MTL - C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons-v2 Chapter 4 Underworld trainee

"Mr. Yamada, ten seconds have passed, why haven't you taken out a penny?"

A tall, middle-aged man named Yamada Tossaburo stared tremblingly at the sharp ribs inserted between his fingers.

Outside the Yamada convenience store, the crow was smoking, feeling that something was not right.

The headquarter, a technical young man named Luo Yin, heard that they came out violently to ask for debts, but he was excited instead.

They all started from the lowest-level debt business, but now, as servants of the young master, they no longer need to engage in such a safe business. This is the bad idea that Yasha thought, using all kinds of violent underworld work to defeat the opponent's psychological defense line, and starting to blacken the debt step by step.

Luo Yin is of course excited. Usually, he can only watch the remote broadcast through "Snakes", but today he can finally get started. The composition of the Samaritan is very complex, so he will have a little bit of any routine.

Three minutes later, Luo Yin walked out of the convenience store holding 50,000 yen. Jusaburo, who had lost two thin skins, had promised to quickly pay back the 200,000 yen he took for gambling.

"But he only owes 100,000..."

"Who knows?"

After getting in the car, Yasha gestured frantically to the crow, this is not a baby, the plan has changed! Introductory projects are canceled.

Crow with a sullen face, diverted to the Shinjuku area. At the same time, the four groups in Shinjuku District were notified by phone and assembled to stand by.

"AtomImpulse, atomic pulse. A nightclub with an Eastern European background, unwilling to accept our jurisdiction, has been deadlocked for more than three months. They even began to actively seek shelter from other mixed-race forces."

I think they are ghosts. It is said that the crow and the yaksha are a strange Japanese-style Chinese and Japanese-style English...

"There is no room for negotiation. The Shinjuku Group has decided to suppress it, and we will also participate in this operation. There are body armors under the back seat."

This exciting program was arranged on the first day.

Luo Yin took precautions, glanced at the small pistols they were carrying, and looked away in disgust.

Just after noon, this nightclub is closed. At the corner of the street, more than a dozen gang members gathered, embroidered on the chest with the red ghost family crest of the Inuyama family.

"I counted to three, one, two,..."

Luo Yin slipped in. I have been working too hard lately, so I just seized the precious opportunity to try out new works by the way.

"Ah, isn't it business hours now..."

As he spoke, he walked towards the bartender who was wiping the glass, the only two half-breeds here.

The Latvian strong man looked at the inexplicable young man in the white coat, and before he had time to react, he hit an unbelievably heavy uppercut.

The jaw was instantly shattered, and the brain was deprived of oxygen. How did this body type produce so much power?

Luo Yin grabbed the collar of the strong man, his left hand broke out again, and the gigantic man weighing more than 200 pounds was thrown at the overwhelmed employees.

"Last chance, consider accepting the management honestly and charge a monthly card for Sheqi Bajia?"

Dozens of employees from all directions came back to their senses and attacked the young people who were eager to try.

The left foot stepped lightly, the glass floor cracked and shattered, and the white shadow flashed by like a teleportation.

"Ah, follow! (Wave Fist

The right fist hit the abdomen of a gang member with a violent airflow. The violent impact broke the muscle fibers and bent the ribs.

Well, there are still 3 times left in the right hand, so I have to use it sparingly.

The waitress at the side just took out her pistol, when a white shadow slammed into her arms like a teleportation. Luo Yin lightly wiped the pistol with his left hand and removed the magazine. This simple firearm looks like a toy in front of the mirror pupil.

Crow and Yaksha rushed in with the thugs of the Inuyama family, and fought with the thugs of the nightclub.

As Luo Yin erupted again and again, under the broad white coat, the multiple metal cavities that were close to the skin quickly bulged and burst into strong airflow, releasing an instant powerful impact.

This design is modified from a part of "Permanent Burning", which absorbs and compresses a huge amount of air, and explodes power and speed under the blessing of airflow. From the outside, the expansion and contraction of the metal cavity is like the natural change of the muscle. This device was named "external muscle" by Luo Yin.

The disadvantage is that the number of consecutive uses is limited, and the interval between two bursts is two or three seconds.

As for the fighting skills, they all come from the data of Chu Zihang and Caesar collected by Jingtong, and they are directly imitated. He has always been a practitioner of borrowism.

After kicking and breaking the arm bones of the two gangsters again, Luo Yin noticed that someone took out a submachine gun.

Before the other party could reload, the alchemy revolver made a loud noise, and the silver disco light ball fell from the ceiling to the ground, and the fragments splashed everywhere.

The power is good. Since seeing "Texas Dawn", he has come a long way in improving the power of bullets.

Unless you can get an RPG out, this revolver is the most powerful firepower here.

The small silver muzzle turned to the woman on the second floor who seemed to be the shopkeeper. The target didn't dare to move.

......

"Is there anything else to play? Is there anything else?"

The crow looked at the sparkling eyes of the intern and felt that he needed a quick-action pill.

Did the headquarters set up an underworld training class? Why are you so proficient!

"Let's have a casual meal first, and then do other work later."

Turning around two street corners, Yaksha saw a shop, "JO-Class Fried Chicken", on the signboard was a muscular man with a navy hat holding golden fried chicken.

"We eat fried **."

Luo Yin's mouth twitched, no.

There wasn't a single customer in the decently decorated store, and the owner and chef was a ferocious Latino brawny guy wearing a ridiculous little apron.

Alessandro, a middle-level Samaritan cadre, was born in a slum and only eats fast food and fast food for three meals a day.

Ten minutes later, Alessandro impatiently served three servings of garlic fried chicken. Why do mentally retarded people come here to eat fried chicken?

The fried chicken was charred on the outside, half cooked on the inside, and the fried chicken powder was messy. Is this really something humans can eat?

"Forget it, let's eat at another family."

"Thank you, 800 yen."

The crow held the Yaksha who wanted to kill someone. We are gangsters, not hooligans, and gangsters have to pay for meals.

Before leaving, Luo Yin turned around and made a mouth shape to Alessandro, "The Samaritans wish you good health."

The strong man was startled. Sure enough, Samaria is omnipresent.

......

In the evening, Crow and Yaksha, who felt powerless, finally performed their traditional performance, the cement mixer. That is, they poured cement while interrogating, and if they did not recruit or recruited them late, they poured them into concrete pillars and nailed them into Tokyo Bay.

Luo Yin had already heard about this and wanted to do it for a long time. Under Yasha's terrifying gaze, Luo Yin began to help pour the cement together, and proposed to speed up the mixer. In the end, the crow fished out the man in advance, otherwise there would be no chance to confess.

It's not that Luo Yin awakened some strange hobby, but that he was forced to ask the subject some questions.

Fengmo Shinnosuke, a hybrid of C-level blood, also has a state of "unstable blood". Feng Mo is a rare surname, and he is likely from the Feng Mo family of the five little surnames.

After Shinnosuke, who was dressed in cement, cried and called out the words "Fighting Ghosts" to the crow, Luo Yin walked away consciously. But he still overheard words such as "evolution medicine" and "cocktail", and the water in the branch was very mixed.

With a gloomy face, the duo bundled up Shinnosuke and prepared to send it back to the head office.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Luo Yin's first day as a Tokyo underworld trainee ended.

The three of them drove to an izakaya next to Shibuya Station. There was a strong Showa style in the store.

Three deep-fried shrimp tempura, offal chowder, teriyaki chicken skewers, and a dozen cheap sake.

"Do you smoke?" Yasha handed over a box of Marlboro.

Luo Yin took the cigarette and shook his head, "No."

He took out two of them and gave them to Crow and Yaksha, and patted them on the shoulders.

"Let's do a good job together."

Crow: I feel humiliated.

It's near at night

【Sit on your knees in the darkness near dawn】

ざんげのウオッカじゃ

[Drinking vodka with repentance]

なんだか酔えないみたい

[But it seems like he can't get drunk]

("GOOD-BYE Youth")

In the middle-aged man's vicissitudes of singing, the three of them drank until they were very drunk.

Young Master, we have completed your mission well!

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Different from ordinary members, the leaders of UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com Kanto branch exist to kill people. They use the ancient sword as their code name, and it is the sharpest demon sword of the Eight Clan of Sheqi. The internal traitors, the **** hybrids, and the thugs with heavy firepower are all their cleanup targets.

Under the leadership of Akechi Asuya, the autonomy of the Kanto branch has gradually expanded over the past few years. They can drive around in Kanto at night, hunt and show off violence, and usually cultivate some insignificant hobbies.

So this man in the headquarters is incompatible with them.

He just drove a pink sports car calmly, chopped people calmly, and handled the scene calmly. He does not reject violence nor pursue it. Chu Zihang is like the village rain in his hands, after beheading his opponent, only clear dew will ooze out.

As a temporary boss, Asuya Akechi felt that it was necessary to adjust the work status of his subordinates and instill the spirit of the Kanto branch.

"Would you like to try swordsmanship with me? Your swordsmanship is quite sharp."

"Okay, can you use Word Spirit?"

"It doesn't matter, it's not the speed of words and spirits, right?"

Garbage that only relies on the spirit of words cannot reach the extreme of the sword.

Chu Zihang took the lead with the knife, and the tree-cutting machine slashed eight in a row!

Wise Asuya didn't notice for a while, he had never seen such a brutal sword technique, and he was forced to retreat.

But this layman's move won't win me. After more than a dozen collisions, Asuya seized the fighter plane and smashed Murasame with one attack.

At the moment of his ecstasy, Chu Zihang's high-speed left straight punch hit his chest with a big fireball.

Asuya fainted on the spot, and the members of the branch stood silent.

I also see that you are upset.

This is the flame fist sword technique.

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