Cyber Daming

The heavy rain pounded the roof, making a rumbling sound.

In the dim light, many bodies with missing arms and legs could be seen hanging from the ceiling.

The night wind blew by, and these damaged naked bodies swayed from side to side, like white flags that summoned souls. They were all white and terrifying.

This is a long-abandoned android assembly factory located in the corner of the Chicken and Goose District.

On weekdays, this place is inaccessible, even the beggars scavenging would not visit, but at this moment, there are constant dull beating sounds.

Rukawatan, one of the "Top Ten Nobles" in the Japanese gangster sword ceremony, was shirtless at the moment, and two rusty iron hooks penetrated his pipa bones, hanging him in the air.

Two Baijiebing Type 3 military prostheses produced by Tianfu Heavy Industry Group were tightly locked by iron chains as thick as the wrists and could not move.

There was a burly man in black standing on the left and right holding an iron rod, beating his body in turn.

Hitting someone consumes more energy than being beaten.

Just a few minutes later, the two men in muddy water robes who were responsible for the attack were already covered in sweat, and they looked a little weak even when the iron rods in their hands fell.

"This fucking Japanese pirate can really resist. He fought for so long without even making a sound."

"He wouldn't have fainted a long time ago, right? Master Ding's order is just for us to teach him a lesson, so he won't be beaten to death by us soon."

Just when several Muddy Water Robe brothers were in shock and confusion, a weak but arrogant voice sounded.

"Oh hey, oh hey! Are you massaging me with this little strength?"

Everyone looked at the source of the sound with horrified expressions, only to see a drooping head suddenly raised, throwing away its disheveled hair, revealing a domineering face.

A slender titanium wire passed across the towering bridge of the nose, dividing the entire face into upper and lower parts, adding a bit of evil charm to the beauty.

This face is placed in the Cowherd Shop in the Chicken and Goose District, and it is also at the level of an oiran.

"You useless people, come on, keep coming!" Rukawa Tan spat out blood-stained spit with disdain.

"How dare you, the little Japanese pirate, act mischievously!"

A man in Muddy Waters robe was instantly furious. He raised his iron rod and was about to beat this handsome face into a pulp.

At this moment, a loud "Peng" sound suddenly came from the direction of the warehouse door.

Everyone turned around suddenly and saw that the warehouse door was kicked open and Li Jun, covered in rain stains, strode in.

A long straight-edged knife was dragged in his hand, the tip of the knife touched the ground, making an unpleasant sizzling sound.

"Brother Jun."

"Brother Jun."

Li Jun ignored the hunched-over Pao Ge and his younger brothers around him. He was as fierce as a tiger emerging from a coffin, and silently walked to Ruchuan Tan.

Liu Chuantan looked at Li Jun who was standing in front of him and sneered: "Finally you are willing to show your face? Lead people to attack the site of my Sword Sacrifice Association, Li Jun?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a cold light falling.

Phew!

Li Jun swung his sword like a guillotine and cut off Ruchuantan's left arm at the root.

Then the straight knife was turned in the palm, changing from an upright grip to an underhand grip. With a quick flick, another severed arm was thrown into the air.

In an instant, all of Rukawatan's proud arms were cut off, leaving only a bare torso shaking back and forth.

Milky white bionic blood and black hydraulic oil sprayed out from the mirror-smooth gap, and the metal wire bundles soaked in the liquid and short-circuited exploded into blue arcs.

The chains shook and made a clattering sound.

The bone-eroding pain caused Rukawatan's body to twitch violently, and he let out a beast-like growl from his clenched teeth.

Li Jun raised Rukawa Tan's chin with the tip of the knife and said coldly: "If Lord Ding hadn't ordered you to live, I would have chopped you off in Kabukicho! Do you still have a chance to make you mad?"

The corners of Ruchuantan's eyes cracked, his face was twisted and ferocious, and he roared angrily: "Li Jun, the Sacrifice Sword Association will never let you go!"

Li Jun sneered, "Okay, if Hu Zhong wants to avenge you, let him come to Jiulong Street. I will take three thousand muddy water robe brothers to welcome him! I'm afraid he won't have the courage!"

"It's you who started the war this time, and you will definitely pay the price in blood!"

Snapped!

A clear and loud slap was slapped on Rukawa Tan's face. The force was so strong that even the titanium wire embedded in his face was cut off.

Li Jun pointed to the jungle of flesh and blood above his head and said sternly: "If you continue to tell me such nonsense, do you believe that I will replace your lower body with a woman's?"

Rukawa frankly couldn't help but look up at the ceiling after hearing this. The densely packed bionic remains were swaying in the cold wind, colliding with each other and making snapping sounds.

A chill ran from his tailbone to the top of his head. Rukawa Tan finally showed fear and murmured: "No, never."

The surrounding Muddy Waters Pao brothers laughed when they saw this and mocked:

"I thought the 'Ten Nobles' of the Sacrificial Sword Society were some powerful characters, but they turned out to be just a bunch of weaklings."

"Of course, don't you look at who takes action this time. Brother Jun is the fifth red flag brother who is the best in our Pao Brother Association. It's not easy to take care of a small Rukawatan."

Li Jun patted the side of the Japanese pirate's face with the blade of his sword and said coldly:

"Master Ding asked me to give it to you, and the sacrificial knife on your back will have a message. Although Zhao Dou is incompetent, his identity is not something that anyone can use as a stepping stone."

"Let your eyes be brighter from now on, otherwise the next time I go into Sinmin Street, I won't be as simple as chopping off both of your hands. Do you understand?"

The humiliated Liuchuan lowered his head, lowered his head to hide the resentment in his eyes, and squeezed out one word from between his teeth: "Understood."

"As long as you understand, let him sign."

Brother Pao on the side immediately handed a tablet to Rukawa Tan, held his mouth and signed the transfer contract with his tongue.

As the tablet made a soft beeping sound, all three venues that Rukawa Tan had snatched were transferred back to Zhao Dou's name.

The place had been taken back. As for whether the prince who couldn't help him could hold it securely, that was not Li Jun's concern.

Li Jun shook off the rainwater on his body and was about to call his men to retreat when he saw his younger brother who had been placed on guard outside rushing in in a panic.

"Brother Jun, people from the Sword Festival Guild are here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the surrounding Mushui Pao brothers changed drastically, and they couldn't help but exclaimed: "How did these dwarfs come so fast?!"

"Damn it, no need to ask, our location must have been missed!"

When he heard that the people from the Sword Sacrifice Association were chasing him, the eyes of Rukawa Tan, who was already half-dead, shone brightly again, and he roared ferociously:

"Hahahahaha, you idiots Akito, you want to leave alive after provoking the Sacrificial Sword Society? Let me go quickly, otherwise"

boom!

A burst of gunfire echoed in the warehouse, and the sky above Rukawa Tan's neck was empty, and his entire head was blown into pieces by a single shot.

Li Jun's expression was indifferent, and the Wei Wuzu Type 4 pistol held in his left hand still exuded the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke.

A man standing close touched the blood on his face with a dull look on his face, his pupils trembling continuously.

This is a hostage, brother, why do you want to kill him?

"If that group of lunatics would throw a bullet just because of a hostage, they wouldn't be a sacrificial sword guild! Please turn on the insurance and prepare to take action!"

Li Jun seemed to have guessed what they were thinking and shouted sharply.

At the same time, his mind was also focused on a line of small fonts slowly emerging on his retina.

[Get 20 mastery points]

This is not a built-in visual device, but a martial arts mastery panel that came into this world with him.

[Sequence]: None

[Martial Arts]: Single Sword Sword Selection (Mid-9th Grade 33/100)

[Shen Technique]: Bagua Wandering Step (9th-grade early stage 12/100)

[Physical training]: Iron cloth shirt (85/100 at the beginning of ninth level)

[Internal Strength]: Martial Art (Mid-9th Grade 20/100)

As one of the "Ten Nobles" of the Sword Sacrifice Association, Ruchuantan provided Li Jun with a full 20 mastery points.

After adding all these mastery points to the [Iron Cloth Shirt], Li Jun's skin tone suddenly became a bit whiter, and the strengthened skin looked smooth and tough.

After making preparations, Li Jun glanced at the faces of everyone around him with his cold eyes.

After Kabukicho succeeded, he immediately removed all the positioning equipment on Rukawa Tan's body, and even the brain-computer interface on the back of his neck was pulled out.

Logically speaking, no one could accurately locate Rukawatan's position in this situation.

Moreover, the warehouse he chose is in an extremely remote location, making it difficult to find even during the day, let alone on a rainy night.

In this case, there is only one possibility for the Sacrificial Sword Society to be able to find this place so quickly and accurately:

They were betrayed!

There was a loud bang, and the warehouse door and the surrounding walls were smashed into pieces.

In the swirling dust, a wooden cow heavy-duty truck produced by Tianfu Heavy Industry crashed in with an extremely arrogant attitude.

"Rukawa-kun, I'm here to save you!"

A head of pyrotechnic red hair poked out of the driver's window, with a domineering expression. He was clearly one of the "Top Ten Nobles" of the Sword Sacrifice Association!

"Nidoichi (Oops), Rukawa-kun, why are you dead?"

Yan Gui saw the hanging headless corpse. There was no trace of sadness on his face. Instead, he showed a brighter smile, raised his arms and shouted:

"Young men, kill these Akitos and avenge Rukawa-kun!"

At the same time, Li Jun, who had a long straight-edged sword in his right hand and a Wei Wuzu IV-shaped pistol in his left hand, said angrily to the surrounding Brother Muddy Water Pao:

"Split up and break out!"