Behead God: You will eventually become a god!

Chapter 172 The Encounter of Huojin Sword

Immediately afterwards, the whole scene fell into extreme silence and quiet.

The cadres of Hanchuan family were all staring at each other in confusion. At this moment, they didn't know whether to move or not.

Who wouldn’t be panicked?

Just think about it, the two sides haven't even said a few words yet, and a group of people come straight up, each holding a gun, with more than sixty black gun muzzles pointing directly at your forehead. If this happened to you, would you not panic?

The answer is of course obvious.

The cadre was also very sensible. He quickly swallowed his saliva and said with some trembling:

"Good evening, everyone from the Black Killing Group... Well, it is indeed our fault that we did things on your territory without saying hello this time, but we did not mean to provoke you. If you really feel that there is something wrong, please feel free to contact us.

I think we can sit down and talk, there is no need to be so confrontational... Is it possible that this is actually a misunderstanding?"

Looking at the muzzle of the gun pointed at his head, the cadre spoke while looking at Shen Qingzhu's expression, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat...

'Um? '

Shen Qingzhu looked at the person in front of him with an indifferent expression, and flicked the cigarette butt in his mouth. As luck would have it, the cigarette butt landed directly on the cadre's face. The cadre didn't dare to say a word, and looked at the murderous team leader tremblingly.

"What is this kid mumbling? I can't understand a word!"

"Kurusu (Kill)!!"

Shen Qingzhu didn't bother to pay attention to him and directly ordered to kill!

As he finished speaking, the sixty-odd members of the Black Kill Group following behind him were all excited in an instant. The sound of gunfire... echoed continuously in the silent alley, and the sound was deafening.

In the dead silent street, two gangs started fighting each other. The scene was so chaotic that they couldn't even tell their teammates apart.

……

"It seems like these men are no match for us at all."

Han Chuan Si looked at the chaotic battlefield in front of him, his head lowered and brows furrowed, wondering what he was thinking about.

"Why is the Black Killer rushing over here at this time? This shouldn't happen..."

He really couldn't understand why the Black Kill Group came at this time, not earlier or later, and they were preparing to ambush Asaba Nanaya and Yurina, but they happened to come at this time. Doesn't this look very strange?

Could this really just be an ordinary coincidence?

"Young Master, if we don't take action, our brothers will not be able to hold on. The enemy's firepower is too strong, and the number of guns is several times ours. Countless brothers have been killed and wounded."

A cadre next to Han Chuan Si said anxiously: "Master, what should we do now?"

Han Chuan Si couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

This time when he came from Tokyo, he didn't bring many people with him. Most of the people now were surrendered people who were absorbed from other small gangs before. At best, they were just there to make up the numbers and their minds were not on their family. Plus, the difference in the number of weapons made them have no desire to fight.

But this was harmless to him. It was just the death of some small minions. Why would he, as the master, care?

However, if they were all dead, there would be no younger brothers to take care of his little things, which would still be a problem...

"What's the current situation of the officers who went to capture Yurina? Did they succeed?"

Upon hearing this, the cadre shook his head and said in a trembling and fearful voice:

"Master, this... I don't know either... Just a few minutes ago, I tried to contact the officers who went out to capture Yurina, but I don't know what's going on over there. There was no response at all, so I don't know how they are doing..."

"What a bunch of losers!" Han Chuan Si said coldly.

Right now, all the people under his command have been almost killed... If he doesn't take action, there is a great probability that the entire army will be wiped out. In that case, he will have no one left to use.

Besides, his base is still in Tokyo. If he wants to transfer a group of people over, it will delay the progress of his plan.

This was indeed very hesitant, and Hanchuan Si was slow to make a decision.

However, his palm had unknowingly already gently grasped the [black rope] around his waist.

It seemed as if he would swing the long sword at his waist in the next moment!

However, if he were to draw his sword now, the Pure Land would definitely be aware of him. If nothing unexpected happened, the Pure Land would directly send an oracle to attack him immediately...

But that's not entirely true. The headquarters of [Pure Land] is in Tokyo. Even for an oracle, it would take at least half an hour to fly over. It would not arrive that quickly.

In other words, he has the opportunity to strike, and the oracle from the Pure Land will arrive as soon as possible, but he still has half an hour to maneuver.

If the problem is not resolved by then, the situation will be very passive. It is likely that one will be unable to escape, or may be attacked from both sides.

After thinking deeply for a while, Han Chuan Si's eyes showed a bit more "determination" and coldness. He believed that with the ability of his [Black Rope] and ultra-long-range attack positioning and locking, he should only need a few strikes to resolve the battlefield!

Just when he was about to draw his knife.

boom--! !

There was a loud bang, which vibrated towards him in the form of ripples in the air. Then, the glass shattered at the same time, and a drop of rain naturally fell in from the window.

Han Chuan Si looked at the raindrops that suddenly appeared, his heart trembled, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

With his vision, he recognized at a glance that these raindrops were not formed by natural clouds in the sky, but were a form of attack using raindrops as a carrier, produced by Yubeng, one of the Nine Swords of Huojin.

As soon as he realized what was happening, Han Chuan Si retreated violently, trying to get out of the range of the raindrops. But in the next moment, a human figure suddenly appeared in the raindrops.

The figure of Amamiya Haruki flashed out from the raindrops, waving a long sword in his hand. The majestic water force turned his blade into waves, rolling straight towards the forehead of Kankawa Tsukasa in front of him.

——Bang! !

The two Huojin swords collided in the air, and instantly a series of sparks and a dull iron-like sound burst out.