Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

"It's not good, such a big spar has to be held in my arms with both hands. I don't have dazzling eyes, ah, Yamamoto."

"No, no, it's so big, we're not dreaming, we'll be rich after getting this spar."

Yamamoto slapped himself, confirming that he was not wandering in a dream, and his face that was still swollen when he hit the car was slapped even more ruddy.

The geologist's gentle and refined temperament is gone at this moment, only his eyes are red, and blood is surging around him.

"Put down the gems!"

The 'geologists' shouted loudly, and the hungry tigers rushed forward.

Both of them are people with some muscles on their bodies, and they are not easy to provoke at first glance.

One left and one right, forming an angle, blocking the entire space tightly, and if there is a disagreement, it will start to fight.

The two who were dragging the suitcase were also not ambiguous, they looked at each other and threw the box away, and then also put on a sparring posture.

The posture is steady, the muscles are equally bulging and more contoured, and it is a serious training person.

"Just you guys still want to grab food from the tiger's mouth."

Just kidding, these two people look like non-professional gangsters. It would be ridiculous if they were scared away by these cats and dogs. This is a big business of hundreds of millions. If you are scared, you will give up and just pour the cement yourself. Jump into Tokyo Bay!

"This is our business. Are you two going to rob?"

"Your business? I know that his spar is coming from a wrong way."

There is no right or wrong in this chaotic gray market, and the usual ethics are used here as a joke.

"I'll go..." The agent took a step back in fright, holding the backpack, "Why are we fighting."

Where has he seen such a scene? The last time he fought with others was in elementary school. In front of the little girls, he could still pretend to be majestic and majestic.

Seeing Ishizaka Yeyeko with a surprised expression on the opposite side, the manager tutted, "Tsk."

Forget it, regardless of these four guys, there is no shortage of buyers for the spar anyway, and it has nothing to do with them when these two groups of people hit their heads. While thinking about it, the agent stepped back and left after they scuffled with fists to the flesh.

The two sides were on the verge of breaking out. Seeing that the agent was about to escape, Yamamoto rushed forward with a shout.

The two professionals on the opposite side were also unambiguous and stepped forward to meet them.

"If you stop me again, you will all die for me."

Yamamoto's eyes were red, this money was too important to him, it was the last chance for the salted fish to turn around.

"what!"

The knife, the ruthless Yamamoto took out the knife from his arms.

It looks like a scabbard of a small handicraft on the outside, but inside there is a 20 cm cold blade.

Kaifeng's knife was hidden in his arms, and he waited until he was close to the opponent for half a meter before dashing forward immediately.

"Knife?!"

Next to it are the police station and the police station. The island country is not an African country without an official government. It can maintain a population of over 100 million without causing chaos. It can even become a developed country. It has proved that its governmental organization is very effective in modern society. He is so gentle and refined on the show, and this kind of surface is also because it is not the time when thunder is needed.

Slowly speaking, it is to arrest criminals who dare to use a knife to hurt people in public. For example, in the conflict at the East Peak Crossroads, the police force dispatched was more than 5,000 people. Although... Narita Airport is still not allowed to take off and land at night.

It can be said that except for those who are mentally stimulated, no one would brazenly commit murder beside the police station in broad daylight, but Yamamoto, the outlaw, got into the other's arms and stabbed upwards with a knife in both hands.

Professional fighters would feel numb in their scalps when facing sharp weapons, and they had to run away when facing three people holding weapons. When they saw the knife that Yamamoto stabbed, the head of the person who bought the spar was buzzing.

This guy is crazy, is he going to kill him?

What a joke, is his head different from ordinary people's, and his nature changed after he used a weapon.

"Pfft!"

The knife entered from the lower jaw of the throat, and then drilled out of the cheek sideways.

The precision of this knife surprised Yamamoto. Is it better to stab himself or the other side to catch it?

After being surprised, he put on a ruthless expression on his face again.

"Are you crazy?"

"How can you kill people here, there is a police station next to it!"

The companion beside him who was scrambling with each other was dumbfounded, and his lips were trembling.

Although the two were not good people, they also did many illegal things when helping others in Tokyo, such as forcibly breaking in, beating, forcing people to sell silver, and abducting people to Lucia after selling insurance.

But in broad daylight, killing people in prisons and police stations, Yakuza, who was ten years after the war, was so mad.

"I don't want you to break the law!"

"Pfft!"

Yamamoto didn't say a word, walked quickly behind the other person, and stabbed his knife into the neck neatly again.

"What are you afraid of? If you are caught, you will spend a few years in prison and kill one or two people. You can't be sentenced to death. If you have a good attitude, you can come out in a middle age."

"But if it does, we can take the money to go abroad, the sky is high, the bird can fly, the sea is wide and the fish leaps..." Yamamoto pulled out his knife and looked at Ye Yezi and the manager next to him with a grim face.

"Then rotten people like us will just turn over."

The corpse on the ground stared, and never thought that there would be outlaws who would dare to kill, how could this be possible, this was not common sense.

Plop plop.

The violent heartbeat filled the cramped space, and Ye Yezi's head became a mess.

It shouldn't be a happy trip to Tokyo. At most, I accidentally left the spar in Akita. It's just a trivial episode on the journey. Why does a happy thing become like this?

"Dead... dead..."

Just when she was about to scream, the 'geologist' next to her directly covered Ye Yezi's mouth: "Okay! Yamamoto, we will fight this time... That guy is going to run, chase after him!"

"Don't let him run away with the spar!"

"Woooooo!!!"

The rough hands were so powerful that they clearly wanted to kill Ye Yezi on the spot.

"understood."

The urn responded angrily, and Yamamoto ran to the manager, holding the knife full of killing intent, like a tall butcher.

"Made."

The agent scolded, what he was most worried about happened, these guys for money are really crazy, fortunately, he still has a backer, and the tool cart is parked behind the alley.

Holding two or three kilograms of spar, the manager's movement was slightly affected, and Yamamoto behind him was an outlaw.

Affected by the Bone Girl incident, the extremist organizations in Tokyo and surrounding areas were purged, most of their members were dismissed, and they went to the society to look for jobs again. Unfortunately, these former members of the club who are not good enough, how can they easily find them? legitimate work.

Either go to the warehouse as a warehouse manager, or work part-time in places like the gas station, as much as you want to be saddened. When you are a member of the club, although you don’t have much money, but you get a tattoo on your body, and then report that you are in a certain organization, Immediately, it will make ordinary people tremble and get spiritual joy.

"Want to run?"

Seeing that the manager's hand was almost touching the car door, Yamamoto sneered, took out a knife from his body and threw it at the manager.

"Whoosh!"

The precision of the knife is not very good. It needs to be offset by half a meter to hit the broker. However, the flying knife aiming at the earth still makes the economic man a second or two late, and Yamamoto, who follows him, stretches his arms forward. Violently kill forward.

"when!"

The tip of the knife hit the car door and chirped a long crack. If it hit the manager's vital point, it would cost another life.

But this time, it also brushed past the bones of his shoulders, and the wounds were shocking.

"what!"

The manager screamed, the spar backpack in his hand fell to the ground with a crunch, Yamamoto's eyes twitched, if this idiot broke the spar... it would be even better, the market is now in short supply, and the super fast spar is the only one This family, if it really breaks some corners and corners, can also sell a lot of goods.

"Hey! It's finally here."

Yamamoto brutally stabbed the agent's thigh with a knife, and even stared at the hilt with his knees, Qigen was submerged.

"Ah ah…………"

Another punch hit the manager's mouth, and the swollen mouth was difficult to even make a sound, and it was even more delusional that the screams could be heard by everyone around.

Yamamoto pulled out the knife with a smile on his face. As long as the unsightly guy was dealt with before the body was disposed of—even if it could only be hidden for two days, it was enough for the two of Yamamoto to take the money and go abroad.

"Crack."

When Yamamoto was half-kneeling on the ground and preparing to kill with a sense of ritual, footsteps rang out from the corner of the road next to him.

A little girl in red shoes stood there in astonishment, her eyes staring straight at the blood on the ground.

He was holding half of the mineral water in his hand, and there was sweat on his forehead.

He's just a little kid about nine or ten years old. He can't say that he has yellow muscles and is malnourished, but he is also a little chick.

I saw that the person was a child, Yamamoto.

"Children, I'm so sorry to be seen by you."

His hands were stained with blood, and the dark-skinned Yamamoto grinned. He held one hand behind his back and held a knife in his hand: "Can you help uncle pick up the red balloon from behind?"

There is no red balloon in the back, it's just the bad taste of this big man before the execution.

Today, he has been red-eyed, completely red-eyed.

Two people have already been killed, and there is no difference in killing the third person. Anyway, there is no turning back.

Sanqianzi was young and her head was not stupid. She was sweating on her forehead and reached into her arms.

How can I encounter these messy things at a young age, but I have already experienced a life-and-death crisis. Although Sanqianzi is young, his courage is not bad.

"Children, you are disobedient, do you want to make a phone call with your hand in your arms? It's useless, it's useless."

"Uncle will kill you in three seconds, never more than half a second."

The strong man slaughtered the three thousand sons like a hungry tiger, and could do anything for money.

After finishing this order and getting the money, he went abroad to immigrate. The money given by the sponsor behind him was a huge sum of money that could not be saved in a lifetime of struggle. This pink spar is definitely an unprecedented good thing.

Anyway, to rentiers, how much human life is worth, if every killing one can make them live an extra day, there are not enough people in black Africa to kill.

"Sister Angel bless me!"

Sanqianzi grabbed the thing in his arms and threw it forward suddenly. It was just a ball of paper. It was a dying counterattack of a child who had nowhere to go. The effect was zero.

With a contemptuous smile, the big man grabbed the ball of paper carelessly. He didn't want to commit murder, but if he didn't, who would pity him.

The white paper ball slammed weakly towards Yamamoto. If such a small thing could kill people, the human species would have been eliminated from the earth long ago.

Yamamoto's palm holding the paper ball proliferated like cancer cells, but the speed was extremely fast, first the skin, then the flesh, the bones, swelled and exploded, and splashed in all directions, and even the whole person was in the range of the violent explosion.

"Boom!!"

The smile freezes in an instant, then twists, takes off, and sticks to the wall with a squeak, all in one go, the accompaniment and the audience are dripping with blood.

A small directional grenade, and the three thousand sons standing behind the paper ball were just splattered with blood.

"Crack."

Looking at the big man who was already in a different place, the agent who had been stabbed in the thigh trembled, blood splashed on his face, and all his clothes were stained red with blood.

The smell of blood fills every molecule in the air, the exterior of the tool cart is sprayed with body paint, and it's all just a tiny white ball of paper.

It was a blank piece of paper, and the manager's dizzy brain could only make this judgment in the end.

A blank piece of paper exploded and created the **** situation it is now, unscientific, but magical.

The agent twitched his lips, like a sieve, his short hair was trembling, and he didn't even realize the severe pain that came from his body. He just nodded his head to kill someone~www.wuxiamtl.com~ But this is a cannonball attack.

There were several blood flowers blooming on the outer wall of the mineral water bottle in Sanqianzi's hand.

Hanako in the toilet, the killer of the rainy night.

Silence is the best murderous aura, and not speaking is the perfect terror, scaring people to the core.

"Oni, Oni, ghost, ghost."

The manager howled vigorously, his eyes widened, his vocal cords flying out of his throat.

"Ghost, ghost!"

Ghost, **** in the daytime, why is there such a monster in a small city, why does that guy want to take action on the monster, doesn't he want to live, he is already dead.

The manager's thoughts were confused, and he moved backwards. The ground seemed to be lubricated. He staggered to get up and fled, fell to the ground several times, and finally used all four legs to become reptiles.

The wounds on his body kept bleeding out, and a small river just gathered on the ground, crimson, stench, and full of filth.

Showing your back to others like this will definitely result in death in a movie.

But Sanqianzi is not a character in the movie, and he doesn't have a hard heart, not to mention a manager who has been frightened, Sanqianzi is now only a lot more frightened than the agent.

Rao has seen the death of others and experienced extraordinary battles, but it was the first time that someone so brightly exploded in front of him.

Besides, if he killed himself by himself, he simply threw out the self-defense items given to him by Sister Angel.

Without spitting it out on the spot, it was already three thousand sons with good will.

She was so frightened that she lost consciousness, how could she have the strength to scream.

"It's over, I won't go to jail."

"But Sister Angel killed so many people without going to jail."

"And." Sanqianzi murmured, "I'm still a child, a minor."