Dragon Nation: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 68
The heavy rain hit the car windows, and the Hummer's wide and heavy tires made a violent friction sound on the asphalt road. A man in a dark executive coat jumped out of the car without even a single pause.

Ahead, the members of the executive bureau surrounding the Tokyo Tower were waiting in formation, not to welcome him, but to prevent the monsters in the tower from escaping from here and flying towards Tokyo.

Some of them also showed worry, and they looked at the middle level of the tower, the direction of the big observation deck with unbearable expressions, and there were countless emotions in their eyes.

"Report the situation."

Yuan Zhisheng strode past, and he dragged one of them towards him with a domineering gesture, not rude like the calm and steady director of the executive bureau.

"Director?!. Right now, except for Ren-kun Sakurai, who is a traitor, the other members of the first team have three serious injuries, and the others are all lightly injured and incapacitated. Only two of the second team have the ability to move, and all other members have Their lives are in danger, and those in need of immediate assistance have been sent to the hospital."

"Neither Yabuki Sakura nor Tachika-san communicated any information to us. We judge that Tokyo Tower has set up a signal shield, and the sound of fighting is heard from above from time to time. Judging from the situation, at least Tachika-san is still safe. "

"The situation of the Deadpool group is a bit strange. They rarely rush out of the tower. Even if their bloodthirsty instincts make them, only two or three rushed out of Tokyo Tower and were suppressed by hot weapons."

"Most of the dead waiters are heading towards the direction of the big observation deck, it won't take too long!"

The commissioner of the executive bureau reported without panting, this is the basic quality of being an elite of the executive bureau, and Yuan Zhisheng also quickly digested the information, thinking about it.There is a little golden fire in the eyes of a falcon, reflecting each other with the prosperous and noble road to the gods of Tokyo Tower.

It didn't take long for him to make a judgment.

"Leave most of the people here, and after distributing the thermal weapons I have, I will enter Tokyo Tower alone to carry out the assault."

"Director!!"

Yuan Zhisheng's words were met with opposition, which was completely contrary to the order that most people in the executive board expected.

The Saki Hachi Family is the largest underworld family in Japan, and the Executive Bureau is the most cold-blooded and cruel executive department in this family.

They began to develop from Yuan Zhisheng to the top, and finally formed the current behemoths, fighting with Deadpool, dealing with dangerous ghosts and hybrids, and the days of licking blood on the knife's edge are gradually passing.

They are not afraid of death, and even yearn for a glorious death in battle, just like the warriors in the Hall of Valor in Norse mythology!

They want to dedicate themselves before the end, tearing and biting the enemy, fighting ugly and bloody, regardless of face, regardless of life or death!

But at this moment, Yuan Zhisheng's words hurt them.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't think you are useless, or for your safety, I am not that gentle." Yuan Zhisheng said coldly, regardless of the glare of others.

"I just don't trust you guys."

".Varied?!"

Yuan Zhisheng took out the two black wraps on his back, long and thin, as if hiding an unborn magic weapon inside.

"There are traitors in the first team that we thought would never appear, so how can I guarantee that there are no traitors in the second team?"

"The advance troops we sent out are like a joke. The Eight Snake Qi Clans have been thoroughly infiltrated by the enemy, even toyed with. The identity of the enemy will only be the highest level of this family—such as me, or the other Eight Clans. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to see the whole picture of the incident.”

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes suddenly dimmed.

He remembered that the girl named Fujimaru Tachika had known about this for a long time, but she didn't tell him.

Do you not trust yourself?
Or.
Yuan Zhisheng walked forward quickly, he didn't deliberately use force but he squeezed the extremely elite mixed race in front of him to the ground, no one behind him dared to follow his back, it was because of pure fear.

At this time, Yuan Zhisheng was like a wild beast that was so hungry that he couldn't wait to drink his blood with a long knife. Who would bet that standing next to him, the one whose head was cut off was Deadpool, or himself.

Except for two people.

"Hey, boss!"

A gentle scum with eyes quickly followed up, he was carrying piles of firearms, panting.

"You can distrust others, but you can't abandon me, right? I still expect to enjoy the envious eyes of the executive bureau in my old age by relying on your status as a retainer! I can't handle you like this. !"

"Wait, it's me, let me enjoy it first!" Another rough guy raised his hand and said.

The two rough men followed Yuan Zhisheng's back, and they were holding thermal weapons equipped with blunt gold armor-piercing bullets with mercury cores, such as the Chicago Typewriter, also known as the Thompson submachine gun.

The young master once gave an example when interviewing a fierce girl. If he was a fierce person who dared to rush into the Empire State Building, he should use a Thompson submachine gun. The current situation is much more dangerous than going to the Empire State Building.

Over there, most of them compete with weak humans for firepower, but here they have to fight against an army of monsters in a cage called Tokyo Tower, like a battle between trapped beasts.

But the poisonous tribute is already the best way to fight monsters like the snake-shaped deadpool. Crow and Yasha both have several submachine guns and carry heavy weapons on their backs. Touch the shoulder.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't look back, he neither affirmed nor denied the two, he just spoke lightly.

"Hurry up, don't make me rush."

At this time, there are not many people he can trust.
But at least he's not alone.

Yuan Zhisheng and others rushed into Tokyo Tower under the watchful eye of the executive bureau. They first confirmed that the communication equipment was completely inoperable, and then simply threw away those trivial things and rushed towards the inside.

The lobby, which was luxurious and clean about half an hour ago, is now filled with some kind of weird creature.

Their faces are so pale, like floating corpses that have been floating in the sea for dozens of days.

A group of fish with human faces, peeping at the human world through the glass, some are expressionless, and some seem to be smiling with their mouths twitched.

They are all different, most of them have long tails and scales, and some mermaids have incredible organs, huge sharp claws, knife-like bony fins, and when they breathe, the crack at the base of their necks opens, revealing the deep Red, gill-like structures.

The mermaid deformed from the neck down, and the lower body merged into a python-like tail, and the remnants of the feet could be vaguely seen.

Snake-shaped Deadpool, what a cruel but beautiful creature, as if all those who have anything to do with the Dragon Clan would be like this.

They are the ultimate in this world since they were born, so perfect, magnificent, yet bloodthirsty and cruel.

The moment Yuan Zhisheng and the others rushed into the lobby, those monsters who stayed here turned their heads.

They roared, their huge mouths opened, and their sharp tusks were dense like thorns.Only at this time can we see its terrifying mouth structure, delicate cherry lips, and an invisible crack extending to the ear on each side, as if the entire skull is opened!
It was an incomparably horrifying face, but the three of Yuanzhisheng didn't pay attention to it at all.

Their eyes were on the center of the group of dead servants, and there was a person standing there.

Ren Sakurai, the betrayer of this operation.

He also looked at them at this moment, but he neither greeted nor turned his head and ran away. Instead, he took out a mask from behind. It was a strange white face with the face of an ancient minister on it.

It was the first time for Yuan Zhisheng to see that mask, but he had chopped the mask's owner hundreds of times in his heart.

And the man puts on the mask, takes off the mask, puts on the mask again, and takes off the mask again. At one moment he is a white-faced evil spirit, and at the next moment he can become the loyal, family-friendly and honest elite of the executive bureau. Two completely different pictures There are smiles on their faces, the prince on the mask smiles subtly, while the betrayer smiles complacently.

At this moment, Yuan Zhisheng was not even interested in whether the betrayer was the real Ren Sakurai or a counterfeit who replaced him, because he found that the scene in front of him was simply weird and bizarre.

A large number of dead waiters surged, and the sharp scales on their bodies rubbed against each other to make a metallic noise, like a wave made of steel forming a vortex, wriggling and circling continuously, trying to devour any creature that stepped into it.

But there is only one exception, and that is the betrayer standing in the center with a mask on his face.

He stood motionless in the whirlpool of monsters, but none of the monsters stepped forward to tear it apart.This is impossible, because Deadpool's nature is bloodthirsty, and they will not give up any living flesh that appears in front of them.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly remembered that he had learned such a passage when he was studying at Kassel College, the cradle of mixed races on the other side of the ocean. It is said that the ancient Persian royal family raised dead servants, and they made groups of dead servants into immortals Legion, they come from the underworld, they are only interested in hunting, and they can recover by themselves no matter how seriously injured they are.

He thought it was just a legend, because from an orthodox historical point of view, it was because they were extremely well-trained fighters, and they would surely win when they entered the battlefield. A small number of casualties were immediately made up by the reserve team. The completion report was handed in, and it was evaluated by the professor as an A-level homework, ranking first in the class.

But now, Yuan Zhisheng felt that he had to apologize to the professor.

"Ghosts"

Yuan Zhisheng had never experienced such deep anger in his life. Outside the window, thunder was billowing, ferocious and crazily crashing down. The scorching heat ignited a prairie fire, and Yuan Zhisheng could clearly feel the crackling of bones in his body. The sound, seamlessly, pauses, grinds, and forms a harder and tighter whole.

"Leave those dead waiters to you. You just need to gradually push up on the first floor while ensuring your safety. The space outside the stairs is small, and those dead waiters can't let go."

These were the last words of the man, and then he disappeared in place.

The heavy hammer slammed into the ground, and the crimson carpet was supposed to serve as a buffer, but it flew towards the surroundings like several pieces of thin cloth. The earth was shaking and blood was surging, and the war drum was playing dully in Yuan Zhisheng's chest , That was the emperor's mountain-like anger.

He ran wildly and quickly, easily surpassed the jumping limit of all creatures, jumped into the tide of Deadpool, and separated from the Yaksha and the crow behind him.

The black wrapping cloth was torn apart by the airflow, revealing two long knives glowing with blue light.

Zhizhuqie, formerly known as "Knee Pill", and the sword inscription "Ye Fu in the Spider Mountain", was named "Zhizhiqie" because Yuan Laiguang, the ancestor of the Eight Snake Family, beheaded and killed soil spiders.

Dojikiri, an alchemy weapon made by Yasuna, the swordsmith of the Hoki Kingdom, was named after Minamoto Yorimitsu, the ancestor of the Minamoto family, who beheaded Shuten Doji who had fallen into a dead waiter with this sword.

The two sabers came out at the same time, as if the giant hand of Hades was covering the area with the palm facing the ground.

However, Deadpool is not afraid of death.They only longed for the noble blood of Yuan Zhisheng, so they also twisted their weird lower limbs and jumped up, trying to tear the man into pieces with sharp claws that could tear steel.

The two sides met in the air, but there was no violent roar as imagined.

There is only the stillness of dripping water like a lake, and the slight sound of sharp knives cutting flesh.

Yuan Zhisheng grasped his posture in mid-air. He is a genius of swordsmanship. In the entire Japanese underworld, and even the entire Japanese mixed race, the only person who can equal him in terms of swordsmanship is the dragon king of the fierce ghosts.

Even if you look at the world, Yuan Zhisheng's kendo is enough to rank in the first hand!
Huang's unparalleled insight allowed him to easily find the very few weak parts of Deadpool's body. The knife spewed out like blood and drew a crimson crescent moon in mid-air. As soon as he entered the monster's cap, the snake-shaped deadpool with a human face was pierced, and then it was torn in half like a scene in an American b-grade bloody movie.

Yuan Zhisheng twisted his body and exerted strength, the arc light in his hand jumped upwards like a whale breaking through the sea, the soles of his feet stepped on the ground to create a huge gap, the two knives danced like swimming snakes, and the dense light of the knives began to turn into a meat grinder to grind the meat in front of him. Deadpool slashed and tore apart.

"Borrow."

The man spat out cold words, the black blood stuck to his body was wiped away by the high-speed hurricane, and the cold light also fell from the sky. It was a sword technique called Beichen Yidao Style.

There are a lot of ancient Japanese martial arts swordsmanship in the Yuanzhi Shenghui, so it is always overwhelming to fight. No, not only humans, but also Deadpool does not know how to deal with this ever-changing swordsmanship.

The black shadow landed along Deadpool's back, with azure blade light.The boy Qie Angang cut in from the back of the neck close to the spine, and as the knife hand fell, the spine cracked piece by piece, and the dead waiter collapsed section by section like a snake whose spine had been removed, and bent over like a snake. , the spider with his right hand rotated and swung flatly, cutting off Deadpool's tailbone.

The huge body completely lost its support, tilted and smashed towards Yuan Zhisheng, Yuan Zhisheng dodged sideways, slashed against Deadpool's back with long knives in both hands, the sound of "dangdang" echoed in the air, Deadpool's spine and Pig iron is almost as hard as raw iron!

Whether it is a dragon-shaped deadpool or a snake-shaped deadpool, in front of the emperor, they are just consumables that delay time and wear down physical strength.

Finally, the black wall of flesh began to collapse and fester, revealing the leisurely traitor after the tsunami of Deadpool.

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes were red, his chest was like a thunderous bell, and he wanted to shatter the atmosphere.

Heart-shaped knife flow · all kinds of eight phases!
Exhaling his breath, Yuan Zhisheng slammed on the ground, and his whole body turned into a phantom and leaped high!

The spider is cut in front of the chest, and the four attacks are hidden in this preparatory action!The so-called eight phases are the eight terrifying scenes of red flames, asura, rakshasa, and ghosts. When learning this forbidden hand, students need to imagine these eight most terrifying scenes in turn, and the teacher will also assist them. , when he was fantasizing about Chi Yan, there was really a red-hot iron ruler close to his back, making him feel like a fire burning himself.Students must pass the test of these eight hallucinations before they can control this fierce knife. When this knife is cut out, the murderous aura is concentrated on the blade.

The so-called Guliu killing sword must have the awareness to abandon everything. Yuan Zhisheng is ready to be intercepted and killed by Deadpool, but he is also determined to kill the traitor in front of him on the spot.

But the murder sword is like this, when you hold the sword, you will be in hell!
Deadpool's sharp claws cut open the man's windbreaker, pierced the skin, and the blood fell behind him like red satin fluttering in mid-air, but he still couldn't catch Yuan Zhisheng's figure.

If there is a monster that is about to pounce on the man, there will be a heavy bang behind it, and the Thomson submachine gun will spew out flames, shooting bloody star spots on the dragons. Although the direct lethality of modern weapons is slightly lacking, but Mercury, which is highly poisonous to dragons, also burst out, and the monster roared in pain and fell like black raindrops.

Yuan Zhisheng still has a partner, a retainer who is willing to accompany him into hell!
No one could stop the emperor's anger, blood filled the nasal cavity, and the unique stench of fish filled the hall, as if this was not the bottom floor of the Tokyo Tower, but a mass grave where monsters gathered under the deep sea.

But the man tore it all to shreds with his killing intent and pure aura, his body finally landed, his feet made the sound of bones squeezing, but his body drew his knife and chopped it off without a single pause.

The sword light cut through the air and reached the side of his neck in an instant.

Yuan Zhisheng was about to behead the traitor, but was stopped by countless dead waiters who rushed up and used their shields as shields.

The white light turned into a heavy hammer and smashed down, including the emperor's rage, which easily tore apart the flesh of several snake-shaped dead waiters. With the roar of the man, the spider cut and the boy cut cut the monster's flesh and bones together. break!
The end of the knife is the head of the traitor.

The blood was in full bloom, Yuan Zhisheng killed the traitor with his own hands, but he couldn't let go of his heart.

because he clearly saw
There was a distorted and disgusting smile under the mask of the public minister.

(End of this chapter)