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

Those black snake-like creatures were pushed forward by the waves, and the golden eyes of the corpse guards shone fiercely in the dark night, like burning flames. They were attracted by the pheromones released by the "God" and swam straight forward towards the inland of Tokyo. They really looked like devout believers holding pairs of bright ancient candles in their hands and making a pilgrimage to the place where the "God" was born.

Caesar turned on a powerful flashlight, and the white light pierced the darkness and wind and rain, illuminating the monsters in the waves.

There were broken human faces in the waves, staring ferociously in the direction of Caesar and the other two, just like evil spirits in the abyss of the underworld staring at the living people on the shore.

Chapter 602: The King of Humanity

"Were you fighting against this kind of thing during the Jiyuan Project?" Ange asked in disbelief as he looked at the scene in front of him.

It was too dense. I saw the corpse-guarding frenzy with my own eyes. The number of them was more than I had imagined. Those snake-like monsters were entangled together in the sea and moving forward. The scene was so disgusting that it made people's backs chill.

These things beat against the waves and made meaningless screams. Thousands of these sounds superimposed on each other, and the high-decibel volume almost shattered people's eardrums. Ange frowned and tightened the combat headset in his ear. He even wondered in his heart if there was anything he had not accomplished in Japan... because the strongest dragon slayer in the world actually had a feeling that he might not be able to go back.

"That's right. Although these creatures don't possess spiritual power, their bodies are as hard as iron," Caesar said gravely. "Be careful of their teeth. If they go crazy, they can even chew through the Trieste's hull!"

"We should really be thankful to those lunatics in the Equipment Department for installing the shore-based combat platform for us ahead of time," Ange said with lingering fear. "If we hadn't caught up, these things would have swarmed over us and torn us to pieces in just a few seconds, right?"

Ange was definitely not being modest or trying to undermine his own prestige. There were simply too many corpse guards, which was simply terrifying. Once surrounded by these densely packed monsters, even if Ange had "Time Zero", he would have no chance of escaping from such an encirclement. Even if Chu Zihang fully activated the field of "Lord Flame", he would probably not be able to kill one tenth of the corpse guards, not to mention Caesar's "Sickle Weasel", which, even if it evolved into a "Vampire Scythe", could only hold out for less than half a second at most.

Fortunately, the psychopaths in the equipment department had already built a shore-based combat platform for them in advance. The shore-based combat platform was composed of powerful offensive weapons such as anti-aircraft howitzers, individual rocket launchers and triple-mounted high-speed machine guns, plus a defense unit composed of steel shields, spiked walls and tsunami-proof shells. It blocked the coastline and wrapped Ange and the other two in it. At least they would not be helpless and desperate in an environment with turbulent waves and rampant monsters.

These are extremely powerful siege weapons and city defense equipment. With these weapons, they can probably organize a rebellion in the Middle East and destroy several small countries. However, Ange, Caesar and Chu Zihang who are staying there still do not feel safe... because these gathered corpse-guarding crazes can also easily destroy several small countries. The high-tech weapons that Ange and his men possess are deadly to humans, but to these monsters with tough physiques and tenacious vitality, they are no different from the bows and stone spears of primitive tribes.

The corpses approached the island where the Sea Forest Park was located. Ange's bones cracked, and Caesar subconsciously grasped the operating lever of the triple-barreled rapid-fire machine gun. Chu Zihang also wiped off his contact lenses, revealing his pair of ferocious golden eyes.

But to their surprise, the group of corpse guards did not move in a straight line at all. They did not land on the small island of Umi-no-Mori Park and enter Tokyo Bay from the front. Instead, they moved forward along the two sides of the island with the current, as if the upstream waves were split in half by the bow of the ship.

"Damn it! These guys aren't interested in us!" Caesar's face turned ugly. "The pheromones released by the 'gods' are too strong. These creatures are like wild beasts in heat, acting solely on instinct. They don't even care about the living people along the way!"

"Even if they don't target us and won't attack the people of Tokyo, we can't let them get away!" Ange said coldly, "We can't let these things get close to 'God', otherwise we will completely fail in this blocking battle!"

"That's true, but how can we get these guys to stay and fight us?" Caesar's forehead was covered in sweat. "Scolding them won't help!"

They don't mind fighting, even at the cost of their own lives. Before coming here, each of them had already held the idea of ​​​​facing death... Their mission is to stop the group of corpse guards and prevent these monsters from approaching Tokyo and "God", but what can they do if the enemy doesn't even look at them?

"Caesar." Chu Zihang suddenly said, "Raise the flamethrower and point it at me."

"What do you want to do?" Caesar was still a little confused, but he still raised the flamethrower and did as Chu Zihang said.

During the time they were carrying out their mission in Japan, the former rivals had become close comrades-in-arms, and their level of understanding and trust was probably higher than any other two-man team in the executive department.

Chu Zihang pulled out Dicktudo from Caesar's waist. He raised the broad hunting knife and cut his wrist with the sharp blade... Chu Zihang's knife was very heavy. Dicktudo's blade cut the vein in his wrist, and blood floated in the wind like reed flowers.

This scene not only shocked Caesar, but even Angers' eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

"Now!" Chu Zihang reminded Caesar, "Set fire!"

Caesar understood instantly. Chu Zihang asked him to raise the flamethrower not to burn himself, but to burn Chu Zihang's blood... Caesar raised the flamethrower and aimed it at the blood beads scattered in the wind. The blue-orange flame column whizzed past, and the blood beads were evaporated into blood mist by the high temperature.

The strong smell of blood filled the sea breeze. At the same time, the corpse guards who were circling the island of Sea Forest Park suddenly stopped in the waves. They slowly turned their heads and stared in the direction of Ange and the other two. Golden flames danced in their pupils, and greedy expressions could be seen on their broken and hideous faces.

The corpse guards in the distance began to gather towards the island. The corpse guards who had already circled to the back of the island turned back the way they came. Thousands and tens of thousands of pairs of golden pupils stared at Ange and the other two. It was like suddenly throwing a piece of bloody meat into the raging tide of beasts. The hungry beasts were instantly attracted by the fragrance.

Caesar suddenly remembered that he had seen a familiar scene before.

That was in the Genji Heavy Industries Building. Genji Zhisheng and Chu Zihang dripped their blood to the bottom of the elevator shaft and roasted it with fire in order to attract the Deadpools to the screen wall layer so that the innocent people in the building would be attacked by the Deadpools.

Ange also understood it instantly. No wonder Chu Zihang said that extreme bloodthirstiness was the only character flaw of the Corpse Guardians. These unconscious creatures could only act based on their instincts in life. At first glance, they looked like wild beasts, with no regularity in their movements, but in fact, they were easily induced... The pheromones released when the "God" was resurrected could induce the Corpse Guardians to frantically approach the Hongjing area, but if they were allowed to smell blood with extremely high blood purity at a closer distance, they would not be able to resist their bloodthirsty instincts and would be attracted by the smell of blood.

Ange looked at Chu Zihang deeply. No wonder Chu Zihang could easily pull out laziness from the "Seven Deadly Sins". It seems that it was not an illusion that he thought they had become stronger... These two guys not only improved in strength, but their bloodlines became stronger from the fundamental level.

Even though they were relatively close to the corpse-guarding frenzy, their bloodline could suppress the summons of "God"...Ange looked at Chu Zihang deeply, but did not ask anything or say much. Instead, he stretched out a hand to Chu Zihang.

"Bandage the wound well and don't let it interfere with the battle." Angers said to Chu Zihang, "Let me borrow Dick's push."

Chu Zihang handed Dicktudo to Ange, and Ange did exactly the same thing as Chu Zihang... he used Dicktudo's sharp blade to cut the vein in his wrist and let out the blood.

After a moment of stunned silence, Caesar immediately raised the flamethrower and evaporated Ange's blood.

At the same time, the group of corpse guards began to become restless, and all of them stopped approaching Tokyo... If Chu Zihang's blood was a lure to these monsters, then Angé's blood was a stimulation to them. The corpse guards seemed to have been injected with stimulants, and began to swim desperately towards the island of the Sea Forest Park.

"It's clear that in the eyes of these guys, you are all delicious food!" Caesar said to Ange and Chu Zihang, "I'm really curious about what the blood that makes monsters so excited like crazy tastes like!"

"If everyone can survive this time, I don't mind giving you a taste." Ange said to Caesar while bandaging his wrist, "But remember to keep this a secret from the academy."

"Who's in the mood to think about this right now?" Caesar watched the horde of corpses advancing toward the shore-based combat platform. "You've successfully attracted them with yourselves. They're already going crazy with thirst. What should we do now?"

"Leave the front to you two, and the back to me!" Ange ordered, "Guard each other's backs. Don't turn your heads or get distracted. Take a few deep breaths now, or we'll have no chance to breathe!"

It was not from a single direction, the group of corpse guards rushed over from all directions, just as Caesar described, they were like thirsty beasts, making sharp and piercing hisses, like deep-sea mermaids howling.

The screams of the corpse guards even gradually drowned out the sound of the sea breeze and waves. When the sound reached the ears of the three people on the shore, it was creepy. The frenzy of corpse guards really advanced towards the shore of the Sea Forest Park like a wave. Their long snake tails were entangled with each other, and their sharp claws grabbed each other's bodies. They scrambled to climb up, piling up layer by layer, approaching row by row, and the encirclement formed by the black monsters was rapidly shrinking.

This scene was too shocking. Caesar originally thought that the group of Deadpools they encountered in the deep sea of ​​the Abyss Project and in the Genji Heavy Industries Building were the most disgusting and dangerous scenes he had ever experienced in his life. However, compared with the scene before him, it was completely insignificant. They were like three chicks thrown into an iron cage with thousands of giant pythons. People without strong psychological qualities would probably be scared to death and have a cardiac arrest on the spot.

Caesar was in charge of the heavy triple-barreled high-speed machine gun, which was definitely a powerful weapon among the weapons prepared by the equipment department. The barrage of more than a thousand rounds per second could provide powerful fire suppression. Chu Zihang held two high-explosive grenades in one hand and a single-soldier rocket launcher on the other shoulder. He had used this thing twice in the Genji Heavy Industries Building, and now he even had an inexplicable sense of belonging when using it. Angers held a high-temperature flamethrower in one hand and a full box of kerosene in the other. He faced the direction of Tokyo Bay and was responsible for blocking the corpse guards coming back from the rear.

The bodies of the three of them were tightly clenched. If someone touched the muscles of their shoulders or arms at this moment, they would find that their tendons had been tightened to be as hard as steel. This was a highly tense battle-ready posture. At this moment, the senses of an "S"-level hybrid and two super "A"-level hybrids were fully open. They could smell the rotten odor of the corpse guards drifting through the fishy and salty sea breeze. What was even more exaggerated was that in such a fierce wind and waves, they could actually hear each other's heartbeats!

The pounding of my heart threatened to rip my chest apart, but it wasn't from fear...it was from excitement.

How could it not be exciting? So many enemies to kill, such a grand scene, it was simply a... feast of slaughter!

The Gattuso family started out as a gangster. This family, which is feared by the entire European mixed-race world, only likes two things: force and banquets... As the heir of the Gattuso family, Caesar Gattuso certainly has the blood of violence flowing in his veins!

Chu Zihang is the biggest killer in Kassel Academy. Compared with fighting with restraints, fighting without restraints and fighting with bloody blades are obviously more in line with his hobbies.

As for Ange... the strongest dragon slayer in the world, one of the founding members of the Lionheart Society, a true thug in suits... If Chu Zihang is a young killer embryo with a sharp edge, then Ange is the ancestor of killer embryos!

"I know you. You've been holding back for a long time against those weaklings at the academy, right?" Angers said to Caesar and Chu Zihang. "Now, there's no need to suppress your excitement and instincts. Everywhere you look, you're your mortal enemy. Let go and kill to your heart's content."

Caesar and Chu Zihang did not answer Ange's words, but they gave the best response with their actions. Caesar's golden eyes suddenly lit up in the dark night, and Chu Zihang pulled the safety pin of the grenade. They stared at the approaching group of corpse guards with a fierce look, just like bloodthirsty beasts staring at the prey that was delivered to their door... It was clear that there were only three people confronting thousands of monsters, but for a moment they could not tell who was the hunter and who was the prey.

"Kassel Academy hasn't survived to this day solely on the strength of its reputation," Ange whispered. "The war between the Camarilla and the Dragon Clan has raged for thousands of years. Throughout these millennia, the Dragon Clan has never ceased its covetous attempts to overthrow human civilization, but they've never succeeded."

"The storm can be even more violent," Ange shouted in the wind and rain. "If we don't crucify these dragon slaves here, what right do we have to stop the White King's resurrection? What right do I have to take revenge on the dragons?"

A hint of crazy smile passed across Ange's lips, which was the madness of revenge. The tyrannical leader of the half-blood world finally revealed his hideous nature at this moment.

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In the dark wind and rain that was as dark as the eternal night, the old shrine of the Sheqi family welcomed an unexpected person. Fengjian Liuli stood at the door of the side hall.

Chapter 603: Feng Jianli's Crisis

It is called a side hall, but it is actually the enshrinement hall of the old Yakihachi shrine, located behind the main hall. The main hall was used for New Year's banquets and important meetings, while the enshrinement hall, as the name suggests, enshrines the ancestral tablets.

Because it is located in a remote and dangerous location deep in the mountains, the old shrine of the Sheqi Eight Family was not affected by the super tsunami. Only strong winds and heavy rains washed the mountains and forests. Apart from that, the ancient buildings in the mountains were silent, and the white-robed priests who usually appeared in the shrine had disappeared... The priests of the Sheqi Eight Family were not devout and kind-hearted people. On the contrary, they were all violent and vicious people. Because they committed mistakes in the family, they were punished to come to the mountains to guard the ancestral tablets and cleanse their dirty souls in tranquility.

But "God" suddenly resurrected, and a huge disaster suddenly swept Tokyo. Tsunami and volcanic natural disasters broke out at the same time. In this moment of life and death crisis, vicious thugs are certainly more useful than pious priests.

As early as when the tsunami just submerged Tokyo, the priests of the shrine had discussed it. They took off their white robes, put on black suits, drew their pistols from behind the tablets, transformed themselves into brutal gangsters, and rushed to the Genji Heavy Industries Building... The shrine brought more spiritual and symbolic wealth to the Snake Eight Families, but the foundation of the Snake Eight Families was actually in the Genji Heavy Industries Building. At this moment, Genji Heavy Industries needed manpower far more than the shrine.

Only a few elderly priests stayed behind, but in such stormy weather, no old priest would be so idle as to patrol around the shrine all the time, so when Kazama Ruri walked through the burnt vermilion torii in front of the shrine, she was not even stopped.

Ruri Kazama stood under the eaves of the worship hall. Rainwater flowed down the corners of the house in strings, as if hanging a transparent curtain in front of him. The mountains were filled with white mist, thick and hazy. The shrine itself was an old building from the Meiji Restoration period. The main body had undergone a round of renovation, and it still tried to maintain its original classical appearance as much as possible, without any sense of desolation. The Sheqi Eight Families would spend a large sum of money every year to hire specialized people to maintain, repair and reinforce it.

But in stark contrast to the shrine's main building, the ruins outside the shrine still maintained their burnt appearance, with mottled bloodstains on them... Fengjian Liuli stared at the burnt walls in a daze. He had heard of that dusty past, and he only found out not long ago that the person who burned down the Sheqi Bajia Shrine was his father.

It is extremely ironic that as the son of the previous underworld supreme leader and nominally the second son of the Minamoto family, Ruri Kazama has never been to the family shrine... On the contrary, the shrine of the Sheqi Eight Clan is a restricted area for Ryu Kazama. Due to his position, if the Dragon King of the Menggui Clan invades the sacred place where the family commemorates the heroic spirits, the situation of the Sheqi Eight Clan will be quite bleak.

Fengjian Liuli was standing at the door of the enshrine hall, looking at the shrine in the heavy rain, not knowing what was going on in his mind. He stood under the eaves quietly for a long time. Directly in front of him was a huge Buddha statue. The Buddha's face was rusted and mottled. Raindrops fell along the Buddha's head and into the potholes under the Buddha's eyes. It looked as if the Buddha was crying... Fengjian Liuli's hand slowly stretched out into the rain. He had no religious beliefs and no awe, but he wanted to wipe the tearful eyes of the Buddha statue and light a stick of incense.

At this moment, Fengjian Liuli seemed to understand a little. Many times, people do not believe in something itself, but they are powerless to the current predicament and can only pin their hopes on some illusory thoughts to slightly alleviate the uneasiness in their hearts.

But it was obviously impossible to burn incense in such heavy rain. Fengjian Liuli finally withdrew her hand, turned around and slowly walked into the offering hall.

As the hall door was opened, a violent storm rushed into the hall fiercely, the ink-colored screen was blown to and fro, and the branches of flowers in the porcelain vase on the table fell to one side or the other. Fengjian Liuli closed the door, and the wind and rain were isolated outside. He slowly stepped into the offering hall, his white socks stepping silently on the tatami in the hall. Except for the sound of wind and rain outside the hall, the offering hall was silent.

Fengjian Liuli found this place by following his intuition. A few days ago, he went to the deep mountains where he was fostered as a child. He visited the school where he and his brother went to school, stood in front of his adoptive father's tombstone for a while, and finally stared blankly beside the well where he had "died", but found nothing... He was not going to commemorate his childhood and memories, those things had become a thing of the past with his first death. He went to those places to get some clues.

To be precise, he was looking for someone... Ruri Kazama was looking for his brother, Gen Chisei.

But unfortunately, everything was peaceful in the deep mountains where he was fostered in his childhood. The village was peaceful and quiet. It seemed that no outsiders came to disturb him and no old friends came to visit him. It was obvious that Yuan Zhisheng had never been there.

Minamoto no Chisei has been missing from the Sheqi Eight Clan for several days. During these days, Fengjian Liuli's heart has been wrapped in an inexplicable uneasiness. He urgently wants to find Minamoto no Chisei, but he has no clues. So Fengjian Liuli puts himself into Minamoto no Chisei's perspective, imagining if he is the brother, imagining where he would go after he succeeded the head of the Sheqi Eight Clan, knew the true identity of Tachibana Masamune, and was betrayed by the man who was like a teacher and a father.

Perhaps it was due to some mysterious intuition, or perhaps it was out of brotherly connection, Fengjian Liuli came to this shrine deep in the mountains, and then came to the offering hall behind the main hall... A voice in his heart told Fengjian Liuli that perhaps Gen Chisheng had been here before he disappeared.

Fengjian Liuli was strolling in the dead silent hall. It was pitch black all around. Occasionally, lightning struck outside the hall. The lightning shone into the store through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, casting the mottled shadow of the Buddhist shrine. Fengjian Liuli slowly came to the incense burner serving the shrine.

Fengjian Liuli was half-kneeling on the mat. He bent down to light the candle in front of him, but suddenly stopped, as if he discovered something wrong.

Fengjian Liuli picked up the incense stick in the incense burner. The incense stick only burned halfway before it went out. Fengjian Liuli twisted the candle head with her hand, then looked down at the black ashes between her fingers... The candle did not go out naturally, but was forcibly extinguished by someone.

Fengjian Liuli put the unburned incense aside and found himself in a pitch-black environment. Fengjian Liuli slowly closed his eyes. He completely immersed himself in the identity of the young master of the underworld and fantasized about the life of the heir to the patriarch. With his brother's personality, what would he think and do if he inherited such a life?

Trouble... Life after inheriting such a high status must be full of troubles. The bigwigs of various families, the heads of various surnames and the elders of the families gathered in the main hall in front, drinking and chatting, and the noise was endless.

With his brother's personality, he would surely be repulsed by family gatherings, wouldn't he? He'd also hate being in such an environment? But as the young master of the family, if he said something like that in public, it would chill the hearts of his supporters.

Being proud of your brother, you must not be able to stand the disappointed looks of others, right?

So he could only find an opportunity to sneak away, and come to the dark and silent offering hall behind the main hall alone, temporarily escaping the burden of family responsibilities on his shoulders and the pressure brought by interpersonal communication.

Tired... Naturally tired, not just physical tiredness, but more mentally and spiritually tired. On one side is the director of the executive bureau, fighting on the front line to kill "gods" and "ghosts". It's not because Yuan Zhisheng has any lofty ambitions, but out of his stubborn sense of responsibility. However, without desire and relying solely on a sense of responsibility, it is impossible to control a behemoth like the Sheqi Eight Families. Yuan Zhisheng bears the expectations of thousands of clansmen, but he simply cannot bear such heavy expectations.

From an extremely noisy environment to an extremely quiet one, a surge of fatigue came over him like a tide. Yuan Zhisheng wanted to take a nap. Between half asleep and half awake, Yuan Zhisheng felt as if he was a moth in the dark, flying in the darkness of the eternal night. He could not find the direction ahead, nor did he know if there were other moths like him in the world. It seemed that he could never touch the boundaries and warmth.

Until he saw a ball of warm fire, he pounced on it without hesitation. The fierce flames began to burn his wings, but he did not look back. He had been in the eternal night for too long, and it didn't matter if he burned himself to death for a little bit of light.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly woke up, sweating profusely. He suddenly remembered a face. The events of ten years ago appeared in his mind like a nightmare, and he couldn't get rid of it. That dusty memory carried a deep regret that made Yuan Zhisheng unable to extricate himself.

Escape... I must want to escape, escape from the past and reality, escape from the regretful past, and cut off all ties with my life twenty years ago.

At this time, I can only drink, using alcohol to numb my nerves. I sit in the dark hall, staring at the rain outside the window in a daze, fantasizing about escaping this city and going to a country where no one knows me, to spend a long, ordinary and unknown life.

Thinking of this, Fengjian Liuli has come to the window. This is her brother's life. With the help of Lu Mingfei, Yuan Zhisheng finally saved a regret from this rough life, but fell into another huge regret. The admiration and closeness he once had for Tachibana Masamune were exchanged for cruel lies and deception. Facing a broken family, it must be more tiring.

Trouble, fatigue, escape... Fengjian Liuli is an excellent actor. An excellent actor must have a strong ability of empathy. At this moment, Fengjian Liuli has been completely immersed in the role. He leans on the windowsill of the worship hall, looking at the wind and rain outside the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes are blurred, and his body is full of fatigue.

Fengjian Liuli wanted to drink for no reason, so he subconsciously reached out and grabbed a bottle of wine placed on the edge of the bed in the dark... The moment he touched the bottle, Fengjian Liuli's body shook violently, and he woke up from the role of Yuan Zhisheng.

Fengjian Liuli lowered her head and picked up the bottle of wine in disbelief. It seemed that she didn't expect that she would actually touch a bottle of wine when she wanted to drink.

Fengjian Liuli looked closely and saw that it was a bottle of 18-year-old Yamazaki whiskey. The liquor was half drunk and the bottle mouth was open. It looked like someone had drunk it and then suddenly put it aside.

A chill came out from behind Fengjian Liuli and rushed straight to the top of his head. He was shrouded in great uneasiness... Fengjian Liuli suddenly realized something about the reason for Yuan Zhisheng's disappearance.

But the sudden sound of footsteps outside the worship hall interrupted Fengjian Liuli's thoughts. Fengjian Liuli's body subconsciously tensed up, like a cheetah that smelled danger. He suddenly flashed into the darkness, waiting for the arrival of the uninvited guests outside the worship hall.

Why would someone come to the old shrine of the Sheqi family at this time, especially to the remote offering hall of the shrine... Obviously, he is not a priest of the shrine. The elderly priest could not take such hurried steps, and Fengjian Liuli can perfectly conceal his breath, so the priest cannot detect his presence.

Moreover, Fengjian Liuli noticed that the footsteps were overlapping, obviously there was more than one person... Those people were approaching the entrance of the worship hall rapidly.

Fengjian Liuli hid in the darkness behind the door of the worship hall, his eyes fixed on the direction of the door, waiting for these uninvited guests to appear in his sight.

But the footsteps suddenly stopped at the door of the worship hall, and Fengjian Liuli's heartstrings instantly tightened... Just this behavior of the other party made Fengjian Liuli conclude that the other party had already known that there was an intruder in the worship hall, otherwise the other party would not have stayed at the door like him, waiting for the moment when the other party showed up.

Fengjian Liuli couldn't be sure whether the other party was an enemy or a friend, but at such a sensitive moment and in such a sensitive place, Fengjian Liuli no longer had time to guess what the other party was thinking.

At this moment, whoever reveals his identity first will be the first to reveal his flaws!

Time passed by minute by minute, and Fengjian Liuli knew that it was no use to continue to stalemate like this. He suddenly made up his mind, clenched the Yamazaki whiskey in his hand, and suddenly threw the bottle away.

The wine bottle drew an arc in the air and made a dull sound when it landed on the tatami, breaking the stalemate silence.

The door panel was knocked open by a huge force, and a black figure rushed into the worship hall with the sound of wind and rain outside the door, heading straight to the place where the whiskey bottle fell to the ground.

The cherry-red long sword at Fengjian Liuli's waist was suddenly unsheathed. At the same time, his figure pounced out like a cheetah ready for hunting. The long sword cut through the air at a rapid speed, carrying a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and cut towards the neck of the figure who was attacking Yamazaki Whiskey.

"Don't move!"

"Don't move!"

The same scolding sounded simultaneously from inside and outside the door. Fengjian Liuli and a figure outside the door threatened each other at the same time.

Chapter 604 Yasha Crow and Sakura

The figure attracted by the bottle of Yamazaki whiskey was crawling on the tatami in the offering hall, stiff and straight, because Kazama Ruri's cherry-red long sword was at his neck.

Fengjian Liuli also put one palm on the man's shoulder to prevent him from escaping from his blade. What surprised Fengjian Liuli secretly was that through the contact of his palms, he could feel that the man in front of him not only had an extremely burly physique, but also his taut muscles were as hard as rocks... He was indeed not a simple character. It was impossible for an old priest to have such a strong physical fitness. No matter which underworld organization this guy was placed in, he would definitely be a fierce general who could charge and kill the enemy.

And Fengjian Liuli's guess was correct. There was more than one person approaching the worship hall. At this time, there was a figure outside the door confronting Fengjian Liuli inside the house. The other party's confidence came from the pistol in his hand... It was too dark and there was no light in the worship hall. Even though Fengjian Liuli had a night vision ability far beyond that of ordinary people, he could only see a vague and thin outline standing at the door. He held a gun in his hand, and the muzzle was aimed at Fengjian Liuli, but the model of the gun was unknown.

"Go ahead, shoot him, don't worry about me!" The man who had a knife at Fengjian Liuli's neck suddenly shouted.

Fengjian Liuli could feel a huge force rising from under his palm. The man who rushed into the offering hall first began to struggle frantically. He suddenly pushed away Fengjian Liuli's palm that was pressing on his shoulder. Like a rhinoceros that suddenly became angry, after removing the force that Fengjian Liuli was using to restrain him, his entire body even violently rushed towards Fengjian Liuli's lower waist and abdomen.

At the same time, an extremely subtle gunshot was heard from the direction of the entrance of the worship hall... It was a pistol equipped with a silencer. Even though the insignificant gunshot was almost buried by the sound of the wind and rain outside the door, Fengjian Liuli, whose hearing was also far superior to that of ordinary people, could still distinguish this imperceptible murderous intent.

If he swung the knife immediately, Fengjian Liuli was confident that he could cut off the neck of the man in front of him, and at the same time prevent the bullet from avoiding his own vital parts... But after a moment of thought, Fengjian Liuli chose to retreat. He put away the long knife that was on the other person's neck, and at the same time, his body quickly retreated, hiding in the darkness behind him.