After Lin Qiye finished saying this, he smashed the walkie-talkie, gently opened his palm, and the fragments drifted away with the wind.

He had already taken out the two things on Yuzurina's body from the mouth of Hanchuan Division, if he continued to probe it, he would expose the fact that he didn't actually know anything, and after saying this, Lin Qiye could basically guess what the other side wanted to say.

It's nothing more than cruel words, or threats, Lin Qiye doesn't have time to listen to these nonsense things.

Because...... The police car has already taken to the bridge.

The sound of whistling cars mixed with shrill sirens was approaching at a rapid pace, about twenty of them, and he could even clearly hear the loudspeakers on the police cars giving out warnings, telling him to stand still and give up resistance.

Lin Qiye lowered his head, took out a Monkey King mask from his arms, and put it on his face.

He turned around by the bridge and faced the Japanese police who were speeding towards him, carrying two black boxes, and the Monkey King mask showed a hideous and fierce expression in the sun.

"Hey!!"

Mu Mu jumped to his side and climbed onto his back, like a mummy doll schoolbag, a pair of empty eyes looked curiously at the police car that gradually surrounded the two, tilting his head slightly, as if asking Lin Qiye if he wanted to kill them all.

"No need, let's go." Lin Qiye under the mask spoke lightly.

He took a step back, stepped on the edge of the bridge, carried two black boxes, and gently fell backwards in the eyes of all the Japanese police.

His figure fell to the Yamazaki Bridge, fell into the rolling river, and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, a huge black blade suddenly descended from the sky, like a skyscraper, and slashed heavily on the Yamazaki Bridge!

The bridge, which had stood on the Yodo River for decades, was easily cut off from the center by a fragile toy made of building blocks, and the many Japanese policemen gathered on the bridge deck were cut to pieces before they could react to what was happening.

The bridge collapsed, and all the surviving Japanese police and police cars fell into the rolling Yodo River, and countless debris fell into it, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

The huge blade slashed through the Yamazaki Bridge without the slightest pause, and slashed straight over the raging Yodo River, causing white spray to fly like a tsunami and crash into the streets on both sides.

Lin Qiye, who had already jumped into the Dianchuan, clearly saw the huge blade that fell through his spiritual power, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Without thinking about it, he took out two straight knives from the black box, turned around like lightning in the water to face the blade that slashed straight into the water, and laid it in front of him!

Bell ——!!

The huge blade collided with Lin Qiye's two straight knives in the water, and the terrifying kinetic energy was transmitted into Lin Qiye's body through the double knives, and his body had no fulcrum in the water, so he could only be slashed by this knife to the bottom of the river!

Mu Mu, who was attached to Lin Qiye's back, seemed to want to help, but in the water, most of its thermal weapons could not be used normally, so he could only stare at him in a hurry.

Lin Qiye carried a huge blade, and his body fell rapidly into the bottom of the Yodo River, with the terrifying power on this blade, without using the forbidden ruins, it was difficult for Lin Qiye to resist with his own physical fitness, and he quickly made a decision in his heart.

His eyes burst with a burst of magical brilliance.

Mu Mu behind him was summoned back to his original world, and at the same time, a night covered Lin Qiye's body, and in the blink of an eye, his whole person disappeared in place.

[Dark Night Flickering].

……

Ghost Fire Nightclub.

In the luxurious private room, Tsukasa Kankawa slowly pulled out the black blade in his hand from the map.

On the map of Osaka laid on the ground, at the location of the Yamazaki Bridge, a shocking knife cut pierced the surface of the map, and even the glass table under the map was smashed.

Tsukasa Kankawa put the black blade into the sheath with a blank face, picked up the champagne on the side, and sat down on the sofa again.

Mr. Jing stood aside, looked at the Yamazaki Bridge, whose map had been pierced, and asked tentatively:

"Young master, is that sword master dead?"

"Probably not." Hanchuan Tsukasa said lightly, "The sword master is not so fragile, this is just a warning I gave him......"

Mr. Jing nodded, "I will send someone to search for his traces near Yodogawa, and simultaneously track down the descendants of the Yuzuri family, and once I find their whereabouts, I will notify you as soon as possible." ”

Tsukasa Kankawa sat on the couch and nodded to Mr. Ei, who left the room.

……

Somewhere in Osaka.

In a large Japanese-style classical courtyard, a figure in a black-patterned kimono is sitting quietly cross-legged at a low table.

It was a man with gray temples, who looked to be about fifty years old, with a hideous scar on the corner of his forehead, although he closed his eyes and had a peaceful expression, there was still a domineering aura between his eyebrows, which truly explained what it meant to be not angry and self-righteous.

Opposite him, a beautiful young woman in a bright kimono was kneeling, carefully scribbling sencha.

The fragrance of Japanese tea filled the courtyard, and after a while, a light of tea was gently pushed in front of him, and then the beautiful young woman knelt quietly beside her, motionless like a statue.

The two men with gray temples opened their eyes slightly.

His name is Ken Asakura, under the command of the Black Killing Group, and the leader of the Yamamoto Group.

Different from the two major underworld families in Kanto, the black killing group is formed by the merger of separate underworld gangs, of which the leader of the black killing group is the leader of the entire black killing group, and there are more than a dozen huge underworld gangs under his command, and the Yamamoto group is one of them.

Ken Asakura is the leader of the Yamamoto Group and a senior cadre of the Black Kill Group, in Taoist terms, he is the head of the Black Kill Group, and his role is equivalent to the leader of the Osaka Group of the Black Kill Group.

In Osaka, he represents the will of the Black Kill Group.

And in the Kansai region, the will of the black killing group represents the will of the entire underworld.

"Team leader, the people who came from Hanchuan's house have made some moves again." A man came from outside the house, bowed deeply to Ken Asakura, and said.

"Say."

"They have killed several small gangs in Osaka one after another, and have taken over their industry, territory and manpower, and it seems that they want to gain a foothold here for a long time, and they just received news today that the Ghost Fire Society has also been exterminated by them."

When Ken Asakura heard this, he paused his hand holding the teacup, and a fierce killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Kanto dogs, want to run away to Kansai to spread wild?" He spoke lightly.

"But the strange thing is that today on the Yamazaki Bridge, part of the Hankawa family was killed by a mysterious person, blasting more than a dozen cars, and then a black blade fell from the sky, cutting the entire bridge into two sections, and the police also suffered many casualties......

It is suspected that it is the one from the Hanchuan family, who came in person. ”

Hearing this, Ken Asakura's face became gloomy.

The one from the Hankawa family came in person...... That's where the trouble comes in.

After hesitating for a moment, he slowly put down the cup in his hand and said, "Prepare the car, I'm going to Kyoto to ask to see the team leader." ”