On the messy ground, Yamamoto lay in a miserable state, and the dim night sky kept echoing Yamamoto's miserable smile.
"The God of Death! The God of Death! I, Yamamoto, have been active for decades, but I never expected that I would end up like this! This time, I, Yamamoto, shouldn't have come to Yanxia!" Yamamoto smiled sadly, and slowly raised his head to look at Liu Mang. At this moment , a look of regret finally appeared on his face.
regret!
He really regrets it!
But, suddenly, his smile became weird: "God of Death, although you are dead, I hold a secret about you... Unfortunately, this secret will be completely lost with my death. Hahaha!"
boom!
Liu Mang's eyes narrowed, and he directly grabbed Yamamoto's neck with one hand and lifted Yamamoto up.
Liu Mang stared at Yamamoto with sword-like eyes: "You said you control a secret related to me??"
"Yes! But this secret is destined to become your doubts forever. Hahaha..." Yamamoto laughed ferociously.
Liu Mang narrowed his eyes: "If that's the case, then go die!"
After saying that, a flash of infrared light that was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye suddenly flashed!
puff!
Yamamoto's ferocious laughing expression suddenly froze. In the next second, his entire head lost control, slipped directly from his neck, and hit the ruins hard.
Blood spurted out immediately, dyeing the night sky red!
Uh-huh!
On top of the building, Gerile and the black-clad guards had not yet reacted to the shocking situation of Yamamoto being reversed by Liu Mang, and were once again shocked by this terrifying scene.
How can this be
How can this be
Everyone's minds were filled with a shocking question.
How could Yamamoto's head be cut off suddenly?
Because they didn't see Liu Mang make any moves at all!
Weird! Shocked! Horror!
Everyone felt a chill running from the soles of their feet up to their backs, and their bodies seemed to be frozen at this moment, completely cold.
grim Reaper? ? Is this the method of death?
In a state of shock, they suddenly remembered Liu Mang's shocking and shocking title of the God of Death!
Only this title today can explain all this!
The blood flew into the sky and turned into red snow, dyeing Liu Mang's face and body red! It made him look like a demon who had just fought a bloody battle! The skull tattoo on his chest, stained by blood, seemed to pop out and wreak havoc on the world.
It wasn't until the blood from Yamamoto's body spewed out that he slammed the body to the ground.
However, he did not turn around and walk towards the Zhenxing Group, but looked faintly at the building opposite. His voice was as cold as a knife at the moment: "Yamamoto is dead, now it's your turn!"
On the building opposite, a sniper in black, whose eyes were horrified by Yamamoto's tragic death, trembled all over. He finally reacted and suddenly pressed the sniper rifle!
Rest, rest, rest...
Several bullets poured out quickly, hitting Liu Mang directly!
"Even Yamamoto's snake-patterned golden gun couldn't hit me at such a close distance, how could you hit me?" Liu Mang's eyes filled with endless anger, and he kicked the ground...
boom!
Endless dust rises from the ground!
When the dust was flying, Liu Mang swept out like a furious dragon and rushed towards the building opposite!
"Death! I want you to die!" Above the building, the sniper in black was furious and kept reloading and shooting!
Bullets intertwined into the most terrifying sniper net!
"How can a mere bullet stop me? If I were you, I would escape immediately, maybe for a few more minutes!" Liu Mang's figure was like lightning, his eyes looked up at the building in front of him, and then his body flexed, like A giant bow shot out!
boom!
In the blink of an eye, Liu Mang's body appeared on the third floor!
"Not good!" Above the building, the sniper in black was so frightened that he gave up the firearm that had been with him for more than ten years and fled in panic!
However, how could his speed be compared with Liu Mang's!
The moment he jumped off the building, Liu Mang had already appeared at his original location!
Liu Mang glanced at the sniper in black who jumped down, and then picked up his sniper rifle indifferently!
"Then let you have a taste of sniper bullets!" Liu Mang's voice was as rich as a dragon, trembling in the air!
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The next second, he pointed the muzzle downward, locked the sight of the sniper's rapidly descending body, and then pressed the trigger!
"Puff puff!" The terrifying tongues of fire were like the anger of a dragon, spitting out crazily!
Puff puff...
The body of the sniper who jumped off the building was immediately punched out with bloody holes one after another!
Before the person even touches the ground, his life has already disappeared in mid-air!
Liu Mang stood on top of the building indifferently, his eyes indifferent, the strong wind was blowing his body, his black hair was dancing wildly, and his arrogant aura was blooming everywhere, unstoppable!
He looked down at the sniper's body, then at Yamamoto's headless body, then looked at the electronic watch on his arm, and indifferently issued the killing order: "Do it!"
Without checking, he already knew who ordered Yamamoto and the sniper tonight... Besides the Fujiwara family... who else could it be?
In the Japanese Fujiwara family, a man hiding in a secret place was shocked. Then with a wave of his hand, ghosts appeared behind him... They stared at a house in front of them like ferocious beasts.
Dark group!
That is the headquarters of the dark group, an assassination organization of the Fujiwara family!
At this moment, the head of the Fujiwara family, Fujiwara, is warmly entertaining the young head of the Rukawa family, Rukawa Kurotake, who comes to rest with his Fujiwara family!
The banquet was in full swing when suddenly, Fujiwara's personal bodyguard Yelang came to his ear with a solemn expression and said: "Master, Master Yamamoto and the snipers I arranged are all dead!"
"What?" Fujiwara stood up in shock.
"Chief Fujiwara, when did you, the patriarch of the Fujiwara family, become so shocked?" Opposite Fujiwara, the young and frivolous Rukawa Zangmu glanced at him and asked indifferently.
Fujiwara was shocked. He tried his best to suppress the horror in his heart and forced a smile: "It's okay, it's just a little thing!"
Rukawa Zangmu smiled softly: "If you need any help, just say a word... I, Rukawa Zangmu, still have some energy!"
Fujiwara was shaken and nodded seriously: "Don't worry, Mr. Harutake, if I really need your help, I won't be polite!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, one of his subordinates rushed in in panic: "Chief, it's not good! It's not good!"
"Trash! What's the point of making noise?" Fujiwara yelled angrily.
"Clan... Chief, the eighteen masters of our family's secret group have been killed!" The subordinate said in horror, his whole body trembling with fear.
Uh-huh!
The Fujiwara family trembled and took a few steps back: "You... what did you say??"
Tonight, he was uneasy and always felt that something was going to happen, but he didn't expect that it finally happened...