Tokyo: Starting from staying at my mother's bestie's house

With a bang, the shell dragged flames and rushed towards the end of the corridor, and a huge explosion occurred immediately.

Hot air waves swept through the narrow corridor.

The boy's bangs were slightly lifted.

Throwing away the hot rocket launcher, he clapped his hands and said with unfinished content, "What a pity, they have prepared too few rocket launchers. I haven't even had enough fun yet."

If Tank heard this, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.

They are just mercenaries who came here smuggled in. They are not here to attack the Japanese army. It is already amazing to be able to carry five or six rockets!

After the last rocket exploded, the corridor fell into silence.

The people on both sides probably knew that the rocket launchers were gone, so they boldly stepped forward.

Ionuma Isao picked up a submachine gun, pointed it at the person walking over, and pulled the trigger.

The murder weapon made of steel kept repeating simple mechanical movements in his hands.

The recoil of the bullet caused the firearm to vibrate and tremble. The force energy was transmitted to the arm, causing ripples on the surface of the skin.

The smoke of gunpowder and the hot empty bullet casings were flying in the darkness.

Amidst the banging noises, the glass shattered, the walls peeled off, and the corridor was in a mess...

The violent aesthetics of firearms are fully revealed at this moment.

But Iinuma Isao was alone after all, and the firepower of a gun was insufficient, so he was quickly suppressed by the opponent's left and right attacks.

And his marksmanship doesn't seem to be very good.

A row of bullets was fired, and it seemed that one person was hit.

"Quick, press up!"

"He's not good at shooting!"

"We rush to the door together and he's dead!"

The mercenaries on both sides of the corridor suddenly became more energetic and charged towards the center together.

He is worthy of being a person who licks blood to survive...

Suddenly, bullets were flying in the corridor, the air flow was chaotic, and the porcelain shards on the walls were shattered and flying.

Almost everything was chopped into pieces, and the whole space was filled with a dangerous atmosphere.

"Since you bully the minority with the majority, don't blame me for not practicing martial ethics!"

"system--"

Along with the shouting, a blue screen appeared in Iinuma Isao's eyes.

[Name: Ionuma Isao]

【Intelligence: 8】

【Charm: 10】

[Stamina: 10]

【技能：剑术（大师LV1）、自由搏击（精通LV6）、中文（精通LV1）、日文（职业LV5）、钓鱼（职业LV5）、英文（职业LV1）、法语（职业LV1）、美术（职业LV1）、驾驶（职业LV1）】

[Talents: self-discipline, neat handwriting, accent correction, memory enhancement, and thoughtfulness]

[Props: High-grade bamboo knife (1), mouth ball (1)]

【Points: 100400】

After a cursory glance at the panel, Ionuma Isao opened the mall.

[Rotation items: None]

[Money: 100 yen/1 point]

[Stamina: 1 point/10 points]

[Skills: Shooting (Mastery)—10 points, Riding (Professional)—5 points]

The 10 points obtained in the first stage can just be used to purchase [Shooting (Mastery)]

There are many of you, right? I'll just cheat!

After purchasing the skill, Ionuma Isao bought a new magazine.

Then, the muzzle of the gun stretched out, and his fingertips held the trigger.

Tongues of fire poured out instantly.

The muzzle of the gun swung slightly, and the bullet cut a fan-shaped spot of light in the darkness, spinning and tearing through the darkness.

People kept falling in the deadly spray of bullets.

The mercenaries who just rushed up with a sudden rush were dumbfounded.

They began to suspect that the boy was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.

Rubbles flew everywhere from the whizzing bullets.

The mercenaries kept falling. Ionuma stuffed two magazines into his trouser pockets and came out of the house with the gun fired.

Bullets were fired at him from the other side of the corridor.

However, he just turned sideways, letting the edge of the bullet pass by his side, and when he turned around, he was met with a burst of intense fire suppression.

Don't show any mercy to some mercenaries.

... There is so much blood on the hands of these people that they should have died long ago.

Moreover, this was a rare opportunity to kill legally. Ionuma Isao was not afraid of being troubled by the police afterwards, so he let go and carried out a large-scale sweep in the factory area.

In the process, you will inevitably encounter the police.

Every time, he took action to rescue the disadvantaged police, and then received unanimous praise from the police, and then was held at gunpoint by the police and asked for his identity.

In response, Iinuma Isao replied: "I am Director Higure's informant. If you don't believe me, ask your superiors."

In the command camp outside the factory, the commander of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department listened to the report of the combat progress by his subordinates, and looked at Director Higurashi with joy on his face: "Okay, okay, you did a good job, I will give you a big credit!"

Director Higurashi was filled with questions about this.

When did I plant an informant?

How do you explain it to your boss at this time?

Alas, no matter what, just smile enigmatically.

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Tank's expression at this time was extremely gloomy.

Because the circuit was affected by the explosion, the lights in the room flickered on and off.

Explosions, gunshots, and shouts in Thai were a mess.

The light of the gunfire flashed in the darkness like firecrackers.

The blonde woman hugged the girl, lay on the sofa, and kept comforting her: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, you will be fine..."

After a long time, the gunfire outside gradually became sparse.

But this made Tank's eyes even more ferocious.

This is the signal for the entire army to be wiped out...

This fact made him terrified inside.

"Boss!" shouted the subordinate standing at the door.

Then, the next second, the bullet pierced his head from the side, and blood bloomed gorgeously.

Looking at the blood on the ground, Tank became worried.

"Now that things have come to a point, I have to use you to break out!" He turned around, led the two remaining brothers, pointed his gun at the pair of blond women, and blocked them in front of him.

The woman took a deep breath, held the girl in her arms, and walked towards the door.

The outside of the room was a mess, corpses lay scattered in the passage, and exposed wires flickered with sparks... The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, so strong that it made people sick.

Looking at this scene, Tank stared angrily, almost trembling all over.

"Hey, hey, is there anyone else... answer quickly..."

He shouted angrily, but no one answered him.

“I@#￥%&*……”

For a moment, Tank cursed incoherently.

The one who doesn't even know what he is cursing.

The dark corridor, after the melee, had become a mess, with sparks flashing and sizzling sounds everywhere.

The two mercenaries took hostages respectively and moved forward cautiously.

The tanks came last.

When passing a corner, a mercenary stepped on his feet.

It looked like he had stepped on a corpse.

He subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the ground, only to find that it was a brother he knew very well.

There is certainly no time to be sentimental about this situation.

He immediately raised his head and continued to be alert.

But just this moment of relaxation has revealed a fatal flaw.

From the corner on his side, a black shadow rushed out, the half-moon-shaped sword was pulled, and blood flowers burst out!

The flickering lights suddenly lit up for a moment, and a figure suddenly rushed out like a black panther. In Hatsuro Ye Machi's field of vision, as the cold sword light lit up, two spurts of blood spewed out in an astonishing way.

The bodies of the two mercenaries slowly fell down.

The young man who caught her eyes was handsome, with a long knife stained with blood...

"Oh hoo~"