Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

Just before the bomb arrived, Lu Mingfei opened his eyes... he opened the pair of golden eyes that belonged to Lu Mingze.

He suddenly grabbed the Mustang sports car in front of him, raised it above his head, and threw it towards the rocket launcher approaching him.

The huge explosion was deafening. The Mustang sports car was engulfed in flames and rolled and burned in mid-air. The flames illuminated Lu Mingfei's defiant figure. He was as majestic as an emperor and as terrifying as a devil. His golden eyes swept over everyone in front of him, as if he was sentencing the sinners to life and death with his eyes.

The Mustang sports car disintegrated in the air, and sharp metal fragments were blown in all directions. Each fragment was burning with flames. The shrapnel of the rocket and the metal debris of the sports car, these bright, hot, arrow-like fragments were blown in all directions by the wind pressure caused by the violent explosion, like a sudden deadly rainstorm.

A storm of fire and steel swept over all the ghosts. Some were hit in the neck or chest by the burning fragments and died on the spot without even having time to scream. Some hid behind cars, but the cars were affected by the aftermath of the explosion and shrapnel, and the fuel tank exploded after a few seconds. The figures around them were enveloped in flames and struggled and wailed, as if they were enduring the torture of hell.

Lu Mingfei walked out of the blood and fire with an expressionless face. He used Guanshi Zhengzong to cut those who were not dead at will, as if the god of death was sentencing these people to death. The body of the "Golden General" who had attacked him with "Yin Lei" was broken into more than a dozen pieces and was casually crushed by Lu Mingfei.

Kitaro Yoshi was one of the few who escaped unscathed from the explosion… Run! Run like hell! Facing a guy like that would only lead to death! This was the only thought in his mind right now!

But how could he escape? As soon as Jibei Taro turned his head, he felt a sharp pain in the right back of his chest. He looked down and saw a dark bloody hole in his chest, and blood was flowing out of the hole uncontrollably.

A human hand pierced through his chest, holding a still-beating heart.

Chapter 474 Killing the King

heart?

Yoshikitaro's vision was filled with a beating heart.

His brain was a little dizzy, and he couldn't react for a moment. Whose heart was this? Why did he see a living, beating heart? Isn't it true that a person's heart is taken out that they are dead? Yoshikitaro pondered these questions in a daze.

It was not until the pain in his chest reached his reflex nerves and a cold breath of death filled his body that Yoshikitaro looked at the empty hole in his chest that was bleeding profusely, and he finally realized... Oh, it turned out that this heart was his own. He had no way of escaping, as he had been pierced through the chest by the demon in human skin just a moment ago.

He is going to die soon.

What a terrible guy, so terrible that it makes people feel despair. At this moment, Yoshikitaro thought to himself that he had not obtained the position of "Keima" among the fierce demons until his death, and in the end he could not surpass that Asuya.

"The rest of you... cough cough... the rest of you at Kassel Academy... will all be... killed... by a man named Akechi Asuya..." Yoshikitaro said in an extremely weak voice. Every time he opened his mouth, he would vomit a mouthful of blood. "Asuya... is also very strong... Even if you kill me... your companions... will also be killed by him..."

Yoshikitaro used up his last bit of strength to turn his head, trying to see a hint of panic or confusion on the face of this monstrous man, but unfortunately, when he tried his best to turn his head back, he was greeted by a pale arc of light.

Yoshikitaro's head was cut open, and the "Silver General" of the Ghost Clan was completely dead. Lu Mingfei casually threw the heart that had stopped beating on the ground, and the intact heart smashed into pieces after hitting the ground.

At this point, except for General Wang himself, all the other members of the Ghost Clan who came to hunt them were slaughtered by Lu Mingfei.

Corpses were scattered everywhere, blood dyed the streets a shocking red, flames flickered and burned on the corpses and scrapped sports cars. Ten minutes ago, this quiet street was deserted, but now it has turned into a hellish scene.

Lu Mingfei stepped over the burning corpses on the ground. He came to the rear of the ghost convoy and his eyes fell on a large black Lexus SUV. He stretched out his hand and overturned the large car weighing more than one ton with brute force. Wang Jiang's figure was hiding behind the car, holding the pair of black wooden clappers in his hands.

Lu Mingfei looked at Wang Jiang, and Wang Jiang also stared at Lu Mingfei, the golden eyes of both of them were equally fierce... This was a stare-to-stare between monsters, heavy rain fell on them, and the raindrops were instantly evaporated into misty white smoke by the high temperature of their bodies.

As a monster created by Dr. Herzog, Wang Jiang's face, which looks like a Noh mask, always has a weird expression. Dr. Herzog did not damage Wang Jiang's emotional nerves when designing him. If there is fear on Wang Jiang's face, it is probably because something really stimulated his stress instinct, causing his beast-like intuition to perceive extreme danger.

The expression on Lu Mingfei's face was still as cold as an iceberg. The only emotion that could be seen was the ridicule, mockery and condescending look in his golden eyes that seemed not to belong to him... That was contempt for the enemy. Even the supreme leader of the ghost group could only be treated with such disdainful eyes as if he was looking at garbage in front of Lu Mingfei now.

General Wang was the first to move. He gave up on banging the gong and rushed towards Lu Mingfei without any warning.

Wang Jiang's figure was like a cheetah suddenly jumping out, and his speed was so fast that it even exceeded the limit of object movement that human dynamic vision could capture in an instant. I am afraid that he could be comparable to the old swordsman Inuyama He of the Snake Eight Clan after he opened the "Word Spirit·Moment".

Wang Jiang's body turned into a series of afterimages and disappeared from the spot. Then, he appeared in front of Lu Mingfei as if teleporting. His hands were clenched into the shape of eagle claws, and his black nails were sharp and pointed. This was the most deadly sword, capable of piercing a hybrid's throat in an instant.

But just before the sharp claws of General Wang were about to touch Lu Mingfei's throat, General Wang suddenly retreated away from Lu Mingfei, and only stopped after taking several steps back.

General Wang lowered his head and looked at his empty right hand. His arm was severed at the upper arm, the broken surface was as smooth as a mirror, and sticky black blood kept oozing out from the broken end.

In an instant, a real instant, in just a split second, his arm was cut off by Lu Mingfei. He couldn't even react to Lu Mingfei's knife. The other party was obviously faster than him.

General Wang's broken arm was at Lu Mingfei's feet, and in the palm of his broken arm was still tightly grasping one of the black wooden clappers. General Wang stared at the clapper with flickering eyes, as if he wanted to wait for an opportunity to take it back.

But just as he was about to act, Lu Mingfei suddenly took a step forward and crushed the black club and his broken arm together with one foot.

Wang Jiang's body stiffened. He looked at Lu Mingfei. He had always thought that this was a one-sided hunting battle. He was the hunter and the other was the prey. He possessed the pair of clappers that could control Uesugi Eri's lifeblood, and he had the entire group of fierce ghosts at his disposal. For him, this was just a game of chase. But at this moment, he seemed to finally realize... he was wrong. He was not a hunter at all. He had not been a hunter from the beginning. He had confused the identities of the predator and the prey at the center of this chasing game from the beginning to the end.

Lu Mingfei possesses overwhelming strength, and that guy knew from the beginning that the bangzi sound could control Eri, so he prepared a response strategy from the beginning... This guy has been playing tricks on him from the beginning to the end!

Wang Jiang suddenly turned his head and dodged, fleeing without any warning, his figure weaving among the scrapped cars. The sound of heavy rain hitting the metal shell of the cars covered up the sound of his footsteps. This was the best choice he could make on the spot. He used the sound of the clapper to successfully make Lu Mingfei fall into a state of suspected loss of control, but he could not control Lu Mingfei in this state at all.

Faced with this monster whose strength, speed and recovery ability completely crushed him, escaping and looking for an opportunity was the only thing he could do. A head-on confrontation would only lead to death!

The rainstorm grew heavier and heavier, drenching the entire world in darkness. The flames burning on the cars had long been extinguished by the heavy rain, leaving only the charred frames piled on the road.

Lu Mingfei did not shuttle between these empty shells like General Wang to search for the other party's figure. Even though the heavy rain covered the smell in the air, he could still sense the other party's dangerous breath flashing between the scrapped frames, just like the most powerful hunter in a forest can rely on his keen intuition to sense that a threatening enemy has entered the range of his territory.

Lu Mingfei turned around and walked straight in one direction. He started slowly at first, then gradually began to run. He cut off the scrapped car frames that blocked his way until he came to a Mitsubishi Lancer Evo sports car. Suddenly, General Wang appeared from behind the Mitsubishi sports car.

General Wang overturned the sports car with one arm, and the heavy car body rolled over Lu Mingfei's head.

Wang will be waiting for the moment when Lu Mingfei will use the Guanye Masamune in his hand to cut the sports car in half. He will seize that opportunity and use his remaining arm to pierce Lu Mingfei's chest in an instant, just like Lu Mingfei killed Yoshikitaro.

No matter what kind of monster the other party is, when his heart is taken out and he watches his heart being crushed alive, his face will definitely not be able to remain as indifferent and arrogant as it is now.

Wang Jiang was ready to strike, but he was stunned the next moment because Lu Mingfei's reaction was completely beyond his expectations.

Facing the Mitsubishi sports car that was falling head-on, Lu Mingfei did not use the Guanshi Masamune in his hand to cut the car body in half. Instead, he raised his leg and kicked the sports car away. At the same time, he threw the Guanshi Masamune in his hand like a javelin towards General Wang.

The Mitsubishi sports car was kicked by Lu Mingfei, but it was like being hit by a cannonball. It slid along the street, creating sparks all the way, and only stopped when it hit another car frame.

Just when Wang Jiang was stunned, his chest was hit accurately by Guanshi Zhengzong. The huge force carried his body backward, and the tip of Guanshi Zhengzong's knife pierced straight into the body of a Lexus sedan. Wang Jiang's body was nailed to the car door.

Just as Wang Jiang was about to stand up, a foot stepped hard on his neck. Lu Mingfei's shoe sole crushed Wang Jiang's throat tightly. The power was like that of a prehistoric beast. No matter how Wang Jiang struggled, he could not break free from Lu Mingfei's iron-like confinement.

"Have you also tasted this... the feeling of being bound and suffocated?" Lu Mingfei looked down at Wang Jiang, his golden eyes looking at him as if he were looking at garbage. His tone was as cold as stone. "Dr. Herzog, I hereby sentence you to your final fate. You will die alone and in despair... just like the monster you created!"

Hearing Lu Mingfei's words, especially the name "Herzog", Wang Jiang struggled even harder. He used his only remaining arm to grab Lu Mingfei's calf that was stepping on his throat... But Lu Mingfei was faster than him. Wang Jiang's wrist was strangled by Lu Mingfei in mid-air, as strong as an iron clamp.

Lu Mingfei's hands and feet exerted force at the same time, and a sound like flesh and bones being torn apart was heard. General Wang roared in pain... His only remaining arm was torn off by Lu Mingfei at the shoulder.

Lu Mingfei pulled out the Guanshi Zhengzong that was stuck in Wang Jiang's chest. The blade flashed, and Wang Jiang screamed again... His legs were also cut off at the base of his thighs by Lu Mingfei.

All four of Wang Jiang's limbs were cut off by Lu Mingfei. Dark blood spurted out from his shoulders and thighs like pillars. Lu Mingfei cut off his ears and gouged out his eyes with the tip of Guanshi Zhengzong's knife. Two lines of black blood slowly flowed from Wang Jiang's eye sockets like tears of blood... At this point, Wang Jiang had been turned into a standard "human pig" by Lu Mingfei. This was an inhumane torture. Because it was inhumane, it was abolished as early as the Qin and Han Dynasties in ancient China.

But when it came to the king general in front of him, there was no trace of mercy on Lu Mingfei's face.

"I know what kind of monster you are. I know what modifications my old friend Herzog has made to your body. You possess a vitality comparable to that of a dragon. Even if your head is cut off or your heart is dug out, you won't necessarily die." Lu Mingfei grinned. "I also know that Herzog didn't eliminate the fear nerve in your brain to ensure the survival rate of monsters like you... So, if I cut your body into pieces, would you die? If that doesn't kill you, what about grinding those pieces into minced meat?"

The expression on Wang Jiang's Noh mask-like face was extremely ferocious, and against the backdrop of the black blood flowing from his eyes, he looked like a ghost crying.

The king twisted his broken body wildly, but was held down by Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei had an expressionless face as he swung the Guanshi Zhengzong in his hand again and again. Every time he swung the knife, a very thin piece of meat would be cut off from Wang Jiang's body. Wang Jiang let out heart-wrenching wails again and again. Lu Mingfei deliberately did not destroy Wang Jiang's vocal cords and trachea because he enjoyed the desperate voice of his enemy, just like a butcher who would get excited when he heard the pig's screams while sharpening his knife for the pig to be slaughtered.

Lu Mingfei swung his knife faster and faster, like a famous chef with superb knife skills. He cut Wang Jiang's body into slices of even thickness. This monster, which had been carefully transformed by Dr. Herzog and had extremely tenacious vitality, had been completely killed by Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei's last blow landed on the top of General Wang's head. When Lu Mingfei cut open General Wang's skull and saw the cracked brain, he felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart. Lu Mingfei stomped his heels like crazy on the remains of General Wang that he had chopped into pieces, until he completely crushed the remains of General Wang into minced meat.

The rain poured down in torrents, but it couldn't wash away the black blood of General Wang that was stained on Lu Mingfei's body and face. Lu Mingfei's body was surrounded by white smoke, and the highly corrosive poisonous blood burned his skin while Lu Mingfei's skin was regenerating. It was an extremely unbearable pain, but Lu Mingfei didn't say a word, and the expression on his face was as stiff as a zombie.

After killing General Wang, Lu Mingfei seemed to have lost all his emotions. He walked towards the Lamborghini sports car that was about to fall apart like a zombie.

Jiude Mai looked at Lu Mingfei who was walking towards her. Lu Mingfei's golden eyes were still bright, like candlelight in the stormy night.

Jiude Mai felt that something was wrong... The enemies were obviously dead, so why could she still feel such a strong pressure from Lu Mingfei?

Jiude Mai was suddenly stunned, and her face quickly turned ugly, because she heard a strange sound that was covered by the sound of heavy rain... The sound rang at a weird frequency, repeating over and over again, one after another, like an invisible hand in the dark, controlling Lu Mingfei, who was like a puppet at the moment.

Chapter 475 One Minute

Asuya knelt on one knee in the storm, his head held high, his eyes fixed on Chu Zihang.

The knife he suddenly attacked with was really aimed at Chu Zihang's life, so he didn't use his full strength in this attack, but he didn't hold back at all. If Chu Zihang didn't react in time, his throat would definitely be cut by his fatal knife.

But Asuya's sudden sword strike was like hitting a steel wall. A Japanese sword appeared in Chu Zihang's hand at some point. Chu Zihang swung the sword expressionlessly to block Asuya's attack. Asuya was chopped to the ground by Chu Zihang's sword. His knuckles were numb from the shock, but Chu Zihang looked so relaxed.

"Chu Zihang, you are indeed not a simple guy." Asuya looked at Chu Zihang, he straightened up and gave his name seriously, "My full name is Akechi Asuya. In addition to my position as the head of the Kanto branch of the Japan branch, I am also the 23rd generation successor of the Kagami Akechi-ryu school, and I have been practicing the Kagami Akechi-ryu swordsmanship for a full twenty years."

Chu Zihang frowned slightly. He didn't know why this man named Asuya said these to him after suddenly attacking him. He looked at Caesar with a questioning look.

"Hmm... haven't you ever watched Japanese TV dramas?" Caesar folded his arms over his chest and spoke with the tone of a veteran. "These Japanese are all like this. Before a fight, they like to announce themselves, boasting about how they're the successor of someone and how powerful they are. Then they'll even threaten that if you offend them, you'll end up with such and such a tragic end... Honestly, these Japanese are really childish when they spout these powerful words."

"Is he similar to Noda Hisashi?" Chu Zihang thought for a moment and asked by analogy, "He's the thug we met in the toy store in Kabukicho who harassed Miss Zhen. I remember he also believed in this kind of Japanese Yakuza culture."

"Yeah, yeah." Caesar nodded affirmatively at Chu Zihang, with a teachable expression on his face. "Although the Jidao culture they believe in may differ in details, the essence is actually the same."

"I understand." Chu Zihang nodded, then looked at Asuya and said seriously, "I'm sorry, I'm not Japanese, and I don't know much about your Japanese Yakuza culture, so I can't speak the language of the strong like you."

Asuya had long been upset by the inexplicable conversation between the two lunatics. At this moment, he looked at Chu Zihang who said these words to him with a serious expression. Asuya was stunned. Chu Zihang's words were even so absurd that he could not tell whether the other party's thoughts had really been distorted to this extent about Japanese culture, or he was just simply mocking him.

"Assholes! Are you kidding me?" Asuya still felt that these two psychopaths were mocking him, which made him feel humiliated. He stared at Chu Zihang fiercely, "What language of the strong! What extreme culture! I'm asking about your master! The master of your kendo! Before a formal kendo duel, the opposing sides must first introduce their own heritage to each other. Didn't your teacher teach you this?"

"I really don't understand these things, because I don't have a real kendo teacher." Chu Zihang still answered seriously, "So I still can't introduce myself like you did, because my kendo has no inheritance."

"No inheritance?" Asuya was stunned, then frowned slightly, "How could there be no inheritance? Then who did you learn your swordsmanship from?"

"I took the basic courses at a training institution called 'Musashi Kendokan' in my hometown. The rest I learned on my own by watching videos of sword fighting competitions at home and abroad during my spare time." Chu Zihang said sincerely, "Sometimes my fellow apprentices would also accompany me for training or sparring, and we would encourage each other."

"Your junior brother?" Asuya raised his eyebrows.

"His fellow apprentice is Lu Mingfei. They're from the same place and even went to the same high school." Caesar said to Asuya, muttering softly, "I really don't know what kind of feng shui there is that allowed them to raise two monsters like this at once!"

"Lu Mingfei is your fellow apprentice? You practice kendo together? So you're both training at that 'Musashi Kendo Gym'?" Asuya was surprised. He was filled with curiosity about this kendo gym. "What kind of place is this 'Musashi Kendo Gym'? Is it a gathering place for an ancient martial arts family? Is it a legacy left by the ancient swordsman Miyamoto Musashi? Or is it one of those extremely strict, closed-off training houses? Or is there a hermit hiding in the kendo gym, privately teaching Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei swordsmanship?"

"You're overthinking it." Caesar shook his head. "I've already visited that 'Musashi Kendo Gym'. There aren't any masters or hermits there. It's just an ordinary city children's palace."

"City Children's Palace..." Asuya muttered, "What is that?"

"Oh, you don't have many interest classes like this in Japan. You can think of them as organizations similar to your student clubs, but they charge a fee. They hold various interest training classes for children with hobbies and special talents," Caesar explained to Asuya. "There's not only the 'Musashi Kendo Hall,' but also the 'Huanglong Go Training Class,' the 'Dove Piano Performance Training Room,' and the 'Finch Painting Talent Training Center'... These are all for-profit training institutions run by the Municipal Children's Palace."

Asuya was completely stunned. He was a disciple of the most orthodox ancient martial arts school, Kagami Shinkei-ryu, and had been receiving the most rigorous and inhumane swordsmanship training since he could remember. His teacher was an elder whose obsession with kendo was almost psychopathic. When challenging for the title of the strongest swordsman, he was defeated by Inuyama Nori, so he transferred all his obsession with kendo to his disciple Asuya. Asuya spent his teenage years, which could not be called a childhood, in this torturous and suffocating training.

Later, when Asuya was eighteen years old, he challenged his teacher and successfully defeated the elder of the Kagami Shinmichi-ryu school. He dissected his teacher's body as his coming-of-age ceremony.

Asuya felt unprecedented satisfaction and yet unprecedented emptiness. From then on, he made challenging the strong his life goal. If he could kill the opponent and dissect his body, it would give him more excitement than simply defeating the opponent... So Asuya is both a rare genius and a stubborn madman.

But Caesar's playful words left Asuya dumbfounded. In Asuya's mind, a kendo duel was supposed to be a solemn and bloody affair, where the slightest mistake would result in bloodshed and a shattered head. But that "city children's palace" Caesar mentioned... Asuya seemed to see a scene of swords clashing and powerful men confronting each other, and the next moment might be a tragic ending with bloodstained clothes and a shattered head. But in such a solemn and tragic occasion, a group of children suddenly rushed out, holding wooden bamboo swords, Go pieces, piano music, and even watercolor pens. They laughed and painted Asuya's face with Leonardo da Vinci's favorite egg, and hummed Beethoven's Third Symphony in his ear...

These singing and dancing psychopaths... were simply a blasphemy to his twenty-plus years of hard training in the sword art! This kind of blasphemy was intolerable to him!

"Enough!" Asuya roared angrily at Caesar and Chu Zihang. He glared at Chu Zihang with murderous eyes. "I don't care if you're deceiving me or teasing me, or if you're truly a self-taught kendo genius, the only one in the world. I don't have the patience to listen to your two psychopathic nonsense any more!"

"Challenging Chu Zihang is something I've longed for." Asuya said coldly, "I want to restore the reputation of the 'Demon Sword'! I want to take back the title of 'The Strongest' from Chu Zihang!"

"Sorry, the current number one in the undergraduate department is Lu Mingfei." Chu Zihang said to Asuya sincerely, "Lu Mingfei is the strongest. Your information may be a little delayed."

"Don't worry, I will defeat Lu Mingfei too! But it will be after you! Challenging and defeating all the strongest is the most satisfying thing in my life." Asuya declared loudly, "Chu Zihang, I declare that your end today will be that I will kill you, and your body will be dissected as a trophy! I will hang your head on the shrine of the Sheqi Eight Clan to declare my victory!"

"After defeating you, the next one will be your junior fellow apprentice Lu Mingfei! And finally, it will be the patriarch of the Sheqi Eight Clans, Gen Chisheng!" Asuya's face was filled with madness. "I will eventually prove to the world that when I hold a sword, I, Akechi Asuya, am the strongest!"

Asuya has been bound all his life. When he was young, he was bound by his kendo master. When he grew up, he was bound by the rules of the Yakihachi family. But ever since Mr. Masamune stepped down, the Yakihachi family has been living in fear at the hands of a young man named Minamoto no Chisei. Asuya feels that he does not need to stick to the rules anymore. For the first time in his life, he feels that betrayal can be such a wonderful thing. Nothing in this world can bind him anymore. He will follow his own will and live as he pleases.

When the members of the Kanto branch heard Asuya's crazy and generous words, they raised their arms and shouted, shouting "Asuya-sama" and "Demon Sword", as if Asuya had won the battle without fighting just by saying this.

Caesar and Chu Zihang looked at each other.

"Don't hold back, right?" Chu Zihang asked Caesar in a low voice.

"Kill him." Caesar shook his head. "This guy... is hopeless."

Following Asuya's order, the convoy of the Demon Clan charged towards the barrier wall where Caesar and Chu Zihang were. Countless xenon lights on the front of the cars lit up, illuminating the entire street. The engines of dozens of sports cars started at the same time, like the roar of an attack from a herd of beasts. The beasts showed their claws one after another. The huge momentum alone seemed to crush everything in front of them.

Chu Zihang made a gesture to Caesar, and Caesar nodded.

"Don't push yourself too hard and don't use excessive strength. Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi are not here. If your bloodline gets out of control, no one here can stop you." Caesar quickly instructed Chu Zihang and then quickly retreated.

Chu Zihang did not respond to Caesar's words. He recited in a low voice. In just a moment, the tremendous power of the spirit of words surged out of his body.

A black cyclone formed in front of Chu Zihang and shattered in an instant. Bright flames illuminated the night sky. The light released in front of Chu Zihang even overshadowed the brightness of the lights of the entire sports car fleet in an instant.

"Spirit of Words·Jun Yan"... Chu Zihang's control over "Jun Yan" is now as easy as waving his arms. Coupled with Chu Zihang's precision as a science student, he can easily increase the temperature and explosive power of "Jun Yan" to the maximum threshold without causing his bloodline to get out of control.

Flames with a temperature of several hundred degrees swept through the charging convoy in a tornado. Several sports cars in front were overturned by the violent airflow while driving at high speed. The sports cars behind were caught off guard and crashed into the parking spaces of the vehicles in front. For a moment, the convoy charging on the entire street looked like a super-large chain rear-end collision.

The high temperature caused the metal hood to deform severely, and the overheated air seeped into the car's engine tank. Thick black smoke billowed out from the gaps in the hood. Even a novice who didn't know much about cars knew that this was a sign that the car's fuel tank was about to explode.

Members of the Kanto branch smashed the car windows and jumped out, but the high temperature brought by the fire tornado of "Junyan" still lingered in the air and did not dissipate immediately. They escaped from the car and came into close contact with the overheated air, which was like jumping into a boiling steamer. They were all screaming in pain from the burns.

The sports cars that collided head-on with the fire tornado of "Jun Yan" and were the first to be hit exploded. The explosion was deafening in the streets at night, but fortunately, the Kanto branch had investigated Chu Zihang's words in advance and could respond quickly to the enemy's counterattack, so the casualties caused by Chu Zihang's "Jun Yan" were not serious, and most of them only suffered superficial burns.

"Deadpool! Let those three Deadpools out!" Asuya shouted to his subordinates.

The reinforced rear doors of three large vehicles were opened, and three snake-like monsters emerged from behind the vehicles. Everyone in the Kanto branch kept their distance from these three monsters.

No one could remain calm when seeing this kind of creature for the first time... Asuya stared at Caesar and Chu Zihang's faces, trying to see expressions of fear or terror on their faces, but he was disappointed again.

The two men's expressions remained normal, as if what they saw were not three ferocious monsters released from a large car, but three rabbits released from a small flower cage.

Asuya was completely stunned. He certainly didn't know that during the crisis that the Genji Heavy Industries Building experienced not long ago, it was the two people in front of him who assisted the patriarch Minamoto no Nakasei, allowing the eight Snake families to safely survive the disaster. They worked together to wipe out more than two hundred Deadpools. When Caesar saw this creature again, he even felt an absurd sense of nostalgia in his heart.

"I'll hold off the three Deadpools and the others. After you take care of that idiot, come back and support me." Caesar said to Chu Zihang, "Three minutes, is that enough?"

"One minute." Chu Zihang said lightly.