Chapter 1337 Venomous Tongue

Those looks of astonishment and surprise could not move Beatrice in any way.

Her eyes were firm, staring at the second floor.

Ethan, who was sitting on the chair with a smile on his face, took out the leather gloves from his arms and put them on slowly, preparing for the final battle.

upstairs.

The sound of messy footsteps sounded.

"Oh!"

The sliding door was violently opened, and seven or eight black suits rushed out with a roar. They stood in a row on the corridor and searched angrily below to see who dared to challenge Mr. Ishii in the Aoba House.

The katana in his hand was raised forward.

Take an attacking stance.

When he saw the robed mature woman being controlled in the most conspicuous position, a grumpy man had already put his hand on the handle of the knife.

"bump!"

There was another muffled sound, and the two Yakuza opened the middle position of the sliding door.

The white clothes shook.

Accompanied by Guoguo and several other people, Ishii Yuren walked out slowly with a samurai sword in hand and stood directly in the middle of the group.

Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

She raised her chin and met the eyes of the person below her expressionlessly.

There are surprises, but also calmness.

"black Mamba!"

Ishii Yuren looked at the woman in yellow clothing, murmured her name, and clenched the katana tightly, making a crunching sound.

"Hey~"

A black shadow pierced out from the side.

It flew towards Beatrice's position like an arrow, landed on her hand without any hesitation.

That dark shadow.

It's a katana.

"Zheng~"

The sound of unsheathing sounded.

Beatrice held her Hanzo sword, took a step back with hatred, and the cold light struck down like a clear spring.

A swish sound.

Most of the arms of the mature woman in robe fell down, and blood mist spurted out.

The latter first felt a lightness on his body, and when he saw the severed arm that fell to the ground, the pain hit him like a tide.

"what!!!"

A shrill scream sounded.

She staggered two steps, lost her balance and fell over.

Under the influence of pressure, the water mist sprayed everywhere like a fountain, and the steam sprayed onto Beatrice, who continued to stare at Ishii Goren upstairs without blinking.

This knife is to vent hatred.

It’s also a letter of challenge.

The blood feud between the two people can only be completely resolved in this way.

After a roar, he slashed his hands with a knife.

This operation scared many people on the dance floor to the point of peeing, and the spray of blood mist made people's legs tremble and their bodies weaken.

"Shua~~~"

The samurai swords on the second floor were drawn out one after another, pointing at Beatrice angrily.

The members of Crazy 88, a violent society, just like its name, started out with bloody violence and crazy behavior. The opponent's slashing with a knife not only did not make this gang of Yakuza feel timid.

On the contrary, the blood in the body also boiled.

"Someone who has nothing to do with this place."

Beatrice swung the knife, swiped the blood on the ground, and shouted loudly:

"Leave now!"

These two roars and the continuous screams shocked the ordinary drinkers in Aoye Izakaya as if they were waking up from a dream, and they immediately fled towards the exit crying for their fathers and mothers.

Some people cannot lift their legs.

He was rolling and crawling in an attempt to escape from this place. Judging from his posture, he was going to have to kill some people here.

Drinkers on the first and second floors kept running outside. But Beatrice, who was standing in the middle of the lobby, was as motionless as a rock in the sea. The crowd kept away from her, for fear that the sharp samurai sword in the opponent's hand would hit her.

The extremely chaotic footsteps gradually disappeared.

Dozens of people were crowded in the elevator, not even daring to breathe.

at this time.

Ishii Yuren's attention was put in another direction. She squinted her eyes and looked at the position where the katana flew out.

I saw a tall black-haired man walking out slowly. He was wearing a high-end custom-made suit that fit well. It was comfortable and did not affect his ability to perform some big moves. His face was extremely handsome.

They look like a handsome nobleman by contrasting each other.

Although his subordinates were also wearing black suits, they looked like local dogs in front of this man, without any temperament at all.

This guy's chest.

Also holding a katana, the blood-red handle is quite eye-catching.

"Hi~"

Ethan smiled and waved hello to the innocent female high school student who was standing behind Ishii Yuren with a face that was almost deformed: "Miss Guoguo, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Isn't this an honor?"

The originally innocent face was so red that it was almost bleeding.

Guoguo subconsciously covered her chest.

Although the pain had disappeared, the extreme humiliation seemed to make her so angry that she vomited blood.

After waking up from a coma last night, she led a group of men through the Kabukicho area, but could not find any trace. In the end, she could only find a few enemies to kill to vent her anger.

did not expect.

This hateful, damn guy suddenly appeared in front of him.

It seems that he is still the enemy of the eldest sister!

Her two rows of silver teeth crunched loudly, and her breath was as hot as fire.

"Feel sorry."

Noticing her action of covering her breasts, Ethan quickly bowed slightly and said apologetically: "I shouldn't have used so much force last night. Did I step on it to make it smaller?"

"But it doesn't matter. You're still young, so you shouldn't be able to tell."

There is no doubt that this is the enemy.

If a few words could break someone's guard, Ethan would really be willing to do such a thing, since saliva doesn't cost money anyway.

It turns out.

These words are very damaging.

Guoguo was swaying, almost unable to believe the words she heard. Her eyes were about to burst, and she screamed and ran back to the big box.

His steps were staggering, and his whole body looked quite broken.

"Jesus."

Beatrice glanced at Ethan and said calmly: "I didn't expect your mouth to be so vicious!"

"Is this the trouble you caused last night?"

This question no longer needs any answer, the answer is already obvious.

Upstairs, Ishii Yuren also figured out through the conversation between the two that this man was the one who attacked Guoguo last night. It was just right to deal with him here.

She smiled coldly, and two names popped out of her mouth:

"Miki, Yinxiu!"

"Hey!"

The two people on the left and right leaned forward and looked at each other.

The two sturdy guys stepped forward, stepped on the short guardrail, flipped nimbly, and landed steadily on the floor of the first floor with a bang, raising the samurai swords in their hands.

The drop of more than three meters was ignored as if it was nothing.

Extraordinarily strong body shape.

It's a bit like a ninja.

"I'll go first!"

Ethan grabbed the bright red handle and slowly pulled out the Hanzo sword with ice crystal ripples: "Let me try and see if the power of a million dollars is really as good as you say."

Putting the scabbard on the table, he held the katana at an angle and strode forward.

(End of this chapter)

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