Rise of the Lord God of Marvel

Busujima Yaozi listened carefully to the words of Feng Xiaogang and his son. There was a lot of information revealed in the words of such a big boss.

"Who! Who's there!" A loud shout rang out.

Busujima Yako was so excited that she was discovered!

Sure enough, a world without StarCraft would still be impossible. There are not enough blind people.

Bang bang bang!

Before the shouts could stop, a few bullets hit the wall next to Busujima Yako. The quality of the Crocodile Gang's gunmen was worrying.

In this case, Yako Busujima quickly turned over and jumped from the other side.

Uncle Gang's face darkened. There was someone eavesdropping next to him for so long, but he didn't notice at all.

You are still too lax, this won’t work!

"Come on, grab that guy!" Uncle Gang yelled.

Under such circumstances, he still kept his responsibilities in mind and had no intention of leaving the casino gate, fearing that this would be a tactic to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

After coming down from the wall, Yako Busujima quickly turned the mechanical bird into automatic mode. There was no time to worry about it anymore.

After being discovered, the surrounding Crocodile Gang members began to move, and the sound of rapid footsteps continued to reach Busujima Yako's ears from all directions.

Running along the dark alley, Yako Busujima prepared to cross this area directly. As long as she left here, she had countless ways to escape from the city.

"She's here!" a person yelled at the entrance of the alley.

While Busujima Yaozi's speed did not slow down, he held his hand on the handle of the knife.

"Ahhh!" The member of the Crocodile Gang raised the big blade in his hand and rushed over alone. He didn't know who gave him the courage.

Maybe it's Busujima Yako's thin body under the night clothes? Anyway, this person may think he is very brave.

Draw your sword and chop!

A flash of silver light flashed in the air, and Busujima Yako ran past the stranger. A second later, a blood-red line slowly appeared on the opponent's neck.

Poof~ the blood spurted out directly from there.

Easier to kill than zombies.

Yako Busujima thought in his mind that although martial arts existed in this world, it seemed that such low-level ruffians were still out of reach.

In a short instant kill, all aspects of this ruffian's qualities were at the level of an ordinary person. The zombies in Yako's hometown on Busujima had brain damage that prevented them from restricting their muscles. Their strength and speed were slightly stronger than this ruffian's.

As he rushed out of the alley, Yako Busujima immediately recognized his surroundings.

There is a group of gangsters on the left, apparently they were called over by their companions.

There were fewer people on the right, but Yako Busujima could see at a glance that the person there had a gun in his hand.

So he decisively turned left, lowered his body at the same time, and rushed towards the crowd.

Phew~ A long breath came out of Busujima Yako's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, gaps in the air appeared in Busujima Yako's perception.

Breathing of Water - One Type!

Water slash!

After Busujima Yaozi bounced up slightly, he slashed horizontally with the long knife in his hand, sweeping past the three people in front of him, and then rolled on the spot to avoid several subsequent machetes.

Then he jumped up high.

Type 2! Water wheel!

The water flow following the rotation of the long knife broke off all the arms that were close to Busujima Yako!

After using both moves, Busujima Yako directly killed through the opponent's camp, and then continued to move forward without any hesitation.

"Stop!" The little boss on the right immediately stopped his brother, "Stop chasing!"

After he finished speaking, several people in the team that had been penetrated by Busujima Yako fell down. The three people who died instantly in front were better off and did not suffer any pain.

The gangsters who were affected by the water tanker in the back were basically lying on the ground, holding their broken arms, and kept wailing there.

Gudu.

The pursuer swallowed, and the scene in front of him stunned him.

They had never seen a bloody scene like this. When it was really being chopped, severed limbs were flying everywhere. It was much more exaggerated than this.

But in that kind of battle, you stab me and I stab you, back and forth. When it comes to this situation, I have already cut off my head, so how can I feel any fear.

But what is this now? A one-sided crushing? A massacre?

"Go back...go back to protect the gang leader!"

After someone found a reason, the pursuers here stopped and began to retreat in a tacit understanding.

Those with a little more conscience could only help the fallen brother up.

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"Trash! They're all trash!" Feng Xiaogang kicked the table down and cursed, "There are so many people, and one person can touch such a close place. Are they all fucking bastards?!

"

"Dad, don't be angry. Uncle Gang is here and has something to report." Xiao Feng opened the door from the outside and said softly.

"Let him in." After Feng Xiaogang finished venting his anger, he sat back and sat on the chair.

"Gang leader." Uncle Gang came in and retaliated with a punch first.

"Hmph! Have you been caught?!" Feng Xiaogang looked at Uncle Gang and asked, he was still very unhappy now, so many younger brothers were of no use at all, they were all waste!

"No." Uncle Gang shook his head, "After injuring more than a dozen brothers, the other party escaped."

"Are you kidding?! There are so many people and you can't catch one? And you've hurt so many people?!" Feng Xiaogang said angrily.

"Gang leader! That person should be a practicing practitioner." Uncle Gang explained.

"Lian Jiazi?"

Uncle Gang: "Yes, I have seen the broken arms of several brothers. They were all chopped off with one knife, and the fractures were flat and smooth. You must have good skills to be able to do this!"

"How does it compare to you?"

"I don't know." Uncle Gang shook his head, "No one can say who will win or lose until we actually face each other, but... the gang leader... the blade seems to be a Japanese long sword."

"Japanese?" Feng Xiaogang paused, "Are you sure?"

"It should be true. Their swords are very different from ours. Although a direct cut leaves very little information, I have fought against Japanese samurai several times, so there should be nothing wrong."

Uncle Gang recalled it and said.

Feng Xiaogang was silent for a while, "Let the brothers come back. Forget about the two outermost streets for now. I'm going to ask what's going on."

"Yes! Gang leader!"

After Uncle Gang exited, Feng Xiaogang stood at the window, thoughts surging in his mind.

The Japanese are the group of forces that support the independence of the Ax Gang. It is precisely because of their existence that the Ax Gang dares to become chess players.

However, this kind of support means providing weapons and equipment, and it has never ended directly.

Maybe this time is a sign?

Did he move too much this time? No, I have to find a way to get some support!

Feng Xiaogang thought about it, put on his windbreaker, picked up the pistol, and then left the place with a large group of people.