In the Radiation Base, the stationed squad was eating.
Two long tables with more than fifty people sat in two rows, each with their own bento box instead of sharing als.
However, the food was abundant, with vegetables, fruits, and rice balls all available, plus an individual roast chicken, a grilled fish, and two large steaks for everyone.
Akioni sat alone at a table, and in addition to the foods ntioned above, in front of him was a rib from an unidentified animal, no less than five kilograms.
But it was raw, and he was fussing over a furnace, grilling it now.
When it was almost done, he took off his mask, revealing a face covered with lumps, exceedingly ugly.
It turned out that it was because of his ugliness that he wore a mask. Although the evil ghost mask was fierce and hideous, compared to his own honored face, it was downright handso.
"Swoosh!" He drew a short blade and cut a piece to taste.
"Bring salt."
Imdiately, a henchman scurried off to get the salt.
He ran out of the base’s main gate, heading to a side room next door.
But once he went, he did not return.
Growing impatient, Akioni stabbed the short blade into the table and barked, "Damn it! Why is it taking so long!"
"My lord, I will fetch it for you." A close aide by his side stood up, walking out with an angry expression.
Yet, for a trip that should only take a minute, he was gone for more than two and did not return either.
"What the hell!" Akioni suddenly stood up, feeling alert inside.
He grabbed the evil ghost mask and put it on while his hand rested on the katana at his waist.
The Radiation Base was situated in a remote location, at the very edge of Yamaguchi Village. The main task of the stationed squad was actually to guard the place, to prevent sneak attacks from petty thieves.
So only about fifty people were eating, while the other half were outside, so doing chores, others patrolling, responsible for the lookout posts.
How could it be that two n in a row went and didn’t co back? There must be trouble.
"Swoosh!"
Seeing that Akioni was on alert, the other henchn also stood up one after another and drew their weapons.
A small team hurried to the doorway, looking sharply left and right.
Suddenly, two katanas descended from the sky.
"Whiz, whiz!"
"Thwack!"
Two blades struck from above, instantly piercing through the heads of the two leading henchn, entering from the foreheads and sticking into their chests, leaving only the hilt outside.
"Ah?"
"Enemy attack!"
"Up there!"
One person leaped up, jumping five or six ters high.
But he soon fell down, landing at the gateway, with his head tilted, already dead.
Blood stread from his seven orifices, and his skullcap had been crushed.
"Damn it!" The remaining henchn were not intimidated; with their superior numbers, about a dozen of them charged out and jumped towards the roof.
However, after a series of clashing noises, bodies began to fall like dumplings.
In no ti, a pile of dead Japanese henchn accumulated at the doorway.
"What!" This ti, the other henchn inside were shocked, hesitating to step outside.
Furiously, Akioni shouted, "Charles, have you co and not dared to show your face?"
He asked tentatively, but there was no response.
"If it’s not Charles’s gang, then it must be Bitter Head Alliance. Signal now!"
A minion imdiately thought of rushing inside to sound the alarm.
But just then, a person covered in blood and emaciated as if starved, darted in and threw a knife with a flick of his hand.
"Thwack!"
From over twenty ters away, he pierced the man and pinned him to the wall.
This move was strongly reminiscent of Sasaki’s signature trick, yet the newcor was definitely not Sasaki. This move had been replicated!
"From Bitter Head Alliance? You dare to initiate an attack?"
Seeing that the newcor was also Asian, Akioni thought he was from the Bitter Head Alliance.
The stranger’s gaunt appearance, resembling malnutrition, made the assumption all the more convincing.
"How many more of you are there? Co out all at once!"
Akioni, fearless, stepped forward with a stride that knew no kin, emitting a will to kill, intending to intimidate the intruder.
"Heh..." However, the person picked up a knife from the ground and simultaneously grabbed the doorknob.
The door at the Radiation Base was a sliding door, which he pulled forcefully, and the heavy door clattered shut.
He had voluntarily cut off his own retreat!
Or it seed as if he was afraid the group of Japanese was going to run away.
"Akioni, I’m here to claim your life."
Akioni was taken aback, realizing that there was just this one person who had co.
As soone who had been stationed for a long ti, he knew well that when a group of people ca to kill, they were usually a disorganized mob, likely local gangs or bandits coming to steal sothing.
But if a single person ca, one had to weigh carefully whether they were dealing with a master from sowhere...
After all, Yakuza was also a widely known organization that most people wouldn’t dare provoke just by hearing its na.
"Who exactly are you?"
"You had my body thrown into the mass grave, have you forgotten so soon?" the person said coldly.
Akioni was petrified, confused, a body thrown into a mass grave? Sothing recent?
Wasn’t that... the legendary Glass Man from three days ago?
"Eh~nani?"
More than fifty people uniformly let out exclamations in their dialect, their eyes bulging, necks outstretched like geese!
They all rembered this event and carefully eyed the blood-soaked figure before them, naturally recognizing him.
It was him! It was indeed him!
Gao Xin, only it was a drastically thinned version of Gao Xin!
What kind of joke was this? Wasn’t he supposed to have decomposed? How the hell did he co back?
Akioni was horrified: "Is it really you?"
"I’m here to claim your lives!" Gao Xin, with a knife in each hand moving forward, blood dripping step by step, all of it his enemies’.
He had already killed more than fifty people outside without any noise and cleared all the sentries!
In an instant, the whole place was in an uproar.
They still couldn’t accept the possibility that Gao Xin was alive.
What on earth had happened? Gao Xin’s situation had been certain death; how could he possibly have co back?
Had he crawled back from Hell?
At this thought, everyone involuntarily gasped in shock, a chill running down their spines despite the heat of the day.
"Don’t you co over here," a bald thug closest to Gao Xin said, backing away in fear.
This was an enemy they had never expected to face.
If it had been an old rival, they might not have been afraid to fight even if they couldn’t win, but the return of a man who should undoubtedly be dead sent shivers down the spines of the thugs.
Red Ghost scolded, "What are you afraid of!"
"Hmph, I really didn’t expect you to survive this. Who gave you the dicine? The Bitter Head Alliance, or Charles’s gang?"
"It couldn’t possibly be the Cassandra Won’s Group, right? That big-breasted woman never saves n."
He was convinced that Gao Xin had been saved by so bandit group in the wilderness, and he nad three factions one after another.
Gao Xin said calmly, "I made it myself."
"Huh? Hahaha!" Red Ghost was taken aback and then burst into laughter.
Making your own gene protector? Not even a ghost would believe that. It was sothing that only Xiao Ran could create; even his ordinary AI couldn’t do it.
For Gao Xin to say that he had made it himself was an utterly ridiculous joke.
"Heh, never mind, I don’t even want to know."
"Since you’re not dead and dared to co back, that’s perfect, I’ll just kill you again!"
"Attack, all of you! Slaughter him!"
Red Ghost was fierce, but he still let his subordinates go first to check Gao Xin’s abilities.
At this mont, there were still forty Yamaguchi Village enforcers left, and they surrounded him.
"Puchi!"
Gao Xin walked slowly, then suddenly transitioned from stillness to action!
In an instant, a forward thrust killed the bald thug... next to him.
That person hadn’t expected Gao Xin to kill him across soone else and didn’t react in ti.
The bald thug had thought the attack was aid at him and was already preparing a block to protect himself.
When he realized it wasn’t, he hurriedly swung his katana in retaliation since Gao Xin was leaning forward with his neck nearly in front of him.
But Gao Xin had more than one move prepared; he had another katana.
In the twinkling of an eye, he spun around, his second blade slashing from an unimaginable angle, slicing through the bald thug.
He also used the montum from slashing his enemy to spring back.
From the thrust to the spin and then rebounding like a roly-poly toy, the series of movents flowed together like a complex dance, executed in one go!
Thus he kept moving nonstop, suddenly turning to another side of the battlefield, striking with both blades at once.
"Ding ding!"
As he fought, even his katanas flew.
Throwing them up to spin in the air and descend again, he caught one just as he reached the other side, killing one person and throwing out another blade.
He continued killing from left to right, from south and slashing to the north.
"Puchichi," the nurous enforcers attacking were completely no match for him.
He even instantly threw a katana at anyone who tried to go inside the building to press the alarm, pinning them to the spot!
As Gao Xin fought, there were two and even three katanas spinning in the air at the sa ti.
"Who taught you to use a sword like this? Is this a juggling act?"
Red Ghost observed carefully, but soon beca puzzled, and couldn’t help but rage.
For him, a genuine swordsmanship instructor, Gao Xin’s way of wielding a katana was an absolute disgrace.
At the mont, Gao Xin perford all sorts of difficult moves as if randomly, yet infused with powerful and ferocious slashes. Conventional defenses were completely ineffective!
The enforcers genuinely didn’t know how to deflect such unpredictable attacks and often found themselves cut in critical areas and died with a single strike.
As a result, this seemingly fancy swordsmanship inexplicably turned out to be incredibly effective.
"Five... Five Blade Style?"
"Pshaw, it’s only good for beating weaklings anyway!"
"Thud thud thud!"
Red Ghost finally couldn’t sit still anymore; he gripped his katana and lunged forward.
His feet moved extrely fast, sprinting like an arrow, and delivered a slashing strike in a blink.
Gao Xin reacted quickly, striking with full force to intercept Red Ghost’s lateral slash.
"Clang!" The mont the sound of tal striking tal rang out...
A katana descended from the sky!
Gao Xin smiled as he grabbed it with his other hand, thrusting it at Red Ghost.
Even for the sake of speed, he didn’t grip the hilt but instead held the blade edge and struck, swift as a gust of wind.
It was then that Red Ghost finally felt the threat of Gao Xin’s peculiar sword techniques.
"Ha!" He pushed off the ground forcefully, thrusting his own katana upward.
Gao Xin was sent flying backward, naturally missing his mark.
But Gao Xin smiled, kicked off the ground while flying backward to gain even more height.
His hand holding the katana edge also didn’t swing aimlessly but suddenly let go.
What started as a stabbing motion with the katana suddenly turned into a javelin throw!
An overhead slam dunk, no less!
"What!"
Red Ghost was flabbergasted as Gao Xin’s motion flowed smoothly, executed in one breath.
He managed to dodge the vital point but was still pierced through the chest as the blade drove into the hilt, knocking him flying backward.
Red Ghost flew three or four ters away, toppling tables and chairs before staggering to stabilize himself.
"The real... real wolf?"
With a sword embedded in his chest, Red Ghost looked at Gao Xin in shock.
Gao Xin rely grinned: "Call ... the real brutal!"
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