What are the options for love obstacles in the humanoid Star Platinum's mind?

puff!

Kiryu Setsuna fell into a pile of abandoned junk and vomited blood.

He stared at the Ten Demon Snake King in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

"What happened just now... I was actually... Erhuliu..."

"Kiryu, I will continue to use Erhuliu and constantly improve and develop it. Similarly, I will also use Pre-borrow, but only against you, I will use Erhuliu to defeat you!"

The Ten Demon Snake King Ma had one arm hanging down, while the other hand was clenched into a fist.

Kiryu Setsuna's face was ferocious, and his beautiful face was distorted beyond recognition.

"Why don't you become a god? Why? Erhuliu is garbage! Since you don't want to... then let me turn on your switch!"

Before he finished speaking, Kiryu Setsuna's body had already rushed out of the waste pile.

Juuki Snake King had an indifferent expression, and his body, covered in scars, appeared exceptionally powerful.

Looking at Kiryu Setsuna approaching him, he threw a punch fiercely.

The speed of the punch was not fast, but the airflow around it was affected.

Kiryu Setsuna felt his movements restricted and took the punch with his face.

puff!

Kiryu Setsuna, who fell at the door, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Why... just Erhuliu..."

"Kiryu, it's time to end."

"No! You are not a god. You are not qualified to kill me now!"

Kiryu Setsuna got up and rushed out the door.

Shikiji Snake King Ma shook his head and did not chase after him.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out.

Kujo Ditaro was like a sharp arrow and caught up with Kiryu Setsuna in a few steps.

Kiryu Setsuna turned around and slapped out with an extremely sharp attack.

Kujo Ditaro responded with a punch with an expressionless face.

With a click, Kiryu Setsuna's face twitched and his entire right arm tilted in a strange direction.

"I can't die. I can't die at the hands of someone who isn't a god. Get out of here!"

Kiryu Setsuna unleashes a more powerful Rakshasa kick.

Kujo Ditaro was cruel and used a head-on approach to break Kiryu Setsuna's Rakshasa kick from the front.

Kiryu Setsuna, who lost an arm and a leg, fell to the ground helplessly.

"Ouma, end this grudge of yours..."

Before Kujo Ditaro could finish his words, he suddenly tilted his head back.

A slender cold arrow flew past his eyes.

Without thinking, Kujo Ditaro raised his hand to grab the end of the arrow, and then threw it hard in the direction where the arrow came from.

"What the hell?!"

The person hiding in the dark and attacking screamed and felt a pain in his shoulder.

Chapter 369: Five goals? Damn!

"Is someone following us?"

Kujo Ditaro's actions were always seen by the two people in the room.

Wu Xiaxian activated [Liberation], lifted the iron gate on the ground, and ran outside.

Kujo Ditaro was not arrogant. He hid in the factory with the help of Wu Xiaxian.

Shikisai Ouma was already at the edge of the factory, observing the situation outside through the gap.

Wu Xiaxian fiddled with his phone, frowning, "The signal's been blocked. There's no hope for foreign aid."

The Ten Demon Snake Kings brought good news: "At least three people are trapped in the west, and no one is seen in other directions. It is conservatively estimated that the entire factory is surrounded."

Kujo Ditaro glanced at the two of them and said, "There shouldn't be any hot weapons. The crossbow arrow just now was aimed at my vitals. If there were any hot weapons, they should have used them just now."

Wu Xiaxian spread his hands and said unhappily, "It's tough without firearms. Our factory is open, and they're hiding in the dark with crossbows. If we rush out, we'll just be targets."

Juukishima suddenly shouted, "They're making a move."

"Oh?" Kujo Ditaro found a gap and observed the situation outside.

Two men wearing hoods walked to the front of the factory.

They picked up the Molotov cocktails and lit the fuse without hesitation.

Seeing that the factory was in danger, Kujo Ditaro was not willing to sit idly by.

He took out two coins and shot them with his hands like a slingshot.

boom!

The coin hit the Molotov cocktail accurately.

The two people who were planning to throw the bottles were covered in kerosene.

They screamed and rolled on the ground.

Perhaps worried that their companions would be burned to death, two more men wearing hoods ran out from the grass.

Are they all cold weapons?

I remember that when the ship sank, the authorities only recovered ten bodies, but it seemed some people survived.

I guess they are wanted by Yingchu, so they can't get hot weapons in Japan, so they can only use cold weapons instead, hmm...

Thinking of this, Kujo Ditaro immediately rushed out of the factory.

Whoosh!

Two cold arrows shot out from the remote grassland.

Kujo Ditaro remained calm and easily caught the arrow with his hand.

This scene shocked everyone.

"Why?"

"this..."

"impossible...."

"That's too much, brother."

Wu Xiaxian, who was hiding at the door, shook his head in amazement.

The Ten Demon Snake King's eyes were complicated, and his hands could no longer clench tightly.

Kujo Ditaro threw an arrow with all his might, and a muffled groan was heard from the distance.

Whoosh whoosh!

Maybe because he was too angry, this time the number of cold arrows reached five, and came from multiple directions.

In order to undermine the enemy's confidence, Kujo Ditaro still chose to snatch the arrow with his bare hands.

He first caught the two arrows shot from the left with his hands, and then did the same to the two arrows shot from the right.

Then, he caught the last arrow in his mouth as if offering flowers.

"Grass!"

Someone threw the crossbow in anger.

Kujo Ditaro ignored the psychological trauma of the attacker and threw the arrows back one by one.

Even if someone wants to hide, they are still one step behind.

"Ugh...."

Three people slowly walked out of the grass.

The leader, the masked man, took off his mask, revealing a rough, scarred face.

"Long time no see, Mr. Kujo."

"I didn't expect you to survive."

"Yes, but we can't go back."

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "You deserve it."

"If you hadn't stopped us, we would have completed our mission and lived a prosperous life without worries about food and clothing. Unfortunately, everything was ruined by you."

As the scarred man spoke, his subordinates on both sides raised their pistols silently.

As if he was afraid of hot weapons, Kujo Ditaro's smile gradually faded.

The scarred man shook his head. "Do you know how much effort we put into getting these two pistols? Yes, we were like rats crossing the street, constantly hiding here and there, but God has eyes, and everything is worth it. You can dodge arrows and crossbows, but I don't believe you can dodge rapid-fire pistols. Boy, times have changed."

"Well, why didn't you shoot?"

"It would be too easy for you to die like this, kid. I know you're a good fighter, but if you don't want the people inside to burn to death, do as I say."

Kujo Ditaro was stunned. "What did you say? They are my brothers and sisters, my beloved relatives and friends."

The scarred man raised his lips and said, "So, if you don't want them to die, just be honest and cut your wrists first."

Kujo Ditaro spread his hands and said, "Then burn it."

"What did you say?" The scarred man frowned and sneered, "Aren't they your beloved relatives and friends? I understand. You're trying to be sarcastic with me, right? You don't think I wouldn't dare, do you?"

Kujo Ditaro nodded.

The scarred man waved his hand, and two men in hoods holding Molotov cocktails walked to the front of the factory.

Wu Xiaxian was a little panicked.

"Hey, you set fire to the mountain, you'll be in jail for life!"

"Tsk, they dare to kill people, who cares if you go to jail or not."

"Do you fucking understand our current situation? If you keep going like this...get down!"

boom.

The unlit Molotov cocktail fell to the ground.

Wu Xiaxian, with veins all over his body surging, held a person in front of him.

Similarly, Juuguishe Ouma, who cast [Pre-borrowing], also grabbed a shield.

"Tsk tsk, your people are no good. Even throwing a Molotov cocktail can cause trouble. I really doubt how you escaped from the sea."

Kujo Ditaro's sarcasm did not anger the scar man.

The scarred man smiled and said, "They have shields, but what about you? Although I can't torture you, as long as I can kill you..."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Kujo Ditaro grabbed the scarred man's neck and whispered, "What makes you think they can subdue your men, but I can't subdue you?"

The scarred man was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. Just as he was about to take action, he was punched in the stomach.

Kujo Ditaro's strength was enough to break the wall. Even if he restrained himself a little, he still beat the scarred man so hard that he couldn't get up again.

The two subordinates of the scarred man were about to shoot when they saw their boss fall to the ground.

As a result, the stones coming at high speed from a distance hit them directly on the forehead.

The scarred man did not faint, but murmured with difficulty.

"Why...why are you here...why..."