Crossover in the Anime World

Bana, one of the ten old men, is a bald, short, fat old man in his seventies. He wears small round glasses on the bridge of his nose, which can hardly block the vicious eyes behind the lenses.

None of the ten old men is a kind person. Each of them has the blood of countless innocent people on their hands, and this Bana is the most ruthless one among the ten.

However, he is now old, and even the most advanced medical equipment in the Hunter World cannot maintain his health, so he hopes to return to his youth and borrow another five hundred years from heaven. After learning that there was a suspicious item called Dragon Ball, he immediately took it and inspected it himself.

The inspection process included shooting, burning, and hydraulic extrusion. It was finally determined that the Dragon Ball was not a mortal object, but a substance harder than diamond. It may be the hardest substance known in the human world. It is definitely not an ordinary mortal object. It is also difficult for those with embodied thought abilities to add any impurities into it. So Bana believed that the dragon ball was really a wish-making machine, so he needed more information, so there was a scene where the gang cleared the streets to invite Durandinissa.

There were no words all the way, and the air-conditioning in the luxury car was deliberately turned down low to oppress the people being invited. There was really the wisdom of a gangster everywhere. Dulan didn't even know why they didn't become salesmen if they had such great ideas. They were absolutely outstanding.

Arriving at the top floor of an office building, which is Bana's residence, the old man slumped down on the sofa, staring straight at the video. It was a very bloody scene of a gangster beating a debtor.

Again? Once or twice is enough. Don’t you gangsters have any new tricks besides intimidation? Dulan himself was embarrassed, so he wanted to break the embarrassment: "If you want to ask about the Dragon Ball, I'm sorry I only have one. You have to find the other six by yourself. I don't know where they are."

"Collect the seven dragon balls to summon the dragon to make a wish. Am I wrong?" Bana looked at Duran with interest, looking at a rabbit like an eagle. He found that Duran didn't seem to be afraid, so he added to his fear: "You have a A beautiful wife. I have had several such excellent women. They were other people’s mothers, other people’s daughters, and other people’s wives just like your wife. But in the end they all became mine. Wife, when I get tired of playing with them, I will leave them to my subordinates, this is what I do."

...It's still a threat, and it's the kind of threat that Duran can't bear the most. Is this old guy looking for death? Right, right?

Dulan waved his hand, and a gust of wind flowed through the space, and then everyone heard "bang bang bang", which was the sound of the door being closed continuously, so that no gangsters would come to cause trouble.

Du Lan smiled and imitated the other person's tone and said: "You have a head. I have cut off many heads like this. Some of them were robbers, some were killers, some were careerists, but none of them belonged to gang bosses. When I get tired of looking at your head, I think I'll twist your head off your neck and throw it out of here."

The four bodyguards beside the old man had already drawn their guns when the door was closed, but Bana stopped them and immediately opened fire. By the time Duran finished speaking, he was still very calm. He was probably going to die because there were four bodyguards pointing guns at him. Duran: "Do you know how many people there are in my gang? If you attack me, there is only one consequence, death without a whole body." He looked at Dulan gloomily, as if Duran was already dead.

"Tsk, tsk." Dulan shook his head disdainfully, "You can't be a gangster without culture." He had nothing to say to this confident gang boss.

Dinisha had also taken action, and the four bodyguards pointed their pistols at Bana uncontrollably as if they were receiving electric shocks.

"Your act of cuckolding someone is enough to shoot you a hundred times, but there are only four guns here, so I'll shoot you four times." "Dinisha, you're welcome."

Dinisha was filled with indignation when she thought about how many happy families had been ruined by this old man, and she didn't care about the bodyguard's frightened expression.

All four magazines were emptied. Bana was already dead. His expression was ashen and in disbelief. It seemed that he did not expect that Duran and Dinisha would not be afraid of the powerful gang and would not surrender to him. Bana would not die until he died. He didn't believe that he was killed so easily, not even as good as a pig.

The faces of the four bodyguards were distorted, and they were more scared than their own father had died, because the people in the gang would not let them go, they were dead.

Whether it was to avenge the boss for the legitimacy of his rise to power, or to eliminate Bana's old gang, it was absolutely impossible for four bodyguards to walk out of this building.

Dulan looked at the old man's ugly body with disgust. An air bomb evaporated the body along with the sofa, and his eyes were finally clean: "You seem to be very scared. If you had known this, why would you have joined the underworld in the first place? It's better to have more people without a future." How many years have you been studying?"

However, these four people all came from Meteor Street, and they had no other choice but to become gangsters.

"Why don't you say the line 'I want to be a good person, but I have no choice'." Dulan said that was enough, "If you say that, maybe I can help you."

The four bodyguards didn't know when they could move. They were overcontrolled by the devil just now. It was so scary. Now the four of them looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Rotten wood cannot be carved." Du Lan found that these four bodyguards had no brains at all.

To be precise, there is no subjective consciousness. This is the thugs trained by Meteor Street who are only loyal to the gang boss. They do not need subjective opinions, they only need to obey the gang boss's orders. They will fight when they are told to fight and kill when they are told to. Killing people, they are puppets who carry out orders, and they are also the boss's most trusted subordinates.

I'm speechless. I can't count on these people anymore, so Dulan should do it himself. The energy was realized through magic, and soon a puppet exactly like the dead old man appeared in front of everyone.

The four bodyguards were dumbfounded. Isn't Bana dead? Who is this person?

"I'm fine, go open the door." Under the control of Duran, the puppet Bana's voice was the same as before, and his eyes were just as sharp, which could intimidate the entire gang.

"Boss, we heard gunshots." The gangsters who came in from outside carried long guns and cannons, as well as classic Chicago typewriters, and surrounded Duran and Dinisha.

"Asshole, put your gun down, this is our honored guest." Bana shouted: "Do you all want to die?"

All the gangsters shuddered. The boss's words were too powerful. Who dared to disobey such an order? They all put away their pistols: "Boss, what happened? Why are there gunshots?"

"I'm happy, can't I celebrate by shooting?"

Well, Bana's words shut up everyone. You are the boss and you can do whatever you say.

"Go and call all the leaders in the gang here. I have something to say."

"all?"

"That's right, everyone, including those in other places outside Youkesin City, must be called back. They must show up before this time tomorrow. Those who can't make it will never show up in front of me."

It seemed that it was really a serious matter. No one dared to stay at all and went out immediately. Fortunately, the gangster's IQ is not high, so he was fooled so easily. Although the four bodyguards have no opinions, they also know that they cannot talk nonsense now. The best way to survive is to remain silent and pretend that nothing has happened.