I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"S..."

I don't know when, a tall figure like an evil ghost appeared behind several people.

This man wrinkled his entire face and stared at them quietly with ferocious eyes, and his whole body was full of murderous intent.

It was Sosuke Araki who dived in from the water and climbed onto the ship with the cable, and has been hidden in the outer string lifeboat.

He held up his urgency and waited until the people on the deck were dispersed into the cockpit and cabin before moving silently.

"……dense……"

Not waiting for a few people to react, Araki Sosuke, who was soaked all over, pressed Funamura and another man's heads, and slammed into each other severely.

Without waiting for a few others to react, he flexed his right hand, his index and middle fingers straightened out, like lightning, with afterimages, quickly and accurately poking at each other.

"……Horse……"

Wing Chun·Marking.

If the small thoughts and bridge search in Wing Chun are aimed at enemies of similar strength to one’s own; then the index refers to the most rapid and direct method of attacking when the strength of oneself and the enemy is very different, and the enemy is too few. Down the enemy's technique.

Marking is an extremely advanced technique of Wing Chun. The attack methods are mainly fingers, palms, and elbows. They target the enemy's eyes, throats, and dead spots. It is known as "no mercy, no mercy."

Because of its high lethality and easy damage to others and self, most martial arts schools often only pass on honest and stable disciples who enter the room.

The two generations are humans, and when dealing with others, Araki Sosuke strictly abides by the martial ethics, and tries to minimize the damage to the opponent's ability to act.

However, in the face of extremely evil men with a large number of weapons and superior weapons, considering that the other party's warning would bring life to the bird Yuuji, he was forced to sacrifice this style of the most efficient technique.

"...Sen."

Araki Sosuke surpassed Kato's hand speed to make two consecutive marks, instantly poke the vitals of the few people in front of him, and then directly knocked the others into a stun with his elbow.

The index that was originally focused on hitting the weak points of the human body, with his strange power, was like the effect of a rocket fired from a pistol.

Before several men had time to raise their hips and touch their guns, they fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

After doing all this, Araki Sosuke turned around without hesitation and gently touched the cabin underneath.

Just after he left, the talisman paper wrapped in Juyiwen Zezong suddenly ignited a raging flame...

This knife was pretended to be sealed before.

The [Sun and Moon] double knives on the side screamed frantically.

...

"Hmph, telling the usage of this knife now can save you a little bitterness."

In the second floor of the cabin, I felt that the yacht was slowly leaving the port. The tree planter standing among the marijuana bushes had a relaxed expression on his face. The old god was watching the bird Yu Mayumi in front of him.

In the suitcase beside him was a row of sharp knives of different sizes.

"Mmm..."

Tori Mayumi, whose mouth was reattached by the tape, responded to him with an inexplicable voice.

"Oh, sorry sorry..."

The tree planter gently tore off the tape on the girl's mouth in front of him.

"As I said, July Rain will choose its own master. Few people from the Little Bird Tour clan can pull it out...A blasphemous person like you will never pull out the Demon Sword July Rain."

Tori Mayumi looked at him and said viciously.

"Hey, little girl, do you know that when I am my age, I am more interested in torture and torture than those between men and women..."

Zhong Shuren smiled evilly and began to pick a knife from the suitcase.

He gained the power of the evil spirits, his personality was also affected, and he gradually became vicious and cruel, and he was obsessed with the feeling that beautiful things were slowly being destroyed in his own hands.

"Did you know that in the ancient Dragon Kingdom, there was a criminal law called Ling Chi, which was to use a sharp knife that didn't feel pain to cut off the flesh from your body one by one..."

Seeing Yu Tori Mayumi forcefully pretending to be calm, but revealing a horrified look, there was a fascinated expression in the eyes of the tree planter.

"You pretentious spirit removers, in front of my punishment, often behave inferior to ordinary people..."

The pain, timidity, cowardice, and pleading of the few spirit-eliminators who had been tortured by him before made Zhongshuren feel a sense of pleasure of being aloof and mastering life and death.

At this moment, a few soft footsteps attracted the attention of the tree planters.

"Asshole, didn't you say not to disturb me until you get to the place?"

The interest was destroyed, and the tree planter in the middle roared towards the cabin door.

A man with a golden oil head and a six-pointed star engraved on his sideburns ejected from the hatch like a leopard.

The crumpled facial features and murderous eyes occupied all his sight.

It seems like a demon was born.

Locked by the murderous eyes, the tree planter struck a spirit, and with lightning speed, took out a handful of small steel balls and threw them at the opponent.

"Snapped".

The small steel ball wrapped in resentment threw the face of Araki Sosuke who rushed to the front.

But he didn't delay his pace in the slightest.

"Do you want to... do to her?"

Araki Sosuke, with a stern face and a hideous expression, didn't care about the small steel ball that bounced off his face, pinched the opponent's neck with one hand, and lifted him high.

"Cough... why are you... I obviously... lost you..."

The thin tree planter, struggling in the air like a quail, with both hands deep into his pockets, his left and right hands kept throwing small steel balls on Araki Sosuke.

"Lost your sister, how amazing is the small steel ball winning..."

No longer giving the other party a chance to speak, Araki Sosuke relentlessly bombarded the abdomen of the tree planter with a punch.

Accompanied by the sound of bone cracking, the thin Zhong Tree Planter flew up like a cannonball and slammed into the cabin.

A mouthful of old blood was spit out from his mouth.

Just then Araki Zongsuke's punch broke at least three of his ribs.

Zhong Shuren resisted the pain, and at the moment he landed on the ground, he activated the "Power of Shiba Devil", merged into the potted plants, and disappeared from the sight of Toori Yu Mayumi.

Araki Sosuke raised his eyebrows with some doubts, staring at the tree planter who crawled in the marijuana bushes, the Mediterranean sparkling like a big light bulb.

This uncle was still stiff, he didn't say a punch when he hit him, and he still had the strength to crawl forward on the ground.

only……

After crawling for a certain distance, the tree planter stopped, squatting in the potted plant bushes with a pooping posture and staring at Sosuke Araki.

Araki Sosuke looked at the other party's "confusion behavior" with a slightly puzzled and vicious look.

Was this uncle stupid by himself, or did he say that Voldemort was too much in the ghosts and the ghosts to survive, thinking that he would be able to survive this way?

Looking at each other with the murderous eyes of Sosuke Araki, the tree planter who just breathed a sigh of relief in the "grass" felt an unprecedented panic.

"How...how could it be possible?!"

Even if there is no response when thrown by his own "Evil Ghost Power", he can actually see his traces. This is a situation he has never encountered before.

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