Weird Tokyo, I am the master of strange stories

Chapter 19 Life is a runaway train
An Yuan did not remember when he was hooded or when he was taken into the car.

To him, the whole world was cold, hopeless, and void, as if separated by a layer of mist.

As if everything had lost its meaning.

th.

An Yuan could endure violence and insults, and did not mind having his money taken away. However, he never thought that his father would sell him to the Yakuza.

The person he trusted and admired the most, now stabs a knife into his heart.

The heart seemed to be missing a corner, with an invisible black hole.

In a white van.

A Ji Dao dug out the money An Yuandu had prepared and said with some surprise: "Brother, this guy is quite rich."

"More than that."

The man in a white suit sat in the passenger seat, looked at the strange hood, and said with a smile: "He is actually a video blogger with a lot of fans."

This kind of information can be easily found by searching online.

"Vlogger, that's quite profitable, isn't it? Isn't it a cash cow?"

"I guess the income is not bad."

"Then the old guy just sold him so cheaply?"

"People are stupid, most of them are drunk and their brains are broken."

Hearing these words, An Yuan Du's dying heart felt a little stirred, and he spoke hoarsely.

"I can give you money, but can you let me go?"

The white suit said: "It was possible, but now it's not possible."

"People like you who are somewhat famous can never be put back once they see our true colors."

"Furthermore, those in our line of work should also practice some 'professional ethics'. Once you buy something, you can't help but accept it, right?"

Hearing the word "professional ethics" from his mouth, An Yuan felt extremely ironic.

"So, where are you taking me?"

"A place where you have no chance of making it out alive."

In fact, Bai Sui didn't know where An Yuan Du was being sent. He only knew that the person who was sent to "that place" never appeared again.

An Yuan remained silent.

At this moment, he actually wanted to laugh.

Laugh at your absurd life.

His life was like a train that ran off the tracks, roaring all the way into the darkness full of thorns. After finally seeing a ray of light, he suddenly fell into the cliff.

And this is also the end of the journey.

"Brother, don't say it. The video this guy made is quite interesting."

Another Yakuza had nothing to do and started watching videos.

They had done this kind of thing of kidnapping people more than once. They were very familiar with it and there was no psychological pressure.

"Huh? Urban ghost stories?"

The man in the white suit glanced twice, but couldn't help laughing: "Repay the swordsman in blood, the executioner of evildoers?"

"It sounds nice, but it's just a made-up story. Only idiots will believe it."

"If there really was an executioner of evil people, would this kid be sold to us by his father? When I killed a family of five, why didn't I see this bloody swordsman named Lao Shizi?"

A person like him who doesn't know how many lives he has under his command has long since disbelieved in these ghostly things.

The Jidao next to him hesitated and said: "Brother, what if it really happens?"

The man in the white suit mocked: "Look at your courage!"

"I'm right here, let him execute him and see!"

laugh!
The long bloody knife cut through the iron sheet on the roof of the van.

Passed in front of the white suit's face.

"What the hell?!"

From the gap in the roof of the car, several people saw...

Under the dim night, a figure covered in blood stood on the speeding van. In the dark eyes, there was an abyss that could not be seen.

creak-

The sound of sudden braking sounded.

The car body shook violently, but the man in blood in the car seemed to have roots under his feet. Not only did he not fall, but he drew his knife again.

Swish!
The driver's head and neck were divided into two under the extremely sharp knife light. Even the hardest skull was easily severed like butter cut by a hot knife.

In the smooth, mirror-like section, one can even see the internal structure of the brain clearly, giving it an indescribable sense of beauty.

Then, brains and blood spewed out.

The white suit growled: "Damn it!"

"who are you?"

He slammed the car door, rolled twice on the ground, and then looked at the people in the car.

Bloody clothes, bloody knives.

All exuded pungent blood.

His face was covered by a hood, and his whole body exuded an inhuman and strange aura.

"The bloody swordsman!?"

The expression on the white suit's face changed slightly, but he sneered: "Do you think you can scare me by dressing up like this?"

"Don't look down on me!"

As he spoke, he pulled out the gun from his waist.

In a country like Japan, which has strong gun control, Yakuza with firearms are actually very rare. This also proves that Bai Sui and others are not ordinary Yakuza without backgrounds.

The black muzzle of the gun was aimed at Yu Gonglang mercilessly.

boom! boom! boom!
The gunshot rang out and the bullet was fired.

In less than a second, many dots and lines appeared in Yu Gonglang's right eye.

That's the bullet's impact point and trajectory.

To avoid them, for Yu Gonglang, it was as simple as swallowing the chewed jelly.

But that's not enough.

Now he is the [Blood-clothed Swordsman].

He is the executioner of the wicked.

It is a strange story that brings fear.

As a result, the bloody sword light cut through the night air.

The cut bullets fell to the ground like raindrops, making a crisp sound.

"what have you done……"

The man in the white suit looked at this scene blankly: "How is it possible? Just use a knife..."

This ridiculous scene should not exist in reality.

This is not a stunt movie!

Yu Gonglang said nothing, jumped off the roof of the car, and walked towards the white suit without saying a word.

The man subconsciously pulled the trigger, only to find that the bullet in the magazine had been empty.

His body trembled with fear, his facial features twisted, and he muttered.

"You...what the hell are you?"

"Stop joking! How can the bloody swordsman...really exist?"

Once people encounter something beyond their common sense, they will panic. And when such an unreasonable thing wants to take away their lives, the fear in their hearts will be magnified to the extreme.

【Swordsman in Blood (80% → 85%)! 】

Yu Gonglang walked up to Bai Sui.

The demon sword cuts down!

The head fell to the ground.

After killing this person, Yu Gonglang turned to look at the van, and the remaining two Ji Dao climbed out with difficulty.

When one of them saw Yu Gonglang, he screamed in horror and ran away.

Yu Gonglang chased after him and soon came back with his head.

【Swordsman in Blood (85% → 88%)! 】

The last Ji Dao didn't want to escape, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't run. In his eyes, this guy in blood-clothed clothes who never spoke a word has become synonymous with terror and the cruel god of death. Underneath, maybe they are not human at all!
He tried his best to turn his head away, not to look at the dead head, and repeated in horror.

"Monster...you are a monster..."

Soon, he fell to his knees again and begged: "Please, please let me go. I have only joined the organization for a month and have not done many evil things."

"My mother is almost [-] years old and is seriously ill. She is still lying in the hospital bed. My wife just gave birth to a child who is only two months old."

"They can't survive without me..."

laugh!
【Swordsman in Blood (88% → 92%)! 】

The words stopped suddenly, and warm blood splashed on An Yuan's face, touching his skin through the black cloth.

He suddenly remembered the conversation that day.

"That kind of messenger of justice simply cannot exist in reality."

"Messenger of justice? From my point of view, this is clearly the nemesis of evil, right?"

"Does that make any difference?"

"It's not far off."

Yes, the Justice Messenger is a partner of justice, bound by morals and rules, and will even sympathize with and be shaken by the villain's encounters.

But the evil nemesis is different. He may not be just, but he is firm enough and cruel enough to do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

But isn't this better?

Gradually, the dark hole in An Yuan Du's heart seemed to be filled by another indescribable emotion.

【Swordsman in Blood (92% → 100%)! 】

[Unlock trait: Evil nemesis! 】

(End of this chapter)