Night, that's quite an interesting word. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

What is the dead of night, the moon is dark and the wind is high, the night is sleepless, and the lone wolf is in the middle of the night..... All in all, it's a not-so-wonderful word.

So, do you want to come out at night to play a ghost?

Do you know that Grandma Wolf likes to dress up as a kind old woman at night to catch lambs?

Anyway, there are always friends in this world who like to die, and until the last moment, they will know what it means to knock on the door in the middle of the night. For example, this group of people in front of you.

The silver sword flashed, and Harita's figure appeared behind a black-clothed soldier.

Click-!

A crack emerged from the barrel of the gun, then from the opponent's neck, where a line of blood also emerged.

Harita's slash directly cut off the submachine gun that sprayed bullets in his hand, and then swept over his body without a pause.

With a look of disbelief in his eyes, he fell to the ground.

"Ahh

In the air, there was a slight sigh from Qingtai.

It's a pity that these cannon fodder don't know who their boss is, so, as the price of being an enemy of themselves, Haruta started the slaughter without even the slightest hesitation!

Of course, even if the other party knows that for some safety reasons, after getting what he wants, Haruta will wipe them all out with a smile!

After all, he never said he would let them go, did he?

Swish-!

The sword light floated in the air, and the terrifying force directly knocked a soldier's body into the air, and the bones made a twisted and shattering sound, and he fell heavily to the ground, and turned around a few times, and a large pool of blood quickly spread.

"Strange ..... Monsters! The remaining eight or nine soldiers looked at Harita with fearful eyes.

This teenager with a knife, in their eyes, has become a real monster!

The bullets were still raining down, smashing the streets to the ground, but Harita's figure was gone.

Disheveled-!

The air rippled, and Harita's figure disappeared.

"People.... What about people?! A soldier spoke with fear on his face.

"Are you leaving?" Another soldier said cautiously.

They looked around, but there was not a trace of the enemy.

The streets were silent again, except for the sizzling sparks of the burning car behind them.

The scene is unusually weird.

Until a certain moment, a soldier accidentally looked up, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he spoke in a trembling voice.

He ..... He is in heaven--!! ”

They all jerked their heads up.

"Chaos. Cross Concussion Slash-! ”

What greeted them was not the Divine Palm that fell from the sky, nor the Seven Fairies who yearned for mortal dust, but the whistling sword light.

The muzzle of the gun pointed to the sky, and the bullet was shot out in a desperate way, and the body followed to dodge.

However, does it really work?

The answer, of course, is no.

In fact, after using the ability of the plug-in, Eqing Tai is not inferior to the previous 'nitrogen armor' in terms of defensive ability. It stands to reason that he is not afraid of the opponent's bullets, and he just pushes it sideways.

But, that trick is very physically demanding!

Not ability, but physical strength!

It's a hard thing to explain, and most people with abilities are basically able to use their abilities indefinitely until their heads are blown off or half-disabled.

Harita, well, he's naturally no exception.

However, that is based on the use of one's own power.

How long do you think he can hold out?

Every pore in the body vibrates at the same time, how many cells do you have to burn? It's no wonder if you're not tired!

Therefore, he was very happy to decide to give these people a happy death.

"So, have you ever heard of the sword light that fell from the sky?" Harita 'stood' in mid-air, the air under his feet rippling slightly, looking at the panicked enemies below, the sword light in his hand began to flicker.

Shout-!

Shout-!

In just a short moment, he slashed dozens of knives in one go.

The roaring sword light overwhelmed the sky, enveloping the entire cone-shaped area in front of it with a radius of about ten meters. The blade roared, and the air glowed with a blazing light.

Rumble-!

The sword light shattered bullet after bullet in its path, and iron powder poured down, and then, slightly dimmed, they stubbornly advanced towards their goal. In a look of fear and despair, the sword light slashed down!

Boom Boom Boom -!!

It was as if it had been bombed, but in an instant, the cone-shaped area had been reduced to rubble.

The asphalt was sliced open by the light of the sword, and large chunks were displayed, and a little dirt splattered out, and on top of the stones, some indiscernible blood clots wriggled.

A few meters away, Harita's body slowly fell, with indifference in her eyes.

Dead people, he's seen a lot.

There was a shock under his feet, his body directly spanned seven or eight meters, and his feet stopped, in front of the vehicle that was still burning with sparks, as for the other one, unfortunately, he was cut into several pieces in the air as early as when he started fighting!

A few minutes later, Harita frowned and dragged a half-charred man out of the fire.

casually sprinkled the mineral water in the bag on the other party's face, and then patted it with the back of the knife.

After a while.

"Ahem--!" The cold man woke up coughing, his eyes confused.

Isn't he dead?

Then, he heard a voice that terrified him.

"Hey, you're not dead, are you? Tell me who is behind you! Haruma lowered her head, and the shadow formed under the streetlight shrouded the other party.

"As much as I don't like torture, unfortunately I do have some interesting methods of torture."

"Hmm--" The cold man, no, the charred man didn't reply, but struggled, apparently trying to escape.

Click-!

A ray of silver light flashed, and a thin line of blood appeared on his arm, and the blood slowly flowed out.

"Give you one more minute, if the answer doesn't satisfy me, then it's a pity, it's your hand next time!" Haruma said coldly.

As a 'Rakshasa who has killed countless people', he knows very well that the charred black injuries on the other party's body are just external, and what causes him to be unconscious is nothing more than black smoke, a by-product of flames.

Whether it's water, or bloodletting, it's a good way to get him to wake up quickly.

Sure enough, it was only a moment.

The cold man shook his head and stood up holding his arm, which was still oozing blood from time to time.

"Even if I answered you, you probably wouldn't let me leave alive, would you?" He looked at Haruta with a calm gaze.

"That's right. Wise man! Haruta nodded dryly.

Let him go?

That's not how it works.

The only thing the other party can get, at most, is a clean way to die!

Moreover, it also depends on whether the other party's answer can satisfy Harita.

"Okay, I see. What do you want to know? The grim man nodded.

"The person behind you, or the organization." Haruta replied.

"The person behind me, unfortunately, I don't know about this, the BOSS has always been in contact with us through a phone call." The cold man shook his head, looking at him like that, he really sighed.

Haruta frowned and continued to ask.

"What about your organization? At least one base is still there, right? And that institute! ”

"Base, this, I can't tell you! I can't let someone who has lost their 'name' die in vain! The cold man took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, his expression gloomy.

"Interesting. So, did the deal fail? Haruma chuckled lightly as she pulled the knife away, the bright blade striking on the asphalt.

The cold man paused, suddenly sighed, took out a note and a pen from his pocket, wrote a few lines in a slur, and handed it to Harita.

"This is the research institute of the adult I know, young man, if you are determined to take revenge, then, go ahead!"

Harita took the note and put it away.

"Thank you for your cooperation, but, unfortunately, under my sword, no enemy has ever been able to leave alive!" As he spoke, the blade turned into a string of sparks on the ground.

"Hah.... Haha, come on! Having lived so long as darkness and done so many dirty things, it's time to pay it all back! The cold man dropped the cigarette in his hand and turned his back to Harita.

Harita nodded and raised her knife.

"Can you hurry up?" The cold man suddenly spoke, with a hint of trembling.

What answered him was a lightning-fast sword light.

Swish-!

With the light of blood, a large head flew up.

"Finally, is it over?"

The last thought appeared in the cold man's mind, and with it, infinite darkness poured in, and everything was annihilated.

Harita looked at the other party's corpse blankly, his eyes paused, and then, turned to leave.

From the moment he picked up the knife, from the moment he killed the wisteria, he seemed to have lost a lot of it while he got it.

The murderer, killed, the justice of the world!