Hot Blood: Dominate the World with Your Fists

While the people in Guixiegao were partying, a group of people were also partying in a bar in the Ale area that night.

The lights in this bar flickered, the music blared, and people were enjoying themselves. However, unlike other places, the atmosphere here was filled with mystery and majesty. This was the stronghold of the White Devil, one of the Five Great Organizations.

A man wearing sunglasses and a white suit, clutching silver handcuffs and a special baton, slowly walked toward the center of the stage. His steps were steady and confident, as if he had the world under his control. This man was Loki, the boss of the White Demons.

Rocky stood in the center of the stage and gave a passionate speech, basically welcoming them to come and play.

After the speech, Loki began to give small gifts to the guests. These small gifts not only represented the White Devil's respect and care for the guests, but also the guests accepted the gifts one after another, their faces filled with joyful smiles.

Amidst the noisy carnival, two groups of people were silently observing the every move of the white demons on the second floor.

The man with golden hair and a turban on his head said with some emotion on his face: "This store is really lively!" He moved his gaze from upstairs to downstairs, looking at the group of people who were partying, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Well, business is really good. And the music they play is really to my taste." The dark-skinned, blond-haired man who looked like a mixed-race took off his sunglasses with a smile. His love for music seemed to exceed his attention to the so-called lively scene, and it was more like he had found a resonance deep in his heart.

"Let's go, we'll have another chance to come next time." The mixed-race blond man said, turned and left.

On the other side of the second floor, a man with the same blond hair quietly watched the three people leave.

"What's wrong? Is there anything special about these three guys? Izaki?" Sanshoku next to him asked with some confusion.

"No, nothing's wrong." Izaki Shun shook his head gently and suppressed the doubts in his heart.

"By the way, how do you think this bar compares to ours?" Mikami Gou looked at the lively scene downstairs and seemed a little excited.

"Not bad, it's worthy of being the prosperous Ale area, but our Toaru area is not much worse than them." Izaki Shun was a little dazed looking at the lively scene below.

After receiving a mysterious phone call, Loki hurriedly left with the White Devil and his group. Seeing this, Izaki Shun and the Mikami brothers followed them out of curiosity.

On a street in the Alai area, a middle-aged man with a filthy appearance was seen groping a beautiful woman. He greedily caressed her body while gloating, saying, "What's wrong with that? I'm a rich man."

"I'm not the kind of woman who sells herself!" The woman struggled in fear, trying to break free from the man's restraints. Her face was filled with fear and despair, and she kept screaming, "Let me go, I'm really not a prostitute!"

"Huh? What did you say?" The man was obviously dissatisfied with the woman's resistance. He grabbed her wrist and tried to force her to surrender. At this moment, a phone call suddenly came, interrupting their argument.

The man glanced at his phone screen. The message on it made his eyes widen instantly, his face filled with disbelief. "How is this possible?" he muttered to himself.

Taking advantage of the man's distraction, the woman broke free from his control and fled the scene. The man did not chase her, but stood there in a daze, as if he was too shocked to move.

The man trembled as he answered the phone. Loki's cold voice came to his ears: "I should have warned you that we will monitor you thoroughly."

The voice was behind the man, and when he turned around, he saw Loki walking towards him with the four members of the Color Vision Department and several members of the White Magic.

"Don't think you're in control of the situation. All of you, come out!"

Following the man's call, more than twenty armed thugs emerged from the dark alley.

Loki looked at the crowd with disdain, a scornful smile on his face, as if mocking their incompetence and stupidity. He gently raised his hand, motioning for the others to retreat, indicating that he was more than capable of dealing with these enemies alone.

Loki stretched his muscles, making a crackling sound, and then he rushed towards the group of thugs like lightning.

Loki was obviously a professionally trained fighter. He swung the stick in his hand like a violent storm. Every strike was precise and powerful, and he knocked down several opponents in just a few strokes.

In a moment, Loki easily subdued all his enemies. The thugs lay on the ground, groaning in pain, unable to stand up and resist. The wretched man, terrified, collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

Loki slowly walked up to the man and looked down at him, his eyes revealing a hint of contempt and disgust. He whispered, "I remember I warned you." His voice was cold and ruthless, like a messenger from hell.

After saying this, Loki picked up a specially made stick and struck the wretched man's head with it. Each blow carried immense force, producing a dull thud. Blood immediately streamed from the wretched man's head, but he had already lost consciousness and showed no reaction.

Loki continued hammering until the wretched man stopped moving, completely devoid of life. He looked at the wretched man's body with indifference, without a trace of pity in his heart. He felt only endless hatred and anger for such a wicked man.

After the white demons and the thugs left, Izaki Shun and the other two slowly walked out of the dark alley.

Mikami Hao slowly walked to the body of the wretched man, examined it carefully, and then nodded heavily: "Dead." There was a hint of disbelief in his voice.

"This is outrageous. Beating someone to death in the street is one thing, but the body is just dumped here. Is the Sword area so chaotic?" Sanshangxue widened his eyes, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.

"This place is different from our Toaru. There are obviously problems with the public security here." Izaki Shun frowned and said solemnly.

"That Loki is also very powerful, quickly dispatching over twenty armed men without taking any damage. The only ones who can do that are Genji and Serizawa," Sangaku said in amazement. He hadn't expected a leader of one of the five major organizations to be so powerful. The thought of four more such people gave him a headache. What kind of invasion was this?

"What should we do? Should we notify Genji?" Mikami Gou was undecided and turned to ask Izaki Shun.

"Ah, let's report the information back first. Whether to fight or not depends on what Genji thinks." Izaki Shun put on his favorite sunglasses and said in a firm tone.

He had thought that Tono Arakuryu's situation was a special case, but it turned out that the strength of these five major organizations was also not weak. He knew that the current situation was very complicated. The strength of the Sword region exceeded his budget, and Genji needed to make a decision.