The rainstorm hit the rooftops with a rumbling sound.

In the dim light, many bodies with missing arms and legs could be seen hanging from the ceiling.

The night wind blew, and these mutilated naked bodies swayed from side to side, like white flags that summoned spirits, and Bai Shengsheng was extremely terrifying.

This is a long-abandoned android assembly factory, located in the corner of the chicken and goose district.

On weekdays, it is deserted, and even beggars who are scavenging do not visit, but at this moment there is a dull sound of beating.

Rukawatan, who was ranked among the "Ten Nobles" in the Japanese Gangster Sacrifice Knife Society, was shirtless at this time, and two mottled and rusty iron hooks passed through his pipa bone, hanging him in the air.

The two white soldier III military prosthetics produced by Tianfu Heavy Industry Group were firmly locked by wrist-thick chains and could not move.

A burly man in black stood on the left and right with an iron rod in his hand, taking turns whipping his body.

Hitting someone is more strenuous than being beaten.

Only a few minutes later, the two muddy water robed brothers who were in charge of the action were already sweating profusely, and the iron rods in their hands looked a little weak and weak.

"Fucking this widow can really resist, he won't even snort after fighting for so long."

"You won't faint a long time ago, will you? Ding Ye's order is just for us to teach him a lesson, so that we won't be killed by us in the future. ”

Just when several muddy water robed brothers were in doubt, a weak but arrogant voice sounded.

"Oh hey, oh hey! Is this little bit of strength massaging Lao Tzu? ”

Everyone looked at the source of the sound in horror, only to see a low-hanging head suddenly raised, shaking off the loose hair, revealing a flying and domineering face.

A slender titanium wire runs across the bridge of the nose, dividing the whole face into upper and lower parts, adding a touch of evil to the beauty.

This face is placed in the cowherd shop in the chicken and goose area, and the level is also at the Oiran level.

"You bunch of waste people, come on, come on!" Rukawa Tan spat a mouthful of bloody spit disdainfully, looking contemptuous.

"I'm a fairy banban, and the little wolf still dares to play tricks!"

A muddy water robe brother was instantly furious, raised his iron rod and prepared to beat this handsome face into pulp.

At this moment, there was a sudden loud sound of "Peng" in the direction of the warehouse gate.

Everyone turned around suddenly, only to see the door of the warehouse kicked open, and Li Jun, who was covered in rain, strode in.

A long, straight-edged knife dragged in his hand, and the tip of the knife hit the ground with an unpleasant sizzling sound.

"Brother Jun."

"Brother Jun."

Li Jun ignored the robe brother and little brother who was bent down and bowed around him, and walked to Liuchuan Tan in silence like a fierce tiger.

Liuchuan Tan looked at Li Jun who was standing in front of him, and sneered: "Finally willing to show up?" Lead someone to attack the territory of my sacrificial sword society, Li Jun, you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a cold light fall.

Poof!

Li Jun swung his knife like a dropper, and directly cut off Liuchuan Tan's left arm.

Then the straight knife turned in the palm, changed the positive grip to the reverse grip, and with a quick and fast push, another broken arm was thrown up.

In the blink of an eye, Rukawa Tan's proud arms were all severed, leaving only a bare torso swaying back and forth.

Milky white bionic blood and black hydraulic oil sprayed out of the mirror-smooth gaps, and the metal wiring harnesses soaked in liquid caused short circuits exploded in blue arcs.

The chains shook and made a rattling sound.

The sharp pain in the bone erosion caused Rukawatan's body to twitch violently, and a beastly roar came out from his clenched teeth.

Li Jun picked up Rukawatan's chin with the tip of his knife, and said coldly: "If it weren't for Master Ding's order to spare your life, Lao Tzu would have slashed you in Kabukicho as early as now!" Still have a chance to be crazy for you? ”

The corners of Liuchuan Tan's eyes cracked, his face was distorted and hideous, and he roared angrily: "Li Jun, the sacrificial sword will definitely not let you go!" ”

Li Jun sneered, "Okay, if Tiger Mound wants to avenge you, let him come to Kowloon Street, and I will welcome him with three thousand muddy water robes!" I'm afraid he doesn't have the guts! ”

"This time it was you who started the war, and you will inevitably pay the price of blood!"

Syllable!

A crisp and loud slap was thrown on Rukawatan's face, and the strength was so great that even the titanium wire embedded in his face was forcibly broken.

Li Jun pointed to the flesh jungle above his head and said sharply: "Say this nonsense to Lao Tzu again, believe it or not, I will replace your lower body with a woman's?" ”

Hearing this, Rukawa couldn't help but look up at the ceiling, the dense bionic remnants swayed in the cold wind, colliding with each other and making a crackling sound.

A chill rushed from the tail vertebrae to the top of his head, and Rukawa Tan finally showed fear, and muttered, "Don't, don't." ”

Seeing this, the surrounding muddy water robe brothers laughed and mocked:

"I thought that the 'Ten Expensive' of the Sacrificial Sword Society were some kind of powerful characters, but it turned out to be a group of pus-filled soft eggs."

"Of course, you don't see who shot this time. Brother Jun is the fifth brother of the Red Flag who can fight the most in our robe brothers' club, and it is not easy to clean up a small Liuchuan Tan. ”

Li Jun patted the side face of the widow in front of him with the blade of the knife, and said coldly:

"Master Ding asked me to give it to you, and the sacrificial knife behind your back will bring a sentence. Although Zhao Dou is not successful, his identity is not something that anyone can use as a stepping stone. ”

"In the future, my eyes will shine, otherwise the next time I enter Sinmin Street, it won't be as simple as cutting off your two hands, understand?"

The humiliated Rukawa Tan hung his head, lowered his head to hide the resentment in his eyes, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Understood." ”

"Just get it, let him sign it."

Brother Pao on the side immediately handed a tablet computer to Rukawa Tan, pinched his mouth and signed the transfer contract with his tongue.

With the soft sound of the tablet, the three venues that Liuchuan Tan had snatched were all transferred back to Zhao Dou's name.

The field was snatched back, and as for whether the prince who couldn't help him could hold it steadily, it was not Li Jun's concern.

Li Jun shook the rain on his body, and was about to beckon his subordinates to retreat, but saw the little brother who was placed on the periphery by him rushing in in a panic.

"Brother Jun, someone from the Sacrificial Sword Society has found it!"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of the surrounding muddy water robe brothers changed drastically, and they couldn't help but exclaim: "How did these dwarfs come so quickly?!" ”

"Damn, I don't need to ask, it must be our place missing!"

Hearing that the people of the Sacrificial Sword Society were chasing, Rukawa Tan, who was already half-dead, had a fine light in his eyes again, and roared in a cruel voice:

"Hahaha, you idiots, do you want to leave alive after provoking the Sacrificial Sword Society? Let me go, or else...."

Bang!

A burst of gunfire echoed through the warehouse, leaving the top of Rukawatan's neck empty, and his entire head shattered to pieces by a single shot.

Li Jun's expression was indifferent, and the Wei Wushu-type pistol in his left hand was still emitting a pungent smell of gunsmoke.

A robe brother who stood close touched the blood on his face with a dull face, and his pupils kept fluttering.

This is a hostage, big brother, why do you say kill it?

"If those lunatics were going to throw a rat into a hostage, they wouldn't be sacrificial swordsmen! Open the insurance for me, ready to do it! ”

Li Jun seemed to have guessed what they were thinking, and shouted loudly.

At the same time, the mind also gathered on a small line of writing slowly emerging on the retina.

[Gain 20 Mastery Points]

It's not some built-in visual device, it's a martial arts mastery panel that follows him into this world.

[Sequence]: None

[Technique]: Single Knife Selection (Mid-9 33/100)

[Body Method]: Bagua Swimming Body Step (12/100 in the early stage of the ninth grade)

[Training]: Iron cloth shirt (85/100 in the early stage of the ninth product)

[Internal Strength]: Martial Arts Technique (Middle Nine Grades 20/100)

Liuchuan Tan, as the "ten nobles" of the sacrificial sword club, provided Li Jun with a full 20 mastery points.

After adding all these mastery points to the [Iron Cloth Shirt], Li Jun's complexion suddenly turned a little whiter, and the strengthened skin looked smooth and tough.

After making preparations, Li Jun's cold eyes swept over the faces of the people around him one by one.

After Kabukicho succeeded, he immediately removed all the equipment that could be positioned on Rukawa Tan's body, and even the brain-computer interface on the back of his neck was pulled out.

It stands to reason that in this case, no one can accurately locate the direction of Rukawatan.

Moreover, the location of the warehouse he chose was extremely remote, and it was difficult to find it even during the day, let alone on a rainy night.

In this case, the sacrificial knife will still be able to find this place so quickly and accurately, then there is only one possibility:

They were betrayed!

There was a loud bang, and the warehouse door and the surrounding walls were shattered.

In the boiling dust, a wooden ox heavy truck produced by Tianfu Heavy Industry crashed in with an extremely arrogant attitude.

"Rukawa-kun, I'm here to save you!"

A fireworks-like red hair poked out of the driver's window, with a flying expression, and it was a flame ghost who was also one of the "ten nobles" of the sacrificial sword club!

"Saiduoichi (Oops), why did Rukawa-kun die?"

When the flame ghost saw the hanging headless corpse, there was no sadness on his face, but a brighter smile appeared, and he raised his arms and shouted:

"Little ones, kill this group of Ming people and avenge Rukawa-kun!"

At the same time, Li Jun, who had a straight-edged long knife in his right hand and a Wei Wushu's wanton pistol in his left hand, said angrily to the surrounding muddy water robe brothers:

"Break out!"