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"It's pointless to bring up the past."

Kurosaki Kimyu's voice turned colder, carrying a warning: "I already showed mercy back then and spared your life, Kimi... you should know when to stop. Next time... you might not be so lucky."

"Have mercy? Good luck?"

Kurosaki Kimihiro let out a short, cold laugh, full of disdain: "If it weren't for you and those guys from Kowloon World Heart joining forces back then, you wouldn't have stood a chance against me on your own!"

"Junhu, don't blame me for not warning you, the Kowloon Group has become much stronger over the years, and it's far beyond what you can afford to mess with!"

Kurosaki Kimryu narrowed his eyes. Although a faint smile was on his lips, the danger emanating from his eyes sent chills down one's spine.

"Ah!!!"

Kurosaki Kimitora leaned forward slightly, like a tiger poised to pounce, his single eye flashing with a terrifyingly cold light: "The Kowloon Group is indeed much larger now than it was back then, becoming a behemoth!"

The next second, Kurosaki Kimihiro changed his tone, his voice filled with extreme contempt: "But so what? The entire Kowloon Group is nothing more than a watchdog, a dog that looks glamorous on the surface. Kimihiro... the longer you wear that dog leash around your neck, the less likely you are to get it off!"

"Rather than being slaughtered one day when you're no longer of any use, it's better to let your nephew have it!"

Hearing Kurosaki Kimitora's words, Kurosaki Kimyu's face grew increasingly gloomy, but he did not lash out on the spot.

Chapter 222 Sweeping Through Sannoh Street

Two weeks later, in the SWORD neighborhood, on Sannoh Street.

The afternoon sun, with a touch of languor, shone on the slightly old streets.

Atan, Atie, and Qianqing walked side by side, their faces showing signs of fatigue and lingering melancholy.

"Hey, I said..."

A-Tan scratched his head of black hair, his tone somewhat irritated: "About that Kurosaki Ryuji... should we continue? Last time, we dealt with those bastards from Kaiku so badly, but we didn't even catch a glimpse of the real boss. Recently, things haven't been peaceful in Sannoh Street either. I have a feeling that something is about to happen."

A Tie frowned and silently kicked away a small pebble at his feet.

Chiharu scratched her head and said, "Indeed... the number of guys selling red Ramu around here has not decreased, but has actually increased. It seems that it's not just Kaijiu and his gang."

"So, should we go settle accounts with that guy Kurosaki Ryuji first, or deal with the surrounding red Rams first?"

"Get rid of them? Can they really be completely removed? Perhaps those red Rams are related to Kurosaki Ryuji!"

"It's quite possible that there really is such a possibility!"

While the three of them were guessing...

A deep, powerful motorcycle engine sound broke the silence of the neighborhood as it approached.

A sleek, all-black motorcycle, like a ghost, stopped unexpectedly in the middle of the entrance to Sannoh Street.

The engine stalled.

The rider braced himself with his long legs and landed steadily.

He removed his equally black helmet, revealing a cold, chiseled face. His sharp eyes, like solid ice spikes, pierced through the air and landed precisely on A-Tan and the other two.

Time seemed to freeze for a second.

"Uh?!"

Atie and Qianqing gasped almost simultaneously, their pupils contracting to their maximum size as they stared incredulously at the figure.

"Kuro...Ryuji Kurosaki?!"

Qian Qing's voice trembled slightly, and he naturally recognized the person who had given him a severe beating last time.

A-Tan also saw who it was. After a brief moment of astonishment, a surge of anger welled up in his heart.

That bastard!

It caused their brothers to get injured, caused them to run to the wrong place and cause a scene, and caused them to feel as frustrated as headless flies during this period!

"Hold!"

Atan suddenly stepped forward, pointed at Kurosaki Ryuji and roared, "I've searched high and low for you! You dare to show up in Sannoh's territory?! Perfect! Saves me the trouble of looking for you everywhere! Ate, Chiharu, don't move! I'll handle this guy alone. Today I'll beat that stinky face flat and avenge you!"

He was caught up in his excitement and didn't think carefully about why the other party dared to appear here alone.

Clenching his fists, he assumed an offensive stance, ready to charge forward.

However, he had only taken the first step; the second step had not yet been taken.

One, two, three... a large number of large tour buses, like steel behemoths, brought a heavy sense of oppression as they drove into view one after another, parking roughly side by side.

In an instant, these buses completely blocked the not-so-wide entrance to Sannoh Street.

Not even a tiny gap remains!

The sunlight was blocked by the massive vehicle, and a large shadow instantly enveloped the location where A-Tan and the other two were.

Atan's forward momentum froze.

The anger and confidence on his face froze instantly, as if doused with a bucket of ice water, and then shattered inch by inch.

His eyes widened, his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg, and he stared blankly at the terrifying scene before him, which resembled an army gathering.

Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish!

The bus doors suddenly opened at almost the same time!

Like a flood bursting its banks, or like opening Pandora's box!

One after another, figures, carrying a chilling killing intent, surged out of each car door like a tidal wave!

The God-Slaying Legion, composed of the forces of Fengxian, Linglan, and Kaijiu, has arrived!

Tamao Serizawa, a cigarette dangling from his lips, looked down at everyone with a disdainful gaze.

Narumi Taiga surveyed his surroundings expressionlessly.

Katagiri Tomoji's tall figure exuded a heavy sense of oppression, while Sagara Takeshi, though still wrapped in bandages, had a venomous and excited look in his eyes that was almost overflowing!

More than 300 people.

Of course, this is not the limit of the number of people in the Godslayer Legion, but the limit of the number of buses that can be rented.

Otherwise, we could have brought more people over.

Regardless, at this moment, a dense crowd of figures instantly filled the entire street corner and the surrounding streets.

Like a silent tide, they exuded a suffocating sense of oppression, their gazes all fixed on the three lonely figures: Atan, Atie, and Qianqing.

The air seemed to have been sucked out, leaving only a heavy, heart-pounding silence.

Ryuji Kurosaki seemed to ignore the massive army behind him.

He leisurely took a cigarette out of his pocket, put it in his mouth, and lit it with a lighter.

The orange flames illuminated his cold, expressionless eyes.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a pale blue smoke. His gaze swept over A-Tan, whose face was deathly pale and body was stiff, as well as A-Tie and Qian-Qing, who were equally pale and looked like they had fallen into an ice cave, as if they were looking at ants.

Then, with the hand holding the cigarette, he casually yet with an undeniable will to destroy, he gently waved it forward.

The chilling voice, like the pronouncement of death, echoed clearly at the deathly silent entrance to Sannoh Street:

"Those guys from the Mountain King's territory!"

"Don't let anyone go!"

boom! ! !

It was like setting off a powder keg!

“Ohhhhhhh!!!”

"Kill them!!!"

"Brothers, come on!"

A deafening roar instantly shattered the deathly silence.

Serizawa Tamao and Narumi Taiga took the lead.

Katagiri Tomoji and Sagara Takeshi, leading Kaiku's remaining troops, were like mad tigers unleashed from their cages.

Countless lily of the valley and balsam fern, like a surging tsunami, with the momentum to destroy everything, rushed toward the isolated and helpless A-Tan and his two companions!

The earth seemed to tremble!

"I...I'm fucking pissed off!!!"

Atan's pitiful courage was instantly shattered by the overwhelming killing intent.

He yelled, no longer caring about killing Kurosaki Ryuji to avenge Chiharu and Atetsu. Only one thought remained in his mind: run! If he didn't run, he would be trampled to death!

"Run!!!"

2.3

A-Tie and Qian-Qing reacted with lightning speed. The three of them turned around almost simultaneously and, with all their might, ran frantically towards the depths of Shanwang Street, towards their base camp!

As A-Tan sprinted at top speed, he glanced back in terror at the surging torrent that resembled demons from hell. His heart was pounding in his chest. He roared hoarsely at A-Tie and Qian-Qing, who were running ahead of him:

"Quickly! Notify Cobra and Yamato immediately!!!"

"Ryuji Kurosaki!! He's leading his men here!!!"

Their backs were disheveled and filled with extreme fear as they quickly disappeared around the street corner.

Behind them, the God-Slaying Legion surged forward like a burst dam, determined to overturn the entire Sannoh Street!

The tranquility of Sannoh Street was shattered at this moment.

A storm that swept through the entire street has arrived!

Chapter 223 Go and notify Cobra!

"Brother A-Tan, I can't shake him off at all! What should I do? If this continues, we'll be doomed sooner or later!"

Qianqing was practically running herself ragged behind Atan, using both her hands and feet to keep up.

His lungs were burning with pain, and every breath felt like swallowing razor blades. Sweat had already soaked through his T-shirt, blurring his vision.

He dared not turn around, but the dense, heavy footsteps behind him, like rolling thunder, were the drumbeats of impending death!

That wasn't just a few people, it was dozens, even hundreds!

The vibrations from each step he took on the asphalt road were clearly transmitted through his feet throughout his body, making him feel terrified.

"Split up and find another opportunity to notify Cobra!"

A-Tan's roar exploded in the narrow alley, carrying a resolute determination to burn his bridges.

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly swerved like a startled cat, disappearing in a flash into a darker side road filled with discarded debris and trash cans.

The movement was so fast that it caught everyone off guard.

"Ah! Brother A-Tan, you should have told me sooner!"

Qianqing's screams were tinged with despair.

13 “Holy crap!”

Ah Tie couldn't help but swear, stumbled, and almost bumped into the wall next to him.

The two were forced to stop, watching helplessly as A-Tan disappeared in the direction he had vanished, the suffocating pressure following them like a shadow.

Without the slightest hesitation, the two could only grit their teeth and continue along the alleyway that led to an unknown destination, squeezing out all the strength in their bodies to rush forward.

Rumble!

Like a black tide crashing against rocks, the surging army of god-slaying soldiers split up instantly at the crossroads.

Some people rushed towards the alley where Atan disappeared without hesitation, while others, like sharks that had smelled blood, chased after Qianqing and Atie's backs.

Footsteps, heavy breathing, and low growls mixed with excitement or ferocity instantly filled this originally dilapidated and silent area.

"Where did you go?"

Leading the charge were Jun Kamata, Toshiyuki Saejima, Yuji Oguchi, and Hayato Shibayama, who rushed into the alley where Atan had disappeared. All they saw were piles of dilapidated furniture, stinking garbage cans, and crisscrossing shadows.

The target seemed to have vanished into thin air.

The alley leads to a dead end, with high walls on both sides.