I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

The dense gunfire on the second floor of the warehouse covered Kazuo Amado's horrified cries.

Facing the "Arsenal of Holy Light" with full firepower, even Ginji Matsumoto has no time for him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Kazuo Amado decisively directed dozens of hungry ghosts to entangle Higashino Kohei, while he turned around and ran towards the platform.

"Hey, finally..."

Seeing his actions, Higashino Kohei narrowed his inverted triangular eyes slightly.

It is difficult for the opponent to break through under the cover of the group of hungry ghosts, but if they are alone...

He jumped up, stepped on the heads of a few hungry ghosts as lightly as a cat, turned back and kicked out through the wall on the side of the warehouse, and appeared in front of Kazuo Tiandou first.

"...I got you."

The Azure Dragon Saber, which was full of blood, gently touched Kazuo Tendo's neck.

"You and I……"

Before Kazuo Amado finished speaking, Kohei Higashino had already slit his throat with a knife.

The turbulent blood spurted on Higashino Kohei's face in an instant.

"Hey...Your Excellency's blood really smells as bad as I thought."

Kazuo Tento, who was clutching his neck and struggling in pain, jumped onto the container, Higashino Kohei swung the machete again, and beheaded several hungry ghosts who rushed forward.

"The self-recovery of you monsters is also limited."

He didn't seem to intend to give Kazuo Tendo a good time at all, but instead observed with great interest the wound that was slowly recovering from the eating of the hungry ghost.

"Since Your Excellency promised to give Nu Luoquan an explanation...the punishment of 'Three Swords and Six Holes' is naturally indispensable."

The sharp green dragon knife pierced through the body, nailing Kazuo Amado to the container.

"...This knife is for the kind and friendly neighbor in my apartment who died innocently."

Because the trachea was severed, the entire neck was split with a huge gap, Kazuo Amado could barely make a sound of choking blood, and his whole body trembled weakly.

"...This knife is for the many brothers who died for my Nuluoquan!"

Another green dragon knife also pierced Tiandou Kazuo's body fiercely.

"The last knife...for my beloved Lizi..."

Withdrawing the knife from Kazuo Amendo's body, Kohei Higashino aimed the knife at the opponent's heart with tears in his eyes.

Just as Higashino Kohei's "Three Knives and Six Holes" was about to be completed, there was a piercing sound of friction from the iron gate of the warehouse.

When several hungry ghosts in the waiting room turned their heads to look there, there was a crack one person wide in the originally thick and solid iron gate.

A gentle breeze blew in through the crack.

Before Higashino Xinghei could react, the breeze had already bypassed the field and rushed toward his face.

It was just like the breeze that I enjoyed while holding Reiko in the spring under the cherry blossoms in the past.

Feeling that there was something uncomfortable in that breeze, Higashino Xinghei instinctively avoided it in the opposite direction.

However, it seemed that something forcibly disrupted his body balance. His feet slipped, his center of gravity became unbalanced, and his whole body "falled flat" on the container.

Higashino Xinghei turned over quickly and wanted to get up, and countless dense bloodstains suddenly broke out on his body.

Then, without feeling any pain at all, his whole body was like a collapsed sandcastle, shattered into flesh and blood all over the place.

Not a trace of blood flowed out.

On his still intact head, there was still an inconceivable expression.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kazuo Amado, who was nailed to the container, snapped his fingers with difficulty.

The hungry ghosts who were originally gathered under the container and were climbing up changed their expressions, and actually entangled and devoured each other.

As the hungry ghosts devoured each other, Kazuo Tendo's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Cough cough cough..."

"It should be the happiest thing to be able to die under my hands without pain..."

A hoarse voice sounded behind Kazuo Tento.

"By the way, your appearance is really... embarrassing... Number five..."

Kazuo Amado reluctantly pulled out the Qinglong Sword on his body and threw it aside.

He turned his head and saw no one in the direction the voice came from.

"Four... number four?! How did you come here?"

Slightly stunned, he seemed to know the identity of the visitor, and he frowned in some panic.

"It's past the time to deliver it to the "Observer". The president asked me to take a look...but it's easy for me to find..."

In the warehouse, only the hoarse voice of the man could be heard, constantly drifting with the direction of the whirlwind.

...

Above the platform on the second floor, Siena and Matsumoto Ginji were still fighting fiercely.

In the dense rain of golden bullets, Matsumoto Ginji moved with treacherous steps, always able to slash the lingering blade on the black-robed priest at the most appropriate time and at the least cost of injury.

"That's right, it's rare to meet an opponent who allows me to unleash my sword..."

The clothes on Matsumoto Ginji's body have been completely blasted into cloth strips by the Holy Light bullets, revealing his lean body like iron.

Even with the protection of the power of the holy light, Siena was left with several scars, which were still slowly healing.

"Hey, if I'm not mistaken, your physical recovery...is limited, right..."

He noticed that the more bullets he was shot, the slower the healing speed of the warrior's wounds.

However, the power of the holy light in his body was running out.

Just as the battle was getting tense, a breeze swept towards Siena from downstairs.

Siena first felt that his feet were stumbled heavily, and his center of gravity was instantly unbalanced.

When he turned over to stop the fall with his strong physical fitness, a burst of dense sword light exploded a little bit of starlight on the holy light of his body.

He froze for a moment, reaching out to touch his face.

A few drops of blood slowly appeared on the fingertips.

Immediately, dense bloodstains appeared on Siena's body.

Countless drops of blood slowly poured out, turning him into a blood man.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't feel any pain.

"Oh? Your body is quite tough..."

The voice of the man named "Number Four" by Kazuo Amado resounded from behind like a ghost.

Siena turned around without hesitation and kicked.

But his tyrannical kick only encountered an invisible whirlwind.

"Kashin has the wind name Kamaitachi... There are three knives in the wind..."

That seemingly weak but deadly sound of wind, accompanied by hoarse whispers, swirled around Siena.

"The first one will trip you up...the second one will cut you..."

Intensive golden light continuously erupted on Siena.

"The third one will put a plaster on you... sleep at ease, it won't hurt at all..."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Siena put his hands on his chest, and the outline of a golden coffin was faintly surrounded by holy light all over his body.

Holy Light, holy coffin.

Colliding with the whirlwind like a sharp blade, violent sparks erupted, but they couldn't break through the defense of the golden coffin for a while.