My daily anime romance in Tokyo

"Youmiko, I swear to you, everyone here today will bleed..."

Chapter 79: An Artistic Knife

Dark clouds covered the sky, and heavy rain, driven by strong winds, hit people's cheeks painfully.

There were a total of twenty to thirty people from the Kaienkai searching for Miura Yumiko. The people walking in the front row were holding high-powered flashlights, while those at the back could only use the lights from their cell phones to see the road.

They deliberately made noises to drive out Miura Yumiko who was hiding in the woods. The people waiting outside had already seen her figure.

However, when they caught up with her, they saw a young man who had arrived at some unknown time.

It was raining so heavily, but he didn't have any rain gear on him. The rain wet his hair, and the water flowed down his nose and lips.

He was not wearing any outer clothes on his upper body, only a T-shirt with SpongeBob SquarePants printed on it. He was wearing black pants, and his shoes were so covered in mud that the original color could not be seen.

The rain was so heavy that no one could see the young man's face clearly. They could only see that he had his head slightly lowered and his eyes were tightly closed.

The people who gathered around sensed something was wrong, shone a strong flashlight on his face, and began to approach cautiously.

People who hang out with black people will inevitably pick up knives to cut people. In order not to scare Miura Yumiko, they all put away the knives they carried with them.

But the current strange situation forced them to be more cautious, and everyone held a knife.

They were a little scared of this strange young man, but since there were so many of them together, they couldn't be said to be scared.

The sun is not visible and the whole world is dark. The sound of the rain makes the surroundings seem a little quiet.

Three powerful flashlights never moved away from the young man's face, but he stood there like a dummy, motionless.

Seven or eight people approached together, holding knives in their hands. No one thought of retreating, except Tian Zhimin, who was timid and fell behind.

As a gangster who had just joined the Jieyuan Society, although he had a knife, he had never actually chopped anyone down. He was just trying to make a living.

But he was not without merits, he had a keen sense of danger. For example, at this moment he looked at the boy standing there, as if a needle was piercing his eyes.

He had talked about this ability with several people, but after experimenting, he found that it was not a sixth sense, but he was simply sensitive to murderous intent.

Yes, even people who slaughter pigs all year round don’t dare to watch.

The boy looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. He must have often helped kill chickens and ducks for his family, so it was understandable that he had such a strong murderous aura.

Tian Zhimin comforted himself in this way, but he still walked forward carefully, without any intention of rushing over.

"..."

Tian Zhimin's old cell phone had just gotten soaked in water. He didn't even have anything to light up, and the whole person seemed to be sinking in darkness. Only the light of the flashlight in front of him allowed him to see clearly.

As a result, because he was paying too much attention to the front, he stepped into a mud pit and fell to the ground with a thud, leaving a human shadow on the ground.

Tian Zhimin's first thought was to get up immediately, but the sudden scream in front of him made him lie back down involuntarily.

The rain hitting the ground was cold, and the mud felt a bit disgusting, but for Toshio Taeda at that moment, it made him feel extremely safe.

Because... people had started dying not far ahead of him.

Tian Zhimin remembered very clearly that the first person to approach the young man was the strongest and most muscular man he had met in the past few days, who was more than two meters tall and covered with flesh.

The machete in his hand was bigger and heavier than others. He was always proud of it and never let anyone touch his weapon.

But at this time, his cherished "sword" had already fallen into the hands of the young man. Relying on his physical advantage, he stretched out his arm to grab it.

Rumble~!

Thunder flashed, and everything around was illuminated in an instant. A thick arm was broken at the shoulder and flew in the air without its owner even being able to react.

Of course, maybe he couldn't react, because his precious 'treasure sword' had already chopped off his head before he could even scream.

Then, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the headless body even stood for a few seconds before collapsing into the rain.

The rain was so heavy that the bright red blood was quickly diluted and looked like light pink from a distance.

The screams that Tian Zhimin heard were not even made by the injured person, but by the old gangster who saw it all nearby.

People who have been in the business for a long time know how to bully the weak and fear the strong. They always boast to newcomers that they have seen big scenes, but in all his years, he had never seen such a clean and neat beheading.

So, he let out a piercing scream, turned his head and tried to escape, but was then slashed in the back by the blade.

The splattered blood flashed in the beam of light from the flashlight, leaving no trace.

"..."

Tian Zhimin covered his mouth, afraid that he would make any sound. He watched his companion in front of him being chopped down, but he had no intention of rushing up to rescue him.

Because this time, they met real professionals.

He killed people in a way that gave people a sense of professionalism, smoothness, and even art.

The human cervical vertebrae are very hard. Without precise force, angle and technique, it would be impossible to achieve such a clean and neat scene.

In modern times when there are no executioners, this technique can be called "dragon slaying art", and some perverts may even regard it as "art".

Tian Zhimin is just a minion now and does not have much contact with the people of Kaienkai, but those who surround the young man are all the old gangsters in the gang.

They always said that they had been playing with knives for half their lives, but at this moment it was as ridiculous as playing with monkeys. No matter how they reacted, they were chopped down one by one.

What was terrifying was that the young man held the machete in both hands and kept his eyes closed.

He immediately knocked out three high-intensity flashlights and dodged all attacks in the dark.

The thugs who were besieging him at the scene didn't understand, but Toshio Taeda, who was lying on the ground, saw everything clearly.

The flashlight fell into the mud, with only half of its light visible, but it was this small source of light that made it possible to see the young man's measured steps.

Countless times, he dodged the blade that was about to hit him by a hair's breadth. Each time he swung the knife, the speed was not fast, but it never missed.

This one-sided crushing battle actually ended in less than a minute.

The six people who came with Tian Edatoshi all fell in a pool of blood. The person in front had lost his brain and was still bleeding from his broken neck.

The thugs who have been fighting on the streets for years know best what to do when they are defeated. They lie quietly in the mud and water, gritting their teeth to endure the pain.

There was something wrong with this young man. He was no longer good at fighting.

The steps, the sword swings, the breathing, these things cannot be reached to the level of a master like him without years of practice.

Chapter 80: Flares Rising into the Sky

A flash of lightning illuminated the battlefield that had already ended, and the only boy standing opened his eyes at this moment.

There was no killing intent or anger, only indifference to life and death, and the will to carry out the execution.

The rain was so heavy that Tian Zhimin lay in a puddle and felt as if he was about to be drowned. But he didn't dare to stand up, let alone run away.

With the help of the strong flashlights scattered on the ground, Tian Zhimin saw the young man suddenly bend down and take something away from the headless gangster.

Tian Zhimin habitually thought that the young man was touching the money, but then he saw the young man straighten up and stretched one hand towards the sky!

Without any reminder, Toshio Taeda understood what the boy was doing. He buried his body in the mud without hesitation, trying to hide himself from the impending exposure.

call out!call out!call out!

The flares rose into the sky, and were particularly conspicuous in the dark rainy night. The gangsters searching the woods could see them just by looking up.

"..."

Tian Zhimin lay on the ground and did not dare to raise his head until the flares were completely extinguished.

At this moment, Tian Zhimin already understood what this young man wanted to do.

——He doesn’t intend to let go of anyone who is here today.

The fear of death made Tian Zhimin tremble all over. He felt severe cramps in his legs, but he didn't dare to reach out his hands.

However, Tian Zhimin thought he had hidden it well, but it was just his own fantasy. Amid the pouring rain, he heard the sound of a young man's footsteps.

"Don't... don't kill me! I'm just a newcomer to the Kaienkai! I've never hurt anyone!"

Tian Zhimin struggled to get up from the ground, shouting loudly while running away. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to stop at all and ran desperately towards his companions who were rushing over.

Rumble~!

The long flash of lightning illuminated the surroundings like daylight in an instant. The young man holding two knives in his hands was not in a hurry and walked forward with an indifferent expression.

The T-shirt with SpongeBob SquarePants printed on it was now stained red with blood, and after being washed by the rain, the red color became lighter and more spotted.

He watched as Taeda Toshi joined the other members of the Kaienkai, swapping the knives in his hands left and right as he walked, and then threw away the blades he had specially selected.

Tian Zhimin, who thought he had been rescued, grabbed the leader's arm with an excited look, and repeated in a trembling voice:

"Mr. Kitamura, help! Go! That guy is not normal! He is simply a demon crawling out of hell!"

"Speak slowly, what happened?"

Kitamura Kai is the best fighter in the Kaienkai. He has always been very prestigious among his subordinates. He is very dissatisfied with the crazy look of Taeda Toshi:

"Don't be afraid. As long as I'm here, you'll be fine."

"Mr. Kitamura, just now——"

Just as Tian Zhimin was about to tell everyone what he had witnessed, a spinning machete pierced his back, and the huge force directly cut half of the blade into his body!

"Mr. Kitamura... help..."

Tian Zhimin grabbed Kitamura Kai's hand. The middle-aged man who he thought was his savior and had just given him a promise showed a solemn look.

Kitamura Kai did not check on Tianzhimin's injuries. Whether he lived or died was just a small matter now. What was really important was the person who was walking towards him.

"Take some rest first."

Kitamura Kai pulled down the hand that was holding his arm from Taeda Toshi and pushed him into the rain without even looking at him, acting like a hero.

Unfortunately, it is not winter now, and he has no cloak. He only has a raincoat, which can't keep out the rain, and his clothes inside are soaked.

But at this time, Kitamura Hai was not in the mood to pay attention to these things. Although there was only one person on the opposite side, the flying knife just now left a deep impression on him.

Beicun Hai was sure that if the knife was coming towards him, he would not be able to dodge it no matter what and would definitely die!

"Watch your formation, he's alone! Kill him!"

Kitamura Kai was once a reservist of the CIRS special forces, where he underwent inhumane training. If he had not violated the discipline at that time, he would not be in the Kaienkai now.

In an island country, being involved in the underworld will actually be looked down upon, but Kitamura Kai doesn't care about that, because only in the underworld can you climb the fastest and make a lot of money!

Relying on his fighting ability and smart brain, Kitamura Kai rose from the bottom of the Kaienkai to the current third-in-command in just three years. His name is a legend in Tokyo.