Bang!

A crisp sound of the door closing, and a figure dressed in flowing clouds and feathers got out of the car unhurriedly, lowered his head and lit a cigarette for himself, and walked forward slowly.

The nearly three hundred members of the black killing group who rushed in front of the car separated to both sides at the same time, making way for him, and the moment they saw the flowing clouds and feathers, the members of the Hanchuan family seemed to think of something, and a look of shock appeared in their eyes!

He is......

The legendary myth of the underworld, the leader of the Kansai Black Killing Group?!

He actually came in person?

Shen Qingzhu held a cigarette in his mouth and walked in front of the people of the black killing group, and countless dazzling headlights behind him marked his silhouette with a layer of gold edges, because of the backlight, the people of the Hanchuan family could not see his face clearly, but those cold and majestic eyes were like torches in the dark, deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone.

A cadre of the Hanchuan family calmed down and said in a cold voice:

"Unexpectedly, the leader of the black killing team actually came to Osaka in person and rushed to the door of our Hanchuan house with people...... I don't know what you mean by this? ”

Shen Qingzhu held a cigarette in his mouth, and after the hazy smoke, his eyes looked at him lightly, without the slightest intention of talking to him.

Be quiet.

The cadre frowned, "What?" Looking at the meaning of the team leader, do you think our Hanchuan family has offended your black killing group? I'm sorry, our Hanchuan family has always done things like this, if there is really something offensive...... That's not our problem either. ”

Shen Qingzhu was still staring at him silently, and the sense of oppression in those eyes became stronger and stronger.

Behind him, Ken Asakura and Yu Imori silently pulled out their weapons.

More than 300 members of the black killing team took out their weapons at the same time, nearly a third of which were guns, and in the silent atmosphere, there was a flash of murderous intent.

The cadre was a little confused.

Isn't it normal for a gang to shout a cruel word before a fight? How do you look at the fierce and powerful appearance of this big team leader, as if he has some deep hatred with the Hanchuan family?

Didn't you just come to Osaka and take down a few small gangs? We didn't take a shot at your black killing team?!

And...... Where did this black killing team get so many guns?!

Not only are there twice as many people as them, but there are so many weapons, if you really fight, your side will have to suffer heavy casualties!

"Big team leader, come to your territory to do things without saying hello, we may indeed be at fault, but we have never provoked your black killing team, if you have anything to say, we can say it slowly, I think there should be some misunderstanding between us......" The cadre swallowed his saliva, and cold sweat began to break out on his back.

Shen Qingzhu held the cigarette in his hand, glanced at him lightly, casually dropped the cigarette butt under his feet, and stepped on it hard.

What kind of bird language does this kid speak?

"Kurus!" (Kill!) ）

Shen Qingzhu's voice fell, and the members of the black killing group behind him directly boiled, those who had guns directly raised their guns, and those who did not have guns carried machetes and sticks, and directly rushed to the faces of the members of the Hanchuan family to greet them!

Gunshots, shouts, wails, one after another in the dead streets, the two teams of men and horses scuffled together, and the scene suddenly became a mess!

……

Upstairs at the Ghost Fire Nightclub.

Tsukasa Kankawa looked down at the scuffle below, his brows furrowed.

"Black Kill Group...... Why did you rush over at this time? He muttered to himself.

"Young master, our numbers and equipment are far inferior to the Black Killing Group, if we continue to fight like this, we will definitely suffer heavy losses." Beside him, another cadre of the Hanchuan family spoke a little anxiously, "What should we do?" ”

Tsukasa Kankawa groaned.

There weren't many people he brought from Tokyo, and the members of those small gangs he recruited after coming to Osaka were even more powerful, and coupled with the suppression of weapons, such a group of people couldn't be the opponent of the Black Kill Group.

However, he didn't really care.

He came all the way from Tokyo to Osaka, but he didn't fight for territory with the black killing group, his target was only the royal blood of Yuzu Heizhe and the two calamity knives, and it was not a big deal for these fools below to die all of them......

It's just that there are fewer people, and some things are more troublesome to do.

"Mr. Jing went to catch Yuzuri Kurotsu's daughter? Did you get it? Tsukasa Kankawa asked, turning his head.

The cadre shook his head, "I don't know...... A few minutes ago, Mr. Jing's men who brought him to arrest people lost contact with us, and there is no news of them, so I don't know where they are now......"

"This bunch of garbage." Tsukasa Kankawa said coldly.

Seeing that the manpower of the Hanchuan family below was rapidly reduced, and they were completely pressed and beaten by the people of the black killing group, showing an absolute decline, Hanchuan Division's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

He placed his palm on the [black rope] around his waist.

If he doesn't have the necessary moment, he doesn't actually want to use the Disaster Knife, he himself is a [Fierce Ghost] level prisoner in the eyes of the oracle envoy, if the power of the Disaster Knife is completely released, it will be easy to attract the attention of the [Pure Land], if the other party sends an oracle envoy to check the situation, then his situation will be passive......

However, it should be enough to sweep away these ordinary people below, and there is a high probability that it will not be detected by the [Pure Land].

He was about to draw his knife when the window on one side of the room suddenly burst open, and Tsukasa Kankawa turned his head sharply, and saw a missile with a long tail of flames slashing through the air and crashing directly into his front door.

Tsukasa Kankawa's pupils suddenly contracted!

Boom ——!!!

An earth-shattering explosion erupted from the nightclub, and all the surrounding houses of nearly 300 meters were involved in a sea of fire, but fortunately, the surrounding buildings were also the territory of the Hankawa family, and did not affect innocent residents.

The loud sound of this explosion directly swept through half of Osaka, and all the members of the Hanchuan family and the black killing team who were fighting on the street in front of them were stunned, and the people of the Hanchuan family looked back at the stronghold that had been razed to the ground, and they were stunned in place.

What kind of explosion is so powerful?

Fighter planes flew over?!

Someone looked up at the sky, there was a dead silence under the night sky, there was no trace of fighter jets at all.

"Kill them!" Ken Asakura was a little stunned when he saw that the people in the Hanchuan family were a little dazed, and he immediately shouted!

All the members of the black killing group roared, their morale skyrocketed, and the already dominant situation suddenly turned into a one-sided crush, and those shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Hanchuan family were completely chaotic and fled in all directions.

The flames burned violently, and thick smoke rose into the sky.

On a tall building hundreds of meters away from the explosion site, two figures wearing floral yukata and holding red umbrellas were quietly watching the scene.

Amamiya Qinghui couldn't help but turn his head and looked at Lin Qiye on the side and Mu Mu lying on his back, with a hellish expression.

"What's that?"

"Oh, that's fighter jet-mounted heavy missiles stored in military bases." Lin Qiye said lightly, "The power is a little greater than I imagined......"