Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

"Bang bang bang..." The sound of gunfire continued.

Bullets were like dense raindrops, sweeping towards Lin Lang, who was holding two knives and covered in blood.

The flashing gunfire illuminated the killing-like Lin Lang, who kept rushing at the Yamada group members one by one in the darkness like a ghost walking at night with a knife. Their blood dyed the ground red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Lin Lang's eyes were cold and ruthless, as if he had no emotional fluctuations at all, and he showed no mercy to these evil gang members who were living a small life.

The shrill screams and chaotic gunshots intertwined together and resounded throughout the dark Yamada Group building.

Lin Lang appeared and disappeared mysteriously in the dark environment. His knife-wielding attacks became faster and faster, and his knife skills became more and more fierce. Every knife strike carried a killing momentum.

The blood of the Yamada group members splattered, staining the walls and floor red. The whole scene was as tragic as hell.

The gun-wielding members of the Yamada Group looked at the terrifying Lin Lang with fear. They tried to shoot Lin Lang with their guns, but Lin Lang's agile and flexible movements in the dark, coupled with his sharp swordsmanship, made it impossible for the Yamada Group members to resist.

As Lin Lang's knife flashed, members of the Yamada Group fell one after another, screaming in pain.

As time went by, the number of Yamada Group members gradually decreased, but Lin Lang did not stop. He continued to hunt down the remaining enemies without mercy.

Lin Lang's eyes were still cold, without a trace of mercy, as if these members of the Yamada Group were just ants in his eyes and not worth wasting his time.

The armed members of the Yamada Group were frightened by the blood-soaked and invulnerable Lin Lang, and they fled to higher floors in panic as if they had seen a ghost.

Because Lin Lang destroyed the power supply system of the Yamada Group headquarters, everyone could only take the stairs. The elevator could no longer be started, and Lin Lang was chasing them on the way downstairs, so the gang members of the Yamada Group were forced to flee upstairs.

Lin Lang, covered in blood, was seen walking towards a higher floor step by step. His steady footsteps sounded like the countdown of death.

The two knives in Lin Lang's hands kept dripping with blood. He was whistling a strange hunting whistle, and at the same time, the blades in his hands gently scratched the stainless steel stair railings, making a sharp and piercing sound that was creepy.

&34;Oh my god!&34;

&34;It's fucking horrible!&34;

&34;Run quickly, or our brothers will die! &34;

&34;Baga!&34;

&34;If you run slower, you won't survive...&34;

Those members of the Yamada Group who were holding guns were frightened by Lin Lang's brutality as if they had seen a ghost, and they ran desperately upstairs.

These Sakura Country gang members, who are usually arrogant and domineering, finally felt unprecedented fear and despair at this moment.

The Yamada group members who were running for their lives with guns were all pale as paper, with sweat pouring down their foreheads. They were shaking all over, with fear and helplessness in their eyes.

The members of the Yamada gang, who had just relied on their numbers, knives and guns to act arrogantly, have now lost their former prestige and are left with only the fear of death and the desire to survive.

Lin Lang continued to chase upstairs, and a fierce fight broke out with the members of the Yamada Group on the floors along the way.

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at the same time.

Oguri Oshio, with more than thirty members of the Yamada Group, tightly surrounded their boss Oda Oshiro and Hatano Ninai. Each of them held a gun, their faces solemn and full of murderous intent.

A series of oppressive footsteps echoed in the silent corridor of the Yamada Group's headquarters building. Oda Shinjo led his men down the stairs with murderous intent, as if foreshadowing that a bloody battle was about to break out.

In the opposite direction, a group of armed gang members were desperately fleeing upstairs, their faces filled with fear.

At this moment, the two sides met in the corridor.

Oda Chenrang was seen holding an AK-47 automatic rifle, with a ferocious face, and roaring like a devil: "Bakayalo! The intruder is clearly downstairs, why are you idiots running upstairs?"

One gang member was so frightened that he almost lost his soul and even wet his pants. He reported to Oda Chenjo in panic: "Oh no, boss!"

"The guy who invaded our Yamada Group headquarters is simply a monster who kills without blinking an eye. He is invulnerable to swords and guns as if he were wearing a bulletproof vest!"

"This guy was holding two knives, killing people without saying a word the whole time, stabbing everyone he saw like a madman. Most of our people have been killed or injured, and they are completely unable to withstand his ferocious attacks!"

Upon hearing the news, Oda Chen was furious and yelled, "A bunch of useless trash!"

"Now, with so many of you holding guns and ammunition, you are unable to defeat an intruder armed with cold weapons. This is simply a great shame for the Yamada Group!"

"Ah... I'm sorry, Boss. We've tried our best!"

Hatano Yuina, who was standing nearby, sneered with disdain: "Useless! You have so many people with guns, and you can't even deal with one person?"

"Miss Xina, you didn't see it. Now the blood is flowing downstairs. It's horrible to see. At least half of the gang members in the entire building have been killed or injured by this man's double swords."

"And the intruder was standing in a pool of blood, holding two knives, emitting a terrifying murderous aura. He was simply a human killing machine." The gang member's legs were shaking as he spoke.

"Wow..." The gang members who were surrounding their boss Oda Chenrang were all shocked with their mouths wide open after hearing this.

Normally, with the strength of the Yamada Group, they could easily eliminate the invaders, and even a group of invaders could be shot to death.

But now it seems that the situation has completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

Dozens of Yamada group members holding guns looked at each other, their eyes widened, and they all secretly exclaimed: "How is this possible?"

"Is there really a superhuman in this world who is invulnerable to swords and guns?"

"Oh shit!"

"It seems like I've run into a tough guy today..."

Seeing everything that happened before his eyes, Oguri was secretly delighted. He knew that the time had come to turn against his boss, Oda Oshiro.

When he thought about becoming the fifth generation of the Yamada Group and gaining more power and resources, the smile on Oguri's face was harder to suppress than AK's. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to replace him.

Oguri Xiong couldn't help but think too much,

Oda Oshiro realized the seriousness of the situation. As the fourth generation leader of the Yamada Group, he was also a gangster boss who had seen a lot of big scenes. He immediately opened the safety of the AK-47 automatic rifle with a "click" and shouted fiercely, "Bakayarō! Use your gun to shoot the intruder into a sieve!"

"Yes, boss."

Dozens of Yamada group members holding guns opened the safety of their guns. They all looked aggressive, as if they were ready to shoot Lin Lang.

Oguri's palms were sweating as he held the pistol. He deliberately walked half a beat slower than his boss Oda Shinjo, and was ready to take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack on Oda Shinjo.

Oda Oshiro personally led his men down the stairs to the battlefield. He wanted to see with his own eyes how powerful this invader was and how he dared to challenge the majesty of the Yamada Group.

The rechargeable emergency light in the corridor flickers.

Lin Lang was moving quickly between the corridors like a ghost, holding two knives and whistling an arrogant hunting whistle.

The terrifying whistle echoed throughout the corridor, as if it was a call from hell, making people feel terrified when they heard it.

The members of the Yamada Group who had fought with Lin Lang were so frightened by the whistle that they trembled all over, their faces turned pale and they were sweating. They had never seen such a horrible scene before, and their hearts were filled with fear of death.

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Oda Shinjo and Hatano Ninai were shocked when they heard the noise downstairs. Oda Shinjo picked up his weapon and took a group of his men to guard the entrance of the corridor on the 6th floor.

All the armed Yamada Group members held their guns tightly, their fingers on the trigger, the muzzles slightly raised, aiming at the closed door of the 6th floor corridor. Their eyes were full of vigilance and tension, as if they were ready to deal with possible intruders at any time.

This damn feeling of oppression and tension made all the members of the Yamada Group, including Oda Shinjo, sweat in their palms and beads of sweat began to appear on their foreheads.

As Lin Lang's whistle got closer, the atmosphere on the scene became more and more tense.

Every member of the Yamada Group could feel their heartbeats speeding up and their breathing becoming rapid. Their nerves were stretched to the limit, and any slight disturbance could trigger their reaction.

In such a tense atmosphere, even a bird flying past the window or a breeze rustling the leaves could cause the Yamada Group members to mistakenly think that an enemy attack was approaching and cause them to accidentally fire their weapons.

"Bang..."

A seriously injured member of the Yamada Group was used as bait by Lin Lang and kicked into the door of the corridor on the 6th floor. The huge noise made the members of the Yamada Group, who were on high alert, pull the triggers of their guns and shoot at the door of the corridor.

"Suddenly..."

"Da da da……"

"Bang bang bang..."

The members of the Yamada Group who were used as bait were shot to pieces by Oda Oshige and his men with guns. Blood and flesh were flying everywhere, and it was a horrible sight.

"Sinai!"

The fourth generation leader of the Yamada Group, Oda Shinjo, was holding an AK-47 automatic rifle and firing wildly with an arrogant look on his face, as if the bullets were free.

Oguri, who had ulterior motives, secretly aimed at the rechargeable emergency light in the corridor. After a single shot, it blew up the light. The corridor instantly fell into darkness, and only the chaotic flickering light of gunfire could be seen.

Immediately afterwards, Oguri gritted his teeth and made up his mind. He took advantage of the chaos and shot the boss Oda Shinjo in the head and killed him.

In the chaotic sound of gunfire, before Oda Shinjo could react, he was hit in the head by a sudden bullet. He widened his eyes, his face full of fear and confusion, and then fell to the ground powerlessly.

It is no exaggeration to say that Oda Chenren never understood how he died until his death.

At this moment, Oguri roared: "Stop!" The roar was like thunder, shaking the entire corridor.

Upon hearing the order, dozens of gang members who were shooting stopped what they were doing. Smoke came out of the muzzles of their guns and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

For a moment, the dark corridor fell into a dead silence, as if time had frozen. Only the sound of heavy breathing and heartbeats intertwined together, making people feel a depressing atmosphere.