Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

In the Tennoji district, the silence of the night was broken by gunfire and explosions.

After a tiring day, the worker finally fell asleep, only to wake up and continue to shine at his work station, trying to get his boss to buy a new car as soon as possible. He suddenly woke up.

Japan is a country that bans guns. Some people thought that this was an unscrupulous crew filming an explosion scene in the middle of the night. They opened the window with a curse and wanted to greet those guys who killed a thousand people. As a result, there was a loud bang as soon as the window was opened, and then A wave of scorching heat came from above, almost scalding his eyebrows.

There were blasts of air and debris from the explosion above, and there were gangsters on the ground holding rocket launchers with crazy faces. It was obvious that this was an endless gang vendetta!

With a strange scream, the poor migrant worker quickly retreated into bed, tremblingly picked up his cell phone and tried to call the police hotline. However, he couldn't get through. It seemed that the police phone lines were all busy tonight.

Yuan Zhisheng, who was fighting fiercely with the fierce ghosts in the corridor, heard an explosion not far away, and his expression suddenly changed: "Sakura!"

After picking up a thunderbolt and throwing it downstairs, several more screams rang out. Yuan Zhisheng took this opportunity to go to the window on the landing at the corner of the stairs and look at the building across the street.

Because of the angle, he couldn't see the specific situation. He could only judge by the position of the flames and the faint sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Sakura was not injured.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Yuan Zhisheng looked at the fierce ghosts on both sides of the street holding rocket launchers and arrogantly showing no regard for order and law. He felt that Japan had become a lot stranger after returning from a trip to the United States.

Although the Menggui are also in the arms business, so many bombs and high-risk weapons are not something they can easily come up with. There must be someone behind them providing weapons assistance.

His intuition told him that it was probably the guy named Xia Di.

But he soon remembered that when he was accused of being a traitor by the head of the Inuyama family, the other party listed him and his younger brother specifically, one of which was looting the family's arsenal in the port area.

Turning his head to look at his younger brother who was raising his gun and shooting at the enemy above him, Yuan Zhisheng seemed to have something to say, but in the end he placed all the blame on his younger brother's unscrupulous partner.

The young girl is just a child who has been bewitched and exploited by others, and he is also a victim.

This reason could only slightly relieve his boredom. If he wanted to vent all the negative emotions in his heart, the best target would be the group of crazy-looking "ghosts" below.

After they swallowed the evolution medicine, their bodies had obvious Deadpool characteristics, and there was almost no possibility of turning back into humans. If they didn't kill all the ghosts here, everyone in the entire building would be in a fatal crisis.

Thinking like this, he raised his knife again, jumped down from the stairs, and killed two fierce ghosts who were covered in blood and whose faces were covered with bronze scales.

Yuan Zhisheng and others in the residential building were fighting to break through. Sakura on top of the office building across the street could no longer bear the violent bombardment of the demons. She sent the last bullet in the magazine into the minds of the demons, and then He picked up the gun and ran towards the other side of the office building.

Needless to say, there should be a large number of fierce ghosts in the office building heading upstairs at this moment. As a ninja who is good at assassination alone, she would not be stupid enough to go back and confront those drugged berserkers. .

She prepared a rappel rope on the other side of the rooftop in advance to ensure that she could evacuate as soon as possible without drawing the young master's attention.

Sakura's weight can reach eighty, and even with hundreds of thin iron blades hidden in her body, her falling speed cannot be said to be fast, but she is as light and agile as a butterfly flying.

After landing, the ninja girl quickly merged into the darkness and sneaked all the way to the front of the office building. The sharp blade hidden on her body floated out silently, and under her meticulous control, she slashed towards the neck of the gunman guarding the residential building.

In almost an instant, the throats of those fierce ghosts who had not had time to take medicine to strengthen their bodies had their throats slit. The moment the trachea was exposed to the air, bright red blood spurted out from the broken carotid artery, creating a strong sense of suffocation. The gunmen put down their weapons and held their throats in pain.

Launch attacks on more than 30 scattered targets at the same time, and must complete a one-hit kill. This level of difficulty is beyond the standard even for Sakura, who has relied on killing people for a living since she was a child. However, for the safety of the young master and the others, She still chose to have sex.

Fortunately, when she was receiving ninja training from the Fuma family, she once had the feat of shooting down hundreds of kunai using Kotaku, which was unparalleled in terms of skill and accuracy.

"Baga, there are still experts!"

Realizing that someone was ambushing in the dark, the Fierce Ghosts picked up their guns and shot at the direction where Sakura was hiding. The firepower was so fierce that it almost wanted to lift up the ground.

The enemy was outnumbered, and Sakura was not reckless. She fought and retreated, attracting some of the firepower, and easing the burden for Yuan Zhisheng and others to evacuate.

The dark night is the most suitable battlefield for ninjas. The erratic Sakura is like turning on the dark light, always disappearing and reappearing suddenly, and the sharp blade she wields randomly takes away a few unlucky people.

It's just that she is not a superwoman after all, and her physical strength is limited. Just when she is about to reach her limit, Yuan Zhisheng finally breaks through the residential building and leads the people to kill them out.

Uesugoshi was wearing a thin coat, and his muscles were bulging under the bandages all over his body. His wild posture of shooting with a gun in one hand made him look like John Rambo who was wounded in battle.

On the other hand, Minamoto and Sakurai Kogure were holding pistols and calling names one by one.

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes glowed with a majestic golden light. When the keel state was activated, he was not afraid of guns at all. Whenever a gun was pointed at him, the hand that pulled the trigger would fall off.

The fierce ghosts spent a lot of money this time and were determined to keep their group behind. After excluding those who died in the building, there were still nearly thirty people on the street.

Yuan Jingnu's Word Spirit can be a great weapon in one-on-one situations, but the disadvantages of dragging people into a nightmare are too obvious. It cannot be said to be too useless in a melee. It can only be said that it has the potential to lead to death. Tao, the convenience is far inferior to Yuan Zhisheng.

The noise was too great and the delay was too long. They had to get out of the fight quickly!

Amidst the hail of bullets, Yuan Zhisheng shook off the blood stained on his sword and chanted an ancient language in his mouth. The almost transparent white light gradually spread with him as the center line, and a realm where only those recognized by the king could stand was forming.

"Pah! Pah! Pah..."

The faces of the fierce ghosts shrouded in the domain suddenly changed. The terrifying gravity was exerted on them. Their knees bent and hit the ground without any resistance. The guns that were fired wantonly fell from their hands. Their trembling arms clung to the ground. I wish to prostrate, but my back and head still hang uncontrollably.

They were trembling on the ground, like defeated generals kneeling down to worship the king who had defeated them.

Yan Ling·King Quan, serial number 91, high risk!

Uesugi had seen the power of his eldest son Kotorei, and knew what a terrible burden it would be on his body and spirit to release it multiple times in a short period of time. He immediately shouted to Minamoto and Sakurai Kogure beside him: "Hurry up, hurry up time!"

Without his reminder, the two young men were already shooting wildly.

Under the influence of the Word Spirit King Quan, who can be called a cheating device, the gun battle turned into a one-sided massacre, and it only took half a minute for the fierce ghosts on the street to be wiped out.

Seeing the last fierce ghost fall, the golden light in Yuan Zhisheng's eyes suddenly dimmed, and his body that stood proudly like a king relaxed, and the realm of royal power that had cracked the ground dissipated in an instant.

He held the knife and gasped for air. Although the royal domain only lasted ten seconds, it was still a severe test for him.

King Quan is a super word spirit that hurts others and himself. If an ordinary hybrid awakens the word spirit King Quan, when he releases the word spirit, it means that his life has come to an end. This terrifying word spirit will be taken away and released in an instant. the whole vitality of the person.

Even though he has royal blood and his vitality is extremely strong, he can only last so long.

Dazzling car lights came on not far away, followed by the roar of an engine. Yuan Zhisheng turned around and saw Sakura approaching in a car that had been prepared for running away.

Parking the car next to the young master, Ying opened the car door and shouted to everyone: "Get in the car quickly, there is still..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw Yuan Zhisheng, who had already raised his hand to open the passenger door, like a doll hit by a shot put. His extremely weak body suddenly stumbled to the ground, and the window glass was covered with smear. A layer of dazzling scarlet.

"Little Lord!"

"Childish!"

"elder brother!"

Three exclamations, three different reactions.

Sakura took out a ninja smoke grenade the moment Minamoto was attacked and fell to the ground. The moment the smoke grenade hit the ground, the thick gray smoke obscured the sight of the gunman in the office building.

Uesugoshi quickly stepped forward to help his eldest son up, looking at the hideous wound on his left shoulder that seemed to be a comparison with him, his eyes were full of heartache, and he wished he could rush into the office building and kill everyone right now.

Father and son are of the same mind, Uesugoshi's thoughts that were still lingering in his mind were put into action by Minamoto no Naomi. Picking up the rocket launcher on the ground was a deafening explosion.

In such a long life, this was the first time that Minamoto had seen her brother injured. The anger in her heart was much more than that of Uesugi. Even though she was not affected by the bang at this moment, she still wanted to brutally kill the damn gunman again. Crushing bones and scattering ashes.

It's a pity that he is not the changeable Kazama Ruri after all. Minamoto Kasaki, who puts her brother first in everything, vented her anger with a cannonball, and then carried Minamoto Kasei into the car with Uesugi Koshi.

"boom--"

The accelerator was depressed, the tires screeched against the ground, and the fully loaded black car broke through the smoke and headed towards the central area.

Regarding the west branch opening the way, all the interception methods prepared by the fierce ghosts should be defeated, and their escape pressure will not be too great.

Sakura controlled the direction and speed of the car, looking behind her from time to time to look at Yuan Zhisheng, who was being held in Yuan Zhisheng's arms and bleeding profusely.

That handsome face that was pale and bloodless revealed a strong weakness. The neck was covered with purple-black capillaries that were embossed due to the continuous use of the word spirit in a short period of time. Blood was constantly spurting out from the hideous wounds. Sakurai Kogure was I was holding the last bit of gauze to try and help stop the bleeding.

Uesugoshi held the gun with one hand, his face gloomy and terrifying, like a furious lion.

A dragon has reverse scales that will kill him if touched, and there is no doubt that Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhisheng are his reverse scales.

The repeated persecution from the fierce ghosts gave him the idea of ​​​​exploding a small sun in Osaka to eradicate these scourges.

The fierce battle just now caused all the wounds on his body to burst. At this moment, the blood has soaked the bandage. In addition, the two brothers Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhisheng were injured. Even though the window has been opened, the entire carriage is still covered in rich blood. The smell enveloped.

Minamoto's body was not as old as Uesugi's. The powerful imperial blood gave him terrifying recovery power, and he quickly stopped the bleeding even without powerful hemostatic agents.

"Brother, how are you now?" Yuan Zhisheng, who looked indifferent when she was injured, asked softly, her left hand carefully touching the edge of the wound where a large piece of flesh was missing and the bone could be seen, with visible heartache on her face.

Facing the concern of her brother, even though Yuan Zhisheng's senses were dominated by severe pain and weakness, and the dizziness from excessive blood loss was still tormenting him, he still forced an ugly smile: "I'm fine."

He is a friend of justice. Even if he is seriously injured and in danger, he must show a positive attitude and tell his companions that all suffering can be overcome and a bright future is waiting ahead.

"Bang--!!!"

Accompanied by a loud bang, a tragic car accident occurred at the intersection ahead.

Three large container trucks suddenly lost control for some reason. Sakura's attention was not very focused, but she still caught that before the truck lost control, the driver who was smoking in the cab suddenly had something on his chest, and then the driver turned the steering wheel in confusion, causing the truck to lose control and overturn.

The huge container rolled to the ground, the metal shell slightly deformed, and then, in the horrified eyes of the crowd, a pale deformed scaly claw suddenly pierced through the iron sheet, cutting a big hole in the container.

Then, a hideous head covered with scales and bone protrusions poked out from the gap, messy black hair and pale face formed a sharp contrast, sharp teeth exposed outside the huge cracked mouth, and red-gold eyes flashed with the cold-blooded killing intent of a cold-blooded animal.

The monster slightly raised its nose, and its snake-like forked tongue trembled slightly in the air, as if catching some kind of fragrance that made it fascinated.

And soon, the monster turned its head and set its sights on the black car that was accelerating away.

"Roar——"

A strange and creepy roar came from the monster's mouth, it suddenly tore the container, and its huge body pounced out, swinging its thick tail like a giant python to chase the black car that stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

"Damn, why are there so many Deadpools here? Don't tell me that this is something that the Ghost Clan can do!" Uesugi Yue looked through the rearview mirror and saw three containers full of snake-shaped Deadpools chasing behind the car like a white wave. He felt that he could no longer understand Japan today. Why are there monsters everywhere? Thinking of this, he fired a burst of bullets at the Deadpools chasing behind him with one hand. It cannot be said that there was no effect, but it can only be said that the effect was not very obvious. It was equivalent to embellishing their pale bodies with a few bright red flowers, and it could not even affect their movement speed. "Ying, close the car window. They should have gone crazy after smelling the blood of me and Zhisheng." Uesugi Yue commanded while loading the bullets, but Ying did not seem to hear it. It was fine that the car window did not rise, and even the speed of the car slowed down. "What's going on..." Uesugi Yue, who felt something was wrong, raised his head and his pupils suddenly shrank. On the road a hundred meters ahead, several familiar large container trucks quietly overturned on the ground, and there were countless strange bulges on the white iron sheet.