The streets were in chaos at the moment, and although none of the students who ran out of the gym were injured, they attracted people on both sides of the road to their exclamations.

It was true that he saw an amazing sight, but the crazy swordsmanship and powerful destructive power of the fan made the neighbors turn around and run away in fright.

"Give me death!"

The fire hydrant on the side of the road stood quietly for decades, but at this time it ushered in a catastrophe.

The invisible demon knife slashed off half of it, cutting it in two, and the steel material was like a thin white paper.

Faced with his body that was cut in two, it didn't dare to ask about the fire hydrant, and it didn't dare to say.

"Save my dad, he's controlled by the demon knife, don't kill him!"

As soon as the police from the police station arrived at the scene, a young man pounced, and the visual kei's killer Matt hairstyle, strange clothes, and a standard bastard youth, Kamakura City naturally couldn't mix up a character like him, and according to rumors, this young man often relied on convenient transportation to travel between Tokyo and Kamakura.

He is the youngest son of the dojo owner, the eldest son is said to be a lawyer in Tokyo, and the second son is a doctor.

"Yes, I won't kill it."

"We're using tranquilizer bombs."

The director pushed aside the young man, although he envied Katsuya's two sons, but he didn't have a good impression of this dojo that pretended to be a god and cheated money.

As a police head snake inherited from Kamakura for generations, he knows the details of Katsumata Gym too well.

It's clearly a despicable foreigner who doesn't know where he came from, pretending to be a famous kendo heirloom that has been passed down for thousands of years, and the quaint dojo is actually something newly built in the past twenty or thirty years, and the level of swordsmanship is barely professional-level entry.

Deceiving ignorant students is simply ruining kendo, although the director's family is not a famous kendo, but it is also a martial artist, he is very disdainful of this kind of deception.

For decades, the director turned a blind eye, no matter how the other party boasted about his swordsmanship, he didn't provoke himself anyway, and he didn't make much money before, and no one cared about it.

But now it's different, seeing that Shengyou's family made a fortune by abducting and abducting from the pit, and it's not a little money, relying on money and pretending to be a thousand-year-old inheritance, the status has risen, and the director is inevitably a little unhappy in his heart, and this year, the liar is better than a conscientious policeman like him.

Now it's okay that the power has been decentralized, but in the past, local police like them lived extremely aggrieved, coercing the upper and lower levels.

"Be careful, don't get close!"

If you are not happy, the director will still fulfill her duties.

"Die, die."

The sharp invisible sword sliced open the hood of the car with a single sword, and the policeman with the stick wisely threw the stick in his hand far away.

Can't beat it, can't beat it.

"Victory! Stop, throw away the sword in your hand! ”

The commissioner was armed with pistols in both hands, hunched over and ready to jump out of the way to find cover.

But Katsu, who fell into madness, couldn't hear other people's words at all, and cut everything around him with an invisible knife in his hand.

His targets are not just against the living, but also at telephone poles and mailboxes on the side of the road.

"Cross Slash! Flash! ”

The streets have been destroyed, and I don't know how much money the municipal department will spend.

Seeing that more than a dozen cars and facilities on the street had been destroyed and there was nothing to cut down, Katsu stumbled towards the police with the hilt of his sword.

The whole person has really been controlled by the demon knife.

"Victory! Stop, or we'll shoot! ”

Fortunately, the director looked at the destructive Shengyou, but he didn't feel much nervousness.

Isn't it just holding an invisible knife and waving it around, in the 21st century, the battle situation has changed, and your knife can be faster than a bullet? The invisible demon knife doesn't look like it has the ability to attack from a distance, and our ancestors were taught a lesson by firearms to be a new person.

After the distance, Katsu is not a big threat to them, if it is big, I am afraid that only he dares to stand here now, and the other small policemen under his command have long run out.

"Bang bang bang!!"

The commissioner fired three warnings, and looked ahead with resolute eyes.

"Don't kill my dad."

The thug's son lay on the ground, covered his ears and looked up.

"You know, didn't I tell you, it's a narcotic bomb."

After three warning shots, Katsu remained unmoved, his hand holding the hilt of his sword was firm, and he rushed towards the police after a loud roar.

Assault on the police, this is assault on the police.

"Shoot." The director lowered his voice, suppressed the trembling of excitement in his voice, and tried his best to pretend to be a calm general.

, that's cool.

It's not because of the killing, but because the director feels like a general in line to be shot, directing his soldiers to fire their guns together.

Thousands of troops are at my disposal.

With the commissioner's permission, the officers pulled the trigger one after another, and live ammunition had been the standard for police officers across the island two months ago.

There are rumors that the National Police Agency is considering whether to replace the guns and equip the national police with more powerful guns instead of using the current junk southern pistols.

"Bang."

"Poof, poof, poof."

The demon knife enhanced Katsumata's hand-to-hand combat ability, but the demon knife handle did not make him an invulnerable superman, and at an extremely close distance of seven or eight meters, even a small-powered island pistol had a strong lethality.

The accumulation of destruction can still be extinguished, and the dozens of bullets fired in a few seconds directly stopped the figure of victory and running.

When the bullet hit, blood spurted out, and the body of less than one meter seven swayed back and forth like a rag doll, and the strange thing was that the appearance of this rag doll was not cotton wool, but real flesh and blood, and the red blood was sprinkled on the asphalt road.

"Boom!"

Katsu fell to the ground with his eyes glared again, and the demon knife he was clenching fell to the ground.

His chaotic eyes regained clarity at the last moment, and as soon as the pain in his body reached the depths of his brain, death pulled his soul from the back of his head.

"Dad! Father! This is not a tranquilizer bomb. The bastard youth pounced on the director with his teeth and claws, and promised him the anesthetic bomb just now!

Impatiently pushing aside the young man who pounced, the director smashed the bastard youth to the ground with a judo skill.

Don't look at me in my fifties, it's no problem to deal with a showmanship like you.

"You ......"

"Think about it, you attacked the police just now."

The young man still wanted to stand up and stagger, but looking at the black muzzle of the commissioner's outstretched gun, his voice became smaller and quieter, and finally swallowed it in a negative volume.

No, the police in the past were not like this, even if he was caught by the Tokyo police in the bar oo, the police would just laugh it off, let alone turn their guns on ordinary people like themselves like now, no, the police in the past would not have killed people in the street so frantically.

Thanks to the blessing of the god Hachiman, the commissioner waved his arm, and the police station personnel quickly cleaned up the scene, they were only the nearest small police station, equivalent to the police station, the police headquarters of Kamakura City, and other more important departments were quickly coming.

No one dared to approach within five meters of the corpse, and the hilt of the sword that had fallen to the ground glowed a strange orange light again.