"It's not good, such a big spar, you have to hold it in your arms with both hands, I don't dazzle, ah, Yamamoto."

"No, no, it's just that big, we're not dreaming, we're going to be rich after we get this hedrome."

Yamamoto slapped himself to make sure that he was not wandering in a dream, and his face, which had not yet been swollen in the carriage, was even more ruddy by this slap.

The gentle and elegant temperament of the geologist is gone at this moment, only his eyes are red, and his body is full of boiling blood.

"Drop the gem!"

The 'geologists' shouted, and the hungry tigers pounced on their food.

Both of them are people with a bit of muscle in their bodies, and they are not easy to provoke at first glance.

One left and one right, forming an angle, blocking the entire space tightly, and if you don't agree, you will start fighting.

The two people dragging the suitcase were not ambiguous, looked at each other and threw down the box, and then also put on a confrontational posture.

With a calm posture and a more contoured muscle, he is a serious trained person.

"You're still trying to take the food."

Just kidding, these two people are non-professional gangsters at first glance, if they are scared away by these cats and dogs, it will be ridiculous, this is a big business of hundreds of millions, give up when you are scared, and simply pour cement yourself and jump into Tokyo Bay!

"This is our business, you two are going to rob it directly?"

"Your business? I know his hedron didn't come from the right way. ”

There is no right or wrong way to come from this chaotic grey market, and the commonly used ethics are used here as a joke.

"I'm going to ......," the agent hugged his backpack and took a step back in fright, "why are you going to fight." ”

Where has he ever seen this kind of scene, the last time he fought with others was when he was in elementary school, in front of the little girls, he could still be majestic and pretending to be majestic, seeing that the two sides were going to scuffle together, it was not to go up and fight, nor to escape.

Seeing the surprised Ishizaka Yoyoko on the other side, the agent sighed: "Tsk." ”

Forget it, no matter these four guys, there is no shortage of buyers for the spar anyway, and these two groups of them have nothing to do with themselves. In thought, the agent stepped backwards, waiting until they had a fist-punched scuffle before leaving.

The two sides were on the verge of breaking out, and seeing that the agent was about to escape, Yamamoto rushed forward with a yell.

The two professionals on the opposite side were also unambiguous and stepped forward to meet them.

"Hold me back, and you will all die for me."

Yamamoto's eyes were red, this money was too important to him, it was the last chance for Salted Fish to turn over.

"Ahh

Knife, the ruthless Yamamoto had to take out the knife from his arms.

It looks like a scabbard of a small handicraft on the outside, but on the inside it has a 20-centimeter cold blade.

Kaifeng's knife was hidden in his arms, and he waited until he was half a meter close to the opponent before immediately rushing forward, quiet as a virgin and moving like the wind.

"Knives?!"

Next to it is the police station and the government office, and the island country is not an African country without a government, and it can maintain a population of more than 100 million without chaos, and even become a developed country, which has proven that its government organization is effective in modern society, no matter how gentle and elegant the violent agencies are on television, this kind appearance is also because it is not enough to need a thunderbolt.

To put it mildly, it is to arrest criminals who dare to hurt people with knives in public, such as the conflict at the Dongfeng intersection back then, and the police force dispatched was more than 5,000 people, although it was ...... Narita Airport is still not allowed to take off or land at night.

It can be said that except for the mentally stimulated guys, no one will blatantly commit murder next to the police station in broad daylight, but Yamamoto, an outlaw, went directly into the arms of the other party and stabbed upwards with a knife in both hands.

Professional fighters have a numb scalp when facing sharp weapons, and they have to run away when they are faced with three people holding weapons, and when they see the knives stabbed by Yamamoto, the heads of the people who buy the hedrons are buzzing.

This guy is crazy, is he going to die?

What are you kidding, is his head different from ordinary people, and his nature changes after using weapons.

"Poof!"

The knife entered through the jaw of the throat and came out of the cheek sideways.

The accuracy of this knife surprised Yamamoto, was it better to stab himself, or did the other party catch it well?

After the surprise, his face was again filled with a ruthless expression, with blood and records in his hands, and the ruthlessness revealed on his body was even stronger.

"Are you crazy?"

"How can you kill people here, next to the police station!"

The companions who were scuffling with each other next to him were dumbfounded, and their lips were trembling.

Although the two are not good people, they have also done many illegal things when they helped others lend money in Tokyo, such as breaking in, beating, forcing the sale of silver, selling insurance, and abducting people to Lucia.

But in broad daylight, killing people next to the police station and police station, Yakuza, ten years after the war, was so mad.

"You don't want to break the law!"

"Poof!"

Yamamoto didn't say a word, walked quickly behind the other man, raised his knife and stabbed it cleanly into the neck.

"What are you afraid of, if you are caught, the most you can do is to squat in prison for a few years, kill one or two people, you can't be sentenced to death, and you can come out in middle age with a good attitude."

"But if it happens, we can take the money and go to a foreign country, the sky is high and the birds can fly, and the sea is wide and the fish can leap ......" Yamamoto drew his knife and looked at the night and the agent next to him with a hideous face.

"Then rotten people like us will just turn over."

The corpses on the ground stared, how could they never have imagined that there would be outlaws who would dare to kill them, how could this be possible, this is not logical.

Plop plop.

The sound of a violent heartbeat filled the cramped space, and Yeyazi's head became a mess.

It wasn't supposed to be a happy trip to Tokyo, but at most it was accidentally forgetting the spar in Akita, which was just a trivial episode on the way, why did a happy thing become like this?

"Dead ...... Dead man......"

Just as she was about to scream, the 'geologist' next to her directly covered Yeyezi's mouth: "Okay! Yamamoto, we're going to fight this time...... That guy is going to run, chase after him! ”

"Don't let him run away with the hedron!"

"Woo woo woo !!"

The strength of the rough hand is so strong that it is clear that he wants to kill Yeyezi on the spot.

"Got it."

The sound of the urn answered angrily, and Yamamoto ran to the agent, holding the knife, he was full of murderous intent, like a tall butcher.

"Made."

The agent scolded, what he was most worried about happened, these guys for money are really crazy, fortunately he still has a backhand, and the tool cart is parked behind the alley.

Holding two or three kilograms of spar, the agent's movement was slightly affected, and the Yamamoto behind him was an outlaw, who had also been a thug in the extreme, and his physical fitness was a cut stronger than that of the agent.

Affected by the Bone Girl Incident, the yakuza organizations in Tokyo and the surrounding areas have been purged, and most of the members have been laid off and re-employed in the society.

Either go to the warehouse as a warehouse manager, or work in a gas station, if you want to be more sad, you can be more sad, when you are a member of the club, although you don't have much money, but you have a tattoo on your body, and then report that you are in such and such an organization, it will immediately make ordinary people tremble, so as to get spiritual joy.

"Want to run?"

Seeing that the agent's hand was about to touch the car door, Yamamoto sneered, took out a knife and threw it at the agent.

"Whoosh!"

The accuracy of the knife is not very good, and it needs to be offset by half a meter to hit the agent, but the flying knife aimed at the earth still makes the economic man a second or two late, and Yamamoto, who is close behind, stretches out his arms and kills forward fiercely.

"Phew!"

The tip of the knife hit the car door, and a long crack was scratched, and if it hit the agent's vital point, it would be another life.

But it also grazed the bones of his shoulder, hooking up blood and some broken bones, and the wound was shocking.

"Ahh

The agent screamed, and the hedron backpack in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and Yamamoto's eyes twitched, if this idiot broke the hedron...... It's better, the market is now in short supply, and the very fast spar is the only one, and if it really falls out of some corners, it can also sell many goods.

"Hey! It's finally here. ”

Yamamoto stabbed the agent in the thigh with a cruel knife, and even stared at the handle of the knife with his knee, and Saigen sank into the flesh.

"Ahh............h

Another punch hit the agent's mouth, and the swollen mouth was difficult to even speak, let alone a scream that everyone around him could hear.

Yamamoto pulled out the knife and smiled on his face, as long as this eye-catching guy was dealt with and then disposed of - even if it could only be hidden for two days, it was enough for the Yamamoto and the two to take the money and run away to a foreign country.

"Boom."

When Yamamoto was half-kneeling on the ground, full of ritual and preparing to kill, footsteps sounded at the corner of the path next to him.

A little girl in red shoes stood stunned, her eyes staring at the blood on the ground.

He still has half-drunk mineral water in his hand, and there is sweat on his forehead.

It's just a little kid about nine or ten years old, not to mention that he is lean and malnourished, but he is just a little bean and a little chick.

The person who came was a child, Yamamoto

"Kid, I'm really embarrassed to be seen by you."

With blood on his hands, the black-eating Yamamoto grinned, and he held a knife behind his back: "Can you go to the back and help my uncle pick up the red balloon." ”

There is no red balloon in the back, it is just the bad taste of this big man before the execution.

Today he has killed the red eye, completely killed the red eye.

Two people have already been killed, and it makes no difference if a third person is killed, there is no turning back anyway.

Sanchiko is young, her head is not stupid, she sweats on her forehead, and reaches into her arms.

How can I encounter these messy things at a young age, but I have already experienced a life and death crisis, although the three thousand sons are young, their courage is not bad.

"Child, you are disobedient, do you want to make a phone call when you put your hand in your arms? Useless, useless. ”

"Uncle will kill you in three seconds, never half a second."

The strong man slaughtered the three thousand sons like a hungry tiger, and he could do anything for money.

After doing this order and getting the money, he emigrated abroad, and the money given by the owner behind him was a big sum that he couldn't save for a lifetime, and this pink spar was definitely an unprecedented good product.

Anyway, for rentiers, human life is worth a few more days, and if every person killed can give them one more day to live, there are not enough people in black Africa to slaughter.

"Sister Angel bless me!"

Sanchiko grabbed the thing in his arms and threw it forward, but it was just a ball of paper, a dying counterattack of the child in desperation, and the effect was zero.

smiled contemptuously, the big man grabbed the paper ball indifferently, he didn't want to kill him, but if he didn't kill him, who would pity him.

The white paper ball smashed weakly towards Yamamoto, if this kind of small thing could kill people, the human species would have been eliminated on the earth long ago.

Yamamoto's palm holding the paper ball was like a cancer cell proliferating, but it was extremely fast, first the skin, then the flesh, and the bones, expanding and exploding, scattering and splashing, and even the whole person was in the range of a violent explosion.

"Boom!!"

The smile freezes instantly, then twists, takes off, and then snaps against the wall, all in one go, and the accompaniment and the audience are all kinds of blood.

A small directional grenade, and Michiko, who was standing behind the paper ball, was only splashed with blood.

"Smack."

Looking at the big man who was already in a different place, the agent who had been stabbed at the base of his thigh trembled all over, blood sprinkled on his face, and his clothes were stained red with blood.

The smell of blood fills every molecule in the air, and the exterior of the tool cart is sprayed with body paint, and all that is caused by a small blank sheet of paper.

It's a blank slate, and the agent's vertigo-brained brain can only make this judgment in the end.

A blank note exploded, and then caused the bloody situation it is today, which is not scientific, but it is magical.

The agent twitched his lips, like a sieve, his short hair was trembling, and he didn't even realize the sharp pain coming from his body.

There were a few blood flowers blooming on the outer wall of the mineral water bottle held by Sanqianzi in her hand, and she was silent with the bottle cap in this way, full of intimidation.

Hanako in the toilet, a killer on a rainy night.

Silence is the best murderous spirit, and silence is the best horror, which frightens people to the point of being terrified.

"Oni, Oni, ghost, ghost."

The agent howled hard, his eyes widened, and his vocal cords flew out of his throat.

"Ghost, ghost!"

Hell, hell in broad daylight, why is there such a monster in a small city, why is that guy going to attack the monster, is this not wanting to live, he is already dead.

The agent was confused, and he moved backwards, the ground seemed to be lubricated, and he staggered to his feet and fled, falling to the ground several times, and finally using all four legs to become a reptile.

Blood kept flowing from the wounds on his body, and a small river gathered on the ground, red, stinking, and full of filth.

If you show your back to others like this, you will definitely die in the movie.

But Sanchiko is not a character in the movie, and he doesn't have a hard heart, not to mention an agent who has been scared, Sanchiko is now frightened a lot more than an agent.

Rao has already seen the death of others and experienced extraordinary battles, but it is the first time that someone has exploded in front of him like this.

Besides, he still killed it with his own hands, that is, he simply threw out the self-defense items that Sister Angel handed over to him.

didn't spit it out on the spot, it was already three thousand sons with a good will.

She was so frightened that she lost consciousness, and she didn't have the strength to scream.

"It's over, I'm not going to jail."

"But Sister Angel didn't go to jail after killing so many people."

"And." Sanchizi's small mouth moved, "I'm still a child, a minor." ”