Shinomiya Yumei Wants to Live

Under the darkness of night, a few people rushed to the hidden garage at top speed, driving Kazami Yuuji to Kageren's base for rescue.

At the same time, Bian Mu also passed the news to Captain Dubin.

Du Bin, who received the news in the middle of the night, frowned. Kazami Yuuji was seriously injured and dying from the backlash of the Asura potion. He was rescuing at the base in Tokyo, and the enemy he was looking for appeared.

Looks like I have to disturb Your Majesty's vacation...

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I suddenly realized that today is my birthday!

Chapter 284: Not a single drop left...

In a brightly lit and prosperous city, there are always places where the light does not shine, and the towering tall buildings create criss-crossing dark alleys.

"boom-"

In such a messy alley, the trash can blocked in the middle of the alley was kicked away by the woman in the red dress, all kinds of garbage were scattered on the ground, and the stench permeated the poorly ventilated alley. .

The woman in the red dress was the escaped Schira, smelling the stench, Schira's expression became more and more distorted.

The killing intent in the dark red pupils almost condensed into substance, shining blood that penetrated in the darkness.

At this moment, Schira has removed the disguise and returned to her original appearance. Her hair, which was as delicate as red roses, has turned into black hair like a waterfall, and her pretty face, which has restored its original appearance, is even more bewitching.

"A bunch of scum! Offal!"

Schira, who was in a fit of anger, cursed in a low voice, his ghost-like nails slashed across the wall, leaving marks like a sharp weapon.

In the dark and chaotic alley, Schira looked like a ghost haunting the night, his tall figure flickered forward in the alley, he was three or four meters away one second, and he was in front of him the next second.

If an ordinary person sees him, he will be so frightened that his liver and gallbladder will split, his soul will fly away, and he will turn around and run away without looking back.

Schira, with a gloomy expression, suddenly seemed to hear something, and looked up to the end of the alley, where tiny white smoke was drifting at the entrance of the alley.

Schira's nose fluttered, and he could distinguish the smell of inferior cigarettes in the distance.

Then her ears moved slightly, and a distant voice poured into her ears indistinctly.

"It's so boring... Is there... girl..."

"Brother... here... girl... no... go to the street... strike up a conversation"

"Bah...just like you...you still strike up a conversation..."

"Brother... handsome... you go... let's have soup..."

Scila, who roughly recognized the voice, hooked the corners of his mouth, and his twisted, murderous, and sadistic smile was as terrifying as a Rakshasa.

Schira slowed down, his blood-stained high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground regularly, and the sound of crisp footsteps spread from far to near.

The casual people chatting at the entrance of the alley gradually heard the sound of high heels, and they secretly glanced at the alley beside them.

The dim environment somewhat obscured their vision, but they still saw the comer clearly with the sharp eyes of men.

A very tall woman with a sexy and hot body is walking gracefully towards the alley with catwalks.

Although they couldn't see the woman's face clearly, just the turbulent waves on the chest made several people's eyes warm, not to mention the woman's slender waist and plump buttocks swaying like a water snake.

"Brother, what should I do?"

"Huh~ Sixth son, go and look outside"

The criss-crossing messy alleys gave the so-called big brother the courage to swallow his saliva and make a silent decision.

"Boss! There's no one outside, it's impossible for someone to be there at this late hour"

"Then do it! Get ready! As soon as we come over, we will pounce and hold it down!"

"understand"

A group of younger brothers who were obviously not good people nodded in unison, hiding in the alley with obscene luster in their eyes, and their movements of probing their tails revealed their malicious intentions.

The woman advancing in the alley seemed not to have noticed any danger at all, and continued to move forward methodically and slowly.

"Tap-tap-tap-"

The crisp footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the eyes of the social idlers squatting at the entrance of the alley became more lewd, and they held their breath for fear of scaring away their prey.

"despair-"

The woman's footsteps stepped out of the alley, and the slender and beautiful white jade legs made several people salivate, and they rushed forward greedily, wanting to push the woman to the ground and take her away.

But a few people completely ignored the woman's blood-stained high heels and the blood on the woman's bare instep.

"Hehe~ I'm really impatient, but my sister likes it very much"

Scila, with a group of men hanging on his body, stood firmly on the spot, looking at the astonished men, with a sweet smile and stretched out his slightly pale hands.

"puff-"

It was like the sound of a sharp weapon entering the body, and the pale palm easily penetrated into a person's chest, like a hot knife cutting butter without any hindrance.

"Fresh heart, really good~"

Blood splattered, Schira held up his fresh, still beating heart and watched obsessively.

The moon is invisible at night in the city, and the hazy lights reflect the bloody heart in a strange way.

The dark red and energetic blood dripped down from Schira's pale palm onto the dull-faced man's face.

"what!!!"

"what!!!"

The men who came back to their senses scattered and fled in all directions, all obscene thoughts disappeared, leaving only the instinct to survive.

"1, 2, 3, 4, there are four more ~ ​​very good"

Schira casually threw the man who had lost his breath of life on the ground, clapped his hands, randomly chose a direction, and chased after him calmly.

With one step at a time, Schira in the red dress turned into a ghost in the night, catching up with one of them flickeringly.

"Ka-ka-"

Feet as light as feathers, the knees of the fleeing man were broken, Schira was like Little Red Riding Hood picking mushrooms, lifting the man's head calmly.

"what-"

"Crack-"

There was another crisp sound, and the man who screamed had his jaw broken, and his neck was hit hard.

"The first~"

Schira led the man back to the alley, threw it on the ground, and chose another direction to chase after him.

"The second~"

"The third~"

"The fourth~"

"Crack~ It's really good~"

Schira clasped her hands together and smiled joyfully, as if an innocent little girl had found a suitable toy.

"The game has begun~ you guys have to live longer~"

The men who fell on the ground and couldn't call for help watched desperately as Schira approached them like a devil.

I watched with my own eyes the slender and pale fingers poking into their body surface, nimbly taking out the blue veins...

......

"Skira, have you had enough fun?"

At some point in the cruel and bloody alley, distinctive figures appeared, and several people watched Schira's "game" in silence

Until a burly man with a white mask appeared and asked indifferently

"It's almost there~ Women, you always need to decompress and soothe your nerves to keep youth forever"

Si Qi, who was covered in blood, stretched his waist, and turned to face his compatriots who had been waiting for a long time.

"Everyone is here except Otrus, so what's the matter?"

Schira looked around at the crowd.

With a burly figure and muscular arms, Nemea, like cast iron, stood in the shadows with his arms folded.This person is exactly the "iron arm" recorded in the royal materials.

Standing in the shadow beside Iron Arm was an extremely thin person, his cold and sharp claws that could not be concealed by the night were his biggest feature.

There are also two people standing in the shadows on the other side. It can be seen from the exposed skin that one is black and the other is white.

The one standing in the middle is the shortest. Of course, this shortness is relative to everyone present.

The person in the middle stood opposite Schirra, who was slightly taller than Schilla, and should be more than 1 meters by visual inspection.

The slim short sleeves outline the muscle lines of this person's body. The streamlined muscles are extremely beautiful, full of strength and without bloated feeling.

The white mask completely covered the person's face, only the dark red pupils could be seen from the eyes, and the same white hair was slightly silvery against the white mask.

"Cerberus, it's really strange that you came out."

Schira called out the name of the person in front of him. Among the people who came to the Sakura Country to perform the mission this time, Cerberus was the shortest in size, but he was the strongest among them.

Of course, everyone must obey the orders of Cerberus.

"Why make a big fuss?"

The man with white and red pupils, Cerberus stared at Schira indifferently, with a trace of murderous intent appearing in the dark red pupils.

"Don't look at me like that~ I found a little surprise and accidentally made a noise."

Schira waved his hand with a smile, and the blood drops from his fingertips accidentally fell to Cerberus' trousers.

"Say"

Cerberus ignored Scilar's pretentious gesture, and the concise syllables were like icebergs that would not melt for thousands of years, and the cold oppressive force rushed towards Scira.

"I met someone I didn't expect"

Schiragh paused for a while, looked around the crowd, stared at Cerberus' dark red pupils and said seriously