Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 114 Triggering Passive, Craniotomy (asking for monthly ticket)
There was a gunshot.

Xia Mo did not fall down as Kurosaki Yuji expected, but instead looked at him with a smile.

No matter how stunningly beautiful the girl was at this moment, in the eyes of Kurosaki Yuji, she looked like a devil.

"now you."

Xia Mo pointed the revolver at her temple with one hand and pointed the MP443 at Kurosaki Yuji with the other.

"You can also try and shoot me with your revolver, provided that your reaction speed is seven times faster than mine."

Yuji Kurosaki was silent. He raised the revolver, pointed it at his temple, closed his eyes, and his lips trembled, looking very much like the old man who set himself on fire.

May my dear mother in heaven bless you!

"boom--"

Kurosaki Yuji's back was covered in cold sweat, his forehead was soaked with sweat, he breathed deeply in exhaustion, his expression showed powerlessness and relief.

"I have consulted with Emperor Guan Sheng. You will die within six shots." Xia Mo said disdainfully, repeating the lines.

then.

"boom--"

Empty,

"your turn."

"boom--"

Empty,

"boom--"

Empty,

"boom--"

empty.

Xia Mo fired three shots, but none of them fired the bullet in the magazine. The same was true for Kurosaki Yuji.

Could it be that the power of mama’s boy really works?
After three consecutive shots without a single headshot, Kurosaki Yuji couldn't help but smile. These short ten seconds seemed as long as thirty years. He swore that after escaping alive, he would retire from fishing and return to the fishing village to fish honestly...

No! wrong!

Yuji Kurosaki saw mockery in Xia Mo's eyes. He was very familiar with this look. Every time he threatened his husband or wife, looking at their pitiful appearance, Yuji Kurosaki felt that he was Kami SAMA (God), who controlled life and death. Because of this power, he couldn't help but show a gentle expression, reflecting God's kindness.

In fact, it was Yuji Kurosaki who was enjoying the pleasure of playing with his prey. When the other party thought they could survive and were about to catch up with the light, he suddenly dragged them into the abyss, causing them to fall into despair that would never see the light of day.

This person will definitely kill me! Kurosaki Yuji thought in horror.

Even if he became the winner of Russian roulette, the girl who was shot in the head would not let him leave this box alive.

But she is already dead!
Could it be the woman next to him who did it?

Yuji Kurosaki couldn't stop making associations, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became. In his eyes, the beautiful girl was simply the incarnation of Satan from hell, who seduced you with words full of hope, but in fact she was trying to take away your soul.

"Oh, right! Molotov cocktail!" Kurosaki Yuji suddenly remembered that his trump card was given to him by the fierce demons who were in competition with the underworld supreme leader, the Snake Eight Families.

The reason why the Oniyo Group rose so quickly is because Kurosaki Yuji had sold his soul to the devil.

The only one who can deal with the devil is the devil!

"What a joke!"

Yuji Kurosaki roared, swung out his revolver, pulled the trigger, and the brass bullet in the magazine instantly flew out of the barrel and shot towards Xia Mo.

Sakura's reaction speed is seven times faster than that of the cat!
The metal blade deflected the bullet, and it splashed on the wall with a bang.

When Kurosaki Yuji fought back, Xia Mo did not make any move. The MP443 she pointed at the opponent was like a dumb gun and posed no threat. She saw that Kurosaki Yuji had other tricks up his sleeve and was curious about what they were.

Yuji Kurosaki threw away his revolver, seized the opportunity, took out a Molotov cocktail, uncorked it, tilted his head back, and poured the rainbow-like liquid into his mouth.

Sakura was surprised. She obviously saw the Molotov cocktails of the Demon Gang. How could such a thing be in the hands of a small gangster who was not presentable?
No matter what, anyone who drinks a Molotov cocktail will inevitably become a ghost and must be killed.

A chilling murderous intent flashed in Sakura's blue eyes. As the breeze blew, the silver metal blade was about to dance and kill Kurosaki Yuji.

However, Xia Mo raised her hand and motioned for Ying to wait.

Ying hesitated for a moment and chose to trust Xia Mo's on-the-spot judgment.

Xia Mo stared at Kurosaki Yuji who drank the Molotov cocktail. She didn't expect that this guy was a mixed-race. Kazama Ruri said that drinking a Molotov cocktail can give people power.

In other words, evolve.

To what extent have the ghosts studied the path of evolution?

Xia Mo also had a bottle of "Molotov Cocktail" in her hand, but she would not drink it casually to test the effect, and she was troubled by the lack of experimental subjects.

Coincidentally, the sample was kindly provided by Yuji Kurosaki.

Kurosaki Yuji's bloodline was quite thin. The Molotov cocktail stimulated his bloodline, and from the class that would be eliminated neatly in the Triple E exam, it was rapidly raised to... C! Unprecedented power burned and boiled the blood in Kurosaki Yuji's body. He roared, ripped open his suit, and exposed his upper body with the Hannya tattoo.

Hannya is a kind of vengeful ghost in Japanese legend. It is said to be an evil spirit formed by strong jealousy and resentment.

There are laughing prajna, white prajna and red prajna.

Yuji Kurosaki's tattoo is Red Prajna, and he has a face with frowning brows, deep eye sockets, bulging eyeballs like copper bells, and two strange horns on the top of his head. He has a green face and fangs, which is particularly scary.

The Red Prajna is the most brutal of the three Prajna. He kills and eats people at will, with extremely cruel methods.

I don’t know if it’s because Kurosaki Yuji has fallen into the evil spirit of Deadpool, but the Red Prajna in him seems to have come alive!

Kurosaki Yuji's chest rose and fell violently, his bulging muscles tightened gradually, and the red Prajna ghost had a ferocious face and glared angrily!

"You all must die!" Kurosaki Yuji roared and pounced on Xia Mo. His hands had grown bones and looked like the claws of an old eagle.

Ordinary people have fainted from fear.

Xia Mo showed a look of disappointment, and with lightning speed, she grabbed the Yuchang sword in her backhand and jumped off the sofa. In a flash, Kurosaki Yuji was stabbed in the head by the Yuchang sword and nailed to the coffee table.

If it were an ordinary person, Kurosaki Yuji would have died on the spot, but he was still alive, struggling to raise his head, but Xia Mo's hand was like a rock, suppressing all demons and evil spirits.

"That's it?"

The evolutionary medicine possessed by the ghosts is not as good as the one refined by her and Teacher Daye. Whether it is the residual sanity after taking it or the degree of improvement in bloodline, it is far stronger than the Molotov cocktail.

In the long river of destiny, only three people can change their bloodline. For the others who imitate miracles, the path they take and the price they bear are extremely difficult.

Molotov cocktail is actually not the most powerful evolution drug possessed by the ghosts. The most powerful evolution drug is called "swan blood".

"Are you still alive?" Xia Mo turned and asked Ying.

"He has lost his mind and is completely corrupt. If the young master were here, he would also help him get rid of it."

"He got away with it." Xia Mo muttered, bent her wrist, and cut Kurosaki Yuji's head in half.

"..."

Even Ying looked pale at this moment.

Xia Mo laughed dryly.

After regaining her status as a pure-blooded dragon, Xia Mo's cognition changed slightly. To be precise, some images that would cause people to experience the uncanny valley effect and phantom pain were ineffective on Xia Mo.

Nuonuo said that Xia Mo was a cold person, which was why she didn't even blink during the craniotomy surgery on the little boy.

Xia Mo looked around and saw blood all over the floor and people fainted.

The first generation leader of the Onijiro group died in a private room of a club, and the core fighter's hands were broken. Even though there are still members of the Onijiro group wandering around Shinjuku, they are all rotten fish and shrimp.

The Guidai Group has never recovered and is now in name only.

Next, Sakura made a phone call to Gen Chisei. On the one hand, it was because the ordinary crackdown on gangs and evil actually involved the Ghost Clan, and they needed to inform the Director of the Executive Bureau. On the other hand, it was because they wanted to ask for help from their family to deal with the aftermath.

Sakura didn't want the headlines of the Tokyo news the next day to be about a group of people being tragically killed in a private room in Kabukicho, with the scenes of their deaths having to be blurred out.

None of the gangsters’ methods of hacking people are as bloody and perverted as Xia Mo’s.

Yuan Zhisheng heard everything over the phone and nodded, his tone calm, worthy of being the young master of the underworld.

Xia Mo must be transferred to his side! This is Yuan Zhisheng's wish.

I stayed in the box for a while, during which time a waiter knocked on the door and asked what was going on inside.

Sakura imitated Kurosaki Yuji's voice and scared the waiter away with her rudeness.

The family’s logistics staff arrived, had a friendly conversation with the club’s head, and brought a professional team to clean up the crime scene.

There was nothing left for Xia Mo and Ying to do, so they left the club. At this time, Kabukicho was still brightly lit and bustling with people.

Xia Mo stretched lazily and let out a breath of relief. The box was too stuffy, so it would be better to go outside and breathe some fresh air.

Xia Mo didn't want to go home for the time being and hadn't had a good look around Kabukicho yet. The Kabuki in Shinjuku is more popular with tourists than in Ginza, Tokyo.

Ying accompanied Xia Mo in silence.

Soon, Xia Mo and her friend walked to a legendary place - Okubo Park.

Many young ladies wearing masks stood on the street, with their hair dyed in various colors and wearing short skirts. Their long white legs formed a beautiful landscape.

Xia Mo saw an acquaintance. Wasn’t that the clerk at the comic book store (sex shop)?
The other person was lying straight on the ground.

Aren’t you afraid of catching a cold?

Xia Mo tilted her head.

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