"Ah!!!!!!h

The people who were doing the financial business were already in disarray under the sudden attack, screaming, shoving, and scrambling to escape through the back door if they were a little sober.

The women in OL costumes lost their balance under the restraints of high heels and A-line skirts, fell to the ground and howled in pain, but no one stopped for it, most of them stepped on it mercilessly.

The so-called civilization and the so-called social morality are torn apart in front of several armored vehicles that directly smashed the gate with strong power, not to mention those thugs armed with murder weapons and wearing strange masks, just looking at them is terrifying.

"Dada-da-"

However, the real threat does not come from the front.

The assault rifle shot a few people close to the back door, and then a group of heavily armed mercenaries appeared in the shadow of the safe passage, pointing their guns neatly and standardly towards the crowd that tried to continue the crowd.

Scarlet blood flowed across the smooth marble floor, shocking everyone present, whether they were awake or panicked.

Even the masked and terrifying-looking guys seemed to be intimidated by the sudden killing, and subconsciously looked at each other, but they could only see the confusion in the eyes of their companions and the bright masks on their smiling faces.

"Bang-"

Gunfire rang out again.

The people who feared to be sacrificed shrank into a group in silence and panic, not even daring to look up and discern the direction of the gunshots.

The clowns watched in amazement at the figure that leaped out of the car.

The big-shouldered bank security guard clutched his bloody wrists, and the small-caliber guns fell to the ground, and the muzzles of the guns were even steaming, but they didn't hit anyone.

Mai rushed to the security guard who wanted to shoot back, slashed his wrists and muscles with a knife, and then hesitated for only a moment, then used his inertia to turn around and take a wrong step, raising his left hand and slicing his throat and trachea.

However, this was not the end, three or four security guards rushed out of the staff lounge on the side, and they happened to witness the killing of their colleagues, and they no longer had any worries, and directly aimed at the back of Mai Jiude and pulled the trigger.

"Bell—"

As if there were eyes on the back, in the eyes of the security guards, the pitch-black figure only shook quickly in place, and avoided most of the ballistics.

What's even more terrifying is that the woman actually reflexively waved the short knife in her hand, making a crisp metal impact sound in the air.

She stopped the bullet?

Such crazy ideas can only appear in various super-powered movies and television dramas, so before the security guards who had conducted the first round of shooting came to their senses, Mai seized the opportunity and rushed into their formation.

Spirituality.

Although before the explosion of blood, this spirit was only a pure auxiliary spirit of speech, but for a master of melee combat, this spirit of speech was stronger than any sharp weapon.

In the moment of loss of light, any enemy who uses vision to fight will be exposed.

Of course, in the face of a few bank security guards, even special forces who have retired from the Self-Defense Forces, it doesn't matter if they look for flaws.

The small area of darkness lasted only a second, and it was even so fast that it was suspected that it was an illusion caused by dazzle.

Four blood flowers bloomed in the air, and the hiss of gas pouring into the throat was like playing on a violin that had not been used for years, and Mai shook off the blood from the knife and inserted it back into the scabbard, leaving the security guards who fell to the ground one by one to spit blood foaming and clutching a large amount of blood on their necks.

The high ponytail tied behind his head is as sharp and decisive as a blade in his hand, his delicate facial features reveal a sharp edge, and the corners of his eyes are simply painted with two crimson eyeliner, showing a point of antiquity and nine points of arrogance.

The panicked people looked at this bloody and beautiful figure, and couldn't help but calm down.

"Smack, smack, slap......"

Soon, however, the silence was broken by a slow applause, drawing everyone's attention.

“what.a.beautiful.night！”

His slashed cheeks were as white as paper, and the torn and elongated corners of his mouth made him smile like a monster, not to mention the bright lipstick.

"Welcome to tonight's party, and I hope you're happy with this uncreative opening."

Lunatic.

Someone cursed in a low voice in the crowd, but unconsciously lowered his voice to the point where it was no different from talking to himself.

Because all the thugs quickly and consciously stood behind him.

"So don't talk nonsense, who is the teller on duty today, I want to be in 5 seconds...... Oh, yes, you're very positive. ”

The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was pushed out of the crowd and staggered to the ground, falling out of the work nameplate hidden in his pocket.

Mitsubishi Shinjuku Toshin Bank staff - Daisuke Iwasaki.

Mercer leaned over with great interest to look at the middle-aged man, who was sweating profusely and did not dare to get up from the ground, and magically took out a handkerchief from his bosom and helped him wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"How does it feel to be betrayed by your own people?"

“……”

Daisuke Iwasaki's cheeks twitched, but after all, he still didn't dare to say anything in front of this crazy man in strange costumes.

Although his clenched teeth had betrayed his emotions at the moment

"Feeling okay?"

Looking at the clown with a hideous smile in front of him suddenly frowned, Daisuke Iwasaki felt his heart almost stop beating for a moment.

God knows what the madman's intentions and bottom line were, in case he was killed with a knife in the throat or a shot for saying something wrong—

Fortunately, Mercer laughed again.

"In fact, the last thing I like is betrayal and betrayal, so, I need you to do one thing."

Naturally, Daisuke Iwasaki nodded frantically with a frequency that wanted to break his cervical spine.

After all, a cold barrel was already pressed against his forehead.

"Remember the guy who just pushed you out? That's right, the same people who are making you and me have an unpleasant conversation at the moment. ”

Mercer whispered, his crazy green eyes getting closer and closer in Daisuke Iwasaki's shuddered stiffness.

"Now, find them out."

The next moment, as if in a dream, Daisuke Iwasaki's hand was stuffed with the heavy revolver.

"Find out."

Mercer straightened up, a cold smile.

Daisuke Iwasaki gripped the handle of his gun tremblingly and swallowed hard.

He thought about resisting, but he couldn't even hold a gun, let alone dozens of thugs with guns in the room.

The corpses on the ground weren't cold yet.

So he had no choice.

"You...... You! And you! ”

The arm holding the gun weighed more than a thousand pounds and was difficult to lift, but when he trembled and pointed to the first person who had just pushed him out, the sudden white face and the pleading eyes that almost wanted to tear made him feel a kind of revenge pleasure.

Because you're not clever enough, you can call him around at will?

Because I don't have the money to get through the relationship, I can only sit on pins and needles every day in the position of an ordinary employee?

So after the muzzle of his gun was pointed at the three people who pushed him out, he pointed it at another colleague who usually made things difficult for him at every turn.

The four men, who were about to weep in pain, came to him with their heads in their hands at the signal, and with a sneer, he finally pointed the muzzle of the gun at his superior.

"No, Iwasaki, you can't-"

The fat boss howled in pain, like a pig scalded by boiling water.

"Come here!"

Daisuke Iwasaki roared hysterically, he couldn't accept that his power at the moment was denied, "If you hear it, come over to me immediately!" ”

His fingers twitched on the trigger, as if he was about to pull it the next moment.

The boss looked at him in despair, and someone in the crowd couldn't hold back the panic and pushed the boss to the front.

"How ~ full of enthusiasm ~"

Mercer laughed maniacally, squeezing Daisuke Iwasaki's trembling palm hard.

As if an iron tong was squeezing his bones, Daisuke Iwasaki's whole body trembled in pain, but he also felt the coldness and hardness of the firearm most profoundly.

"Bang-"

In his incredulous eyes, Mercer helped him calibrate and fire the first shot.

"Bang-"

Second shot.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

……

In the end, Daisuke Iwasaki, who was drenched in cold sweat, gasped for breath, and with trembling palms, he put the muzzle of the gun on the head of his boss who was kneeling on the ground and pleading.

Mercer had already let go of his hand, humming a song and tapping at his feet with strange dance steps.

"The.flower.looks.good.in.your.hair (The flower on your head looks good)~"

"Iwasaki, we've been friends for many years, please don't be like this, I apologize, I admit my mistakes, I'm not human......"

"Latino.caribo.mondo.bongo (Latino, Caribbean,) ......"

"Bang-"

"Nobody.said.it.was.fair (but no one said it was beautiful~)"

Daisuke Iwasaki fell to his knees and released his palm, and the revolver collided with the ground with a dull sound.

The boss's head exploded in front of him like a flower, splashing a large pool of disgusting red **.

“…… I'm already a murderer...... I ......"

After the inexplicable frenzy faded, the middle-aged man burst into tears like a child.

Mercer picked up the pistol and pointed it at Daisuke Iwasaki, desperately weakened, as he had done at the beginning.

"Feeling guilty?"

"I ......"

He choked up, snot and tears on his face.

"Then I'll help you make the mistake—"

Under the gaze of the ordinary, cloudy eyes, Mercer's index finger steadily pulled the trigger little by little.

"Bang~"

Daisuke Iwasaki's mouth was blankly open, still focused on the muzzle of the gun that was about to bring death.

However, a small multicolored flag was shot from the muzzle of the black hole, and a faint mocking smile was drawn.

(Skip the evening self-study to update,I myself admire my dedicationo(=?ω?=)m)