This evil god is wrong

The co-pilot's big guy in female attire looked at the man with hope in his eyes.

"En? You are Xiao Ye? What happened?" The man on the other side of the phone asked seriously when he saw that the situation was not good.

"I'm being hunted down! Come and save me!" The man held the steering wheel tightly with wet palms, expectant in his heart.

"...Tell you not to be a jerk! You have to go! Is something wrong now? Where are you (TM)? Bang--"

The voice of the man on the other side of the phone was anxious, and finally there was a loud sound of closing the door.

"I'm in the underground garage in the old city!" The man was overjoyed, squeezed his phone tightly, and shouted uncontrollably.

The complexion of the women's clothing boss instantly relaxed, and a somewhat ugly smile appeared on his face with his makeup worn out.

"Okay! I'll be right there! Wait!" A voice came down the stairs quickly on the other side of the phone.

"Okay, I'll wait for you, Takano, thank you." The man thanked him sincerely.

At critical moments, none of the friends on the road can be relied on, or my best friend from the student days who has been reliable for many years...

"Xiaoye, after this time, stop doing stupid things! You should stop after so many years!"

"You go to work as a coolie, and being a cashier is better than being a pole! I couldn't persuade you before! Now you know the bitter fruit?"

Hearing the reprimand from his close friend on the other side of the computer, the man felt warm in his heart. After going out this time, he will spend the rest of the day with peace of mind...

"Oh!"

There was a loud noise, and an unknown object shattered the car window and shattered the man's head.

The man's thoughts were interrupted just then... The blood from the broken head splashed all over the face of the lady-wearing boss.

The big lady's smile froze on her face. Just as she was about to call for help, the steering wheel seemed to be torn off by something forcefully, piercing the air, making a dull sound, hitting his brain, and terminating everything in him...

"Hey! Hey! Ono! What's wrong with you?!"

An urgent call came from the mobile phone hanging in the car.

"Stab --"

The next moment, the car door seemed to be torn open by something, and the body of the man in the lead was randomly pulled out and discarded aside, a nearly transparent silhouette stretched out towards the mobile phone in the car.

The transparent outline tainted by blood can be vaguely seen to be a hand, a human hand.

Xueshou picked up the phone, and a hoarse voice rang.

"Evil! Must! Cut!"

After finishing speaking, the bloody hand directly crushed the phone, not giving the other party a chance to speak.

"Crackling---"

The bloody hand let go, and the shattered mobile phones fell to the ground scatteredly.

The transparent outline with blood turned away, and the blood gradually disappeared as he walked, and finally, the outline disappeared completely.

......

Two hours later, the night became darker and darker, and the cold crescent moon was hidden in the cloudy clouds.

In a basement in the old city, the top executives of the Yakuza organization Onitsuka-gumi hid here with their loyal younger brother.

The leader of the Onitsuka team, Onitsuka, sat on a chair with his eyes closed, with a samurai sword reclined beside the chair.

The other people in the basement were either sitting or standing in the basement, all carrying more or less weapons.

There was no conversation in the basement. Dozens of people gathered together in the basement. The humid and stuffy environment made everyone reluctant to speak.

What's more, with so many brothers dead, no one is in the mood to speak.

"Boss, eat something." A pale man walked up to Onitsuka and handed him the apple in his hand.

"En." Onizuka nodded slightly, took the apple and held it in his hand, without any intention of eating.

"..." The pale man sighed silently, walked aside without saying a word, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes without saying a word.

The person who hunted the Onitsuka group was obviously not going to let anyone go, as long as they wanted to escape from the old city, they would be killed in advance.

The other party was like a haunted ghost, driving the Onitsuka group members to hide in the old town, and then killing them one by one.

They thought about dispersing and breaking through, but it turned out that after one night, everyone who escaped died, and no one was spared.

With such terrible efficiency, how many people are there on the other side?

Or, not human at all?

He didn't dare to continue thinking about it, in case the other party came to him, he didn't even have the courage to draw a knife.

"Boom--"

Suddenly, the basement door opened!

Onitsuka opened his eyes suddenly, and everyone in the basement looked at the gate in unison, while holding their weapons tightly.

"Everyone! Kill!"

Onizuka stood up abruptly, picked up the samurai sword next to the chair with a grim expression, and pulled it out directly. Cheng Liang's blade already represented his determination.

This is the last backbone of the Onitsuka group, and no one will beg for mercy!

Regardless of whether the opponent is a human or a ghost!They will show their weapons!

"Hi!!"

Everyone in the basement took out weapons in unison, whether it was a samurai sword, if it was a dagger, if it was a tiger...

"Hey~~hey~~ha~~ha~~ I'm going to die! No one will be let go!!"

A crazy voice sounded from the door, and then the sound of wind spread into the basement.

The human body flew horizontally, and the blood spattered!

The screams, the cracking of bones, can be heard endlessly!

Feiyang's blood gradually soaked a blurry outline, and everyone in the Onitsuka group who couldn't find the target finally saw the enemy at this moment!

but!It doesn't work at all!

The cruel slaughter is still going on!

In less than a minute, the basement instantly turned into a hell intertwined with broken bones and blood!

There were only two people left who could breathe, Onizuka whose arm had been ripped off, and the mysterious man who still hadn't revealed his identity standing in a pool of blood.

Onizuka clutched his broken arm, leaned against the wall struggling, and burst out laughing with a distorted face.

"Ichiyanagi Sato! I knew it was you! I didn't expect you, a cowardly fellow, to have such good luck!"

"Hehehe, do you know? I personally consecrated your daughter before filming!! Ha~ha~~ha~"

Onizuka laughed wildly, his blood-stained face distorted like an evil ghost.

"Oh!"

There was a loud noise, and a fist mark appeared on the wall next to Onizuka's head.

"Ha~ha~ Kazuyanagi Sato! Come! Kill me! Coward! Come and kill me!"

"Kill you...don't worry, I'll kill you bit by bit!" Sato Kazuyanagi still didn't show his figure, leaning down with a blood-stained transparent face, looking at Onizuka almost crazily!

He won't let Onizuka die so easily!His sufferings!He will make Onizuka feel it one by one!

"..." Onizuka suddenly calmed down, looking forward with a dead face.

The plan failed, and it didn't anger Sato Kazuyanagi to let him kill himself desperately.

Everyone was killed by one blow, only himself survived.

The opponent is a crazy avenger, and he knows what will happen without even thinking about it.

He didn't expect to survive at all, he just wanted to die quickly.

He has no regrets, and he has no regrets. Since he embarked on this path, he has never thought of turning back, nor has he thought of An Sheng's death.

"Hey~ Do you know? I did it for you, so I can learn torture on purpose."

Sato Kazuyanagi admired Onitsuka's gloomy expression, he slowly squatted down, raised his hand and broke Onitsuka's knee, leaving him with no hope of escaping.

"Eh~~uh~~" Onizuka's face was like gold paper, his whole body was shaking like Consai, his lower lip was bleeding, and he didn't make a sound.

"How much is 1000-7?" Sato Kazuyanagi asked maliciously.

"..." Onizuka remained silent, without saying a word, closing his eyes and waiting to die.

"Crack--"

Sato broke Onizuka's index finger.

Onizuka was trembling uncontrollably, and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he tried his best not to make any sound.

"How much is 1000-7 waiting?"

"..."

The middle finger was broken off.

"How much is 1000-7 waiting?!"

"..."

ring finger.

"1000-7 How much are you waiting for?!! Bastard! Answer me!" Sato Kazuyanagi grabbed Onitsuka's hair and glared at him frantically.

"Hehe~" The suppressed laughter seemed to squeeze out from between the teeth, Onizuka opened his eyes, and spat a mouthful of blood on Sato's face, "Trash! Coward! Incompetent idiot!"

"Okay! Okay! You'd better not ask for mercy!!" Sato Ichiyanagi punched the wall angrily, causing gravel to splash.

Later, he used all the torture he had learned on Onizuka.

Time goes by bit by bit...

Sato Ichiyanagi, who still couldn't hear Onitsuka's screams, began to vent his anger in the basement, punching and punching, and the wall continued to shatter.

"... Sato... Ichiyanagi..." Onitsuka, who was tortured and not human, fell to the ground, his face was covered in blood, and no skin could be seen. He called out like a ghost.

"... Oni! Tsuka!" Sato Kazuya walked up to Onizuka, raised his foot and prepared to end Onizuka's life.

"Hey~" Even on the verge of death, Onizuka could still laugh.

"Sato...Ichiyanagi...do you know...Onitsuka group...just someone else's white gloves...usury...things...do it for others... "

Sato put his feet away, squatted down, his eyes widened to the limit, staring at Onizuka like a ghost.　　

"Pfft~" Onizuka, who was breathing in less and exhaled more, spat out a mouthful of blood, and he fell to the ground, looking into the eyes of Sato who was close by.

What kind of eyes are those, the whites of the eyes have completely turned into a bright red blood, the pupils have shrunk to a point, and the blood red eyes are filled with a terrifying desire for revenge.

Looking at such eyes, Onitsuka struggled to pull out a smile on his blood-stained face

"The other party...provided the funds...we are responsible for lending usury...[-]% of the income...belongs to the other party...even your wife and daughter...the money for filming...have to be handed over to the other party. ..”

"You think... we are evil... but you don't know that we... are also other people's pawns..."

"Who is the other party?" Sato Kazuliu asked coldly.

"Hey...the other party is very secretive...every time it's not...by yourself..."

"But...he underestimated our...means...his identity has long been...found out by us..."

Onizuka struggled to raise his head, and said word by word: "Shun Xue... Decoration Club... Hirano Toruya..."

"Do you dare to investigate...the other party's backstage...but the Yukinoshita family...is that...witch..."

"Pfft~"

Onitsuka used up his last life to finish his sentence, spit out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, and left with a smile on his face.

I am dead, no one wants to feel better!

Toruya Hirano, Shunyuki Decoration Club, Yukinoshita House, I am waiting for you in hell.

"..." Kazuya Sato looked at Onizuka, who was dying, and slowly stood up, leaving the basement like a ghostly figure.

It turns out that my revenge is far from over...

Wife, daughter, please wait a little longer, I will come to you after I finish everything......

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