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Yoko Onodera's eyes flashed and she ran in the direction she smelled.

The dawn light gradually shone onto the house behind him, casting a thin layer of light on the house.

………………

Shibuya-ku, Chuo-dori, 7:30am.

Although Tokyo has been covered with dark clouds these days, it has not snowed, and today there was even a rare glimmer of morning light.

As if it was a symbol that life had gotten better, the office workers' faces were no longer as gloomy as before in the morning light.

Pedestrians come and go on the streets, everyone is in a hurry, as if time has speeded up.

Not everyone in big cities works in a well-known company with a glamorous and respectable job. Most people work in small companies on the streets, struggling for daily food and clothing.

A few guys who looked like they were not serious people were holding the wine they bought and chatting happily. They were talking about which unlucky guy had his leg broken because he couldn't pay his debts recently.

They slowly walked into the small companies along the street, which were their small bases.

A hooded figure was standing in front of the small business, looking up at the sign.

[Matsuyekai Financial Corporation]

A huge signboard is installed on the roof of the building, as if afraid that others can't see it. The whole signboard is mainly gray, with black patterns dotted around.

"Loan shark?"

Yoko Onodera looked at the sign in confusion. The smell was right, the odor did point to this company.

But...what was she doing in a loan shark company? And this company was run by a gang.

Yoko Onodera had seen this place from afar in the past, but she had never thought that one day she would go in there, even though she was not going to borrow money.

No matter how poor or miserable she was, Yoko Onodera never thought of borrowing from loan sharks, because she knew it was like a swamp, and once she stepped in, she would never be able to get out.

Maybe some people can escape from this swamp, but they are a minority after all. The vast majority of people encounter loan sharks and either lose everything or lose every trace of their fortunes.

Forget it, why think so much? Even a violent gang can’t stop me from taking revenge!

Yoko Onodera walked into the company without hesitation. There was no one at the front desk and the door leading to the inside was wide open.

He walked towards the inside of the company, but halfway through, he was stopped by a Yakuza member standing on the side.

"Who are you? Are you borrowing money? The company is holding a party right now and is temporarily closed for business."

Onodera Yoko looked at the obviously young Yakuza member who stopped her and smiled, "Someone asked me to come here."

The gatekeeper looked at Yoko Onodera's youthful and beautiful face, then at her tightly dressed body, and showed a surprised expression.

The boss hired her as a playmate. No wonder she is wearing such tight clothes on the outside. I really want to see how sexy she is inside.

"Go in, don't keep the boss waiting too long."

When Onodera Yoko heard this, she smiled sweetly: "Don't worry, it won't take long."

The gatekeeper was so excited that he didn't know when he would be able to get the same treatment as the boss and become the boss.

When I walked into the company, I suddenly felt enlightened. There were ball lights flashing in the ballroom above my head, shining red and green lights.

People around were talking loudly and clinking glasses. Yoko Onodera felt that this place didn't feel like a company anymore, but rather like a party in a bar.

Maybe this is just a Yakuza gathering place disguised as a company?

"I heard that you got the money from Sanya Shin a few days ago?"

"That's right. They broke both of his legs. When they were about to break his arms, the old man knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. He took out his pension hidden in the cracks in the floor. The old man was obviously rich, but he would rather have his legs broken than pay his debts."

"If he wasn't too old, he would have been sent to work on the ship to pay off his debts when he said he couldn't pay them back. How could he have such a good thing as having his legs broken?"

"You're right. Our company should really limit the age of loans, so that those penniless old men can starve to death without being able to borrow a penny!"

"Hahahahahaha, that makes sense!"

Listening to the conversation around her, Yoko Onodera's expression darkened. She knew that there were no good people in the Yakuza.

Forget it, I'm not here to cause trouble for these gang members, as long as they don't provoke me.

A bodyguard who was patrolling back and forth saw Yoko Onodera, but seeing that she was walking straight towards the center and had a pretty face, they did not tactlessly try to stop her or approach her to talk to her.

Moreover, he was wearing very thin clothes, and it was obvious at a glance that he had no hidden weapons.

What if it’s the boss’s mistress? If I try to stop her, I’ll be hated and that’ll be the end of me.

So because of some misunderstandings, Yoko Onodera was not stopped and walked smoothly towards the source of the smell.

It wasn't long before the source of the smell was found.

Sitting on a large semicircular sofa with a radius of five meters were a group of big guys with tattoos of dragons and tigers descending from the mountains over their shoulders. Although they were wearing floral shirts, the exposed skin was clearly visible.

Even if you don't look at the tattoos, just looking at the faces of these people, you can say that the appearance reflects the heart. Each of them looks ferocious, and the temperament of "extreme evil" comes directly to you.

If a timid person saw this scene, he would probably be so scared that he would kowtow on the spot to apologize and beg for mercy.

On top of these big brothers were women in revealing clothes, some in uniforms, some in bunny girl costumes, and some simply covered with a thin layer of cloth. They all had smiles on their faces, as if they were already used to this scene.

"Got you……"

Yoko Onodera said as she looked at the young woman lying on top of a man, who was the leader of the trio.

What is this? Does a bad girl have to be related to the yakuza?

After hearing what Onodera Yoko said, the Yakuza members who were still chatting or those who had already noticed Onodera Yoko looked over together.

"Asami, do you know her?"

The smile on the face of the young woman called Mami gradually faded, and she said with some disdain.

"She's my classmate. I don't know how she found her way here, but... she's an orphan and doesn't have anyone close to her, Maruno-sama. You know what I mean, right?"

The man called Maruno gradually smiled on his scarred face.

"understood."

He likes this kind of carefree beautiful girl the most, because she is alone, so she can play however she wants.

What's more, this is a dessert that was delivered to her door. Wouldn't it be a shame if I didn't enjoy it?

Standing on both sides of the sofa, the yakuza members in black suits had already surrounded her and slowly walked towards Yoko Onodera.

"Be gentle, don't hurt my little dessert." Maruno's smile widened, "Besides, it's a little dessert that came to my door myself."

"I advise you not to mess with me. I'm just here to see her today."

Chapter 20 Killing

Onodera Yoko looked at this scene coldly, and pointed at Asami who was sneering at the side, "Besides, if you provoke me, you will regret it later."

Hearing this arrogant tone, the smile on Maruno's face became even more rampant.

"Hahahaha! It turns out that it's not a dessert, but a snack that's a bit spicy. But, I like spicy snacks!"

The two Yakuza members closest to Yoko Onodera looked at each other and rushed forward.

Faced with the two people rushing towards her, Yoko Onodera did not dodge.

He just raised his right hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

"Clap~"

"Bang!!!"

Along with the crisp sound of snapping fingers, there was the sound of something exploding.

The two headless bodies fell down weakly and fell directly in front of Yoko Onodera.

The brain matter and blood splattered by the explosion flew in all directions, sticking to the black suits of the Yakuza members who had gathered around, sticking to Maruno's face with a frozen smile, and sticking to the people around who were in complete silence.

"Alas, I've already told you not to mess with me, or you'll regret it!"

At this point, Yoko Onodera's voice had completely turned cold, as if the devil's sound from hell was echoing in everyone's ears.

Mami, who had been standing aside with a sneer, suddenly sat down on the ground with a thud, looking at the incomprehensible scene in front of her in horror.

"Crack~crack~"

The ground was soaked with blood, and walking on it felt like walking on puddles, making slight popping sounds.

The shoes brought a few drops of blood and then fell into a pool of blood.

And this voice seemed to be walking into Mami's heart, and the footsteps stepped on her already frightened and wildly beating heart.

The person who walked along with this voice was Yoko Onodera, and she had already arrived in front of Asami.

Looking at the devil-like figure in front of her, whose eyes emitted a captivating red light, Mami, who was sitting on the ground, was completely unable to utter a sound.

When people are frightened to the point that their minds go blank, most of the time their bodies become stiff and unable to move, and they completely forget to make any sound.

If the characters in a movie see something extremely terrifying, they scream in fright, but this is just a film effect. The reality is that if someone sees something extremely terrifying, they will be so frightened that they will not be able to make any sound.

"What's wrong? Weren't you still so arrogant just now?"

Yoko Onodera looked down at Asami, who was slumped on the ground, and said with a hint of sarcasm.

Looking at the object of hatred who brought her pain, Yoko Onodera did not hesitate too much. Anyone who has the power but hesitates to use it is mentally abnormal.

Since I have power beyond humans, I might as well stop being human.

Mami, who was slumped on the ground, had a blank mind. She couldn't explain the scene in front of her, nor did she know why the person in front of her, whom she had bullied before, suddenly turned into a monster.

"I was wrong, please forgive me, please let me go!"

Mami's mind went blank, but she still managed to force out words of begging for mercy.

With a frightened plea on his terrified face, he looked at the girl with bloodshot eyes in front of him with a little expectation.

Yoko Onodera stretched out the index finger of her right hand and gently touched the center of the eyebrows of the girl who was slumped on the ground.

"Bang!!!"

"When I said this, didn't you let me go?"

He turned around and never looked at the body again.

He raised his eerie blood-red eyes and looked at the group of Yakuza members who had not yet come to their senses.

To be honest, Yoko Onodera hates the Yakuza very much. She lives in a country where gangs are legal, which is completely impossible for other countries.

Japan is the only country in the world that recognizes the legality of gangs. The authorities have also formulated a registration policy. As long as they operate within the established laws, they will be issued legal permits. This is called a "designated violent group" in Japan. With a legal permit, the violent group becomes a legal and vibrant social organization.

Although there are always rumors on the Internet about how good Japanese gangs are, giving gifts and candies to children during holidays, having good relations with the people in normal times, and maintaining social order when the police are not present, etc., this is all a means of whitewashing propaganda. They are called gangs, so can we expect all of them to be good people?

If they are really good people, then why are most people still afraid of organizations like violent gangs?

It’s because none of them are good people.

Yoko Onodera thought about the task given to her by Lord Dracula, to make some big noise, and looked at the group of yakuza members in front of her.

Isn’t this a ready-made environment for creating a big noise?

You can also use the blood here to increase your strength. It doesn’t matter even if all these people die.

Who cares about the life and death of these social scums?

Because the heads disappeared, large amounts of blood spurted out from the necks of the three headless corpses, staining the precious carpet on the ground red.

The blood flowed along the patterns on the carpet to the feet of the stunned Yakuza members, and then continued to flow out along their shoes.

"Monster! Monster!"

"What are you still standing there for? Kill her now!"

The extreme calm was rebounded by extreme noise. The underworld bosses who were originally sitting on the sofa to watch the show suddenly stood up from the sofa, and the bodyguards in black suits who had originally surrounded them all took a step back.

They are the members of the Yakuza organization who are responsible for protecting the boss, and they are also considered to be the younger brothers with strong combat capabilities, otherwise it would not be their turn to be responsible for the boss's safety.

A leading gangster pretended to be calm and shouted to his retreating companions: "Where are the guns? Where are your guns? Shoot!"

"No matter how strong this monster is, it can't withstand bullets. No one can survive under bullets!"

Some of the retreating brothers had already touched their lower backs, and some raised the controlled knives in their hands, but looking at Onodera Yoko's weird blood-red eyes, they could not muster the courage to move forward.

“Shoot…”

“Puff…!!!”

Before the younger brothers took out their guns and fired, blood spikes burst out of their bodies first.