Nakagawa's confidence was not that strong now, but it was not enough to make him collapse. He muttered something in his mouth, held the hilt of the long sword with both hands, and raised it high above his head.
"You can not."
Alejandro looked at Nakagawa with a ferocious smile and said: "Do you know that when I was in the Siberian training camp, the last subject was to kill an instructor from the Siberian training camp. Do you know who I killed?
"
"Who is it?" Although Nakagawa didn't want to follow Alessandro's lead, he couldn't help but ask.
"That man's name is Harada Taichi. He's also Japanese. Do you recognize him?"
Alejandro's last project was challenged by his Japanese kendo instructor at the Siberian training camp.
Between Alejandro's ribs and abdomen, there is a scar that is 20 centimeters long. It was scratched by the instructor before he died. Alejandro's entire abdomen was almost cut open.
.
But it was Alejandro who survived in the end. After receiving the sword, he went crazy and tore off the instructor's right arm holding the sword, then grabbed his feet and tore him into pieces alive.
Cut in half.
Due to Alejandro's cruelty, for the safety of the examiners, the Siberian training camp also changed the rules and canceled the last instructor assessment.
Because no one knows whether there will be perverted students like Alejandro in future training camps. Every instructor in the training camp is a priceless treasure and cannot afford this kind of loss.
"Master Harada Taichi, he...he died by your hands?"
When Nakagawa heard Alessandro's words, his whole body suddenly froze. You must know that Harada Taichi was as famous as his master Kikujiro in Japan twenty or thirty years ago!
Harada Taichi was also a ninja, but he specialized in physical ninja. He only recognized himself as a genin throughout his life. His swordsmanship was weird and changeable, and he even surpassed Kikujiro in assassination.
However, Harada Taichi was arrogant and offended several major Japanese families. He was hunted all day long and finally disappeared.
Kikujiro once told Nakagawa that if Harada Taichi had not died, his actual combat skills would probably surpass his own, and he highly praised him.
So when he heard that Taichi Harada died at the hands of Alejandro, the fighting spirit in Nakagawa's heart was immediately reduced without a trace. No matter how arrogant he was, he would never think that he had reached the realm of a swordsman master.
"I will grab your feet and rip your body apart at the hips."
Alessandro walked forward slowly and said: "Your intestines and stomach will flow out of your body, you will watch all this alive, and finally die of pain..."
"Bang!" With a sound, the sword in Nakagawa's hand fell to the ground.
Nakagawa's nerves had been completely destroyed by Alejandro at this moment, and he could no longer summon up the will to fight the devil in front of him.
Listening to Alessandro's words, Nakagawa felt his buttocks heat up, and a foul smell spread into his nose. He was so frightened that he couldn't control his urine.
"Yes, that's it, kneel down...kneel down in front of me..."
Looking at Nakagawa's reaction, Alejandro was very satisfied. Psychological warfare was also one of the courses he learned in Siberia. It was not the first time that Alejandro had used his momentum to destroy the opponent's will.
"Damn it, why does this polar bear look like it was trained by a killer?"
Qin Feng in the woods was surprised when he saw this scene. Not only did Alejandro's method of killing be exactly the same as that of a killer, but he also mastered the use of momentum just right.
"Grandma, if I still don't believe it, I can't blow you up?"
Although the Yamaguchi group was not up to par, Qin Feng did not want to go out and fight Alejandro head-on. He flipped his wrists and found four more sweet potato grenades in the palms of his hands.
