death of hope

Chapter 776 "Savage Growth" (192) Numbness and Heartlessness

"Obviously, this big guy's health bar is relatively long, just like the bottom boss of a video game."

Tetsuya stared at Kondo Ryunosuke's big belly and gave orders in a cold tone:

"A-Lin, make sure this fat boy is dead."

"Yes, young master,"

Saito Rinka drew his knife and stabbed through the fat head. He grasped the handle of the knife and twisted it, completely destroying the brain tissue.

"It can't be more obvious."

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"What a knife! What a 'big idea'!" Chen Xing praised;
"Even if the old thief Kondo (the boss of the Kyokushin Group) calls Amaterasu, there is no way he can save his precious son!"

"It's not a good place to stay for long, let's call it a day."

"Wait!" Chen Hong said alertly.

"What's wrong, Xiaohong?"

Chen Hong signaled everyone to be quiet, turned her ears and heard faint sobs:
"There's someone under the desk!"

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Everyone immediately became alert, picked up their swords and raised their guns.

Chen Hong quickly jumped onto the desk and kicked out a swift and powerful Sanda side kick, knocking down the mountain-sized Kondo Ryunosuke and the boss's chair to the ground.

"come out!"

A Xu approached cautiously with his pistol raised, and a chubby boy emerged from under the desk;

This kid's face is full of flesh, and his features look like he belongs to the Kondo family.
Wearing a yellow hat and a summer camp outfit, wiping tears with his chubby hands, he cried endlessly.

A Xu glanced at the photo of father and son on the desk: "This is Kondo Ryunosuke's son."

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"Little Fatty, what's your name?"

The boy didn't answer, he just cried.

"Look at that face, he looks exactly like his father~" Chen Xing said:
"I heard someone mention that old thief Kondo Isao dotes on his eldest grandson."

"Little Fatty, you're really cute." Chen Hong said with a doting look on her face.

Luan Tangzheng reached out and wanted to pinch the boy's chubby little face, but was bitten hard;
"Ouch, nest!"

"That's right!" A Biao said with a smile; "I'll make you feel weak!"

Luantang looked at the tooth marks on the back of his hand and cursed;

"This little brat is a dog! Why is he still biting?"

"The revenge of killing my father, what's wrong with biting you~" "I like this fat boy~" Chen Xing said with a smile: "It's very powerful, he is indeed a son of the Kondo family, he has the spirit of the Wu family~"

"I'll try to bite you!" Luantang waved his hands and said:
"What should I do with this kid? Take him away or let him go?"

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Yamato Tetsuya didn't say anything and started to move directly.

He put his hand into his trouser pocket, took out a few bullets and pressed them into the magazine.
Turning the slide and loading the gun, the black muzzle pointed at the fat boy's Tianling Cap.

"Young... Young Master!?"

Everyone's expressions were astonished, as if they were looking at a stranger. No one expected that the young master would do such a cruel thing.
The Tetsuya Yamama they were familiar with would never attack innocent people or children who were defenseless.

"Although his surname is Kondo and he is the mortal enemy of our Sannohui...but..." Aori Dundaxu advised: "He is still just a child."

Shan Che was unmoved and said coldly: "I pity him, who pity me?"

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The series of bad things he experienced in the past few months pushed him to the edge of madness and completely subverted his world view.

The eyes that were once fiery and full of hope have long since become tired and numb.

Yamato Toru also pulled the trigger, and as a cloud of blood mist rose, half of the fat boy's head was blown apart.

In his current view, this has nothing to do with moral limits.
He just saw it all, the simple laws of life and death;
He thought that if it were his younger self and fell under the gunpoint of Ryunosuke Kondo, the other party would definitely do the same thing.

(What difference does it make if you kill an old man, a mature man, or a child? In the end, they are all just a pile of rotten meat...)
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Yamato Tetsuya fired two more shots, turned and left the room, saying without turning his head;
"Let's withdraw and call it a day."

His cronies looked at each other with expressions of disbelief, and followed their master out in silence.

This time, the young master's performance can be given full marks, but for some reason, he always feels inexplicably sad.

It's getting late, and outside the window are the sky full of neon lights and holographic projection advertisements, and cyberpunk-style electronic music permeates every corner of the street.
The office was burning, and the bodies of the Kyokushin gang members fell to the ground, gradually becoming cold and the blood gradually dried up.

They are not born to be on the road, most of them are forced by life and embark on the wrong path.

They are someone’s husband, someone’s son, someone’s father…

It's dinner time now, and someone is looking at the hot food on the table, waiting for the breadwinner of the family to come back...

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"Young Master, please!"

The younger generation of Sannokai got into the black car and drove away with the engine roaring.

There was a faint sound of sirens and the sound of fire trucks in the distance...

New Sapporo,
In this bustling and violent metropolis, gang boys have been deeply trapped in an endless cycle of killing.
Trapped deep in this mire of sin,

Inextricable……