Chapter 648
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Chapter 648: Mounted Missiles
Bang!
A crisp sound of a door closing echoed as a figure draped in a flowing cloud-patterned cloak leisurely stepped down from the car, lowered his head to light a cigarette, and slowly walked forward.
The nearly three hundred members of the Black Kill Group in front of the car parted to the sides simultaneously, clearing a path for him. Upon seeing the flowing cloak, the members of the Hanchuan family seemed to recall something, their eyes filled with shock!
He is…
The legendary underworld myth, the leader of the Kansai Black Kill Group?!
He actually came in person?
Shen Qingzhu, cigarette in mouth, walked up to the members of the Black Kill Group. The countless glaring headlights behind him outlined his figure with a golden edge. Due to the backlight, the Hanchuan family members couldn’t see his face clearly, but those cold and authoritative eyes were like torches in the darkness, deeply imprinted in everyone’s hearts.
A cadre from the Hanchuan family steadied himself and coldly spoke:
“I didn’t expect the leader of the Black Kill Group to personally come to Osaka and even brought people to our Hanchuan family’s doorstep… May I ask what your intentions are?”
Shen Qingzhu, cigarette in hand, looked at him through the hazy smoke, showing no intention of engaging in conversation.
Silence.
The cadre furrowed his brow. “What? Is the leader implying that our Hanchuan family has offended your Black Kill Group? I apologize, but our Hanchuan family has always acted this way. If there has been any offense… then it is not our problem.”
Shen Qingzhu continued to silently stare at him, the oppressive feeling in his gaze growing stronger.
Behind him, Asakura Ken and Inamori Yu quietly drew their weapons.
Over three hundred members of the Black Kill Group simultaneously pulled out their weapons, nearly a third of which were firearms, and in the silent atmosphere, a chilling murderous intent flickered.
The cadre was a bit dazed.
Isn’t it normal for gangs to shout threats before a fight? Why does this leader look so fierce, as if he has a deep-seated grudge against the Hanchuan family?
Isn’t it just that they came to Osaka and took down a few small gangs? We haven’t even made a move against your Black Kill Group?!
Moreover… where did the Black Kill Group get so many guns?!
Not only do they outnumber us by double, but they also have so many weapons. If a real fight breaks out, our side would suffer heavy casualties!
“Leader, we may indeed have made a mistake by coming to your territory without notice, but we have never intended to provoke your Black Kill Group. If there’s anything to discuss, we can take our time. I believe there must be some misunderstanding between us…” The cadre swallowed hard, cold sweat beginning to bead on his back.
Shen Qingzhu pinched the cigarette between his fingers, glanced at him indifferently, and casually tossed the cigarette butt to the ground, stepping on it forcefully.
What nonsense is this kid talking?
“Kurusu!” (Kill!)
As Shen Qingzhu’s voice fell, the members of the Black Kill Group erupted into action. Those with guns raised them, while those without brandished knives and clubs, charging directly at the Hanchuan family members!
Gunfire, shouts, and cries of anguish echoed in the dead street as the two groups clashed, instantly turning the scene into chaos!
…
Above the Ghost Fire Nightclub.
Hanchuan Shi looked down at the melee below, his brow tightly furrowed.
“The Black Kill Group… why did they come over at this time?” he muttered to himself.
“Young master, our numbers and equipment are far inferior to the Black Kill Group. If this continues, we will definitely suffer heavy losses,” another cadre from the Hanchuan family spoke anxiously beside him. “What should we do?”
Hanchuan Shi pondered.
The people he brought from Tokyo were already few, and the members he recruited from the small gangs after arriving in Osaka were even weaker. Coupled with the disadvantage in weaponry, this group of people could not possibly be a match for the Black Kill Group.
However, he actually didn’t care.
He didn’t come all the way from Tokyo to Osaka to fight for territory against the Black Kill Group; his only goal was Yuzuriha Kurotetsu’s royal blood and those two cursed blades, the Hachitsukido. The death of these fools below wouldn’t matter much…
It’s just that with fewer people, some things would become more troublesome.
“Is Mr. Inamori capturing Yuzuriha Kurotetsu’s daughter? Did he succeed?” Hanchuan Shi turned to ask.
The cadre shook his head. “I don’t know… A few minutes ago, the subordinates Mr. Inamori took to capture her lost contact with us, and we have no news of their progress…”
“These useless fools.” Hanchuan Shi spoke coldly.
Watching the Hanchuan family’s personnel rapidly dwindle, completely suppressed by the Black Kill Group, showing an absolute decline, a chilling murderous intent flickered in Hanchuan Shi’s eyes.
He placed his hand on the “Black Rope” at his waist.
If it weren’t for a necessary moment, he actually didn’t want to use the cursed blade. He himself was a “Fierce Ghost” level prisoner in the eyes of the Oracle. If the power of the cursed blade were to be fully unleashed, it would easily attract the attention of the “Pure Land.” If they sent an Oracle to check the situation, his position would become passive…
However, clearing out these ordinary people below should only take one strike, and it was highly unlikely to be detected by the “Pure Land.”
Just as he was about to draw his blade, a window on one side of the room suddenly exploded. Hanchuan Shi turned sharply, catching a glimpse of a missile with a long flame tail swiftly cutting through the air, heading straight for his face.
Hanchuan Shi’s pupils suddenly contracted!
Boom——!!!
A deafening explosion erupted from the nightclub, engulfing the surrounding buildings within a radius of nearly three hundred meters in flames. Fortunately, the surrounding structures were also under the Hanchuan family’s control, sparing innocent residents from harm.
The sound of the explosion swept across half of Osaka, leaving all the Hanchuan family and Black Kill Group members fighting on the front lines stunned. The Hanchuan family members turned to look at their stronghold, now reduced to rubble, all frozen in place.
What kind of thing exploded with such power?
Did a fighter jet fly by?!
Someone looked up at the sky, but the night sky was eerily silent, with no traces of any aircraft.
“Kill them!” Asakura Ken shouted as he saw the Hanchuan family members in a daze!
All the Black Kill Group members roared, their morale soaring. The already advantageous situation instantly turned into a one-sided massacre, as the Hanchuan family’s minions completely lost their composure and began to flee in all directions.
Flames blazed fiercely, and thick smoke billowed into the sky.
On a high-rise building hundreds of meters away from the explosion site, two figures dressed in floral kimonos, holding red umbrellas, quietly observed the scene.
Amiya Haruhiko couldn’t help but turn to look at Lin Qiye beside him and the girl, Mumu, who was lying on his back, wearing a ghostly expression.
“What was that thing?”
“Oh, that’s a heavy missile mounted on a fighter jet stored at the military base,” Lin Qiye replied casually. “Its power is a bit greater than I expected…”
