Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

The world in front of Sanfu had turned blood red, and he silently watched Muck shoot and kill several fat policemen.

This is the third scene. Unlike the previous two scenes, this time the three burials are just bystanders, and the body is completely controlled by Muck. What choice he makes and what ending he will face is entirely up to Muck. This is already destined to happen, and no matter how you replay it, it will not change the result.

I saw that after he shot and killed several colleagues neatly, he put the pistol in his arms and went to the house where Tu Duoji was located. As a decent person, Tu Duoji couldn't eat and live in the factory. In fact, the factory was just him. part of the industry.

Cheerful dank music was playing in the car, the music had a strong sense of rhythm, and Ye Liye's cheerful cries from time to time made the three burials want to dance to the dank music.

This non-police vehicle was parked next to Tu Duoji's house, quietly waiting for the owner of the house to return. He had been preparing for this murder for a long time, and Tu Duoji's living habits were not difficult to track.

Although it was a wet poison more than ten years ago, the house where Tu Duoji lived was not at all aesthetically backward.

Most of the surrounding buildings are low-rise civilian buildings. There are not many rich people in small places to form a rich area. Tu Duoji can only live here.

Most of the living ones fell asleep in the middle of the night, and the inanimate ones also wouldn't wake up. Only then did the car sent by Tu Duo come from the intersection.

"Shh."

A luxury car parked at the door of the building, and a middle-aged man in a black suit walked out from the back of the car.

In every gesture of his gestures, he carried an extravagance that was incompatible with dampness and poison. The thin body and the glasses he wore also added a bit of elegance to this extravagance. On the surface, he was clearly a professor working in a university.

"Tu Duo Ji." When Sanbu said this name, he couldn't help but carry a deep hatred. When the Buddha also had a vajra eyes, let alone a mortal man, his killing intent never dissipated in him.

And Muck's reaction was undoubtedly bigger, he slowly started the car and drove forward.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer. There was a personal secretary in the luxury car and someone who looked like a bodyguard walked down. Considering the property and identity sent by Tu Duo, the configuration of the bodyguard and secretary was not too much, even in some wet and poisonous places. Positions such as bodyguards in ancient families have been held by the same bloodline for generations.

Rolling down the car window, Muck's face was cold, and the black muzzle stuck out.

All movements were silent and relaxed, Tu Duoji's eyes suddenly widened, he watched in amazement as the gun was aimed at him, no matter how noble and how much wealth he had, all sentient beings were under the bullet aimed at his forehead. equality.

"Bang!"

The trigger was pulled, and there was no time to let go, but the bodyguard beside him was more responsive and threw Tu Ruoji down.

With the loud gunshots and the secretary's scream, Mook was calm like a killer in a movie, but the killer's skills were too unskilled, and the bullets all hit the bodyguard.

"Sir Tuduo!"

After reacting, Tu Duoji also took out a gun from his arms. Wet poison is not a country with free guns, but it's just a matter of coercion. It's not a problem for Tu Duoji, and it seems that he has long imagined that he will one day. There will be places where a pistol can be used, and the bodyguard, who has been shot a few times, also gritted his teeth and pulled out a gun to shoot.

"Oh shit!"

The well-bred Muck slapped the steering wheel angrily, and the bullets hit the car body. After scolding angrily, he had to drive away quickly.

Sanfu sighed, he could probably think of what happened after Muke, and why this rich and noble person would do such crazy things as summoning the evil **** after that.

Muck found that he couldn't escape the cobweb, so he overthrew the chessboard with violence.

This is an adventurous and crazy step. As an islander, he understands Muck's idea inexplicably. After all, under the repressive environment of the island country, there are people who commit suicide silently, and there are also people like the 226 Mutiny. Everyone has a violent side hidden in their hearts, not to mention that in Muck's view, he is not doing evil, but doing good, at most, the method is a little violent.

"Boom!"

Just when Sanfu was thinking about right and wrong, a roar suddenly came from his ears. It was not the change in the fantasy world, but the real world, and the situation in the real world must have changed.

What's going on outside? The monk's heart tightens. The situation outside is on the verge of a real volcanic eruption. As long as the people in Xiao's organization don't exaggerate, the Heretic God is far from showing his true power.

"Do you want to go out?" Muke's face suddenly appeared in front of the three burials. It was not the heroic Muke when he was young, but the sacrifice Muke with bloodshot eyes.

His body was under enormous force, and the overloaded balloon was about to explode completely.

"Yes, can you let me out?" The three funerals looked directly at the former police chief. Who is more terrifying between his appearance and the current self burned by the fire? This is a question worth pondering.

But in the eyes of the outside world, both of them are just the same abominable monsters.

"No, I've already paid such a price, how could I let you go out~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Muke's eyelids are red and scary, and the gentleman is a stronger gambler than anyone else. Heart, obsession with self-discipline and the collapse of faith, "You understand, this country is finished, if you don't try to change, some people will continue to encounter misfortunes, and the same is true if the change is slow. "

"The times are like this, your method is too radical."

"The times?" Mook smiled with difficulty, "This is the word I hate to hear the most, maybe the mountain-like misfortune that everyone encounters is just a speck of dust to the times, but you and I are not the times, You and I are also ordinary individuals, this dust can fall on others today, and it will fall in front of us tomorrow."

"You're the same person as me, guru... No, in Buddhist terms, should you be called an eminent monk?"

"Amitabha, I can't afford it."

"Look at how similar we are now. We are all monsters in the eyes of others, but more like our hearts." Muke is now like a teenager who is confessing, but there is neither love nor more. Lack of touching words, "As long as you join me, no, as long as we join hands, it will be an easy thing to change the whole country, monk, you have absolutely no idea of ​​the power represented by the **** Buddha, if I met you earlier, I would have I won't believe this..."

"Ah!" Mu Kewu cried out in pain, "This world must be changed!".

Three Burials felt that the surrounding temperature was rising sharply, which was definitely not a good change, but in the face of an unprecedented fantasy attack, he couldn't find a way out of this place.

"Crack." A cracking sound came from his arms.