Tokyo: Starting from staying with my mother’s best friend

Chapter 106 Kill with pleasure

At midnight, everything is silent.

Located near the coast of Shinagawa District, there is an old factory building.

Old enterprises were eliminated and merged by new enterprises. Old factories that were not suitable for demolition and reconstruction were temporarily abandoned here, becoming a temporary foothold for many criminals.

Looking inside from the gate, the outer walls of the factory building are damaged and old, and the huge rusty steel frame stands silently in the darkness.

The sound of waves came from far away.

The monotonous and dull atmosphere made this area look extremely dangerous.

In the factory, someone was holding a telescope and hiding in the dark to observe the police cars and armored vehicles at the gate; on the table behind him, light submachine guns, pistols, bullets, grenades, and many thermal weapons were placed there, ready to be taken at any time. Get up and use it.

In another room, a boxer stuck his head out. After carefully making sure that no one was in the corridor, he sneaked out.

Who knew that after taking two steps, the air suddenly became tense.

"boom!"

Gunfire rang out.

The bullet struck exactly at his feet.

The person who shot at him was the leader of this group of mercenaries.

"Did you leak our location to the police?"

"Tank...tank, no, not me..." the boxer replied nervously.

"Then where are you going?"

"I, I'm too nervous to stay here..."

"Nervous? Who makes you so nervous? It's just a few policemen!"

Hearing the voice of the mercenary leader behind him, the boxer almost cried in fear.

After living in Tokyo for so many years, this was the first time he encountered such a big battle... He should not have agreed to lead the way for this group of people just for some favors.

Tank held the gun and his eyes flashed viciously a few times: "Do you know who that boy is?"

"How could I know, but he is really strong... My partner's wrists and knees were broken by him, it was so cruel..."

"Is there extraordinary power..."

"what did you say?"

Tank didn't answer, just frowned in thought.

Recalling the humiliating experience of being surrounded by people after just one night, he felt flustered.

Although we are well-equipped at present, we can still fight a dozen.

But this is Tokyo after all.

I am alone and helpless.

The current situation is really terrible...

"Tank, tank..." The boxer looked back, "I, I can hide..."

"boom!"

Gunfire lit up in the darkness.

After taking out the boxer with one shot, Tank turned to another room with a gloomy face.

In this room, there were two fierce white bodyguards standing behind the sofa guarding a pair of blond women.

The older one is a Japanese woman, but she has blond hair.

She has a very Western-style figure, with coveted curves and plump thighs.

The little one is of mixed Japanese and foreign descent, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Tank's eyes circled around the woman's body and said, "We have to withdraw. This mission is temporarily suspended. If you need us to take you away together, we will pay you an additional US$100 million."

"No, just find a way to escape!" The woman shook her head, then smiled lightly, "I have my own way to escape."

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In front of the gate of the abandoned factory, more and more police cars came from all over Tokyo.

The emergence of this group of Southeast Asian mercenaries has attracted sufficient attention from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

The leading police officer used a loudspeaker to shout into the factory, while the rest of the police slowly surrounded both sides of the factory.

Located at the back of the police team, the girl leaned against the tree trunk on the roadside and looked into the distance of the road.

Her clear and elegant face had no expression, like a suffocatingly perfect doll.

The searchlights on the police car illuminated her even more movingly, like the brightest and most flawless white moonlight in the world; the dark eyes under the long eyelashes seemed to reflect the desolate watery night, and they were extremely noble and elegant.

This is Lord Angel.

Every time he sees her, Iinuma Isao will think that if there is a true perfection in this world, besides Miss Xun, it should be the big-breasted version of Lord Angel.

She looked down the road.

A taxi gradually came into view, and the boy jumped out of the car.

Under the car lights, he waved to her with his backlight, with his trademark refreshing smile on his face.

The smile infected her.

Then, in the darkness, a stunning smile slowly bloomed like an epiphyllum.

However, the next second, another girl also got out of the car, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly.

...The eyes of the two girls seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force. They looked at each other accurately in the air, causing a burst of intertwining sparks invisible to the naked eye.

Women are really unreasonable creatures, no matter how big or small... Iinuma Isao muttered and ran to Huacheng Iori, "How is the situation?"

Huacheng Iori looked at her calmly, his cold face showing no emotion.

Kaguya Hatsugano also walked up, deliberately standing next to Ionuma Iori and looking at Iori Huacheng.

For a moment, the smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger.

"Please, two eldest ladies, if you want to confront each other, can you please find a suitable time and place?" Iinuma Isao did not tolerate them, and glared at each of them fiercely, and said: "I want to sneak in now, you guys Just wait here for me and don’t start fighting. If you want to fight, wait for me to come back and fight in front of me..."

After that, he turned around and left.

"Hey, wait!" Huacheng Iori stopped him. "Those people inside have heavy weapons. If you go in rashly, the risk of injury is very high. Since the police have surrounded this place, it is better to wait for news outside..."

"No, I want to go in!"

He looked back.

The first thing the two girls noticed was his confident and persistent eyes that seemed to glow.

Simple, stubborn, and arrogant with a hint of fanaticism, those eyes clearly conveyed one meaning: I am the strongest!

Huacheng Iori rubbed his sleepy eyes and said helplessly: "You guys will be killed by your own arrogance sooner or later!"

"Ha ha!"

The young man laughed loudly and drew out the knife.

The moonlight falls through the leaves and shines into reality.

As a young man, he is clothed in moonlight, with a long sword in his hand, and his momentum is like a rainbow!

So handsome!

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"I have my own way of getting out."

In the room in the factory, Tank looked at the confident and domineering blond woman in front of him and smiled gloomily: "The stalemate between your big families makes even a rough guy like me want to say it's extremely dirty..."

The blonde woman's face turned cold: "Use money to do things, don't talk nonsense!"

Tank shrugged and turned around.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot at the gate.

The gunshot ignited the tense situation.

Continuous gunshots began to be heard from every corner of the factory.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a huge explosion.

The whole room shook like an earthquake. Tank held on to the wall and picked up the intercom to ask about the situation.

"Report quickly, what happened?"

"Boss, just now, someone fired a rocket launcher. Two of our brothers were killed on the spot."

The voice of the person on the intercom sounded nervous and panicked, and Tank shouted angrily: "Damn it, how could these policemen carry rocket launchers... Never mind, you all go to the back door and rush out with me!"

"Yes, boss!"

The person over there just responded, and then another one shouted: "Boss, it's not the rockets fired by the police! It's a teenager who sneaked into the room where we store ammunition and attacks us with the weapons inside... Ah, Help, he saw me here, he turned the barrel around, boss, help...boom!"

Then, the sound on the intercom stopped.

Tank's eyelids twitched wildly: "Are you just living for a living? You can't even keep the ammunition..."

"Boss, that's the boy tonight..."

It was dark and chaotic outside, and the voice on the intercom was even more noisy.

"The brother guarding the ammunition depot was killed by him..."

"He's playing with us..."

"...He surrounded us all by himself!"

Hearing the fewer and fewer voices on the intercom, Tank was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

In the room, the blond woman glanced at him, frowned and asked, "Don't leave all your people here!"

"Shut up!" Tank yelled at Party A angrily, and then roared into the intercom: "Send a few people and kill him!"

"Yes!"

A neat shout came from the intercom.

But a few seconds later, someone yelled in panic: "No, he is too flexible, he is not like a human being. He is aiming, but the bullet just can't hit him..."

"One of our brothers just showed up and was killed by his lightning..."

"A group of you were suppressed by him alone?" Tank gritted his teeth in anger and cursed: "Stop talking nonsense, I don't believe he is a god and has no weaknesses..."

"Yes, boss, he has a weakness. His shooting skills seem to be inaccurate!"

"Then charge together!" Tank yelled at the intercom. If a few more people charge together, rush to the door and shoot together, I don't believe he can kill you in an instant..."

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In the room on the other side of the factory, Ionuma Isao exclaimed.

After the contact battle between the police and mercenaries began, the entire factory area was in chaos.

Searches, sieges, battles, breakouts, hiding... Everyone involved fought hard and did not dare to take it lightly.

This gave Ionuma Isao the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

He came in with a knife, but had no intention of using it.

There are so many guns here. If I just pick up a corpse, can't I just pick up a gun and play with it?

What boy can resist a gun? Absolutely not!

Ionuma Isao's original idea was that he was a simple person who had a gun addiction.

But after entering, he accidentally stumbled into the mercenary's ammunition depot...

ohh~

Now it's fun.

He was like a naughty boy who accidentally discovered a cabinet full of figurines when he visited a relative's house. No one could stop him from going crazy.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

Rockets were fired from the barrel in his hand and hit the opposite side of the corridor.

A circuit box on the wall was directly exploded. The lights in the entire corridor suddenly flickered on and off, and a sizzling sound came along with the electric sparks.

Then, he turned around and loaded the last rocket launcher.

The muzzle was pointed at the corridor on the other side.

With a bang, the shell dragged flames and rushed towards the end of the corridor, and a huge explosion occurred immediately.

Hot air waves swept through the narrow corridor.

The boy's bangs were slightly lifted.

Throwing away the hot rocket launcher, he clapped his hands and said with unfinished content, "What a pity, they have prepared too few rocket launchers. I haven't even had enough fun yet."

If Tank heard this, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.

They are just mercenaries who came here smuggled in. They are not here to attack the Japanese army. It is already amazing to be able to carry five or six rockets!

After the last rocket exploded, the corridor fell into silence.

The people on both sides probably knew that the rocket launchers were gone, so they boldly stepped forward.

Ionuma Isao picked up a submachine gun, pointed it at the person walking over, and pulled the trigger.

The murder weapon made of steel kept repeating simple mechanical movements in his hands.

The recoil of the bullet caused the firearm to vibrate and tremble. The force energy was transmitted to the arm, causing ripples on the surface of the skin.

The smoke of gunpowder and the hot empty bullet casings were flying in the darkness.

Amidst the banging noises, the glass shattered, the walls peeled off, and the corridor was in a mess...

The violent aesthetics of firearms are fully revealed at this moment.

But Iinuma Isao was alone after all, and the firepower of a gun was insufficient, so he was quickly suppressed by the opponent's left and right attacks.

And his marksmanship doesn't seem to be very good.

A row of bullets was fired, and it seemed that one person was hit.

"Quick, press up!"

"He's not good at shooting!"

"We rush to the door together and he's dead!"

The mercenaries on both sides of the corridor suddenly became more energetic and charged towards the center together.

He is worthy of being a person who licks blood to survive...

Suddenly, bullets were flying in the corridor, the air flow was chaotic, and the porcelain shards on the walls were shattered and flying.

Almost everything was chopped into pieces, and the whole space was filled with a dangerous atmosphere.

"Since you bully the minority with the majority, don't blame me for not practicing martial ethics!"

"system--"

Along with the shouting, a blue screen appeared in Iinuma Isao's eyes.

[Name: Ionuma Isao]

【Intelligence: 8】

【Charm: 10】

[Stamina: 10]

【技能：剑术（大师LV1）、自由搏击（精通LV6）、中文（精通LV1）、日文（职业LV5）、钓鱼（职业LV5）、英文（职业LV1）、法语（职业LV1）、美术（职业LV1）、驾驶（职业LV1）】

[Talents: self-discipline, neat handwriting, accent correction, memory enhancement, and thoughtfulness]

[Props: High-grade bamboo knife (1), mouth ball (1)]

【Points: 100400】

After a cursory glance at the panel, Ionuma Isao opened the mall.

[Rotation items: None]

[Money: 100 yen/1 point]

[Stamina: 1 point/10 points]

[Skills: Shooting (Mastery)—10 points, Riding (Professional)—5 points]

The 10 points obtained in the first stage can just be used to purchase [Shooting (Mastery)]

There are many of you, right? I'll just cheat!

After purchasing the skill, Ionuma Isao bought a new magazine.

Then, the muzzle of the gun stretched out, and his fingertips held the trigger.

Tongues of fire poured out instantly.

The muzzle of the gun swung slightly, and the bullet cut a fan-shaped spot of light in the darkness, spinning and tearing through the darkness.

People kept falling in the deadly spray of bullets.

The mercenaries who just rushed up with a sudden rush were dumbfounded.

They began to suspect that the boy was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.

Rubbles flew everywhere from the whizzing bullets.

The mercenaries kept falling. Ionuma stuffed two magazines into his trouser pockets and came out of the house with the gun fired.

Bullets were fired at him from the other side of the corridor.

However, he just turned sideways, letting the edge of the bullet pass by his side, and when he turned around, he was met with a burst of intense fire suppression.

Don't show any mercy to some mercenaries.

... There is so much blood on the hands of these people that they should have died long ago.

Moreover, this was a rare opportunity to kill legally. Ionuma Isao was not afraid of being troubled by the police afterwards, so he let go and carried out a large-scale sweep in the factory area.

In the process, you will inevitably encounter the police.

Every time, he took action to rescue the disadvantaged police, and then received unanimous praise from the police, and then was held at gunpoint by the police and asked for his identity.

In response, Iinuma Isao replied: "I am Director Higure's informant. If you don't believe me, ask your superiors."

In the command camp outside the factory, the commander of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department listened to the report of the combat progress by his subordinates, and looked at Director Higurashi with joy on his face: "Okay, okay, you did a good job, I will give you a big credit!"

Director Higurashi was filled with questions about this.

When did I plant an informant?

How do you explain it to your boss at this time?

Alas, no matter what, just smile enigmatically.

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Tank's expression at this time was extremely gloomy.

Because the circuit was affected by the explosion, the lights in the room flickered on and off.

Explosions, gunshots, and shouts in Thai were a mess.

The light of the gunfire flashed in the darkness like firecrackers.

The blond woman hugged the girl, lay down on the sofa, and kept comforting her: "Don't be afraid, I am here, you will be fine..."

After a long time, the gunfire outside gradually became sparse.

But this made Tank's eyes even more ferocious.

This is the signal for the entire army to be wiped out...

This fact made him terrified inside.

"Boss!" shouted the subordinate standing at the door.

Then, the next second, the bullet pierced his head from the side, and blood bloomed gorgeously.

Looking at the blood on the ground, Tank became worried.

"Now that things have come to a point, I have to use you to break out!" He turned around, led the two remaining brothers, pointed his gun at the pair of blond women, and blocked them in front of him.

The woman took a deep breath, held the girl in her arms, and walked towards the door.

The outside of the room was a mess, corpses lay scattered in the passage, and exposed wires flickered with sparks... The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, so strong that it made people sick.

Looking at this scene, Tank stared angrily, almost trembling all over.

"Hey, hey, is there anyone else... answer quickly..."

He shouted angrily, but no one answered him.

“I@#￥%&*……”

For a moment, Tank cursed incoherently.

The one who doesn't even know what he is cursing.

The dark corridor, after the melee, had become a mess, with sparks flashing and sizzling sounds everywhere.

The two mercenaries took hostages respectively and moved forward cautiously.

The tanks came last.

When passing a corner, a mercenary stepped on his feet.

It looked like he had stepped on a corpse.

He subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the ground, only to find that it was a brother he knew very well.

There is certainly no time to be sentimental about this situation.

He immediately raised his head and continued to be alert.

But just this moment of relaxation has revealed a fatal flaw.

From the corner on his side, a black shadow rushed out, the half-moon-shaped sword was pulled, and blood flowers burst out!

The flickering lights suddenly lit up for a moment, and a figure suddenly rushed out like a black panther. In Hatsuro Ye Machi's field of vision, as the cold sword light lit up, two spurts of blood spewed out in an astonishing way.

The bodies of the two mercenaries slowly fell down.

The young man who caught her eyes was handsome, with a long knife stained with blood...

"Oh hoo~"

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