Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Heavy rain hit the car windows, and the Hummer's thick and heavy tires made violent friction sounds on the asphalt road. The man wearing a dark black executive bureau coat jumped out of the car without even a pause.

In front, the members of the Executive Directorate who formed a circle around Tokyo Tower were standing ready, not to welcome his arrival, but to prevent the monsters in the tower from escaping from here and flying towards Tokyo.

Some of them also expressed worry, looking towards the middle level of the tall tower and the direction of the large observation deck with unbearable expressions, with countless mixed emotions in their eyes.

"Report the situation."

Yuan Zhisheng strode past, and he pulled one of them towards him in a arrogant manner, which was not like the calm and steady director of the Executive Bureau.

"Director?!. Now except for the traitor Sakurai Ren-kun, three members of the first team have been seriously injured, and the others have suffered minor injuries and all have lost their combat capabilities. Only two members of the second team have the ability to move, and all the others have Those whose lives are in danger and who need timely assistance have been sent to the hospital."

"Neither Yabuki Sakura nor Tachibana-san has communicated any information to us. We judge that Tokyo Tower has set up signal shielding, and the sound of fighting can be heard from above from time to time. Judging from the situation, at least Tachibana-san has not been in trouble for the time being. "

"The situation of the Deadpool group is a bit strange. They rarely rush outside the tower. Even if their bloodthirsty instinct makes them, only two or three rush out of Tokyo Tower and are suppressed by thermal weapons."

"Most of the Deadpools are heading towards the Grand Observation Tower, it won't take long!"

The commissioner of the executive bureau reported without breathing, which is the basic quality of being an elite of the executive bureau, and Yuan Zhisheng also quickly digested the information, and thoughts were flowing in his mind. The falcon's eyes glow with a bit of golden fire, reflecting each other's bustling and noble path to the gods in Tokyo Tower.

It didn't take long for him to make a judgment.

"Leave most of the people here, and after distributing the thermal weapons, I will enter Tokyo Tower alone to conduct an assault."

"Director!!"

Yuan Zhisheng was met with opposition before he finished speaking, which was completely contrary to the order expected by most people in the Executive Board.

The Sheqi Hachi family is the largest mafia family in Japan, and the execution bureau is the most cold-blooded and cruel execution department in the family.

They began to develop from the time when Yuan Xiaosheng took over, and finally formed the current behemoth. The days of fighting with Deadpool, dealing with dangerous ghost hybrids, and licking blood from the knife edge gradually passed.

They are not afraid of death, and even long for a glorious death in battle, just like the warriors in the Hall of Valor in Norse mythology!

They want to sacrifice themselves before the end, tearing and biting the enemy, fighting ugly and bloody, regardless of face, life or death!

But at this moment, Yuan Zhisheng's words stung them.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't think you are useless, or for your safety, I am not that gentle." Yuan Zhisheng said coldly without caring about the dazzling eyes of others.

"I just don't trust you."

".Varied?!"

Yuan Zhisheng took out two handfuls of black wrapping cloths from his back. They were long and slender, as if they contained undiscovered magic weapons.

"There are traitors in the first team that we thought would not appear, so how can I guarantee that there are no traitors in the second team?"

"The advance troops we sent out are like a joke. The Eight Sheqi families have been completely infiltrated by the enemy, and even played with. The identity of the enemy will only be the highest level of the family - such as me, or the other eight masters. Otherwise, we will never be able to get a full picture of the incident.”

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes suddenly dimmed.

He remembered that a girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka had known about this for a long time, but she did not tell him.

Do you not trust yourself?

Or.

Yuan Zhisheng walked forward quickly. He pushed the extremely elite hybrid in front of him to the ground without using any deliberate force. No one behind him dared to follow him. That was because of pure fear.

At this time, Yuan Zhisheng was like a wild beast that was so hungry that he couldn't wait to drink blood with a long knife. Who would dare to bet that standing next to him, the one whose head would be chopped off was Deadpool, or maybe him.

Except for two people.

"Hey, boss!"

A gentle scum with eyes followed quickly. He was carrying piles of firearms and panting.

"You can distrust others, but you can't abandon me. I still hope to live out my old age as your retainer and enjoy the envious eyes of all the Executive Bureau! It's hard for me to handle you like this. !”

"Wait, it's me, let me enjoy it first!" Another rough guy quickly raised his hand.

Two rough guys followed Yuan Zhisheng's back. They both held thermal weapons equipped with mercury-core blunt gold armor-piercing bullets, such as the Chicago Typewriter, also known as the Thompson submachine gun.

The young master once gave an example when interviewing a fierce girl. If he was a fierce man who dared to break into the Empire State Building, he should use a Thompson submachine gun. But the current situation is much more dangerous than going to the Empire State Building.

Over there, they compete with weak humans for firepower, but here they have to fight with an army of monsters in a cage called Tokyo Tower, like a battle between trapped beasts.

But Poison Gong is already the best way to fight monsters like the snake-shaped Deadpool. Crow and Yasha each have several submachine guns and carry heavy weapons on their backs. They approached the young master with playful smiles and even spoke with interest. Touching shoulders.

Yuan Zhisheng did not look back. He neither affirmed nor denied the two of them, he just spoke lightly.

"Go faster, don't let me rush you."

At this time, there are not many people he can trust anymore.

But at least he's not alone.

Gen Zhisheng and others rushed into Tokyo Tower under the watch of the Executive Directorate. They first confirmed that the communication equipment was completely inoperable, and then simply threw away those trivial things and rushed inside.

The lobby, which was luxurious and clean about half an hour ago, is now filled with some kind of weird creature.

Their faces were so pale, like floating corpses that had been floating in the sea for dozens of days.

A group of fish with human faces peered into the human world through the glass. Some had expressionless faces, while some had raised corners of their mouths, as if they were smiling.

They are all different. Most of them have long tails and scales. Some human-faced fish have incredible organs attached to their bodies, such as huge sharp claws and knife-like bony fins. When breathing, the cracks at the base of their necks open, revealing deep Red, gill-like structures.

The human-faced fish is deformed from the neck down, and its lower body merges into a python-like tail. The remains of its feet can be vaguely seen.

The snake-like Deadpool is such a cruel but beautiful creature, as if everyone who has anything to do with the dragon family will be like this.

They have been the ultimate in this world since they were born, so perfect and magnificent, but also bloodthirsty and cruel.

The moment Yuan Zhisheng and others rushed into the lobby, the monsters staying here turned their heads.

They roared, their huge mouths opened, and their sharp teeth were as dense as thorns. Only then can you clearly see its terrifying mouth structure, its delicate lips, and an invisible crack on each side extending to its ears, as if the entire skull has been opened!

It was an extremely horrifying face, but Yuan Zhisheng and the other three did not pay attention to it at all.

Their eyes were focused on a person standing in the center of the group of Deadpools.

Ren Sakurai, the betrayer of this operation.

He also looked at them at this moment, but he neither said hello nor turned around and ran away. Instead, he took out a mask from behind, which was a strange white face with the face of an ancient minister printed on it.

This was the first time Yuan Zhisheng saw that mask, but in his heart he had chopped the owner of the mask into pieces hundreds of times.

And the man puts on the mask, takes off the mask, puts on the mask again, and takes off the mask again. At this moment he is a white-faced evil ghost, and at the next moment he can become the loyal and honest executive bureau elite who cares about the family. Two completely different faces. There were smiles on all the faces. The prince on the mask smiled implicitly and subtly, while the betrayer smiled complacently.

At this moment, Yuan Zhisheng was no longer interested in whether the betrayer was the real Ren Sakurai or the impostor who replaced him, because he found that the scene in front of him was simply bizarre.

Large swathes of Deadpools were surging, and the sharp scales on their bodies rubbed against each other, making a tinny sound of metal contending. It was like a wave made of steel forming a vortex, constantly squirming and circling, trying to devour any creature that stepped into it.

But there is only one exception, and that is the betrayer standing in the center wearing a mask.

He stood motionless in the whirlpool of monsters, but no monster stepped forward to tear him apart. This is impossible, because Deadpool's nature is bloodthirsty, and they will not give up any living flesh that appears in front of them.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly remembered that he had learned such a passage when he was studying at Cassel College, the cradle of hybrids on the other side of the ocean. Legend has it that the ancient Persian royal family raised deadpools, and they organized groups of deadpools into immortals. Legion, they come from the Netherworld, they are only interested in hunting, and they can recover on their own no matter how seriously injured they are.

He originally thought this was just a legend, because from an orthodox historical perspective, this was because they were extremely well-trained warriors who would inevitably win when they entered the battlefield. The few casualties were immediately made up by the reserves. He put his understanding as The report was handed in, and I received an A-level homework evaluation from the professor, ranking first in the class.

But now, Yuan Zhisheng felt that he had to apologize to the professor.

"Ghosts"

Yuan Zhisheng has never felt such deep anger in his life. The thunder outside the window is rolling, fierce and crazy, and it is rushing down. The scorching high temperature ignites a prairie fire. Yuan Zhisheng can clearly feel the rattling of the bones in his body. The sounds are perfectly integrated, paused, and grinded, forming a harder and tighter whole.

"I leave those Deadpools to you. You just need to gradually push up while ensuring your own safety on the first floor. The space in the outer staircase is small, and those Deadpools can't use their hands and feet freely."

These were the man's last words, and then he disappeared.

The heavy hammer hit the ground with a bang, and the red carpet, which was supposed to act as a buffer, flew away in all directions like several thin pieces of cloth. The earth shook and blood surged, and the war drums played dullly in Yuan Zhisheng's chest. , that is the emperor's mountain-like anger.

He ran wildly and quickly, easily surpassing the jumping limit of all creatures, jumped into the tide of Deadpool, and separated from Yasha and Crow behind him.

The black wrapping cloth was torn apart by the airflow, revealing two long knives glowing with green light.

The original name of Spider Kiri is "Knee Maru", and the inscription on the sword is "The evil spirit lurks in the spider mountain at night". It was named "Spider Kiri" because Minamoto Yorimitsu, the ancestor of the eight Sheqi families, killed a native spider.

Dojigiri, an alchemy weapon made by An Tsuna, the swordsmith of the Hoki Kingdom, was named after Minamoto no Yorimitsu, the ancestor of the Minamoto family, who used this sword to kill Shuten Doji who had fallen into a deadpool.

The two knives came out at the same time, as if the giant hand of the King of Hell was covering the area with its palm towards the ground.

However, Deadpool is not afraid of death. They only longed for Yuan Zhisheng's noble blood, so they twisted their weird lower limbs and jumped up, trying to cut the man into pieces with sharp claws that could tear apart steel.

The two sides met in the air, but there was no violent roar as imagined.

There was only the silence of dripping water, like a lake, and the subtle sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh.

Yuan Zhisheng grasped his posture in mid-air. He is a genius in swordsmanship. In the entire Japanese underworld, and even in the entire Japanese mixed race, the only person who can equal him in terms of swordsmanship is the Dragon King of the Fierce Ghosts.

Even if you look around the world, Yuan Zhisheng's swordsmanship is enough to rank among the best!

Huang's unparalleled insight allowed him to easily find the few weak parts of Deadpool's body. The knife drew a scarlet crescent in the air like blood. The man's body fell to the ground like a meteorite, and the arc of the knife cut by the spider was stabbing. Entering the monster's Tianling Cap, the snake-like Deadpool with a human face was pierced and immediately torn in half like a scene from an American B-level bloody movie.

Yuan Zhisheng twisted his body and exerted his strength. The arc in his hand jumped upwards like a whale breaking through the sea. The soles of his feet stepped on the ground to create a huge crack. His two swords danced like snakes. The dense sword light began to turn into a meat grinder to grind the people in front of him. Deadpool slashed and tore them all.

"Borrow the way."

The man spat out cold words, black blood stuck to his body and was wiped away by the hurricane passing by at high speed, and cold light fell from the sky. It was the sword technique called Beichen Itto Style.

There are a lot of ancient Japanese martial arts swordsmanship that Minamoto knows, so fighting always makes people overwhelmed. No, not just people, but Deadpool doesn't know how to face such ever-changing sword skills.

The black shadow descended along Deadpool's back, carrying the light of the azure sword. The boy cut Anzuna from the back of the neck close to the spine. As the knife hand fell, the vertebrae cracked piece by piece. The deadpool collapsed piece by piece like a snake with its spine removed. Genzhisheng fell to the ground and leaned over. , the right spider rotated and swung closely, cutting off Deadpool's tail vertebrae.

The huge body completely lost its support and tilted towards Yuan Zhisheng. Yuan Zhisheng dodged sideways and slashed with the long knife in both hands against Deadpool's back. The sound of "dang-dang" echoed in the air, and Deadpool's spine and Pig iron is almost as hard, and raw iron is just like cutting iron!

Whether it is dragon-shaped Deadpool or snake-shaped Deadpool, in front of the Emperor, they are just consumables that delay time and wear down physical strength.

Finally, the black wall of flesh began to collapse and fester, revealing the leisurely betrayer after Deadpool's tsunami.

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes were red, and his chest was like thunderous bells and drums, trying to shatter the atmosphere.

Heart-Shaped Sword Style·Four Phases and Eight Phases!

After exhaling all his breath, Yuan Zhisheng stepped on the ground violently, and his whole body turned into a shadow and jumped up high!

The spider cut is held in front of the chest, and the four attacks are hidden in this preparatory action! The so-called eight phases are the eight terrifying scenes such as red flames, Shura, Rakshasa, and Netherworld. When students learn this forbidden hand move, they need to imagine these eight most terrifying scenes in sequence, and the teacher will also assist them. , when he was imagining Chi Yan, there really was a red-hot iron ruler close to his back, making him feel like a fire burning himself. Students must pass the test of these eight hallucinations before they can control this ferocious sword. When the sword is slashed, murderous intent condenses on the blade. It doesn't matter if it rushes into the furnace, and even if there are iron nails under its feet, it will be stepped on without hesitation.

The so-called ancient killing sword requires the consciousness of giving up everything. Yuan Zhisheng was ready to be intercepted by Deadpool, but he was also determined to kill the betrayer in front of him on the spot.

But the murderous sword is like this. When you hold the sword, you will be in hell!

Deadpool's sharp claws sliced ​​open the man's trench coat, piercing the skin. The blood was left behind like red satin fluttering in the air, but he could never catch Yuan Zhisheng's figure.

If there is a monster that is about to pounce on the man, there will be a heavy loud noise behind it, and the Thompson submachine gun will spit out tongues of fire, hitting the dragon with bloody star points. Although the direct lethality of modern weapons is slightly lacking, Mercury, which is extremely poisonous to dragons, also splashed out, and the monster roared in pain before falling downwards like black raindrops.

Yuan Zhisheng still has a partner, a retainer who is willing to accompany him into hell!

No one could stop the emperor's anger. The blood filled his nose, and the unique stench of fish filled the hall, as if this was not the bottom floor of Tokyo Tower, but a mass grave where monsters gathered under the deep sea.

But the man used his murderous intent and pure aura to tear it all apart. He finally landed on the ground, his feet made the sound of bones squeezing, but his body didn't pause at all before drawing the sword and slashing.

The sword light cut through the air and reached the side of his neck in an instant.

Yuan Zhisheng was about to behead the traitor, but was stopped by countless Deadpools who came up and used their bodies as shields.

The white light turned into a heavy hammer and smashed down, including the emperor's rage, easily tearing apart the bodies of several snake-shaped dead servants. With the man's roar, the spider cutter and the boy cutter worked together, cutting off the monster's flesh and bones with both swords. Break!

The end of the knife is the betrayer's head.

Blood flowers bloomed, and Yuan Zhisheng killed the traitor with his own hands, but he could not relax.

Because he clearly saw it

The twisted and disgusting smile under the mask of the minister.