Chapter 118 Guanshi Zhengzong
Shimizu Koji originally only planned to investigate the situation, which was the same as Tsukamoto Sumi's original intention.
But when he saw Tsukamoto Mumi, who was surrounded by the crowd and was locked in a battle, he knew that things had to move in an unknown direction.
Destiny is like this, always full of variables.
Shimizu Koji's eyes were slightly focused. He only had Onigashima and Tsuchimikado in his eyes. In other words, the object of his focus was the second son of Tsuchimikado, and the blue, ghost-like thing on his shoulder.
This not only confirmed his guess, but also made Michiko Tetsu's words flash through his mind again.
And these thousands of thoughts, in fact, are only a short moment.
In the courtyard, seeing Koji Shimizu's posture, Onijima Kageo took out his gun again without hesitation, and some of the club members behind him also raised their guns.
But the gunfire sounded, and Koji Shimizu also moved.
In other words, before the gunshot, he had already taken the lead - dancing!
The scarlet color in his eyes was undisguised, and a black magatama slowly rotated in it. With the night as the background, it was as dazzling as a pair of magnificent rubies.
Unable to see clearly by almost everyone, Koji Shimizu's figure was like a black lightning.
He jumped from the roof to the flash courtyard and passed behind Onigashima Kageo and Tsuchimikado.
It’s just a moment!
The sharp sword light flashed, and Tsuchimikado Jiro's big head flew up, and bright red blood sprayed in the moonlight. His face was surprised, but his eyes were still confident of victory.
Also falling to the ground next to him was Onishima Kageo, but Onishima Kageo still had a whole corpse left behind, so he was still dead.
That is to say, at the same time that the second son of Tsuchimikado died, the spiritual object on his shoulder slowly dissipated.
Koji Shimizu will not hold back just because he is curious about this extraordinary ability. In this case, if he doesn't take action, he will be killed.
Although the existing extraordinary ability user like Tsuchimikado Jiro is indeed as weak as Tetsumi Tomoko said. (Otherwise the world would not be controlled by ordinary people and plutocrats)
It's a little harder to kill than a chicken.
But Koji Shimizu has always acted like this. In a life-and-death battle, any extra thought may lead to a change in the outcome of the matter.
After killing Onigashima and Tsuchimikado instantly, Koji Shimizu's figure did not stop for a moment, and instantly rushed into the circle of people.
The club members who were originally able to fire without restriction suddenly lost their ability to fire.
He is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and like a mud cow entering the sea, it is difficult to catch his figure.
Many thugs in societies feel that the world is moving away from them before they even react.
Within seven steps, the gun is accurate and fast!
But within three steps, the knife is faster and more accurate!
When these gun-toting men were too close to care about their accomplices, the blood marks that kept appearing on their necks proved this.
There are actually only more than eighty people in total. Tsukamoto Sumi has knocked down nearly thirty people, but she herself has reached the end of her rope, otherwise the people on Onigashima would not wait for her to continue to 'kill' randomly.
However, they are still just well-trained members of the club. If Tsukamoto Sumi is like Shimizu Koji, who is accustomed to using swords, maybe the situation will be better?
But that's not even possible.
At least, she shouldn't be able to ignore the hail of bullets and fight her way out like Koji Shimizu.
Thump, thump, the heavy sound of corpses falling to the ground continued to sound.
When Koji Shimizu didn't hide the scarlet beauty in his eyes, he didn't intend to let go of the people here.
Tsukamoto Sumi gasped and took advantage of the chaos to kick down several of them. However, she could only dodge in embarrassment when faced with the gun-wielding club members.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, there is always a 'ding' sound, a crisp and sweet slash, splitting those bullets.
Then, he killed the person who fired the shot with a sword.
The figure of Koji Shimizu is like a black shadow of death, and the dancing blue sword light is like a sickle that is constantly swinging and reaping life.
The long knife in his hand drank blood, but it was precise and elegant. The knife only splashed a line of blood.
And soaked with more and more intense murderous intent, under the reflection of the moonlight, the blade of the sword is still as clear as steel, not stained with blood, as if, it is also like.
One minute later.
Tsukamoto Sumi lowered her guard and survived the desperate situation. She seemed to have lost a lot of strength in an instant, but at the same time, she also felt an indescribable depression in her heart.
She stared blankly at the masked but completely recognizable figure to her, because Koji Shimizu had not changed clothes, and they had just met in the afternoon of the day.
As Tsukamoto Sumi watched, Shimizu Koji slashed his sword across the necks of the last two guys who had knelt down to beg for mercy.
And as their corpses fell, the courtyard, which was originally so spacious that it was clearly visible from the ground, was littered with corpses. Dark blood flowed silently, watering the remaining weeds among the corpses.
This night is destined to shock people's hearts.
Shimizu Koji slowly sheathed his sword. There was not even a trace of blood on his body until now.
He stretched out his hand and pulled off the scarf that was used to cover his face.
If he had known this would be the case, there would be no need for him to prepare.
Turning around silently, Koji Shimizu cast his gaze at Tsukamoto Sumi behind him.
But Tsukamoto Sumi was not looking at him at this time, but looking down at her hands.
Is the gap so big?
Tsukamoto Sumi was lost in thought. Although she had expected that she would have magical powers like Shimizu Koji——
Right! ? There is also that!
Tsukamoto Sumi had a flash of inspiration in her mind and quickly looked back.
But she only saw the bodies separated on the ground, and did not see the fresh and alive Tsuchimikado Tsuneko.
Tsuchimikado Tsuneko was undoubtedly the one who died the most miserable among the people tonight.
Dying under Shimizu Koji's almost full-strength knife, Tsuchimikado Tsuneko was also a glorious death.
"Tsukamoto-senpai, do you have anything else to ask him? Do you think it's inappropriate for me to kill him like this?"
Shimizu Koji walked to Tsukamoto Sumi calmly, without any reaction after killing someone.
Tsukamoto Sumi looked sideways at Shimizu Koji's cold and indifferent profile. After a brief daze, she shook her head gently.
She looked at the corpses on the side, the pawns who had been knocked unconscious by her before.
One of them seemed to move his fingers, and it was this that attracted her attention.
She was silent for a few breaths, and suddenly reached out without looking back, and pulled out Masamune from Shimizu Koji's waist.
The sword light was cold, and Tsukamoto Suzumi closed her eyes and stabbed directly.
The sword blade entered the flesh like a fish swimming in the water, without any obstruction at all. Tsukamoto Suzumi opened her eyes again, and the 'corpse' had become a real corpse, and gurgling red blood was pouring out of his neck.
Tsukamoto Suzumi's hands, or her whole body, were trembling slightly, but she did not hesitate, and was ready to walk straight to the next 'corpse'.
But at this moment, Shimizu Koji finally reached out and grabbed her shoulder.
Tsukamoto Suzumi paused, and then said in a trembling voice without looking back: "We are accomplices."
Shimizu Koji was very surprised, he did not expect that Tsukamoto Suzumi would do this.
At least, it was unexpected that in such a short time, Tsukamoto Sumi made such a significant decision for her.
Tsukamoto Sumi slowly turned around, her eyes were a little sluggish, and it was not difficult to see that she was not used to killing people.
"Actually, there is no need to do this, or do you actually feel that they should not die?"
Shimizu Koji reached out and took Masamune back from Tsukamoto Sumi's hand. His words were understated, but they also hit Tsukamoto Sumi's heart hard.
They-should they die?
Tsukamoto Sumi had never dared to think so before, and even after seeing the corpses all over the ground, she couldn't help but feel cold in her heart.
It's not that she didn't know what her fate would be if Shimizu Koji didn't come.
But, she really didn't think about killing all these people without leaving a single one.
And the extraordinary calmness that Shimizu Koji showed after killing people, that kind of indifference to life, shocked Tsukamoto Sumi.
However, she was not shocked by Shimizu Koji's cold-bloodedness, because she also understood that this was a life-and-death battle.
Instead, she finally seemed to have broken the shackles of some kind of thinking at this moment, but she could only vaguely capture a little bit.
"Human society is full of rules and order, and most of us live in it. But if you encounter people who don't follow the rules, good and orderly people will often be bullied, and the strong will fight back."
"In fact, people who are not in the rules are no longer protected by the rules. Killing to stop killing, even if it means killing."
"Although it's a bit unexpected, I really didn't see it wrong, a handsome kendo boy~."
At this time, when Shimizu Koji was still communicating deeply with Tsukamoto Kazumi, a car had quietly left Takenoma Town.
In the driver's seat, Vermouth had one arm on the car window, and her eyes were blurred, as if she was recalling something.
The corners of her bright red lips were slightly raised, and she always had an intriguing smile, but this time she could clearly see a hint of satisfaction.
"So what will you do next?"
A hint of expectation appeared in Vermouth's eyes.
Five million dollars, although it was a sum she made on impulse, it was also a way to "get to know" Shimizu Koji the fastest and most profoundly.
As for whether it was worth it - Vermouth hadn't thought about this question for a long time.
Moreover, an orphan boy who cut sniper bullets with a sword...
Vermouth could hardly forget the swordsman who cut a speeding heavy truck with a sword.