Chapter 722

"Where is he?"

"The ronin is chasing Sasuke, kill him!"

"Go to hell!"

. . . . . . . .

The sound of gunshots, screams, and the sound of knives slicing through the body... interweaved into an intoxicating symphony.

"I have no grievances or enmity with your Excellency, why do you have to kill them all?"

When all the others died tragically and only the leader was left, he couldn't help asking.

"Half of the people on this planet died, but sinners like you survived. You have no chance to kill innocent people. Tonight, I will kill you."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a flash of sword light, and the two exchanged their positions, standing with their backs to each other.

One of them, dressed as a ronin, slowly retracted the knife into the sheath, only to hear a plop, and the gang leader behind him fell directly to the ground, with two points on his head!

There was a sudden heavy rain in the sky, which seemed to wash away the sins of the city.

However, just as the ronin was about to leave, the sound of dense footsteps suddenly came from both ends of the street.

The gangsters of nearly 1,000 people quickly surrounded him in the center with various guns, knives and other weapons.

It turned out that these people were just bait that was released, in order to attract this elusive ronin who did not kill countless people to appear!

Because they don't want to follow in the footsteps of their Tokyo friends.

Now the rumors about Tokyo have become a terrifying taboo, and no one who does not believe in evil and wants to find out, can come out alive.

However, the guy in front of him is obviously a ronin warrior with a higher force value. Now that he can't fly with his wings, he is no longer afraid of it!

"kill!"

Without any nonsense, nearly a thousand people rushed over with murderous intent!

Ronin indifferently pulled out the samurai sword again. Although he seemed to be in a desperate situation, as long as there was a chance, he would not give up.

It's just a 1VS1000 killing.

If you want to kill me, come on!

But at this moment, a strong bloody smell and a shrill scream came from the rear at the same time.

"Although the quality is a little worse, the quantity is still quite good, which saves me a lot of time."

A familiar voice caused the ronin who was under siege to look into the distance subconsciously.

"Thunder Purgatory!"

I saw the bright and dangerous electric light turned into a skynet, instantly slaughtering all the enemies in front of me!

There was no chance of any reaction, and no possibility of escape, only the smell of burnt barbecue came.

Fighting in the city, [Xin Red Pepper] can fully exert its greatest power, especially after charging in the socket created by [Goddess Basti], the ability of [Xin Red Pepper] has become pure electricity It is transformed into a more powerful electromagnetic force, but dealing with these wastes does not need to be so troublesome.

"Dior?"

When the person who came was holding a black umbrella and walked over the corpses on the ground to come to him, the ronin was stunned for a moment, and then called out the name.

As for the gangsters on the other side, they were almost scared out of their minds. They turned around and ran away without thinking, and while running, they shouted, "It's the Tokyo Evil Ghost, the Tokyo Evil Ghost is here! Run away!"

Tokyo ghost?

Ugly title.

"Wait for me, the garbage should go back to the dump."

And... rainy days are just right for thunderstorms, aren't they?

The crackling electric light rushed over in an instant. It was completely useless to escape. Maybe if Kuaiyin is still alive, you can try it, but these garbage...

The water vapor in the air cut off their last chance of escape. The electric light that [Xin Hong Chili] turned into was like a beautiful elf dancing, jumping recklessly.

One stroke of chain lightning made the smell of meat in the air even stronger, and even the rain in front of him couldn't wash it away.

"Suddenly I'm a little hungry, why don't you invite me for a drink?"

From the beginning to the end, Dior quickly killed nearly a thousand people without even lifting a finger, and gained a lot. These sinful souls were not wasted, and they were all 'eaten' by [World].

The ronin's gaze swept over the corpses all over the ground, and finally fell on Dio, put the samurai sword into the scabbard, put on the hood again, and nodded.

In an abandoned dwelling, the table was filled with various packaged foods as well as beer and whisky. The two sat face to face, and neither of them spoke for a while.

Looking at the lifeless appearance of the person in front of him, Dio sighed in his heart, then opened the whisky and poured two glasses, and then rubbed two ice cubes with his fingers and fell into the glass, making a crisp sound.

After pushing one of the cups to the other party, he couldn't help but say: "This thing is not easy to find in Neon Country, especially in this situation."

"I got it in the supermarket, and there are many more if you want to drink."

After thinking about it, the ronin still drank all the wine in his glass in one gulp. He always wanted to get drunk, but he didn't want to go down like this. He wanted to stay sober. He wanted to save his wife and children. He didn't want to come. At some point, his hands when he drew the bow were trembling.

So, just this cup, just this cup!

For this...friend.

Hawkeye slammed the ice cubes upside down on the table.

Dior suddenly understood what he meant, this cup was promised.

"You're still so disciplined, Barton."

"Too much alcohol numbs my nerves, reduces my reflexes, and makes my hands tremble when aiming, which is deadly for an agent."

"Agent? I remember you retired twice."

"Yeah, but every time there is a reason that I can't put down, let me take up arms and join the fight again. Maybe I shouldn't retire from the beginning, so maybe a lot of things won't happen."

Barton said with a self-deprecating expression, his eyes were a little blurry. Although it was only a cup, he was already a little 'drunk'.

"Trust me, everything can be salvaged. When the time comes, I will come to you again."

Dio drank the wine in the glass and stood up and said.

"How long do we have to wait?" Barton asked after being silent for a while.

"I don't know, maybe soon, maybe a few years."

"I see." Barton nodded, wondering what he was thinking, and then suddenly asked, "Is that Tokyo evil ghost you?"

"Just killing some bugs, it's not just you who need to vent."

"The country is falling fast."

"I know, otherwise Steve and the others would have come to trouble me."

"No, I mean, you took my job, man."

Dio froze for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "You're right, but your efficiency is too low, I don't have the patience to wait for you. That's it, go."

"A bastard!"

After Dior left, Barton poured himself another half of whiskey and tasted it carefully.

Well, the last cup.