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"Has anyone arrived?"

Taro Sato looked into the distance, but saw no one.

The younger brother immediately replied: "It is said that it is fast, there are still about 10 minutes to go."

Sato Taro felt that it was a bit early to come out, and he should have something to eat before coming out.

Now I can only wait here stupidly, if I run back now, I will definitely lose face.

Just as Taro Sato was thinking about what he was not doing, Yoichi Shiraishi suddenly appeared at the intersection ahead.

His footsteps were very fast, as if an ordinary person was running.

Therefore, he can reach the goal now when others say that there are still 10 minutes to come.

"This is the headquarters of the Storm Team."

As soon as Bai Shiyang knew this place, after all, when he came to borrow money, he was humiliated by many people here.

At that time, he had no strength, so he could only let the other party ridicule him, but now...

"Are you ready?"

Baishi Yangyi raised the Nerubian in his hand, slashed it down from the air, and pointed at Sato Taro in front: "Team Leader Sato, are you ready for a heroic death?"

There was a smile on the corner of Bai Shiyang's mouth, and his accent was obviously heavier in his heroic sentences.

Sato Taro looked gloomy all of a sudden.

Sato Taro is not a brave and fearless person. It can even be said that he is cowardly, greedy for life and afraid of death, and can't stand a little pain.

Such a person, logically speaking, cannot become the boss of a polar organization.

However, there is a samurai behind the Kuangfeng group as a backer, and Taro Sato, who was named by the backer, can sit so firmly in this position.

As for what Taro Sato used to let the samurai speak for him, everyone knew that it had nothing to do with his feminine appearance.

Therefore, the bravery that Bai Shiyang spoke of was blatantly mocking Taro Sato, making his mood explode in an instant.

"Give it to me, chop him into meat!"

Taro Sato yelled angrily, commanding the younger brothers behind him to take up weapons and charge towards Yangyi Baishi.

The number of people in the gale force group is not small.

At the peak period, there were about 150 people. Even now, after a group of people were hacked to death by Bai Shiyang, there are still 80 to [-] people here.

Hearing Sato Taro's order at this moment, they immediately raised all kinds of weapons in their hands and rushed towards Bai Shiyang.

"Good come!"

Bai Shi Yangyi's smile was mixed with cold killing intent.

He took a wrong step forward, and the spider demon in his hand went up directly, splitting a person who was rushing in front in an instant.

Blood gushed out and splashed on Bai Shiyangyi's clothes.

The red blood color dyed him into a blood man, and with his stern smile, many members of the Jidao organization were scared back a few steps.

Then they seemed to realize that this showed their cowardice, they became even more crazy, accelerated a few steps, and rushed to Bai Shiyangyi.

"If you kill him, there will only be one person, no matter how powerful you are, it's impossible to defeat all of us!"

Someone yelled loudly from behind.

"That's right, even a samurai can't survive being besieged by more than a dozen people!"

Some people even uttered outrageous and outrageous words. If it was normal, even nobles who despised the high class would have to be severely whipped.

But now, no one cares.

On the contrary, many people admit in their hearts that there is nothing wrong with this statement.

No matter how good the martial arts are, they are still difficult to defeat when they are under siege. Two fists are difficult to defeat and four hands are difficult to defeat. He is not a living god, so how could he be able to withstand the attacks of so many people.

But at the moment when they thought this way, Bai Shiyangyi's body seemed to turn into a spinning top, spinning around the crowd quickly.

On his outstretched arms, the sharp nerubian was like a powerful cutting machine, directly cutting the crowd out piece by piece.

In almost a moment, thirty or forty corpses had already fallen beside Bai Shiyangyi.

The remaining members of the Yakuza who escaped were frightened by this terrifying killing and lost their self-esteem.

They were going backwards crazily. The wetness and smell on the trousers on their waists and legs were visible to the naked eye, and they had already expressed their embarrassment at the moment.

"Ghosts! Ghosts!"

As they fled, they shouted, making Taro Sato's face pale as he waited for the result of the battle in the distance.

He yelled weakly, telling the fleeing brother not to leave, but to come back and continue fighting.

But at this moment, there is no authority in his words. Under the secretly mocking eyes of some people, he looked desperately at Bai Shiyangyi who was getting closer and closer.

"Get around me, get around me!"

Taro Sato knelt down in front of Yoichi Shiraishi with a huff, put his head on the ground, and shouted loudly: "I don't want the house, I don't want the money either, everything is my fault, please forgive me!"

Sato Taro's begging for mercy did not receive any voice.

In the next second, he felt his neck light up, and then rolled over to see his headless body lying on the ground.

"It turned out to be dead."

This thought flashed in Sato Taro's mind, and then fell into eternal sleep.

Bai Shiyang flicked away the remaining blood drops on the blade, making it even more shiny and like new.

He looked at the frightened people lying on the ground, his eyes wandered around the vital points of their bodies, and then asked with their liver and gallbladder split: "Where are those warriors?"

"warrior?"

Among those who were frightened, there were those who didn't know the nature of the Kuangfeng group. They thought that the Kuangfeng group was just an ordinary pole, and as long as they had the strength, they could be the boss.

Therefore, when I heard about the samurai's question, I couldn't help being stunned for a moment, not knowing that the person in front of me was asking them what the samurai were doing.

After all, this is a different class, so how can there be any noble warriors who have anything to do with them?

"Unfortunately, you are not the person I am looking for."

Bai Shiyang swung his knife without hesitation, and directly chopped off his head.

As a result, the others were even more frightened, trembling and afraid to speak.

Until someone raised his hand and said in a low voice: "I know their phone numbers. The team leader once asked me to contact them."

Seeing the other party's timid look, Bai Shiyang couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Then, he waved his arm, spilling a silvery white light.

It was an illusion created by him wielding a long knife. In fact, when the light faded away, there was only one person left on the scene who said he remembered the phone.

As for the others, they all died under Bai Shiyangyi's sword.

"This is really a murderer."

The heart of the surviving man was pounding, he suppressed the fear and fear in his heart, and moved in small steps in front of Sato Taro's headless corpse.

He took out a flip phone from the opponent's arms, and after searching for a while, he found the phone number of the backer of the Kuangfeng group.

"Call them and tell them to come here."

Bai Shiyangyi didn't answer the phone, and asked the other party to call those warriors.

The samurai soon got the news of the destruction of the Gale Group, and they screamed angrily.

Although the Gale Group is just a small organization that is not in the mainstream, the income that is handed over every month is not too much.

But it is also a way to make a fortune, especially for warriors like them who are not too powerful, and they cannot tolerate being smashed.

So, the three warriors who joined forces to make money, with swords on their waists, rushed to the headquarters of the Storm Group.

But here, there are only two living people.

One is Baishi Yangyi, who is sitting on a chair beside him at the moment, with blood flowing and scattered corpses under his feet.

The other was the beggar who was in charge of calling the three warriors.

Seeing the arrival of the three warriors, Bai Shiyangyi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and threw the mobile phone in his hand towards the person behind him.

"Go away, don't let me see you again."

The only surviving person in the Gale Group quickly fled here.

I am afraid that in this lifetime, he will never have the idea of ​​becoming a member of the Yakuza.

"Welcome to my place."

Bai Shiyang stood up in front of the three warriors, waving the long knife in his hands, and said, "The Gale Group you control has treated me well."

"Especially when they broke into my house, people couldn't help liking them and kept them all."

The voice of Baishi Yangyi let the three warriors generally understand what happened.

"This is really damn!"

The leading warrior was even more angry.

It turned out that this bad situation was caused by a stupid member of the storm group who broke into the man's house in front of him, and his attitude was extremely bad.

However, the other party didn't seem to be good at it, and directly killed the person who broke in, and then rushed to the headquarters of the Gale Group, killing everyone here.

He even had someone call to call all three of them over, as if they were planning to kill them all.

"Damn kid, are you looking for death?"

A warrior behind him, holding the sword in his hand, shouted angrily but with a little fear, "We have three warriors here, you should think about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two companions beside him squinted at him, and their bodies could not help but move sideways.

When a samurai faced a powerful enemy, even if he couldn't fight alone, he shouldn't shout so loudly about the dishonor of the siege.

The young man named Shiraishi Yoichi in front of him, who can kill dozens of members of the Jidao, is obviously of extraordinary strength.

But no matter how scared you are, you can't shout like him!

"There is nothing more to say between us, let's end everything now with a life-and-death battle."

Chapter 394 Challenge

Among the three warriors who came, except for one who was very powerful, the remaining two were completely useless in the eyes of Bai Shiyangyi.

"It seems that not all warriors are powerful enough."

Bai Shiyang waved the long knife in his hand, looked at the warrior who was already kneeling on the ground in front of him, and said with a bit of desolation in his tone.

The samurai kneeling on the ground was already dead, and was stabbed to the vitals one by one by Bai Shiyang.

Before he died, he knelt down and apologized to Bai Shiyangyi, and also for the countless people he had harmed over the years.

This is a confession before dying, Bai Shiyang sneered with some disdain, is this superficial thing so important?

He thought about it, and it was really important.

If Baishi Yangyi is the kind of old-fashioned warrior who values ​​this so-called "friendship" and "repentance".

Then the liquidation of this warrior will come to an end.

It will not harm the family, and it can be regarded as saving the life of the family with his own life.

Even if Bai Shiyang had a better heart and publicized his deeds, the dead warrior would get a corresponding reputation.

It will also be beneficial to his family and future generations.

Of course, as one of the protagonists, Shiraishi Yoichi will also gain a higher reputation—if he continues to follow such unspoken rules.

Samurai greet each other with swords, become friends between life and death, and the victor makes a monument for the loser, which is also a very good story.

It's a pity that Baishi Yangyi didn't have much interest in this, he was too lazy to participate in such ridiculous rumors.

Of course, he wouldn't do anything against the warrior's family.

If the other party wants revenge, then kill them by the way.

Therefore, no matter whether the samurai did this or not, it didn't make much difference to Bai Shiyangyi.