Just when Luo Haoran and Song Jingang magically changed their clothes, mixed in with the panicked and fleeing audience, and slipped away in a dignified manner under the noses of the police, five hundred meters behind them, a violent explosion came, and the rolling air wave accompanied by a huge sound swept across the entire block in an instant. The scorching heat made it almost as if the air had been ignited.

A police car was violently thrown into the air by the air wave, and the volley spun several times and smashed to the ground, and then the leaked fuel was ignited, igniting a skyrocketing fire.

The whole street was suddenly in chaos, and the red men and green women let out piercing screams and rushed through the streets.

"Request for support, request for support......" Sensing that the police were cowering on the ground and looking around in panic, listening to the panicked cries for help in the radio monitoring channel, Song Jingang and Luo Haoran glanced at each other, mixed in the chaotic crowd, and disappeared according to the predetermined route.

"What a waste of ammunition......" In the air, Luo Haoran's dissatisfied voice was faintly heard.

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At the same time that Song Jingang and Luo Haoran launched an attack in Kabukiza, Bei Shiliang and Lang Tianyu also came to a nightclub.

According to the information provided by Li Yongzheng, this is one of the largest nightclubs in Kyoto, and it is also the head office of the nightclub entertainment group under the Jiaolong Club, which not only arranges a large number of community members to work as waiters, tuners, security guards, etc., but also makes it an important channel for Jiaolong Club to launder money.

Unlike the Kabukiza of Inagikai, this nightclub, which is five chome away, is obviously not open during the day, and the golden hall at night is now a little dimly lit, and there are no gentle and professional waitresses at the door to greet the guests, only a few men in black suits with full faces and meaty faces, who are by no means kind people, wearing large badges unique to the Jiaolongkai on their chests, sitting boredly on the recliners, lazily staring at the crowd coming and going outside the store.

But these black-clothed men still looked well-trained, Lang Tianyu and Bei Shiliang had just walked into the hall, and a big man found that the two guys who came in were sturdy, not like civilians, and walked straight forward, scolding in their mouths: "You guys, what are you doing, it's not open here!" ”

As he spoke, he reached out and pushed Bei Shiliang's chest.

Bei Shiliang seemed to be timid and took a step back, bowed deeply, and said respectfully: "I'm sorry boss, we're not here to consume, we're here to give gifts." ”

The big man stopped strangely, looked Bei Shiliang up and down, glanced at Lang Tianyu again, and asked, "Give a gift?" Who are you and what gifts do you give? ”

"I heard that your association Fujiyama-sama Ken-sama was released from prison today," Bei Shiliang suddenly laughed evilly, "We, the chairman of the Inagakai Kazuo Inagawa, specially asked us to bring his greetings. ”

When the big man heard Bei Shiliang's previous words, his face softened slightly, obviously the other party was very satisfied with President Fujiyama's attitude, and nodded arrogantly, but then his face changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "What are you talking about, Daojiahui?" You ......"

His words never had a chance to finish, "bang", a bullet chiseled into his eyebrows like lightning, and the powerful kinetic energy of the nine-millimeter caliber bullet caused the big man's head to fall back sharply, and he fell to the ground with a thud, until he died, his face was in disbelief, his eyes were round, and he couldn't look at death.

"Bang bang", the two 98F pistols fired continuously, and they actually played a rhythm like automatic rifle shooting, and the hall was full of wails.

The fierce gunfire woke up the guards and members of the Jiaolong Society who were resting.

"Someone is making trouble!" They were shocked by reality, and then angry, someone actually broke ground on Tai Sui's head? Raiding one of the most important strongholds of the Jiaolong Society?

What followed was a strong disdain, daring to do it here, tired of it? Hundreds of people rush out, scaring you to death!

But the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

The Yakuza who had just opened their sleepy eyes, put on their clothes and picked up their guns and rushed out of the room, encountered a merciless blow that they had never seen in their lives.

Although the bullet is a little less powerful, and is scolded as a "girl gun" by the firepower maniac of the dark cloud, the MP9 is indeed powerful in strafing, more than 1,000 shots per minute are resounding, and the unique fire dragon-like muzzle flame illuminates the dimly lit hall with white light. But in such a strafing fire, the bullet was as if it had eyes, and the bullet bit the flesh, and there were definitely no more than two bullets on each Yakuza who rushed out of the door! Moreover, except for their chests and eyebrows, not a single bullet was fired anywhere else!

And a large group of Yakuza bullets, not a single one hit the opponent. The two figures split into two paths, their bodies like ghosts, walking around the hall with strange and rapid steps, ghostly as they roamed the hall, MP9 spraying tongues of fire all the time, and the Yakuza fell to the ground one after another in the midst of screams.

In less than a minute, the halls, doors, and windows were littered with the corpses of the Yakuzas.

The Yakuza finally became frightened, and did not dare to rush forward blindly, so they looked for cover one after another, hiding under the corners of the walls, behind the pillars, waiting for an opportunity to fight back.

But this did not save their fate, two murderous killers who don't know where they came from, as if they had a third eye, no matter where they were hiding, they were always found at the first time, no matter how fast they pulled out their guns, the other party's bullets always drilled into their heads and chests before they pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" The 98F raised hand of Bei Shiliang's left hand was a shot, and a cat was secretly looking for a hidden guy with a bloody flower on his head.

"Dada!" The MP9 in Lang Tianyu's right hand hit a double combo, a guy who was hiding behind the pillar and stretched out his hand to shoot indiscriminately was shot in the wrist, his body involuntarily leaned forward, and before he could react from the severe pain, a 9mm caliber bullet drilled into his left temple, swirled several times in the skull, and plasma burst out everywhere.

"It's time! Remove! Lang Tianyu snorted softly, and Bei Shiliang's right hand MP9 quickly shook his back on his shoulder, and took out two smoke bombs from his arms and ran out, the pungent smell and steaming smoke enveloped the entire hall in an instant.

A few minutes later, the smoke cleared, and the few surviving members of the Jiaolong Society got up with palpitations, and there was a mess in front of them, and the corpses of their companions were scattered everywhere, bright red with a hint of black blood plasma, and a thick layer slowly flowing on the ground.

And those two killing gods have disappeared......