Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 2

The rainstorm rumbled against the roof.

In the dim yellow light, many bodies without arms and legs can be seen hanging from the ceiling.

As the night wind blew, these mutilated naked bodies swayed from side to side, like white banners evoking souls, and the whiteness was extremely frightening.

This is a long-abandoned bionic man assembly factory, located in the corner of the chicken and goose area.

Usually, there are few people here, and even beggars who pick up waste will not patronize, but at this moment, there are continuous dull beating sounds.

Rukawa Tan, one of the "Ten Nobles" in the Japanese Gang Sword Festival, was shirtless at this time, and two mottled and rusty iron hooks passed through his lute bones, hanging him in mid-air.

The two military prosthetic limbs of Bailubing III produced by Tianfu Heavy Industry Group were firmly locked by iron chains as thick as the wrists, and they could not move.

There were burly men in black clothes standing on the left and right holding iron rods, and they were beating his body in turn.

Hitting is more exhausting than being beaten.

Only a few minutes later, the two Muddy Pao brothers who were in charge of the attack were already sweating profusely, and they seemed a little weak even when the iron bars in their hands fell.

"The fucking Japanese pirates are really able to resist. They didn't even hum after fighting for so long."

"Couldn't have fainted a long time ago? Master Ding's order is just for us to teach him a lesson, so he won't be beaten to death by us in a while."

Just when several muddy water robe brothers were in doubt, a weak but arrogant voice sounded.

"Oh hello, oh hello! Are you giving me a massage with this little strength?"

Everyone looked at the source of the sound in horror, only to see a drooping head suddenly lifted up, throwing off the loose hair, revealing a domineering face.

A slender titanium wire crosses the high bridge of the nose, dividing the whole face into upper and lower parts, adding a bit of evil charm to the handsomeness.

This face is placed in the Cowherd's shop in the Ji'e District, and it is at the same level as an oiran.

"You bastards, come on, come on!" Ruchuantan spat bloody spittle disdainfully, with a contemptuous look on his face.

"My god, you are a fairy, and the little pirate dares to play tricks!"

A muddy water robed brother was furious instantly, raised his iron bar and prepared to beat his handsome face into a pulp.

At this moment, there was a loud bang of "Peng" from the direction of the warehouse door.

Everyone turned their heads suddenly, only to see that the warehouse door was kicked open, and Li Jun, covered in rain, strode in.

A long straight-edged knife was dragged in his hand, and the tip of the knife touched the ground, making an unpleasant hissing sound.

"Brother Jun."

"Brother Jun."

Li Jun ignored the elder brother Pao and his younger brother who were bowing around him, and walked up to Rukawa Tan silently, with a hostile look like a tiger out of a guard.

Liu Chuantan looked at Li Jun who was standing in front of him, and said with a sneer, "Finally you are willing to show your face? Lead someone to attack my site of the Sword Festival, Li Jun!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a cold light fall.

Pfft!

Li Jun swung the saber like a guillotine, and even cut off Ruchuantan's left arm at the root.

Then the straight knife turned in the palm of his hand, changed from a positive grip to a reverse grip, and with a quick flick, another broken arm was thrown into the air.

In an instant, all of Rukawa Tan's proud arms were cut off, leaving only a bare torso shaking back and forth.

Milky white bionic blood and black hydraulic oil sprayed out from the mirror-smooth gap, and the short-circuited metal wire harness caused by the liquid soaked exploded blue arcs one after another.

The iron chain shook and made a rattling sound.

Ruchuan Tan's body couldn't help twitching violently from the severe bone erosion pain, and let out a beast-like growl from his clenched teeth.

Li Jun lifted Ruchuantan's chin with the tip of the knife, and said coldly: "If Master Ding hadn't ordered you to be killed, I would have killed you in Kabukicho! Is there still a chance for you to be mad?"

The corners of Liu Chuantan's eyes were cracked, his face was distorted and ferocious, and he roared angrily: "Li Jun, the sacrificial knife society will never let you go!"

Li Jun sneered, "Okay, if Hu Zhong wants to avenge you, let him come to Kowloon Street, and I will welcome him with three thousand muddy water robes! I'm afraid he won't have the guts!"

"This time you are the ones who started the war, and you will definitely pay the price in blood!"

Snapped!
A clear and loud slap hit Rukawa Tan's face, with such force that even the titanium wire embedded in his face was abruptly severed.

Li Jun pointed to the jungle of flesh and blood above his head, and said sharply: "Tell me such nonsense again, believe it or not, I will replace your lower body with a woman's?"

Rukawa frankly heard that he couldn't help looking up at the ceiling, the densely packed bionic remains swayed in the cold wind, colliding with each other and making a crackling sound.

A chill rushed from the tailbone to the top of the head, Rukawa Tan finally showed fear, and murmured: "No, absolutely not."

Seeing this, the muddy water robed brothers all laughed and mocked:
"I thought the 'Ten Gui' of the Knife Festival were some powerful characters, but they turned out to be a bunch of pussy bastards."

"Of course, you don't want to see who made the shot this time. Brother Jun is the fifth brother of Hongqi who can fight the most in Pao Brothers Club. It's easy to take care of a little Ruchuantan."

Li Jun patted the side face of the Japanese pirate in front of him with the blade of the knife, and said coldly:
"Master Ding asked me to give it to you, and the sacrificial knife on your back will carry a sentence. Although Zhao Dou is not a weapon, his identity is not something everyone can use as a stepping stone."

"Keep your eyes bright from now on, otherwise the next time I enter Sinmin Street, it won't be as simple as chopping off your hands, understand?"

The humiliated Ruchuantan hung his head, lowered his head to hide the hatred in his eyes, and squeezed out a word between his teeth: "Understood."

"Just understand, let him sign."

Brother Pao at the side immediately handed a tablet computer to Liuchuantan, pinched his mouth and signed the transfer contract with his tongue.

With a light beep from the tablet, the three venues that Ruchuantan had robbed were all transferred back to Zhao Dou's name.

The place has been snatched back, but Li Jun is not concerned about whether the prince who can't get up can be held securely.

Li Jun shook the rain off his body, and was about to tell his men to retreat, when he saw his younger brother, who was placed on guard outside, rush in in a panic.

"Brother Jun, someone from the Knife Society is here!"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of the muddy water robed brothers around them changed drastically, and they couldn't help but exclaimed: "How did these dwarves come so fast?!"

"Damn it, there's no need to ask, our position must be missing!"

Hearing the people from the Knife Sacrifice Society chase after him, Rukawa Tan, who was already half-dead, had light in his eyes again, and he roared ferociously:
"Hahahahaha, you idiots, you want to leave alive after messing with the Knife Society? Let me go, or else"

boom!
A burst of gunshots echoed in the warehouse, Rukawatan's neck was empty, and his entire head was blasted into pieces.

Li Jun's expression was indifferent, and the Wei Wuzu Si pistol held in his left hand was still emitting a pungent smell of gunpowder.

A pao brother standing close touched the blood on his face dully, his pupils trembling constantly.

This is a hostage, brother, what do you say, just kill him?
"If those lunatics are going to throw a mouse just because of a hostage, they are not the Knife Sacrifice Society! Open the insurance for me, and prepare to attack!"

Li Jun seemed to have guessed what they were thinking, and shouted sharply.

At the same time, his mind was also focused on a line of small characters that slowly appeared on the retina.

[Get 20 mastery points]

This is not some built-in visual device, but the martial arts mastery panel that came to this world with him.

[Sequence]: None

[Martial arts]: Single sword method selection (ninth grade middle stage 33/100)

[Shenfa]: Eight Diagrams Swimming Steps (12/100 at the beginning of the Ninth Grade)

[Physical training]: Iron cloth shirt (85/100 at the beginning of the ninth rank)

[Inner Strength]: Martial Arts (Ninth Grade Mid Stage 20/100)

As the "ten nobles" of the Knife Festival, Liu Chuantan provided Li Jun with a full 20 mastery points.

After adding all these proficiency points to [Iron Cloth Shirt], Li Jun's complexion suddenly became a little paler, and the strengthened skin looked smooth and resilient.

After finishing the preparations, Li Jun stared at the faces of the people around him one by one with his cold eyes.

After he succeeded in Kabukicho, he immediately removed all the positioning equipment on Rukawa Tan, and even the brain-computer interface on the back of his neck was pulled out.

Logically speaking, in this situation, no one could pinpoint Ruchuantan's position precisely.

Moreover, the location of the warehouse he chose was extremely remote, and it was difficult to find even during the day, let alone it was a rainy night.

In this case, the Sacrificial Knife Society can find it so quickly and accurately, there is only one possibility:
They were betrayed!

With a loud bang, the warehouse door and the surrounding walls were smashed to pieces.

Amidst the billowing dust, a wooden bull heavy truck produced by Tianfu Heavy Industry crashed into it with an incomparably brutal attitude.

"Rukawa-kun, I'm here to save you!"

A head of fireworks-like red hair protruded from the driver's window, with a domineering expression, and he was obviously a flame ghost who was also one of the "ten nobles" of the Knife Sacrifice Society!
"Xiduoyi (bad), Rukawa-kun, why did you die?"

When Flame Ghost saw the headless corpse hanging up, there was no sadness on his face, but a brighter smile, and he raised his arms and shouted:

"Little ones, kill these wise people and avenge Rukawa-kun!"

At the same time, Li Jun, who had a long knife with a straight blade in his right hand and a four-shaped pistol in his left hand, said angrily to Brother Muddy Water Pao around him:
"Split to break through!"

(End of this chapter)