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Chapter 449 They've completely humiliated the Shimizu clan! [5000]

After swiftly and decisively taking care of the gatekeeper, Qing Deng turned to face the casino's main entrance and delivered a diagonal slash.

Under Qingdeng's strike, the 2-centimeter-thick piece of wood was no different from a piece of thin paper.

With a clang, the sturdy door was split in two, revealing a large hole just large enough for the tall Qingdeng to pass through freely.

Instantly, noise and heat burst forth.

The casino was unusually hot, with tobacco smoke and sweltering heat making it almost impossible to see what lay deep inside.

In that instant, all the sounds inside and outside the casino—the spinning of dice, the sliding of cards, the shouts of the digger and the clapper, the cheers of gamblers winning, the cries of gamblers losing—all ceased.

[Note: Middle basin: the bookmaker's helper]

From the perspective of the people in the casino, the moonlight shone from behind Qing Deng, outlining his figure.

The bright moonlight was so dazzling that it cast Qingdeng's face into relative darkness.

Those who remain silent and submit will not be killed!

Qing Deng strode forward and entered the casino.

Only then did the people in the casino finally see the newcomer's face clearly.

"Ah! He, who is he?!"

"It's Niou! It's Niou, Tachibana Aoto!"

"Ju Qingdeng? What's he doing here?"

Qing Deng stopped wearing the low-brimmed straw hat—because there was no longer any need to hide his identity.

Although the people in the casino did not know what Qing Deng, who had suddenly arrived, wanted to do, they had eyes and they clearly saw that Qing Deng was carrying a blood-dripping dagger.

Faced with this sudden turn of events, who can remain calm?

Wow.

In an instant, the uproar spread rapidly like ripples on a lake.

Inside and outside the casino, it was bustling with activity—though this kind of "bustling" activity was certainly not what the casino operators wanted.

The gamblers either scattered and fled, or followed Qingdeng's instructions to remain silent and humiliated, not daring to utter a sound.

Taking advantage of the chaos that engulfed the casino due to the gamblers' riot, Qing Deng rushed up the stairs not far away.

The guards reacted quickly; they rushed to the vicinity of the stairwell and formed a human wall with their bodies.

"What do you want to do?!"

A burly man questioned him sternly while drawing his sword.

Qingdeng didn't even glance at him before walking straight past him.

The moment their sleeves touched, the burly man was sent flying.

"You, you bastard!"

Another man raised his knife and slashed it down toward Qingdeng's forehead.

clang!

Qingdeng deflected the opponent's slash from below with the back of his blade.

The opponent's sword flew out, leaving his body wide open.

At the same time, Qing Deng's sword, which was originally in the lower stance, switched to the upper stance as the blade rose.

With one side's defense breached, the other side is in the best position to attack.

What will happen next is already clear.

Qing Deng followed up with a powerful downward slash, ending his opponent's life with a single blow.

In the next instant, Qing Deng rushed forward like a raging torrent, slashing at Echizen Suzuki no Kami Kanetsugu with the speed of a wheel, spraying out clouds of blood mist.

In just five seconds, Qingdeng used brute force to tear apart the walls of people blocking his way.

Corpses of various shapes—physically varying shapes—lay scattered haphazardly across the ground.

Qingdeng's speed is simply too fast.

The speed of movement of the body and the speed of attack of the blade are both incredibly fast.

The blood droplets that flew high into the air had not yet fallen back to the ground.

Amidst the rain of blood, Qingdeng calmly climbed the stairs, as if strolling down a street in the early morning.

Ta-da!

Noisy footsteps came from the end of the stairs.

Suddenly, several Yakuza men wielding katanas charged towards Qingdeng from their elevated position.

Qing Deng prepared his sword and charged forward.

With a single slash, someone's throat was ripped open.

With another slash, he severed the top of another person's head.

With another slash, he beheaded the man next to him.

Echizen's stern sword, Tsutachi no Kami Kaneshige, strikes with a single blow, killing instantly!

In the blink of an eye, Qingdeng's view became incredibly wide, and almost all those who dared to block his way disappeared—except for the many obstacles under his feet.

Another person, because of their position further back, temporarily escaped Qing Deng's attack.

"Ah ...

He stood at the top of the stairs connecting the first and second floors, frantically waving his katana to intimidate Qing Deng who tried to approach, while continuing to shout incoherently.

Qingdeng glanced at him, then took a step in his direction—

"Aa ...

Even though Qingdeng did nothing but approach the other person, it was as if the other person's psychological defenses had been breached. Their legs trembled wildly like a newborn fawn, and their waist collapsed as if their spine had been removed.

"I...I...I surrender! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

He threw down the knife in his hand, knelt on the ground, pressed his forehead against the floor, and raised his clasped hands above his head.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

He kept repeating the same words, much like a broken tape recorder.

An unpleasant, musty smell filled the air.

A faint warmth emanated from his suddenly very wet crotch.

"..."

Qingdeng lowered his gaze, silently glanced at him, then looked away, walked past him, and climbed the steps.

This place is ultimately just a casino, not a heavily guarded military stronghold.

So after Qing Deng's rampage, the security forces inside and outside the casino were almost completely depleted.

When Qing Deng arrived at the top floor of the casino and walked out of the stairwell, he was surprised to find a muscular giant standing at the end of the corridor ahead.

He seems to have been waiting for Qingdeng.

Seeing Qingdeng arrive, he lowered his hands, which were clasped in front of his chest, slowly straightened up, and said "Hey," his voice gradually rising as he straightened his back.

"So you're 'King Ren'? I don't know if you've lost your mind or what kind of slave you've hooked up with, but anyway—since you dare to cause trouble on our Shimizu clan's territory, don't even think about leaving alive!"

After speaking, the big man drew his sword from his waist with a "whoosh".

"Straight Heart Shadow Flow!"

"Sixty-six in the mountains and fields!"

The next instant, he shouted and lunged at Qingdeng.

Qing Dengzhen wiped the blood off his knife and assumed a fighting stance.

At the start of the duel, Yamano Rokuro launched an aggressive offensive.

He aimed at Qingdeng's neck, chest, waist, and other vital areas, striking with a sharp and swift blade.

Qingdeng spun around, sometimes bending over, sometimes standing upright, sometimes boldly closing in, sometimes cautiously leaping backward, nimbly dodging the attacks of Shanye Liushiliu.

In an instant, the blade of Echizen's slayer, Riku no Kami Kanetsugu, drew a beautiful silver arc in mid-air, the tip of the blade stopping just above Aoto's head.

The next instant, the gleaming sword made a soft "whoosh" sound as it swept horizontally toward the spot where Yamano Sixty-Six was standing.

puff!

The severed arm, which was gripping the katana, flew horizontally, crashed into the wall, and fell to the ground with a clang.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

A piercing scream, inhuman in its shrillness, burst from the throat of Shanye Liushi Liu.

He raised his only remaining left hand and tightly covered the clean cut at his right elbow. His legs went weak, and he knelt down. The color in his face disappeared rapidly at a visible speed.

At that moment, the cold tip of the knife touched his face.

Where is Kamataro Kumazawa?

Qingdeng stood silently in front of Shanye Liushiliu, his expression devoid of joy or sorrow, his cold gaze looking down at the other man, all of which resembled that of a deity who commands respect without anger.

Kamataro Kumazawa – A high-ranking executive in charge of managing the casino.

Yamano Rokuro cautiously raised his gaze, glancing fearfully at Aoto before slowly lowering his head and whispering to the floor in front of his nose:

“Kumaki, Kuma...Kumazawa Kamataro...He, he's...he's..."