d do not make unnecessary sacrifices. "Chen Muye did not speak.he doesn't need to talk.because everyone will know his choice.Leng Xuan's hand touched gently behind his waist, silver light flashed, and..."the owner of the sword is trapped in the mirror world. If he fights with the oracle at this time, he is bound to be at a disadvantage."
the moment he heard this, the oracle in yellow robes stopped and looked back at the empty wasteland again, his eyes narrowing slightly.
stood at the window and watched his face change nervously.
"did you hypnotize me with lights when I first walked into this road" The oracle of the yellow robe looked at the street lamp above his head, and the color appeared in his eyes, then sneered and said, "what a pity."... You can confuse my eyes and ears, but not my mental perception. "
with that, the oracle of the yellow robe made a step forward, and a yellowish glimmer appeared in his right fist, smashing heavily into the empty wasteland in front of him!
Boom--!
.
dozens of cars are speeding along the dark streets.
Shen Qingzhu sat in the leading car, quietly watching Rain Water falling outside, as if in contemplation.
beside him, Ken Asakura, with gray temples, could not help looking at Shen Qingzhu through the rearview mirror, his eyes full of worship and admiration. He had never seen such an enterprising leader in so many years in the underworld.
personally led people all the way from Kyoto to Osaka, restricting them to spend two days investigating the deployment of the Hanchuan family. After getting the deployment map, they attacked decisively and took part in the battle in person, killing the young master of the legendary Hancheon family in two shots.
as soon as the young owner died, most of the Hanchuan family in Tokyo basically collapsed. The current hometown owner was seriously ill and could not afford any storm at all. Then they marched into Kanto with a black murder team.
in just one year, with the gangster in Osaka, he has grown into a giant gangster capable of intimidating the whole of Japan, and the one sitting next to him is the legend of the underworld!
Shen Qingzhu sensed Asakura's gaze, but did not take care of him. Now he is frantically reviewing the Japanese that Lin Seven Nights taught him in his mind, for fear that he will forget it for a while.
stab--!
the brakes screeched and everyone in the car jerked forward under the action of inertia.
Ken Asakura, who nearly bumped into the front seat, shouted: "asshole!" How do you drive Don't you know to be steady "
in the driver's seat, the driver swallowed his saliva, pointed to the street ahead, and opened a trembling mouth:
"Yes, but …" The oracle is in front! "
Kenichi Asakura turned to look ahead and saw that the originally smooth traffic had been completely blocked. Cars stopped halfway along the road, and all the drivers and passengers ran out of the car and knelt beside the vehicle, greeting the red-robed man coming from the other side of the road.
it's not just this car, but all the cars of the black murder team are stuck here, clogging the road.
"God. The oracle makes. "
the moment he saw the red-robed man, Ken Asakura's angry face disappeared, replaced by unprecedented fear. He picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted:
"get out of the car!" Everybody out of the car! Welcome the oracle! "
in fact, there was no need for him to shout. Most of the members of the black murder squad got out of the car quickly and fell to their knees respectfully in the direction of the red-robed man.
Ken Asakura, drenched in the heavy rain, opened the car door and came down and looked at the red oracle with fear. The senior cadre of the mafia unit, who had dominated the Osaka underworld for decades, bowed down to the oracle without the slightest hesitation.
his forehead pressed against the ground.
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has just defeated the Hankawa family, killed Hankawa, and plans to lead the gangsters in Japan. Now they fall to their knees respectfully like a tide, without the slightest hostility and arrogance. At this moment, they are no longer tigers, but a flock of tame sheep.
just because the person who knelt before them represented the gods.
they are indeed gangsters, and they do represent evil, but they are also believers in the gods, but the gods they believe in are not as gentle as blessings.
the red oracle glanced lightly over these people, and there was no mood fluctuation in his eyes. In his opinion, these kneeling gangs were the same as those ordinary passers-by.
as long as they do not reach the level of ghosts, they will not have much impact on the order of the world, and they will leave it to the ants to deal with their own affairs.
the red oracle glanced around and locked it on a car, frowning slightly.
at this time, Ken Asakura finally realized something. He swept around with afterlight, and after a long period of stupefied, there was a look of confusion and shock in his eyes: where is the team leader of
creak, creak-
Rain Water watered the window, but was swept away by a fast-moving wiper. Behind the foggy windshield, Shen Qingzhu sat alone in the car, looking at the members of the black murder team who fell to the ground around him, frowning slightly.
he opened the door and walked slowly down.
Black leather shoes made ripples in the puddle next to the car. Shen Qingzhu, dressed in the cloud feather that symbolized the status of the group leader, stood quietly in the rain, gazing at the red-robed man who all knelt down.
his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Big team leader! Kneel! That is the oracle, my lord! " Ken Asakura knelt beside Shen Qingzhu and said in a low voice.
Shen Qingzhu just stood there, ignoring Asakura's reminder. In the silent street, only Shen Qingzhu dressed in clouds and feathers and the oracle of the red robe stood in the face.
"you. Why don't you kneel " The oracle of the red robe gazed at Shen Qingzhu and spoke faintly.
Shen Qingzhu looked at him coldly and seemed to have no intention of answering. His eyes narrowed slightly and his eyes were fierce.
the red oracle frowned, and a red aperture emerged from his left eye, instantly locking Shen Qingzhu standing in the rain, as if to identify him.
"facial recognition. Retrieving the identity code... The transfer failed, but there was no such person. "
the electronic voice echoed in the mind of the red oracle, and he was slightly stupefied as if he had thought of something, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"are you an intruder" The failure to inquire about him in
[Pure Land] means that the other party is not Japanese. Coupled with the "tradition" of the invaders who see the oracle not to kneel, the red oracle instantly guesses the identity of Shen Qingzhu.
Shen Qingzhu still hasn't answered.
he looked away from the oracle of the red robe and looked at the other men of the black killing team who were as respectful as the ants kneeling on the ground, his face sank slightly, and a touch of anger appeared in his eyes.
in the rain,
he looked at the oracle, slowly raised his hand, gently crossed the surface of his neck with the fingertips of his thumb, and made a cold gesture wiping his throat.
"Cruz." (kill)
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