The night is getting darker.

The stars and the moon are hidden behind dark clouds.

The surface of the building in the distance is lit up with various colors of neon lights, and the patchwork of dazzling patterns is very gorgeous.

But such scenery has nothing to do with the Kikuta-gumi of Arakawa-ku.

A group of people gathered in the backyard of Kozaburo Kikuta's house, each armed with a firearm.

At night, without the permission of the group leader to go home, they gathered here, and the simple chat was particularly noisy.

Kozaburo Kikuta stayed in the bedroom on the second floor, and the noise below could not reassure him, and he still had a sense of unsteadiness with his feet hanging in the air.

He leaned against the bed, smoking a cigarette to himself.

Below, there is also a beautiful-looking woman lying on her stomach and smoking a "cigarette".

Repeatedly.

Kozaburo Kikuta's face showed a state of enjoyment.

A knock on the door suddenly came from outside, and Kozaburo Kikuta didn't let the woman stop, and said lazily, "Come in." ”

The door sounded silently, and a tall man walked in, he shaved his head, and at night, he still wore sunglasses, and the whole person looked very tough, "Team leader, it's seven o'clock now, do you want the brothers to go back to some of them?" ”

"No hurry, stay a little longer."

Kozaburo Kikuta replied casually.

The noise below didn't give him much peace of mind, but without those sounds, he wouldn't be at ease.

The spiral fingers underneath the glove are always reminding him.

The power of the Holy Lord still remains in the body, and Kozaburo Kikuta does not know what happened last night, nor does it know if the Holy Lord died.

It is only known that the mansion where the Lord lived disappeared, leaving behind a deep rectangular pit.

The Thirty-Four Temples are holding a funeral for the dragon and have given up tracking Emily.

Why?

Kozaburo Kikuta didn't get an answer from the Thirty-Four Temple, or rather, the Thirty-Four Temple didn't like him.

Like all parents, people are subconsciously biased towards their children, believing that their children are being brought bad by others.

In the eyes of the Thirty-Fourth Temple, he is a fox friend with a bad dragon.

Those damn conglomerates!

When you use him, you greet him with a smile.

When you don't need it, kick it away.

A burst of anger rose in Kikuta's heart, and he couldn't stand the woman's clever tongue whip.

This anger was vented again, and the whole person became lazy.

Kitahara Hanbei frowned slightly when he saw the team leader being so slack.

The previous team leader was also brutal and lustful, but that team leader still has charm.

Because the team leader at that time also had the kind of pride and ambition to swallow Tokyo.

But the current team leader has lost that kind of pride, and only cruelty and lust remain in his body.

Kozaburo Kikuta saw that his henchman had not yet gone down, glanced at the woman below, raised his hand and patted her head, and the woman pouted very knowingly.

The thin fabric seems to be torn apart by the peach-shaped curves.

"If you want to play, you can play as much as you want."

Kozaburo Kikuta said casually.

He never cared about women, he just liked to take and tame the leaders of the defeated organizations, or the men and wives who owed him usury.

The pleasure of watching the wife and daughter of the enemy surrender to him is something that ordinary people can't experience.

Those people, from the initial wailing to numbness, to obedience, will not object to anything, and the guests will not object to anything.

Kozaburo Kikuta has always believed that only people with strong desires can achieve great things.

Kitahara Hanbei didn't do anything, just stood there and asked, "Team leader, what exactly are you afraid of?" ”

When Kozaburo Kikuta heard Kitahara Hanbei's words, his face was a little ugly and said, "Hanbei, say whatever you want to say." ”

"Team leader, with all due respect, you have changed, you would never have become so decadent before, have you forgotten your dream of dominating Tokyo?"

Kitahara Hanbei's face was full of excitement.

He has never forgotten the dream depicted by the team leader to dominate the Tokyo underground world and become the largest violent gang in Japan.

Then the glory of the Japanese violent gangs of the seventies and eighties is reproduced.

At that time, their hands could even reach out to the political and business circles, rather than simply selling their lives.

Dominate the underworld and make the Gang great again.

This is a slogan that Kozaburo Kikuta often shouts.

Kitahara Hanbei was also attracted by such a slogan and was willing to fight bloodily for him.

But he couldn't figure out why, after one night, the team leader suddenly became so depraved and timid?

It takes hundreds of people to be around to be able to sleep peacefully.

……

"Shut up!"

Kozaburo Kikuta was furious, kicked the woman under him out of bed, like a lion that had been poked into a wound, glared at him viciously, and roared, "Do you want to rebel? ”

"I just hope that the team leader will be able to cheer us up and continue to lead us to dominate Tokyo!"

Kitahara Hanbei replied in a deep voice, not at all frightened by his rage, and only hoped to awaken Kikuta Kozaburo's ambition with loyalty.

"It's the other way around! It's the other way around! ”

Kozaburo Kikuta roared in anger, causing the woman on the ground to tremble, and he took out a pistol from the drawer, the cold texture of which made the anger slightly lessen.

"Whew." Kozaburo Kikuta exhaled heavily, looked at the Kitahara Hanbei at the door, still didn't make a move, and said, "You're right, I shouldn't be so slack." ”

Rubbing his temples, Kozaburo Kikuta changed his words and waved his hand: "Divide the women in the house among the brothers, so that they can have a good time."

If we want to achieve great things, we must first raise morale. ”

"Hey."

Kitahara Hanbei nodded, thinking that the team leader had finally opened up.

The woman sitting on the ground turned pale.

There were eight women in the mansion.

And the people outside, there are hundreds.

No matter how fertile the land is, it can't stand such a fierce ploughing, and it will definitely rot.

"Team leader, people just want to serve you!"

The woman tries to be coquettish.

Kozaburo Kikuta didn't want to hear it and waved his hand.

Kitahara Hanbei grabbed her by the hair and dragged her out with all her might.

"No, don't."

The woman screamed hurriedly, tears welling up in her eyes.

Kozaburo Kikuta just wants people to stay as long as possible, so that they don't care if a woman lives or dies.

He took off his gloves and looked at his twisted fingers, his eyes showing a hint of surprise.

Emily is afraid to look for it now.

How can this finger be restored?

It can't be restored, it's actually nothing.

But Kikuta Kozaburo was worried that if it took too long, the distortion would spread, and he didn't want to become a twist like the six bodyguards.

While he was pondering, there was a sudden commotion outside.

……

"Hanbei, I once gave you a mouth, have you forgotten?"

The woman wanted to awaken a little dew to this person, but it still didn't stop Kitahara Hanbei's firm steps.

He dragged the woman outside.

The group members gathered in the backyard were said to be five or six hundred, and when they heard the movement, they all set their eyes on the door.

The woman dressed coolly, almost wearing a translucent pajama on her body.

The autumn breeze swept through her thighs, and the slightly cool feeling made goosebumps rise.

The hot body and beautiful appearance instantly attracted the attention of the men present.

The women could feel their undisguised gaze, and the expression on their faces became more and more frightened, only to feel that there was no one in front of them, but a beast.

"The team leader said, this woman is for you to enjoy, and so is the woman inside.

Hurry in and take it out. ”

Kitahara Hanbei spoke.

These words made the faces of the people present full of excitement, and instantly put aside all the dissatisfaction in their hearts, and just wanted to shout that the team leader was wise.

In this life, they were born as members of the Kikuta Group and died as ghosts of the Kikuta Group!

It's over, I'm done.

The woman's brain became blank, and she didn't understand at all, why did she encounter such an end?

A smile appeared on Kitahara's half-guard's face, and then suddenly froze, and he found a tall figure on the courtyard wall.

Dragon-headed people, a pair of red eyes were staring at them.

Kitahara half-guards hurriedly loosened the woman's hair, pulled out the matching gun at his waist, and shouted, "Don't move!" ”

This shout startled the other team members at first, and then they all looked in the direction of the muzzle of the gun, and also saw the inhuman existence standing on the wall.

"What's that?" "Monsters." "What are you doing? Get your gun! ”

With a call, they quickly pointed their guns at Qing Ze, who was standing on the wall.

Kozaburo Kikuta on the second floor was attracted by the noise, and hurriedly opened the window to look out, and saw a familiar figure on the wall, "Saint, Holy Lord?!" ”

Kitahara Hanbei raised his head and said, "Team leader, do you know this guy?" ”

"Kikuta, the only use value of Ling now is to become my food."

Aosawa interrupted the luck that rose in Kikuta's heart with merciless words, and launched all the distortions.

His eyes were slightly hot.

The man who was close to him suddenly twisted.

The crisp sound of bones twisting echoed in the backyard.

"Torotaro?!"

The person next to him looked shocked, and suddenly realized that he had become distorted.

Crack, twisted and spread among the crowd like a virus.

The people who saw this scene were so frightened that they hurriedly opened fire.

Bang, gunfire flickered in the night, as if trying to light the way to hell.

However, the normally powerful bullet lost its effect at this moment, and Kitahara Hanbei watched as the bullet became distorted three meters in front of the enemy, mixing into the distorted flow of people.

"Ahh Kitahara Hanbei let out a sharp cry, only to feel the bravery in his heart like a balloon with a hole in it.

He suddenly understood why Team Leader Kikuta had lost his sharpness.

Knowing that such a monster exists, and that there is a possibility that the monster will come to the door and take his life at any time.

Any ambition will surely be worn out.

Kitahara half-guards held their guns, but did not pull the trigger.

The woman on the ground laughed and said, "Haha, you deserve it, let's all die together!" ”

A person twisted into a twisted shape on the spot, and then his feet lifted off the ground, and then converged towards Qing Ze's claws, condensing into a meat ball the size of a ping-pong ball above, which never seemed to get bigger, and could absorb others endlessly.

In the blink of an eye, the backyards of hundreds of people had become empty.

Kitahara Hanbei dropped his gun and tried to run, but the twisted force twisted his whole body into a ball, and then absorbed it into the meat ball.

(End of chapter)