I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

As soon as Shen Qingzhu's voice fell, the members of the black killing team behind him immediately boiled up. Those with guns raised their guns, and those without guns raised machetes and sticks, and rushed to the faces of the members of the Hanchuan family to greet them!

Gunshots, shouts, and wailing sounded one after another in the dead street. The two teams fought together, and the scene suddenly became chaotic!

……

The ghost fire nightclub is upstairs.

Sihan Chuan looked down at the scuffle below, his brows furrowed tightly.

"The Black Assassin Group...why are they rushing over at this time?" He muttered to himself.

"Young Patriarch, our numbers and equipment are far inferior to the Black Killing Team, if we continue to fight like this, we will definitely suffer heavy losses." Beside him, another cadre of the Hanchuan family said anxiously, "What should we do? "

Han Chuansi pondered.

The people he brought from Tokyo were not many, and the members of the small gangs he absorbed after coming to Osaka were even more worrisome. Coupled with the suppression of weapons, such a group of people could not be the opponent of the black killing team.

However, he doesn't really care.

He ran all the way from Tokyo to Osaka, not to fight for territory with the black killer group, his target was only Yuri Kurotsuru's king's blood and the two Futsu knives, the following idiots are all dead. no big deal...

However, with less manpower, some things are more troublesome to do.

"Mr. Jing went to catch Youli Heizhe's daughter? Did you succeed?" Sihan Chuan asked, turning his head.

The cadre shook his head, "I don't know... a few minutes ago, Mr. Jing's subordinates lost contact with us and have no news at all. I don't know how far they have progressed..."

"This group of trash." Han Chuansi said coldly.

Seeing the manpower of Hanchuan's family down below rapidly shrinking, completely suppressed and beaten by people from the black killing team, showing an absolute decline, Hanchuan Si's eyes flickered with murderous intent.

He put his palm on the [black rope] around his waist.

If it is not necessary, he actually does not want to use the Fujin Knife. He himself is a [Ghost]-level prisoner in the eyes of the oracle. If the power of the Fujin Knife is fully released, it will easily attract the attention of the [Pure Land]. If the other party sends an oracle to check the situation, then his situation will be passive...

However, it should be enough to wipe out these ordinary people below, and there is a high probability that they will not be noticed by [Pure Land].

Just as he was about to draw his sword, the window on one side of the room burst open. Han Chuansi turned his head suddenly, and from the corner of his eye, he saw a missile with a long flame tail rushing through the air, and directly hit his face.

Han Chuansi's pupils suddenly shrank!

boom--! ! !

An earth-shattering explosion erupted from the nightclub, engulfing the surrounding houses nearly 300 meters into a sea of ​​flames. Fortunately, the surrounding buildings were also the territory of the Hanchuan family and did not affect innocent residents.

The bang of the explosion directly swept across the small half of Osaka. All the members of the Hanchuan family and the black killing team who were fighting in the street ahead were stunned. I froze in place.

What thing explodes with such great power?

Did a fighter plane fly over? !

Someone looked up at the sky, the night sky was dead silent, and there were no traces of fighter jets at all.

"Fuck them to death!" Ken Asakura yelled when he saw that the members of Hanchuan's family were a little dazed!

All the members of the black killing team roared, their morale skyrocketed, and the situation that was already dominant suddenly turned into a unilateral crush.

The raging fire burned violently, and thick smoke rose into the sky.

On a tall building hundreds of meters away from the explosion point, two figures in floral bathrobes and holding red umbrellas were quietly watching the scene.

Amamiya Haruki couldn't help turning his head, looking at Lin Qiye and Mu Mu who was lying on his back, with a look of hell.

"What it is?"

"Oh, those are fighter-mounted heavy missiles stored in the military base." Lin Qiye said lightly, "It's a little more powerful than I imagined..."

Chapter 649 Yubeng and the Black Rope

"With this power... he won't die right away?" The corner of Amamiya Haruki's mouth twitched slightly.

The Fujin Sword does have the power to defy the sky, but the sword owner's own combat effectiveness is not high. If Amamiya Haruki loses [Yubeng] and fights with Lin Qiye, then the loser must be Amamiya Haruki.

When Lin Qiye punched down, he punched a big hole in the concrete floor.

"It's best to die, if you don't die..."

Lin Qiye glanced at Mumu.

The latter let out a "hey!", and his figure skyrocketed again, and the bandages on his body loosened, revealing dozens of mounted missiles emitting a dazzling silver light, all aimed at the burning nightclub.

"Just keep bombing until you die." Lin Qiye said calmly.

"With such strong firepower, you can already blow up half of Osaka." Haruki Amamiya said.

"No." Lin Qiye shook his head, "If all the weapons in its body are bombed, I can blow up the entire Osaka."

"..."

"Of course, doing so will hurt civilians. When necessary, it is better to deal with it in close combat."

Amamiya Haruki was about to speak, when suddenly, his peripheral vision seemed to see something, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

In the smoky nightclub, a huge black blade cut out from the void and lay across the ruins, like a huge wall. Behind the blade, a embarrassed figure stood up with difficulty. He coughed violently.

Han Chuansi held the unsheathed [black rope], his face was full of solemnity.

The missile that jumped out of nowhere just now almost killed him directly. If it wasn't for the fact that he was holding the [black rope] and the projection of the blade landed in front of him, he would have lost his fighting ability even if he was not dead.

But he didn't understand... Where did the missiles come from in this place? !

The rain poured into the burning flames, gradually suppressing the flames. Holding the [black rope], Han Chuansi turned his head to look in the direction of the missile.

On the roof not far away, two figures were holding a red umbrella and looking at him quietly. Behind one of them, there were a dozen densely packed missiles ready to go.

Han Chuansi: ...

"It seems that he didn't die so easily." Lin Qiye said lightly, "Mum."

"Hey!"

Whoosh-! !

The second mounted missile roared out and charged towards Han Chuansi in the ruins again. The latter's expression froze, and a black light flickered on the blade again, and the projection of the huge blade lay horizontally in front of him!

The firepower of this missile covers a wide range. With its speed, it is impossible to escape from the scene in an instant, so the best way is to defend rather than escape.

boom--! ! !

There was a second loud explosion, and this time a deep pit was blown out of the nightclub floor, and the fire that had been contained by the rain broke out again and burned blazingly.

But after the projection of the blade, Han Chuansi was still not affected much.

"[Black Rope]'s defensive power is very strong, even if it is bombarded head-on by a missile, it will not be able to shatter the projection." Haruki Amamiya said while slowly putting his hand on the dark blue long knife at his waist .

"Next, it's my turn."

The long knife is out of the sheath!

The figure of Amamiya Haruki disappeared in the rain in an instant.

The red umbrella fell to the ground lightly, splashing some water droplets.

Han Chuansi, who was hiding behind the projection of the blade, suddenly bristled, his eyes swept around, and the figure of Haruki Amamiya was reflected in a drop of falling rain behind him, and a blue blade glow swept across the air , Straight to cut off his head!

"Amiya Haruki!"

Han Chuansi instantly recognized this iconic ability, quickly raised the [black rope] in his hand, barely caught the knife, one black and one blue two blades rubbed against the air, splashing a lot of sparks.

Amamiya Haruki narrowed his eyes slightly, and the next moment, the torrential rain stopped in the air instantly!

Countless rainwater gathered behind Amemiya Haruki like a river, and the outline of a water dragon was outlined. Amamiya Haruki blocked Han Chuanji's slash with a saber, stepped back half a step, and held the saber with both hands forward, lift high...

Instantly cut out!

The water dragon behind him roared out of the rain and rushed straight to Han Chuansi's face. The latter's eyes were fixed, and he stabbed the [black rope] into the ground!

In the sky, a huge black blade projected to slash down. It was the knife that cut off the Yamazaki Bridge before, tearing open the pitch-black sky, and rushed straight to face the water dragon.

The two collided with each other!

……

Tokyo, 【Pure Land】.

"Drip drip drip..."

The ear-piercing siren echoed in the room, and the yellow-robed oracle who was sitting quietly on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the virtual screen above his head, and frowned slightly.

"Hazuka, what happened?"

"Osaka has detected large-scale energy fluctuations. It is suspected that two Futsu knives are releasing power at the same time. The energy level is being analyzed..."

"The analysis is complete. The released person is the wanted criminal at the [Demon] level, Haruki Amamiya; the wanted criminal at the [Demon] level, Tsukasa Suzuki."

The yellow-robed oracle frowned slightly.

Two Futsu sword masters shot at the same time in Osaka?Are you fighting against each other, or are you teaming up against the enemy?

Just as he was thinking carefully, the electronic voice sounded again:

"Osaka detected the release of energy from the third Futsu Knife, the energy level is being analyzed..."

"The analysis is complete. The releaser is a [Ghost]-level wanted criminal... Yuli Heizhe."

The pupils of the oracle in yellow robe shrank suddenly!

Yuli Heizhe? !

Isn't he already dead?

"Yuzu, are you sure?" He frowned and looked at the virtual screen.

"Secondary comparison of the energy ripples of the Fujin knife, it is confirmed that it is the sixth of the nine swords of Fujin, [Mi Tong]." The electronic voice paused, and continued, "The information of the sword owner cannot be confirmed. There are currently two possibilities. First, 【Mi Tong】recognized the master again; secondly, Yuli Heizhe came back from the dead."

The oracle in yellow robe frowned and pondered for a moment, and soon came to a decision.

"Call number 4 and number 6, the two of us will go to Osaka together to see what happened..."

"Sending information to Oracle No. 4 and Oracle No. 6... The transmission is complete. The precision throwing cabin is ready, and the countdown to launch is ready for 1 minute..."

The yellow-robed oracle turned around, quickly walked through layers of metal doors, and reached the bottom of [Pure Land] through the elevator. After verifying the mechanical eye of the left eye, he walked straight into a narrow silver capsule cabin, lying in the middle.

The hatch closed slowly, and above his head, the countdown timer was getting to zero bit by bit.