Since obtaining [Zhanbai], Lin Qiye seldom used these two standard straight swords of the Night Watch. He would only use them as a medium when using reverse summoning magic. However, reverse summoning magic could not be used here, not to mention that Lin Qiye now has a more flexible [Dark Night Flash] as a substitute.

But now that [Zhanbai] has been broken, Lin Qiye can only use the two straight swords again. Fighting the enemy with bare hands is not his style.

"Kill the master of the knife first!" the gangster yelled.

The dozen or so surviving gangsters raised their hands at the same time, aimed at Lin Qiye and pulled the trigger. Dense bullets flew out of the muzzles and shot straight at Lin Qiye's body.

Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly, holding two knives in his hands, and his figure shuttled between the bullets like a ghost. At his current speed, conventional thermal weapon bullets could not hit him at all.

Those gang members only felt a flash before their eyes, and the target they were aiming at had already appeared in front of them. Two flashes of knife light flashed, and the guns in their hands were cut into two pieces of scrap metal. At the same time, a scarlet blood line appeared between their necks.

They just felt their eyes go dark and then they completely lost consciousness.

As Lin Qiye moved around, fewer and fewer gangsters stood on the bridge. When there were only three people left, Lin Qiye simply cut off the guns in their hands and kicked them to the side of the bridge, knocking them dizzy.

Dozens of scrapped cars burned into fireballs on the bridge deck, black smoke rolled up into the sky, and the sound of sirens came one after another in the distance, approaching here rapidly.

With such a big commotion on the Yamazaki Bridge, the police would naturally respond, but by the time they arrived, everything would be over.

Lin Qiye put the two straight knives into the black box, walked calmly to the side of the bridge, glanced at the police car approaching rapidly on the street under the bridge, and casually picked up a subdued gangster.

"I ask, you answer."

"Asshole! Don't be so arrogant, we won't..."

Snap!

A crisp sound came from his neck, his head tilted, his eyes became unfocused, and he was thrown to the ground by Lin Qiye.

He walked up to the second gangster and spoke again:

"I ask, you answer."

“…”

…

Somewhere in Osaka.

Mr. Jing walked through the brightly lit modern corridor with a walkie-talkie in hand. A faint roar of heavy metal could be heard from the end of the corridor. On the walls on both sides of the corridor, several large words were outlined in neon characters.

——Girtte the will-o'-the-wisp.

This is one of the most famous nightclubs in Osaka and is also owned by the Onuikai, a powerful underworld gang in Kansai.

Mr. Jing walked to the door of a luxurious private room at the end of the corridor, reached out and knocked gently, then walked in.

As soon as I pushed open the door, a strong smell of blood hit me in the face. Inside the modern private room, blood gathered on the ground like an ocean. On the spacious and comfortable sofa, five or six corpses were lying on their backs, with a hideous knife mark on their necks.

These people are all cadres of the Ghost Fire Society.

Next to these corpses, a middle-aged man sat there calmly, his left hand holding Ishizuka Takuya, the president of the Will-O-Wisp Society who had turned into a cold corpse, and in his right hand holding a glass of champagne which he gently shook. Dense bubbles rose in the wine, emitting a hazy glow under the colorful lights in the private room.

He raised his wine glass, took a sip, and looked at Mr. Jing who walked in with his indifferent eyes.

"What's up?"

"Young Master, something happened to the people we sent to chase Yurina." Mr. Jing said respectfully, "It is suspected that a Huojin sword master took action and intercepted them all on the Yamazaki Bridge. They are still fighting now."

"The Master of Huojin Sword?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly. "Is it Amamiya Haruki?"

"No, it wasn't raining at the scene. And we got information from the Osaka Police Department that his name is 'Asaba Nanaya', but the number and contact information he left are fake, and there is no such person."

"Besides Amamiya Haruki, there are actually people who are eyeing the Yuuri family..." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, "Have the descendants of the Yuuri family left the bridge?"

"He left, but his whereabouts are currently unknown."

The middle-aged man slowly put down the champagne in his hand and said, "I will go meet him, and you will take over the Will-O-W-O Society... You know what to do, right?"

"Take over all their industries in Osaka and use them as our temporary base. We will use those lower-level gang members of the Will-O'-the-Wisp Society who can be used and kill those who can't be used. We will also continue to annex the small gangs around us and be prepared to confront the Black Killing Group head-on." Mr. Jing seemed to have thought of everything long ago.

The middle-aged man nodded, and just as he sat up from the sofa, the intercom in Mr. Jing's hand suddenly lit up.

A faint sound of electricity was heard, and a young man's voice came out from it.

"Hello."

Mr. Jing frowned and looked at the middle-aged man, who raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming a little surprised.

After a long time, the young man's voice sounded again: "I know you are listening."

The middle-aged man walked slowly to Mr. Jing, took the intercom from him, pressed the button, and spoke calmly:

"Hello, Asaba Nanaya?"

"Should I call you Mr. Jing, or the young master of the Hanchuan family, Hanchuan Si?"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly.

…

Yamazaki Bridge.

At the edge of the burning bridge, Lin Qiye held a walkie-talkie in his hand, his eyes staring into the distance, his black windbreaker swaying gently in the wind.

"It seems that all the rubbish on the bridge is dead." Kanchuan Si's voice came from the intercom, "What do you want to do by taking the intercom? Declare war? Provoke? Or declare the ownership of the descendants of the Yuuri family? Do you want us to give up as soon as possible?"

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, his brain working rapidly.

"That's right." He said calmly, "I just want to tell you that Yurina and the things on her are all mine. If you still want to get involved, I will kill as many as you come."

There was a pause on the other end of the intercom, and Han Chuan Si's voice gradually became colder:

“Although I don’t know who you are, if you want to take all the hidden royal blood in her body and the whereabouts of the knife, your appetite is too big... Be careful not to eat yourself to death.”

Hidden royal blood?

That knife?

Lin Qiye's trick this time successfully extracted important information from Han Chuan Si. Although he didn't know what the two were referring to, he at least had a clue.

As one of the two major underworld families in the Kanto region, the Samukawa family can make its young master say something like "be careful or you will die of overeating", which shows that the two things on Yurina are indeed extraordinary.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Qiye sneered:

"Do you think I'm scared?"

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