"Life is endless, reincarnation is endless, it's just that I live and die for you."

Obviously, a few hours ago, Shota staged a hero's main play here, but when the two reappeared in Heiyu a few hours later, only some ruins were left in the burned place, and Shota couldn't help but laugh again when he saw this scene in front of him.

Although I don't know who did this, Shota decided to praise them when he saw them again, which was simply mourning.

"Shota Sasaki, you!"

Noguchi, who had been wilting like a rabbit all the way, suddenly erupted when he saw Kuroyu's current appearance.

He turned around and grabbed Shota by the collar and tried to pull him up, but as soon as his hand touched the collar, his whole body bowed out like a prawn and flew out, kneeling on the ground trembling and holding his stomach.

Shota shook his hand and looked at him with a grim expression.

"No, let's go here. I think the end of a period always needs some people to do the sacrifice, and there should be no one more suitable than you on the side of Heiyu, what do you think? ”

Although it was meant to ask, there was no hint of inquiry in Shota's words. Glancing at him out of the corner of his eye, he dragged Noguchi by the hair to the very center of the ruins, albeit with some disgust.

"Is there anything else you'd like to say to me?"

Shota looked around, and as he determined which side would be where the sun would rise tomorrow, he grabbed Noguchi's head and lifted him up.

"Huh...... Hehe! I'm waiting for you in hell Shota Sasaki! ”

You don't need to look at Shota to know what his expression is like now, so he didn't talk nonsense and directly pulled out the wakicha and put it on Noguchi's neck.

"Remember! Don't forget me when you go to hell, because the greatest misfortune in your life is to meet me, and at the same time, the greatest luck in your life is to meet me, so ......"

Whew!

Before he finished speaking, Shota directly slashed the wakicha along his neck, and the sound was really as good as the sound of the wind, but the blood was someone else's.

After the knife, Shota didn't look back, although it was a wakicha, but he was still a ceremonial blood Zhenna knife. After doing all this, he looked up at the still dark sky, and suddenly the whole person laughed with ease.

"Alright, the rest is for the Sword Demon to appear!"

……

"Bastard! Why is this guy here again, did you call Shiraishi Bird, where has he been? ”

In the territory belonging to the Kowloon Society, the white-faced person reappeared, still white-clothed and white-faced with a wooden knife, but in the eyes of these extreme people, he was more like a ghost.

"President! I've called him, but no one answers! ”

"What do you say? That damn bastard!! ”

At this time, the head of the Jiulongjia Village Association, who was hiding on the second floor, looked at him with a fierce expression, but immediately threw the man aside.

"Quick! Quickly call the headquarters and ask them to come and support, this time we must catch this bastard! ”

At this time, the white-faced man who was rampaging on the first floor didn't care about anything at all, a wooden knife in his hand had a posture that I had in the world, and he kept moving and attacking, so that these people on the extreme path couldn't get close at all, and after a few back and forth circles, there were already twenty or thirty people lying on the ground.

"Bastard! How long are you going to let this guy be arrogant, what does the headquarters say, and when are they going to send someone! ”

The village Longmei who was blocked upstairs was neither advancing nor retreating, and there was no way, he could only vent his anger around.

"Right away, they're coming right away......"

"Here comes the president! Support from HQ has arrived! ”

With the smile on the face of Imura Ryumei, a group of guys in black clothes suddenly rushed in from the door, they had standard weapons in their hands, and as soon as they entered the battle, the actions of the white-faced people were restrained, and under the mask, Shiraishi's face was already a little helpless.

That guy said that he wanted to make a fuss on the Kowloon Club side to attract attention, but in fact, he didn't know what he was going to do, and he only knew that he would come over to support him as soon as he was done, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

That stinky boy, I won't be able to keep it like this if I don't come back.

Although the situation is a bit passive now, Shiraishi Bird is still conceited and can escape safely, but if he is a white-faced person, it will be much more troublesome, after all, the principle of non-killing as a symbol of heroes has made him severely restrained.

"Quick! Hurry up, that guy is dying. ”

Upstairs, Imura Ryumei saw that the white-faced man had been forced into a gradually shrinking encirclement, and jumped out excitedly and shouted, just when Shiraishiniao's face was gloomy and he was about to break the ring, suddenly there was a sound of something exploding from the door.

"Bastard! What's going on over there, who's there? ”

A puff of smoke and dust made it impossible to see what had just happened, but in that dim light, something streaked across the ground and a series of sparks appeared, and when everyone saw someone coming out of the dust and mist, they were all surprised, and Ryūmi Imura on the second floor looked at him with a depressed face.

"What the hell is going on today! Why are all the demons and monsters coming out? ”

The person who came was wearing a cloak and couldn't see clearly, but the tattered clothes on his body were full of dirt, and even before he got close, he could already smell a smell that penetrated deep into his brain, which made the others subconsciously stay away from him.

The man looked up as if searching the hall for something, until his gaze was fixed on the white-faced one.

"You're the white-faced man who's been famous lately?"

As if he had already made a judgment in his mind, he pointed the long knife in his hand at him from afar.

"I've been looking for you for a long time!"

Belch......

May I ask what the hell are you making sovereign remarks at this time, is it possible that so many of us are decorations, and we can't see that there are still so many brothers lying on the ground?

Imura Ryumi may have guessed something from his outfit, but before he could remind his younger brother to remind his subordinates, he had already swaggered towards him.

"Hey! Where did you come from, didn't you see that our Kowloon Club people are doing errands! If you don't want to die...... Belch! ”

Before the younger brother finished speaking, his tone suddenly froze, and his eyes were dull and he looked down at the knife inserted in his chest, with an expression that did not react.

"Uncle! What are you doing, we are extreme...... Yes!!! ”

Directly raised the knife, and the blood rushed out along with the last high tail note of this guy, and just when the extreme path immediately reacted to him, this guy had already raised the butcher knife and swung it.

It's all knives, but one is wood and the other is steel, but the effect is completely different.

On one side, people fall to the ground on their backs and moan, while on the other side they are completely crushed, one person breaks into the crowd and cuts people like melons. Soon, the scene on the Extreme Road side got out of control!

"Sword Demon, you crazy man! We in Kowloon will be at odds with you!! ”