"The sword that was so quick and so ruthless hurt me."

Yi Chuan Shusaku untied the white towel on his forehead and wiped away the blood from the ear holes, fortunately, his hearing was still there, and the sword speed just now could cut off the bullet at will, right?

"Everyone, let's go together! The prize money can be divided equally, and I won't take a penny."

After understanding the gap between each other, Ikawa Shusaku no longer had the confidence to go head-to-head, and shouted, and the gangsters around him, who couldn't bear the green hair Ruo's head and offered a bounty of 10 million yen, once again stepped forward without talking about martial arts, and there was also a strong Ikawa Shusaku hidden in the middle.

You're despicable!

Fujii Tree commented on this guy, and he would fight in a group if he suffered a loss, which was too pragmatic!

The two swords swung out at the same time, one left and one right, slashed over one person, stabbed one person, and the sound of breaking the air behind him, Fujii Shu, who had no time to dodge, resisted a slash from his robe, which was much stronger than the strength of ordinary gangsters.

Fujii Shu looked back, and after the successful sneak attack of Ikawa, he hid himself in the crowd, and he was very patient and could slowly torture his opponent.

If it goes on like this, it won't work.

Even if the body is different from ordinary people, it is flesh and blood after all, and after a few sneak attacks, Fujii Shu estimates that even standing will be a problem, and it must be solved as soon as possible.

In the flow of thoughts, several thugs rushed to the front at the same time, and Fujii Shu slashed horizontally with his right hand, hitting the waist of the enemy in this row, and instantly put down a piece.

Ikawa Shusaku's sneak attack came unexpectedly, rolling on the ground and slashing on Fujii's calf, Fujii's knee bent in pain, and before kneeling on the ground, he supported his body with the bamboo sword in his left hand, raised the tip of the sword in his right hand, and shook it for a week, scaring off a circle of gangsters who were about to fall into the well.

No matter how strong an individual is, it is not easy to deal with the enemy dozens of times the number of enemies, plus me, it is a win!

Ikawa Shusaku reestimated Fujii's combat power, and took two swords in a row, if it was a real sword, Fujii Shu would have been on Huangquan Road a long time ago.

Well, the next attack, I'll take you down completely!

He patiently hid in the crowd, watched Fujii Shu cut down more than a dozen people in a row, and took advantage of the moment when he was breathing to recover his strength, and flew down from behind, straight to Fujii's neck.

It's you!

Fujii, who disguised himself as a state of physical exhaustion, turned around and blocked Ikawa Shusaku's flying slash, kicked his opponent in the abdomen, kicked in the air, ignored the bastard bamboo sword that hit his body from behind, and slashed diagonally with a sword in his left hand.

"Smack!"

Ikawa Shusaku in mid-air blocked the blow, but a long black shadow suddenly enlarged in front of him, and landed heavily on his cheek.

It was Fujii Shu's right-handed sword, and he slashed Ikawa Shusaku in mid-air to the ground with a sword, and when he pulled back the sword, it was already dyed red.

Yichuan Xiuzuo, who landed on the ground, fainted directly, stepped on the crowd that rushed forward a few times, and then drowned under the crowd.

Damn, 8 million yen for nothing!

The green-haired Ruotou who was watching the battle was no longer calm, more than half of the hundred people he brought had fallen, and there were more than forty left, if it weren't for the particularly strict rules of the Sumiyoshi Society, these subordinates would have dispersed in a hurry.

Reaching out and touching his arms, he didn't bring a pistol, and they all had the worst intention of being caught in this operation, so he didn't bring this contraband.

"Whew, Whew--!"

Turning over to dodge a flurry of slashes, the panting Fujii Shu grabbed the neck of a thug, and with the other hand cut down a guy who tried to sneak attack, after fighting for so long, he was almost out of strength, relying on the cotive thug, barely standing up.

At this time, the middle courtyard was full of wailing or unconscious thugs, and he held the thugs in the corridor connecting the front yard and the middle yard, and there were more than 30 people left around him, which was really troublesome.

"You're not from Ichikawa Gym, are you? If you're interested, I'll pay you five million yen to heal your wounds and let you go."

Seeing that Fujii Tree was about to be defeated, the green hairy Ruotou, who was distressed by the 10 million yen bounty, interjected in time to talk, which could save half of the money and spread it out to spread his reputation of respecting the strong, killing two birds with one stone.

"Big brother, we can..."

The gangsters around him spoke one after another, and finally took this monster body

The strength is exhausted, and the trick of the green hair is too damaging, right?

"How? Are you tempted?"

The green-haired Ruotou ignored the opinions of his subordinates, narrowed the distance, and persuaded step by step.

Fujii Tree has not replied, he is recovering his physical strength, he is four and a half times the physique of ordinary people, and his recovery ability is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the green-haired Ruotou thought that he had acquiesced, and then approached, seven, five, and three steps, and suddenly swung his sword and slashed at Fujii's head.

Hmph, I don't want to pay a penny!

Thinking about this, the green haired Ruotou watched his attack get closer and closer to the target with a hideous expression, what kind of good man he really was!

Fujii Shu, who had recovered more than half of his strength, turned sideways to turn around the hijacking gangsters who were acting as human shields, and the attack of the green hairy head hit the unlucky man on the head hard, and he fell unconscious on the spot.

And Fujii Tree got out from behind the fallen thugs, and with a bottom-up stab, he hit the throat of the green hairy head and put it down directly, if he didn't spare some strength, this guy's throat bone would have been shattered.

"Bastard, let's go!"

Sumiyoshi's rule is to fight to the death and not retreat, otherwise you have to cut something on your body, and the remaining thirty or so thugs gritted their teeth and rushed up, starting a fierce battle in the narrow corridor.

In the quaintly decorated Edo-style corridors, from time to time, people break through the fragile paper windows and doors, fall into the house, or roll over and fall into the gravel path outside the corridor, and some fall directly down in the corridor, real or fake. Z.br>

A quarter of an hour later, in the corridor more than twenty meters long, there were the defeated lying in all directions, and opposite the Fujii tree who was standing alone, there were still three trembling thugs left.

"You, you! Don't come here!"

"We've called the police, and they'll be there shortly."

The three thugs couldn't hold their weapons steadily, and they retreated vigorously, Fujii Shu threw away the bamboo sword that was broken in his right hand, replaced the bamboo sword in his left hand with his right hand, and approached the three people step by step, he didn't plan to let go of the rest of the thugs.

Raising his hand, swinging his sword, and slashing the gangster on his left who had called the police with his mobile phone, Fujii Shu smiled unexpectedly, although he was in pain, he was not comfortable.

"You should be people from the underground forces, right? Aren't you usually arrogant?"

He doesn't have the slightest affection for these social dregs, bullying men and women, lending usury, and forcing women who borrow money to go to the sea to make films, this kind of disgusting thing is too numerous to mention.

When you meet me today, it's still legitimate defense, and it can be regarded as a righteous execution!

Raising the crimson bamboo sword aloft and about to fall, there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and a fierce rebuke sounded.

"Lay down your arms, we're patrol cops!"

Turning around, a policewoman in her thirties took a young policewoman who was obviously a newcomer, pulled out ***, stared at him nervously, and when they looked at each other, both of them took a step back and became even more nervous.

Such a young boy looks like a high school student.

Rie Watanabe, an older policewoman, looked up and down for a while, and thought of it uncertainly.