Chapter 742 Magic

Under the deep night, the winding mountain road was completely dark, with only the staggered high-beam lights illuminating countless interlaced figures. Amidst the ear-piercing screams and roars, ferocious shadow silhouettes were constantly reflected on the asphalt road stained red with blood.

It only took less than half a minute to knock down the first ten people. Those who flew out screamed and fell to the ground, twitching and unable to get up. Then, it took forty seconds to knock down the next ten people.

Then, one minute, two minutes...

"Forty-one, forty-two, forty-three! Forty-three..."

Forty-three straight punches with all his strength, regardless of the clubs and blades falling on his head and body, Ueno panted hard and raised his eyes to look at the enemy in front of him.

They swayed in the cold light of the car lights, surrounding him, like monsters baring their teeth and claws in the darkness.

He couldn't see clearly where the person was, only a changing shadow flashing past his eyes.

"Go to hell, monster!" Someone jumped up and hit his head with a baseball bat with nails in his hand. During the turmoil, his eyes became slightly dazed.

Then the bat was held.

Ueno raised his hand and picked up the bat in his hand. Together with the person on the other end, he looked up at the blank face and grinned: "So you are here..."

In mid-air, the bat was drawn out, aimed at his head, and struck down.

The sounds of bats and bones breaking overlapped.

Forty-four!

Ueno roared.

"Come again!" he roared: "Come again!"

Then, forty-five, forty-six, forty-seven!

The cruel counting continues!

But those roaring voices were gradually moving away, as if they were becoming blurred together with the world in front of them that was gradually turning into flowers.

In the end, all that was left was the monotonous and persistent counting.

"Sixty-one...sixty-two...sixty-three...sixty-three...sixty-three..."

From the daze, Ueno stepped forward stiffly, staring at the enemy in front of him with his unfocused blood-red eyes, staring at the pale and twitching face.

But there was a sharp sound of tires rubbing against the ground, and the light was rapidly approaching. Then, the sky and the earth began to rotate and sway rapidly.

The ground suddenly jumped up and hit him on the head.

He rolled and landed on the ground. He heard screams in the distance. Someone pushed open the car door and cheered excitedly: "He is dead! He is dead! That monster is dead!"

His eyes widened in confusion, not understanding what was happening.

What, am I dead?

"Not yet, Ueno." The man sitting next to him said, "You are still alive."

Am I still alive?

"Yes, aren't you breathing?" The man lowered his head and looked at him, full of praise: "It's not over yet, you can't fall here."

Did I fall?

"Yes, the enemy is still in front of you, Ueno."

The expectant voice came: "Can you continue to fight?"

Confused and dazed, Ueno listened blankly and couldn't help laughing.

no answer.

Only the fist with twisted fingertips was slowly raised, stained with blood and scarlet. From the screams and roars, a cold light bloomed, illuminating every pair of fearful eyes. '

"come."

Ueno grinned, showing his shark's teeth, and smiled happily at everyone - tell them that it's not over yet, I can continue to fight!

sixty-four!

It was a clean and crisp punch.

The intermission is over, everyone...the cruel counting begins again!

From then on, there was no sound anymore. The roar disappeared and the whine disappeared. All that remained were the cracking sounds when bones collided with each other, and the tiny whispers when blood merged with blood.

"Ninety-one...ninety-one..."

At the very end, the blood-stained man stepped forward, his empty eyes staring at the last enemy in front of him, and he revealed a frightening and fanatical smile.

Ignoring him, he knelt on the ground, kowtowing in fear and begging for mercy.

Swinging down the last iron fist.

The high-pitched scream spread, piercing the deep night. The kneeling enemy closed his eyes in despair, but the expected horrific impact was not received for a long time.

When the man opened his eyes, he saw the fist hovering in front of him.

When the final strength of the strong crossbow fell, it was no longer enough to touch the final opponent.

Only a wisp of blood dripped from the broken finger tiger and fell on his face. With a huge force, it crushed the last ray of reason.

The man collapsed on the ground, twitching, and water spread from his crotch. Facing an opponent who looked like an evil Shura, he no longer had the courage to raise his weapon.

"ninety two."

The voice from behind Ueno brought the final end to the struggle. When he turned around blankly, he saw the smile from the team leader.

"Congratulations, Ueno." Huaishi said, "You are now able to stand alone."

Ueno was stunned for a long time and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't even have the strength to support his body and stumbled down.

Huai Shi reached out, took his arm, and supported him up.

When I turned around, I saw the cars parked in the distance on the mountain road behind me.

Those alliance members who returned after the dinner...

In the distance, the team leaders smoked cigarettes silently and stood quietly in the darkness, witnessing the beginning and end of this struggle.

Soon, crisp applause sounded, not only from somewhere, but soon, the applause spread.

Putting aside their prejudices and unhappiness, these men belonging to the Yakuza presented congratulatory gifts in the most straightforward way to celebrate the completion of this tragic trial.

The birth of a real man.

"Did you see that, Ueno? This is all applause dedicated to you." Huai Shi turned around and told him seriously: "You are amazing today."

It is true that the Shadow Crow can enter Ueno's body through Shao Siming's power, doubling his power and making him fearless. But this power is not infinite.

When starting from the fortieth person, the source of essence and power given by Iron Crow has been exhausted, and all that remains is strong vitality.

From then on, everything Ueno did... came from his own will.

This is his own miracle.

When Ueno woke up again, it seemed like a long time had passed. He had already returned to the car, as if he had had a long dream. When he opened his eyes, he didn't know what happened.

This time, Huai Shi was driving the car and he was sitting in the passenger seat.

In his daze and sleepiness, he looked at the neon lights gradually passing by outside the window.

"Boss, what happened to me just now?" He asked softly, "I seem to have gained a lot of power..."

"It's magic, Ueno." Huaishi replied.

In a daze, Ueno couldn't help but laugh: "Boss, are you a magician?"

"Well, that's about it, right? The heart that believes is magic..."

Huai Shi said casually, flipping through the plastic bag at hand and handing the things over: "Would you like to drink beer? It's still cold. It's specially left for you..."

"OK."

Ueno took the beer, enjoying the cold touch in his hands, smelling the aroma of wheat, and smiled.

Just like that, he fell into a deep sleep in unspeakable sleepiness.

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Before dawn, the news of the explosion spread to the ears of the entire alliance.

Just a few hours ago, under the witness of all the alliance bosses, the usually ordinary "Shark Man" Shiro Ueno single-handedly defeated the entire Kuroda group with one against ninety-two.

Even the boss of the Arakawa family was alarmed and praised him: "You all must see clearly, this is a real man."

For a time, Ueno Shiro was in the limelight.

Even the members of the Empress group couldn't believe that Brother Ueno, who used to drink and brag with him, was so brave, and there was an endless stream of people visiting him.

Ueno, who still had bandages on his hands and feet, was leaning on the bed, talking happily to others about his heroic performance last night, talking about the exciting part when his boss encouraged him, and sipping the beer on the bedside table. Take a sip and then have someone add more ice cubes.

It always felt like he could drink that can of beer last night for a whole year.

"Hey, by the way, where's the boss?"

After repeating the story of his bravery against the Kuroda group eight times, Ueno patted his head and finally remembered this incident.

"Ah, Boss Huai Zhi is still in the office. He came here very early today." A younger brother said, "It seems that I have something important to tell you. I will talk to everyone in the team one by one today."

"I've just been there!" the person next to him interrupted, holding a banana in his hand, and boasting excitedly: "Boss Huai Zhi actually knows my name and asked how my family's life is. Even my family has two My sister knows it. Heck, even those two stinky girls Naika and Tomoeda actually got gifts."

As he said that, he took out the box of hardcover crayons in his arms and showed it off, so that others would not be willing to touch it.

Overjoyed.

"You must have gotten a raise in your salary, you bitch!" Someone looked over suspiciously and immediately slapped the table: "No wonder you're so happy, you're going to treat me to a f*cking treat tonight!"

"Tonight?" The speaker chuckled, "Do you dare to go to my treat tonight?"

"Ha, you are so stingy that you dare to treat me, why don't I dare to eat?"

"Don't you know? Mr. Zhajian said that a place has been reserved, and the boss is going to invite all the old members of the group to drink tonight." The middle-aged man who smoked flicked the ashes of his cigarette, turned around and patted the young man behind him on the shoulder: " There are benefits to being senior, there’s no point in being envious of it, Ushijima, just stay there for a few years!”

The yellow-haired young man known as Ushijima scratched his head in embarrassment, laughed, and quickly waved his hands in humility, not daring to compare with his seniors.

Seeing the topic leave him, he smiled with a smile on his face, but he couldn't hide the contempt in his heart.

envious? So envious!

He said it as if he envied you idiots for being able to eat. And that guy Aso has been out for so many years and has been bleeding a lot. The team leader probably changed several luxury cars, so he just gave you a crayon. They are all so happy, maybe there is something wrong with their brains.

How did these idiots become extreme?

He began to doubt from the bottom of his heart, and realized deeply that he could not have a conversation with the fools in the Paper-holding Group.

The phone in his arms was vibrating slightly, so he made an excuse to go to the bathroom and left the room. When I walked into the toilet and found no one there, I walked into the end and pretended to urinate and answered the phone.

"Why did you pick up so late?"

The voice on the phone asked.