With the steady progress of the KOF competition, all parties have begun to move.

The storm looms over the city, accompanied by the frenzy of the people's grand bar, enveloping the world.

Some forces want to join in on the big carnival and get a piece of the pie.

Reputation, rights, status.

The benefits of the KOF contest are not only the cash prizes on the surface, but the most important thing is always to be famous all over the world, and stepping on people is one of the important driving forces to participate in the competition.

With fame, what comes with it will roll in.

The purpose of a pure martial artist is not pure, and even if the martial arts climb up, it is also a manifestation of one's own desires.

It's hard to put into words the benefits.

If you want a woman, come and participate in the KOF contest.

If you want to be famous, let's participate in the KOF contest.

If you want money, come and participate in the KOF contest.

If you want status, let's participate in the KOF contest.

This is a contest full of temptation and charm.

ignites the genetic information carried in each person's body.

Violence factor.

Whatever you're looking for, you'll always find what you're looking for in this event.

Good and evil, revenge and revenge, arrogance and humility, whether it is the joy of fire or the displeasure of fire, etc...

Complex and intense feelings gush out of everyone's heart, converge and entangle, converge into a storm of emotions, and constantly collide and collide, in which fragile beliefs and consciousness have no possibility of survival.

This is not a child's play, nor is it a WWE to entertain the public, and it is not a naked underground black boxing ring.

This is a dark abyss hidden beneath the surface of a calm, turbulent sea.

Under the dark night, the sparks of the city are prosperous, and the splendor hides the disgusting ugliness.

Click.

The arrogant red-haired man pinched the armed attacker's neck as easily as if he were pinching a chicken.

Like a cloth bag, the body hung softly in the air, convulsed and swayed, suffocated, death was silently approaching, and all around, all over the place, all over the place, armed fighters.

"It's a different person, An." The laser lights in the bar were flying wildly, and the clever guests were screaming and running away as the attack began, and the police should have arrived before long.

Although it is said that the police in Japan are waste.

Even the yakuza can walk the streets in the open.

The tall blond woman still instructed, "Stop playing, you shouldn't be able to ask anything." ”

The man turned to look at the woman and said, "Woman, you should know something." As he spoke, his hand had already broken the other party's fragile neck.

"Isn't it natural for an unpopular guy like us to be targeted?" The tall blond woman said, "I'm also wondering why, these annoying guys seem to belong to a different faction, and it's the third batch to come." ”

"It doesn't matter who he is! He's dead! Violently saying words to vent his unhappiness, the pale purple flames suddenly erupted, and the person in his hand turned into a purple fireball in an instant.

It's just that the personnel of the ordinary combat forces who have been brainwashed and controlled are absolutely incapable of resisting the burning of this flame.

"Chop!" With a cold low curse, the man threw away the fireball, and in the gray mist and purple sparks floating all over the field, the man's gloomy and fierce eyes were revealed, and the flames swam and devoured everything in the bar.

Destroy corpses and destroy criminal evidence.

Since there is no money to pay, let the sufferer find no one.

It's simple logic, isn't it.

Do I look like a good bully!?

Such doubts couldn't help but swirl in the man's mind.

As if seeing through the man's thoughts, the tall blonde woman smiled evilly: "After all, you are a nasty guy who has no one to meddle when you die..."

This guy is not just a woman but also a teammate, and he can't fight now.

With a cold snort and an awkward turn, the man took the lead in leaving the scene of the crime.

Cute...

The corners of the woman's mouth curled up and caught up with the man's figure.

At night, such a violent scene also took place in another place in Tokyo.

In the wave of jumping off the building and going bankrupt, some factories lost their owners, and in the following days became more and more dilapidated, desolate and old, it was an ideal hidden battlefield and a gathering place for thugs.

There is not even a territory, and the unscrupulous syndicates who do not enter the stream regard it as a paradise.

For example, the Rambers.

It is divided into the martial and civil riots.

Most of them are social people (social animals), have stable jobs, stable economic resources, and most of them are single, have a special hobby and a certain degree of specialization in motorcycles, and are characterized by the fact that the vehicles equipped are public upgraded sports cars.

Or in other words, Howe.

As well as playing with life.

Not for fame or profit, just to release the pressure of work and simply play with life.

For example, Chizuru is a cultural violence, and a car is operated normally for tens of millions of dollars, and it is skilled to ensure that it can ensure safety in the event of an accident.

In the ordinary riot, on weekdays, work diligently, polite, at night, through the pleasure of speeding up and killing high-end cars to release the pressure, neither aggressive nor harmful, will not disturb the normal social order, but if there is no accident, it is just an accident, and an accident is a car crash and death.

In order to avoid large-scale traffic accidents, even civil violence needs such a secluded place of death.

The violent force, there are many hooligans, also known as the bombing party, rock music noise and loudspeakers are its standard configuration, special attack suits are its characteristics, and finally it is modified, the appearance of the locomotive is extremely eye-catching, generally some young people around 20 years old, often because of the fight for such a territory with other armed forces have physical conflicts.

In fact, they don't have much interest in the motorcycle itself, and they don't care about the fact that they are going to die of a literary violence, they just show their character through this carrier.

At this time, it is bustling with activity, with loudspeakers constantly making noise, and the team flag representing the symbol of the mob clan waving fiercely in the night wind, and an underground race that is not organized by the KOF organizers is slowly unfolding here.

There are no rules, no time limit, no matter life or death, no matter the number of people.

And the strange thing is that the boys and girls of the rampant clan with blue noses and swollen faces are looking at the two sides of the fight in horror at this time, silent.

Did something happen.

Bad luck.

The two groups of militants suddenly arrived at their territory, and couldn't help but put down the mob boys and girls who were having a barbecue party, and then began a silent confrontation, tacitly disarming the firepower, and setting up a ring under the high-power chandelier in the center of the factory.

A posture of not wanting to shoot a gun, speaking with a fist.

The whole thing reveals an alternative weirdness from beginning to end.

It's really confusing.

The leaders of both sides are impressive women.

The three of them were even, and at this time, they were staring at each other coldly.

"I don't care who you are or what organization you come from, the target Yagami is our prey." It was a black woman with an exaggerated ponytail, curly, fluffy hair, and a blue gown.

Surrounded by a high-tech female robot with a mechanical appearance.

and a more exaggerated white woman with silver-white hair and horned hair curled downwards, wearing a scarlet coat.

Diana, a senior cadre of the sound nest, Foxy, a senior cadre, and Cade, a nanny-type robot.

As for the subordinates wearing standard combat uniforms, they are the crystallization of Sound Nest's scientific research, and the mass-produced martial arts cosmetic suit strengthens the clone android.

On the other side, three beautiful young ladies in combat tights, with expressionless machine faces throughout the whole process, heard this, and the leader said as cold as a puppet: "December Guards, code name Killer Bee, Your Excellency, the general asked, is your organization ready for war?" ”

This is the Shadow Organization.

Coincidentally, the subordinates behind him are also the crystallization of Shadow Luo's scientific research, and the mass-produced biochemical weapons are strengthened and transformed into androids.

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was no politeness to speak of.

Completely collapsed.

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