The two froze.

At this moment, Kitano Heiichi miraculously calmed down, his face was covered with blood, and the left half of his body was completely soaked with blood. Make him look horrible and abnormal.

"Why did you attack my nocturnal group?"

"It's very simple, as long as the gangs related to Inu Yangyi have to be eradicated,"

"Sure enough, during this period of time, the rivers and lakes are in turmoil, and you Wuyin Beichen is the medium of chaos, but, hmph, there are not a hundred or eighty gang organizations that cooperate with Lord Inuyangyi, and I am afraid that you Wuyin Beichen will not have this strength."

The man in black snorted coldly: "Kitano Heiyi, your nocturnal group occupies Gunma, and it can be regarded as a hegemon, for the sake of your short life, I can sue you." His lips twitched, and he said a word in a voice that only the two of them could hear. Kitano Heiichi's expression changed suddenly on the spot, and he lost his voice: "This is impossible!" No, how can this be ......"

The man in black didn't expect that under the repeated stimulation, Kitano Heiichi completely lost his mind. Reduced to a monster that only knows how to kill.

The evil qi enters the body, cannot be solved, and dies of exhaustion.

Roar! Kitano's eyes flashed red, his left hand grabbed the wrist of the man in black holding the knife and pulled it back, and the five fingers of his right hand quickly plunged straight into the opponent's chest.

"Kitano Heiyi, you forgot, my foggy Beichen not only has fog hidden thousands of changes, but also Beichen has a knife. Kill! ”

Instantly across the blade, the blade rushed down, rotated and reversed, clicked, and cut off Kitano Heiichi's left wrist, at the same time, the blade reversed, picked up, and cut off his right arm, holding the handle of the knife upside down, his body rushed forward diagonally, snorted, and brought up a series of blood flowers, and the sharp blade wiped Kitano Heiichi's neck, and the skull fell from the shoulder to the ground. Blood splattered more than two feet high in the cavity.

The man in black patted lightly and pushed the corpse that was still standing and attacking after Kitano's death. sighed, and then killed. The figure disappeared again, and the remnants of the Thirty-Six Killers were pounced on again.

There weren't actually a few people attacking the convoy tonight, just nine people. The two Beichen disciples of the Misty Hidden Beichen, who were holding shoulder-mounted bazookas, were still hidden behind the rocks on the steep wall. Only seven men pounced with knives. In addition to the eleven thirty-six members who were killed along with the explosive vehicle at the beginning of the attack, there were still twenty-five members, plus the driver, Kitano Heiichi's bodyguard, the number also exceeded thirty. They are superior in numbers and armed with powerful automatic firearms. Normally, the fighting power should be stronger than the attacker. But the Wuyin Beichen side came tonight to be the best of the third generation of disciples, and there was also Jiashan Youzao personally led, and everyone was extremely proficient in the Wuyin Thousand Transformation Method. Through the darkness of the night, people are hidden in the dark, and the speed of movement cannot be detected by the naked eye. There was only a sword light in the audience, but no human figure. Without an accurate target, the superiority of the thermal weapon collapsed under the suppression of the seven-handled knife.

The sword flashed, and the screams continued. The field is full of severed limbs. Blood flies. The twenty-meter road was littered with killings.

A few minutes later, seven figures gathered in the pile of corpses. Everyone was out of breath. There are three disciples who are already sweating profusely, and practicing is a work of strength, and killing people is even more of a work of strength.

"Senior brother."

"Senior Brother......

Kayama looked at the qiē in front of him, and forcibly endured the pungent smell of blood. He sighed again, his eyes lit up, and said, "Withdraw!" ”

The seven figures quickly disappeared into the darkness.

……

Tokyo's Ginza is a famous business district and shopping mecca in Asia and the world. Ginza is the first place for tourists from all over the world to spend money in Japan.

On the other hand, in the area of several thousand square meters in Ginza, it is also the most prosperous, lively, and the largest fireworks place in Japan. Casinos, nightclubs, massage baths and entertainment centers, most of them are in the hands of the wealthy Yamaguchi-gumi. Tokyo, after all, is their home base. But there are also 30 percent in the hands of other organizations.

The Crescent Group is one of them. The Crescent Group has three nightclubs in their hands. Two casinos. The scale is very large, and the venue decoration is extremely luxurious.

"Yethro" is the largest of the two casinos in the Crescent Group. Whenever night falls, the neon flashes, and the parking lot of more than 100 square meters in front of the glittering gate is full of various styles of luxury cars. The underground car park is fully booked early. I can't even stuff it if I want to.

The hall was filled with loud music. There were four girls dressed as bunny girls standing at the door, young and beautiful, enchanting and charming. Sweetly ushered in.

The baccarat table on the second floor is surrounded by gamblers of different skin tones. There are mixed male and female voices, mixed with the screams of the native languages of various countries. The scene was extremely hot.

Across the oval table covered with green felt, sitting opposite the dealer in a white shirt, black waistcoat, black bow tie, and rolled up sleeves to the elbows was a tall, handsome man in a white suit, who looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old. The bridge of the nose is high, the sword eyebrows are tiger-eyed, and the corners of the mouth are always lazy smiles. The external temperament is graceful and generous, gentle and elegant. A typical son-in-law, a rich young master.

Holding the red wine glass, he slowly shook it between his fingers, and took a sip lightly, with a beautiful posture and excellent demeanor. has ignored the grievances of the ladies and noblewomen who don't know. His eyes swept over the pile in front of him, more than a dozen stacks of chips ranging from 100,000 to 5,000, and stared at the sweaty dealer. Turning sideways, the two legs that crossed Erlang's legs changed positions. Putting down the red wine in his hand, he tapped his fingers on the table, and said lightly: "The total number of chips in front of me now is 27 million. If this wins me, it's sixty million, what? Your family has not dared to open cards until now, is it afraid that you can't afford to lose? Don't worry, you won't necessarily lose. I'm only three little two here, you have j, q, k, a, one each, and all of them are red hearts, if you're lucky, you may not be able to hit the red heart 10, I don't know what you're afraid of, please hurry up! Everyone's time is calculated in money, and they can't afford it. ”

The surrounding gamblers who watched the game also followed suit. This kid in white is too lucky. Each one is pressed by the dealer to play, and the casino has changed four dealers in a row, and the result has not changed. has lost 27 million, which is nothing for the crescent group, but at the gambling table, no one's luck can continue to be so prosperous, there must be a ghost in it.

But the problem is, even if you know that this kid is out of the woods, but you can't catch the handle, there is no evidence. Without proof, the table has to go on. If you continue, you will lose. Without receiving instructions, he lent the dealer a few dares, and he did not dare to open the cards. If you act rashly, you will not be able to keep your two hands.

The young man in white kept urging, the surrounding guests coaxed, and the dealer did not dare to open the cards, sweating like rain.

In a spacious room on the third floor, more than a dozen people were busy, various instruments on the table made a subtle crackling sound, and all kinds of lights kept flickering. The front is a video wall made up of 12 large screens.

Four sturdy black-clad bodyguards stood behind a bald, stocky old man in a gray suit. The old man's face was gloomy, staring at one of the fluorescent screens. The hand behind his back kept fumbling for the jade ring on his middle finger.

"Haven't seen that kid's tricks yet?"

The casino manager, who was standing beside the old man and kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, shook his head with a pale face. Tremblingly, he said: "Boss, all the cameras here have completely locked that kid, and there are no dead ends." But I can't find any trace of him. Boss, do you think it's really his luck that goes against the sky? ”

"Hmph, stupid." The bald old man sneered: "No one in this world can be lucky enough to be so good. Play baccarat and win thirty-two in a row. Do you think such a ridiculous thing is possible under normal circumstances? Also, why doesn't the mechanism that the casino has on the tables work for? ”

"This, this, this, this ......," the beads of sweat on the casino manager's head grew bigger and bigger.

"Bring that kid to me. I'm waiting for him in the office. I want to see who this man really is. Hum. After the bald old man finished speaking, he turned around and left the monitoring room with his bodyguard.

The casino manager breathed a sigh of relief. Gave the boss's instructions to the end. When he looked at the boy in white on the screen again, he had completely turned into a dead man's gaze.

In the five years since the casino opened, the people who were called to the office by the boss have mysteriously disappeared.

"Sorry sir, excuse me, our boss asks you to come over for a moment." A waiter ran to the young man in white and said respectfully.

"Your boss? What are you looking for me? A vigilant look flashed in the eyes of the young man in white. You pointed to the cards on the table and said, "I'm leaving, what about this hand?" If you win, more than 60 million! If something goes wrong, who's responsible? Who will pay me for this loss? ”

The waiter smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about it. Someone will seal the cards later. Another person will be assigned to guard it. When the boss is done, you can come back and continue. ”

"That's ......" The young man in white touched his chin, rolled his eyes, and nodded: "Okay, Young Master Ben will go to meet your boss." ”

I saw the young man in white get up and leave. The corner of the dealer's mouth showed a grim smile. Wave your hand and call someone over, and use a transparent glass cover to seal the cards on both sides. At the same time, four fierce thugs came to disperse the onlookers and stand around the gaming table.

The young man in white had a relaxed face, and followed the waiter all the way to a door on the third floor where four black-clothed bodyguards were standing.

The waiter stepped back, and the young man in white raised his arm very well, and asked the two bodyguards to come close and search him.

After the body search, a black-clothed bodyguard pushed open the door and said, "Go in." ”

The young man in white had a different color in his eyes, looked at the four bodyguards who were focused on him, and said something strange, "A few brothers have worked hard, in fact, Young Master Ben wants to invite you to tea, but I don't know if there will be this opportunity in the future." Provided that you are alive. Hehe, see you later. ”

When the young man in white entered the spacious office, he saw a bald old man in a gray Armani suit sitting behind his desk, staring at him intensely.

With an indifferent expression, he walked over to the old man and sat down. He smiled and said, "What do you want me to do?" It can be said. ”

The bald old man stared at the young man in white, his eyes were like electricity, which could penetrate people's hearts.

The young man in white also looked back at him with a flat gaze.

The bald old man suddenly said, "You are out of a thousand!" ”

"That's right!" The bald old man was stunned, and what he didn't expect was that the young man in white admitted it directly without thinking about it.

For a while, the bald old man was stunned, and the prepared rhetoric, threats, threats, intimidation, and a whole bunch of other means to be implemented were held in his stomach. didn't take a breath, his face turned red, his hands covered his chest, and he couldn't hold back a sentence.

"Are you looking for death?"

The young man in white nodded again. said with a smile: "Looking for death, hehe, you're right." However, there is one word that needs to be corrected......"

The bald old man continued to be stunned.

"Because the one who died was not me, but ...... You! ”

As soon as his hand moved, a cold light flashed. The bald old man grabbed his neck with both hands, and blood splattered between his fingers. His eyes bulged out, he couldn't make a sound, and his mouth was full of blood blisters.

Ignoring the bald old man's dying state, the young man in white got up and walked to the window, pulled the window open, raised his foot and stepped on the windowsill, and turned his palm, and there was something like a remote control in his palm. Bite the antenna with your teeth and slowly lengthen it.

Looking back at the room, listening to the loud music downstairs, he jumped out of the window, smiled weirdly, and said, "Yesura, bye-bye"

Finger press.

Rumble!