Chapter 46 Chapter 46 This chapter contains some horror descriptions...

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Guangjin Liulang walked into the office building with the Black Lizard's subordinates.

According to intelligence, Shirakura's base in Yokohama is here.

Baiying, a criminal organization with a name like a fairy tale and an extremely cruel style of doing things.

A few years ago, they were anarchic mercenaries roaming the battlefield. Not long after, they went from being mercenaries at the bottom of the war to a famous killing group in the underground world.

Those who made their fortune by fighting wars should not be underestimated, no matter how skilled or ruthless they are.

This time they came to Yokohama and committed many sins.

Guangjin Liulang was ordered by the port/mafia to deal with them. But for some reason, they haven't encountered anyone so far.

An old man in a suit with gray hair but elegant temperament raised his slender fingers in white gloves and stroked a kettle.

There is still warmth.

The lights in the adjacent restroom were on, but it was empty, with no one in it.

There was no blood or corpse.

It was as if all the people in Baiying were doing their own things just a second ago, but in the next second, they all disappeared.

More than a hundred people disappeared silently.

How is this done?

Even with the power of the port/mafia, it is not as easy as just a flick of the finger to wipe out such an organization.

It was so quiet that no one noticed anything unusual.

Behind him, Akutagawa Gin, dressed in black and thin, walked around a pile of instant noodle bowls and other household garbage and glanced out the window of the building.

The entire area was deserted, without a sound of birds or insects, a complete silence. Aside from a patch of pale green trees, there was no sign of life.

It's a really spooky place.

"Could it be a ghost?" Tachihara Michizo said, then laughed to himself. How could it be possible?

The port mafia members walked up the stairs one by one, and the stairs behind them became extremely dark, as if the darkness was eroding the space behind them bit by bit.

Guangjin Liulang, who originally did not attach much importance to tonight's mission, now focused his attention to the highest level.

He understood that something unexpected had happened during the mission.

And it was a very tricky accident.

Most of the Port/Mafia's usual opponents are enemies standing right in front of them, but even they feel a little unsure about such a strange, creepy, empty, dark room.

"...Who's there!" When walking past a window, Tachihara Michizo behind him suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at the window.

Several members turned around immediately, and the scene before them made the hair on their faces stand on end, and they almost screamed out loud -

They saw a little man standing outside the glass, with his pale face pressed against the window, staring at them with his black hole-like eyes.

What is that? All the mafia members present were startled.

This is the sixth floor, there's nowhere to stand outside! How could there be someone standing outside?

"Don't shoot!" Guangjin Liulang turned around and whispered quickly, "It's just a doll!"

Everyone looked closely and realized that what they thought was a person was actually just an illusion caused by looking too quickly in the dark.

Outside the glass was just a white rag doll.

Tachihara Michizo retracted his gun with a grim expression. He wondered if the doll had been there just now, or had it simply appeared out of nowhere?

He didn't want to admit that when he walked past this window, he suddenly saw a pale face pressed against the window out of the corner of his eye. Even he, who was well-trained, was scared.

Guangjin Liulang took a step closer and observed carefully, only to find that the doll was not floating outside out of thin air, but there was a rope hanging from its neck, hanging it outside the window, with a layer of glass between it and them.

Perhaps because of the wind, the doll's drooping body hit the glass again and again.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Guangjin Liulang looked at the doll with dark eyes and felt a strange feeling in his heart. The doll's eyes were lifeless, but seemed to be staring at you all the time.

But no matter how you look at it, it's just a lifeless rag doll.

"It should be the clue left by the other party."

Guangjin Liulang whispered softly, in case there was a trap, he cautiously did not choose to open the window, but went around to the upstairs window to look down.

The window is sealed and cannot be opened from the inside.

Guangjin Liulang squinted his eyes and looked down, and found a rough hemp rope tied to the window. One end of the rope was tied to the anti-theft window outside the window in front of him, and the other end was tightly wrapped around the doll's neck, so that the doll's face was facing the window on the first floor below.

They could almost see the deep marks on the doll's neck where the rope had made them.

Not only Tachihara Michizo, but others also frowned.

The port/mafia are not sadists. They will not use bizarre ways of death as entertainment. Such methods, even for a doll, are very uncomfortable to watch.

"There's a high probability that there's a sadistic tendency behind this," Tachihara Michizo concluded with disgust in his eyes.

He deliberately hangs a rag doll in front of the window, letting people see it as they pass by and enjoying their frightened expressions. This is an executioner who is full of superiority and desire to show off.

The more experienced Hirotsu Liulang observed the doll for a few seconds before denying it. "The knot on the doll's neck is in the front, not the back. It means it tied the knot itself. The person behind the scenes mistook it for themselves."

"It's more likely that he's using this method to vent his emotions."

But no matter what the situation is, the window cannot be opened from the inside, so how did the doll get hung outside?

The other party should have special abilities in this area.

They searched the entire building and found only this suspicious doll.

"Let's go outside and see if we can get it off. Watch out for traps." Guangjin Liulang took the lead and went downstairs.

After going outside, Akutagawa Gin noticed that Tachihara Michizo paused for a moment. She was a little confused, but then she saw that Hirotsu Liulang's expression in front of her suddenly changed.

Yin was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly reacted.

There is no wind at all tonight!

That doll wasn't moved by the wind!

What was pushing the doll against the window just now?

Just as Akutagawa Gin turned around, a petite white shadow fell from the sky and landed on the ground with a "bang".

The doll fell heavily to the ground, its head fell off, dragging its long white hair, and rolled around before stopping.

Everyone suddenly felt like they were facing a great enemy, staring intently at the doll that was broken into two pieces. The surroundings were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Guangjin Liulang felt in a difficult situation.

He didn't even see any enemies at this moment, but all the companions around him were almost frightened and panicked. Some of the younger members even wanted to run away.

The other party should be quite knowledgeable about human nature.

However, there are still some brave young people here.

"You're playing tricks." The red-haired boy with a band-aid on his nose raised his gun and pointed it at the doll. "Only the weak would resort to such roundabout tactics."

He had the appearance of a gangster but fired without hesitation. His excellent marksmanship made the bullet hit the doll right between the eyebrows.

The doll's head rolled several times on the ground due to the impact, and its white hair was covered with dust.

There was still no movement around. This provocative action did not arouse the other party's anger.

Guangjin Liulang narrowed his eyes.

It's so quiet around here.

He looked around, and this time he used his observation skills several times more carefully than before.

He soon discovered something strange.

The entire building was surrounded by parked cars, probably because there was no dedicated parking lot and there were just too many cars. Every car here had its front end biting the rear of another car, so tightly packed together that it looked extremely congested.

If you think about it, this is a strange way to park.

The distance between cars is so close that they are almost touching each other. It seems that more cars have been stopped, but the rationality has not been considered at all - how to drive them out?

Moreover, all the cars were arranged in a chaotic manner, like a messed-up mahjong table, which was very annoying just by looking at it. The cars outside were stuck in the aisle, and the cars inside could not get out at all.

How can a car be parked like this?

Guangjin Liulang suddenly caught a glimpse of a moving shadow out of the corner of his eye. His expression changed and he immediately turned around and strode into a car, calmly lowering his eyes to look at the dark car window.

It was so dark around that it was difficult to see inside with the naked eye. One of the clever men raised a flashlight and shone it here, finally illuminating the interior of the car.

A pale face was pressed tightly against the car window, looking out at them from inside.

The other person's face was squeezed so hard between the car window that it was distorted, and his bloody eyes looked at them with resentment.

Guangjin Liulang recognized it.

This is Onomichi Forest Farm, the leader of the White Sakura.

"Old man!" Tachihara Michizo said in a lost voice.

Guangjin Liulang suddenly raised his head and realized that every car around the building was full of people.

Countless pairs of eyes were watching them without blinking in the darkness, from the moment they entered the building.

It turns out that the more than one hundred missing people are here.

"Ghost, ghost—" The young members behind him were so frightened that they ran away crawling.

The next moment, countless figures poured out of the car and crowded here. Each person died in a horrific way, and there were many people with special abilities among them. The ground was soon stained with blood red.

"Don't panic, come to me!" Guangjin Liulang turned around and said sternly.

Does the other party have the ability to manipulate? Control corpses? Or something else?

None of this matters. To be able to do this, the opponent must be very strong!

It would be fine if Guangjin Liulang was here alone, but he has a lot of young blood behind him, and he must not let these people die here!

Huge gunshots echoed throughout Yokohama.

***

Mo Shiyu always felt that the tutor's illusion setting was a cheat.

Unfortunately, his illusion wasn't strong enough to compare to his heterochromatic friend Rokudo Mukuro's, who could actually turn the world upside down and resurrect the dead...

Otherwise, with "immune to physical attacks + mental pollution" and so on, the vest can become a god.

Mo Shiyu did not want to rely on any force and give up his freedom. He just wanted to build his own organization and accumulate enough power to protect himself.

The first encounter with the Port Mafia was very successful. Without even showing up, Ma Jia and his men successfully established a strong image in the minds of the Port Mafia through the help of the White Sakura Group.

Only by making the events they trigger have enough impact can the underground world remember this rising force.

This is the first step for Mo Shiyu to establish his power.

After retracting his spiritual body, Mo Shiyu finally closed his eyes with peace of mind.

However, he was in a peaceful and happy mood at the moment and didn't know that if he didn't pay attention to the police, his own lair would be destroyed.

Let’s go back a few hours.

Two tall and long-legged police officers arrived at the destination.

"This road is quite nice." Matsuda Jinpei's eyes stopped on the light green road sign.

There are camphor trees on both sides of the road, with branches swaying gently, standing tall like a canopy.

This is Kumo Road.

The beginning of everything.