Kameda yawned and stood at the door, watching the wind out of boredom. His mind had already wandered out of the sky.
They are a violent gang. Who would dare to mess with them?
Although things are different now, violent gangs have now set up their own companies, and their daily work is to collect debts for others.
But work is always work, and he is just a little brother. It is good enough that he can stand guard.
However, Kameda believes that one day he will be able to sit in the building and become the boss of the society!
At this moment, a figure appeared in his eyes.
A figure wearing a loose hunting robe and carrying a yin-yang fan.
"You...what are you doing here?"
Originally, Kameda wanted to yell at him and tell him to get away, but the mysterious and noble aura surrounding that man made Kameda unable to say anything, and in the end he could only ask a meaningless question.
"Get out of the way."
Kyogoku Qiong's voice slowly bloomed in Kameda's ears. After hearing this voice, Kameda couldn't help but want to kneel down in front of Kyogoku Qiong to welcome the king.
Kameda understood that this man dressed like an Onmyoji was definitely a big shot and not someone he could afford to offend.
Immediately, he decisively made way and said considerately, "Master Yin Yang Master, our boss is on the fifth floor."
Kyogoku Qiong walked into the building with a smile and got on the elevator. Everyone seemed to ignore him and didn't even notice the existence of such a person.
Seeing this, Kameda felt his scalp tingling and said with a chill in his heart, "Could it be that what I just saw was a ghost?"
Kameda shuddered and felt a little out of his mind. He didn't even ask for leave and rushed home trembling.
It's really scary to see a ghost in broad daylight!
.....
Nobuo Shimazu sat in a luxurious office chair, holding a sword in his hand, wiping the blade constantly with an excited expression.
He is the chairman of the violent gang "Xia Ze Kai" and the gang leader of the famous Shinjuku district.
On the surface, he is the leader of a debt collector, but in reality he is obsessed with bloody games and enjoys killing people.
Even though he was the leader of a violent gang, Japan still had laws and he couldn't be too arrogant, so he played things in secret.
He opened an underground place, and every once in a while he would go there to play killing games, using the sword in his hand to chop other people's necks and experience the exhilaration of it.
The feeling of blood splashing made Shimazu Nobuo intoxicated, obsessed, and excited!
Just this morning, he killed an old man in his seventies. The feeling was simply wonderful.
Sakura City is so big that countless people go missing every day. Shimazu Nobuo only kidnaps one or two people every once in a while, so the Metropolitan Police Department has no way of finding him.
And most importantly, this is his own territory, and nothing will be left behind without leaving any trace. So what can he do even if the Metropolitan Police Department has any suspicions?
Thinking of this, Shimazu Nobuo smiled proudly. He just liked the feeling of having everything planned out in the palm of his hand.
Suddenly, a cold light flashed across the blade, reflecting a figure.
Shimazu Nobuo was startled at once, and quickly looked towards the reflective surface, only to see an Onmyoji wearing hunting clothes sitting on the sofa for the guests, it was Kyogoku Qiong.
Shimazu Nobuo's hair immediately stood on end, and he held the sword tightly in his hand. He looked at Kyogoku Qiong and said fearfully: "Who are you?!"
It's really scary that someone could sneak into my office without anyone noticing!
While shouting, Shimazu Nobuo slowly moved towards the drawer: there, there was a pistol.
Although Japan does not ban guns, preventive measures are very complicated and normal people would not buy guns. Shimazu Nobuo got his gun through special channels and only used it for self-defense.
The fact that the person in front of him could sit here openly without him noticing was enough to show how terrifying he was.
Unlike Shimazu Nobuo, Kyogoku Nobuo focused his attention on the katana in Shimazu Nobuo's hand.
The aura of dozens of dead souls lingers on this sword. Although it is not yet a ghost weapon, it will become a ghost sword after killing another two or three hundred people.
When this sword becomes a ghost sword, the first person to be attacked will probably be the owner of the sword, that is, Shimazu Nobuo in front of him.
However, this sword has not yet become a ghost sword, and Shimazu Nobuo is still alive and well.
Kyogoku Qiong looked at Shimazu Nobuo, and at this moment Shimazu Nobuo pulled out a gun and shot Kyogoku Qiong.
“Bang!”
There was a gunshot, but the bullet did not hit Kyogoku Qiong. Instead, it went straight through Kyogoku Qiong's body and embedded itself in the wall behind him.
"You will suffer the consequences if you bring trouble upon yourself."
Kyogoku Qiong shook his head and slightly pulled the resentment of the sword in Shimazu Nobuo's hand.
The sword instantly began to tremble violently, and countless wronged souls began to appear. The blade, which was originally as white as snow, was now extremely black, revealing a sinister aura.
“What…what’s going on?!”
Looking at the changes in the sword in his hand, Shimazu Nobuo's pupils suddenly shrank, and a panic rose in his heart. He looked at Kyogoku Qiong in horror, and roared almost in collapse: "You... Who are you?!"
"You have killed so many people with this knife. How about you be my knife today?" Kyogoku Qiong's smile was as gentle as spring breeze, but in Shimazu Nobuo's eyes, it was like the smile of a devil.
“Damn it!”
Shimazu Nobuo cursed angrily and tried his best to throw away the strange sword in his hand, but he was shocked to find that he could not throw the sword away at all!
On the contrary, the black gas had already flowed into Shimazu Nobuo's body along the blade. At this moment, Shimazu Nobuo felt abnormal pain, and his entire mind seemed to be distorted!
Shimazu Nobuo's skin color began to gradually turn into dark brown, not the kind of black that black people have, but a very mysterious black!
In addition, Shimazu Nobuo's eyes were red, almost the same as Furuta at the beginning, but the difference between him and Furuta was that Furuta's momentum was far inferior to Shimazu Nobuo!
“Tsk.”
Kyogoku Qiong looked at Shimazu Nobuo. At this moment, Shimazu Nobuo was definitely a powerful evil creature. Ordinary ghosts were a piece of cake for him, and he already had the outline of a real ghost.
The resentment in that broken sword could never achieve such an effect. It was Kyogoku Qiong who added some ingredients to it using the black jade pendant, which is why it turned into such a horrible appearance.
"I remember that in my previous life, Neon had a powerful evil creature called the Ghost Swordsman, who was a threat to the Soaring Cloud Realm. Although you can barely be considered as a Phoenix Initial Realm, you are still far behind the Ghost Swordsman... I have no choice but to pick a general from the short guys."
Kyogoku Qiong smiled and stared at Shimazu Nobuo, then slowly opened his mouth and gave an order: "Go and kill all those accomplices who conspired with you."
"If we encounter the Neon Metropolitan Police Department, we can have some fun with them."
He also wanted to know what chances the Neon Metropolitan Police Department's current armed forces had of winning a battle against an evil creature with a power level equivalent to that of the Phoenix Initial Realm.
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