Chapter 211

In an instant, a group of fully armed soldiers burst out of the office, surrounding Kuchiki Senya.

"Heh heh!" Kuchiki Senya merely smiled faintly, then his figure vanished from the spot in a flash.

The next second, Kuchiki Senya appeared beside one of the soldiers and threw a punch.

"Crack!" The soldier's ribs shattered, and he collapsed, vomiting blood and passing out.

"Thud!"

Kuchiki Senya appeared beside another soldier, threw another punch, and killed him on the spot, sending the corpse flying.

In just a short while, more than ten of them had been taken care of by him.

But just then, the wail of police sirens rang out. Several police cars stopped near the building, and seventy or eighty policemen stepped out of them, guns in hand.

They rushed into the office and pointed their guns at Kuchiki Senya.

"Don't panic, he's one of us!" Kitaoka Ryoko hurriedly stopped everyone, then said to Kuchiki Senya, "Mr. Kuchiki Senya, do you need me to call an ambulance?"

"No need." Kuchiki Senya said flatly, then turned and walked out. He knew he had been exposed and had to leave quickly, or trouble would surely keep coming.

· ·· Begging for flowers · ·

Watching Kuchiki Senya's departing back, Fujiwara Toshiro's lips curled into an amused smile.

"Heh heh, Kuchiki Senya, let's see how you escape!" Fujiwara Toshiro muttered.

The moment Kuchiki Senya stepped out of the office, he saw four youths—three men and one woman—walking toward him from ahead. Their clothes were splendid, their bearing extraordinary; clearly they were all sons of wealthy families.

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Kuchiki Senya's gaze fell on one of them—a handsome, dashing, slender youth with a gold watch on his wrist and a dragon tattoo on his arm.

"Who are you?" The youth saw Kuchiki Senya standing at the door, and his brows knit slightly as he asked.

"Kuchiki Senya." Kuchiki Senya replied calmly.

The youth's eyes flew wide, his pupils contracted, every hair on his body stood on end, and he shrieked in terror, "You're that legendary super pervert?!"

"What do you think?" Kuchiki Senya said flatly.

The youth was scared out of his wits, and scrambled away on all fours toward the distance.

Kuchiki Senya did not stop him—he really wasn't very good at dealing with spoiled rich brats.

"I say, what is going on here? Why did you bring me to Tokyo?" Kuchiki Senya turned to look at Kitaoka Ryoko, his eyes cold as he spoke.

"I think you understand our plan as well!" Kitaoka Ryoko said. "You are an extremely important part of our plan, so to keep you from resisting, we can only inconvenience you for a while." Nai.

203, I Agree!

Kuchiki Senya nodded, then said, "Fine! I agree! But I hope you will keep your word and let me leave Tokyo."

"Don't worry about that. Once you have fully fused with that nuclear warhead, I will naturally let you leave." Kitaoka Ryoko said lightly.

Kuchiki Senya nodded, then closed his eyes to rest and recuperate.

Kitaoka Ryoko and Fujiwara Toshiro did not disturb him either; each found a sofa and lay down to sleep.

Both Kitaoka Ryoko and Fujiwara Toshiro knew the place was absolutely safe, because the entire building was wrapped in the special "550" defensive measures—even a missile would have a hard time breaking through.

Half an hour later, Kitaoka Ryoko opened her eyes, looked at Kuchiki Senya and said, "It's about time now, we can make our move. Remember, try to take him alive!"

"I understand. I won't kill him." Kuchiki Senya nodded and said, "At the very least, he doesn't deserve to die at my hands."

Saying that, he pushed open the door and left the office.

Tokyo suburbs.

Kitaoka Ryoko and Fujiwara Toshiro were eating. On the table were two Western meals, two bottles of red wine, three steaks, and a glass of freshly squeezed juice.

Kitaoka Ryoko elegantly enjoyed her food while observing the surroundings—she had to make sure nothing could go wrong.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, a glint flashed in Kitaoka Ryoko's eyes—Kuchiki Senya had appeared in her line of sight.

At this point, Kuchiki Senya had changed into an all-black outfit. He was a bit shorter than an average person, but looked especially well-proportioned and sturdy.

His face was Bai Xi and handsome, his sword-like brows slanted upward, and his long, deep, pitch-black eyes betrayed a streak of wild, untamed spirit—giving one the feeling of an untamed, wild horse that had slipped its reins.

"You've finally shown up." A brilliant smile curled on Kitaoka Ryoko's lips, and a thick excitement glittered in her eyes. "It was worth waiting here for you all this time."

Seeing Kuchiki Senya and the smile on Kitaoka Ryoko's face, Fujiwara Toshiro couldn't help but swallow, a trace of fear surfacing in his eyes.

Although he already knew how ferocious Kuchiki Senya was, only after clashing with him in person did he realize Kuchiki Senya was truly brutal.

Kuchiki Senya walked slowly until he was within two meters of Fujiwara Toshiro and Kitaoka Ryoko, then stopped. His eyes fixed intently on the two as he said, "What do you want?"

Hearing Kuchiki Senya's words, Fujiwara Toshiro couldn't help but secretly heave a sigh of relief. He had thought Kuchiki Senya was blaming them for kidnapping him.

"Kuchiki Senya, the reason we've invited you here today is mainly to ask you a few things." Kitaoka Ryoko said with a smile.

"Go ahead." Kuchiki Senya said flatly.

"First, how exactly did you kill Fujiwara Koji and Yamamoto Takeo?" Kitaoka Ryoko asked, puzzled. The intel she had obtained back then never mentioned Kuchiki Senya possessing such power, because that intel was completely fake.

Hearing this, a shadow of gloom flashed in Kuchiki Senya's eyes, and he fell silent.

Seeing Kuchiki Senya like this, Kitaoka Ryoko's eyes filled with confusion.

"Since you don't want to say it, forget it. We won't force you." Kitaoka Ryoko said, shaking her head slightly.

Seeing Kuchiki Senya still not speaking, Fujiwara Toshiro couldn't help but mutter, "Ryoko, is he sick or something?!"

Hearing that, Kitaoka Ryoko couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"What exactly do you want? I advise you to give up this absurd idea! Otherwise I'll make you pay the price." Kuchiki Senya suddenly raised his head and said, a hint of viciousness surfacing on his face.

Kitaoka Ryoko's eyes narrowed slightly, then she continued, "Your strength is indeed formidable—you can even rival me. But with the two of us together, do you really think you can beat us? Not to mention we have plenty of manpower this time—you can't fly away even if you grew wings."

The viciousness on Kuchiki Senya's face gradually faded, and he said, "If you want to ask something, just say it. Stop testing me—it's useless."

Kitaoka Ryoko nodded, then said bluntly, "You killed three people in Tokyo—they were Japanese, right?"

"That's right, I killed them." Kuchiki Senya openly admitted it.

"What I want to ask is, what crimes did they actually commit? That they ended up being killed by you." Kitaoka Ryoko asked, frowning.

"They wanted to violate others—that is an unforgivable sin. They had to die." Kuchiki Senya said slowly, a chilling glint in his eyes.

GLOSSARY:

Kuchiki Senya, Kitaoka Ryoko, Fujiwara Toshiro, Fujiwara Koji, Yamamoto Takeo, Tokyo

"Among those three Japanese, is one of them Saga Group's president, Saga Koji?" Kitaoka Ryoko asked. "If so, then there's no need to say more."

204. They Are Dead Too

"Saga Group's president, Saga Koji? He is indeed dead!" Kuchiki Senya said. "Besides him, the other two were helmsmen of famous Japanese commercial groups, but they are dead too."

Hearing this, Kitaoka Ryoko could not help but slightly frown and said: "Then that's strange — the president of Saga Group and three financial tycoons killed at the same time, could it be your doing?"

"It was I who killed them, but I am not someone who kills the innocent indiscriminately." Kuchiki Senya said indifferently.

"Kuchiki Senya, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. I'll tell you, even if you don't want to talk today, we will have other ways to extract from your mouth the information we need to know." Kitaoka Ryoko said lightly.

Although Kitaoka Ryoko was a mere woman, her body concealed a tremendous, imposing presence, making her whole person appear dashing and full of charm.

"Then come and try! Who lives and who dies is still unknown." Kuchiki Senya said without the slightest fear.

"Kuchiki Senya, don't force me to make a move, otherwise…" Kitaoka Ryoko's face instantly became covered in frost.

"Heh, I'd very much like to witness the fine tricks of you, Kitaoka Ryoko." Kuchiki Senya looked at Kitaoka Ryoko with contempt. "Don't waste time, bring out whatever tricks you have quickly."

Killing intent burst forth in Kitaoka Ryoko's eyes, and she suddenly shouted: "Move!"

The moment the words fell, Kitaoka Ryoko and Fujiwara Toshiro charged at Kuchiki Senya simultaneously, preparing to capture him and then torture out the secrets behind him.

Unfortunately, although the speed of the two of them was not weak, Kuchiki Senya's speed was even faster!

Kuchiki Senya dodged the attacks of the two in an instant, then kicked both of them flying, and immediately turned and ran.

The faces of Kitaoka Ryoko and the other changed drastically, and they quickly stood up and gave chase.

"Kuchiki Senya, you can't run!" Kitaoka Ryoko snorted coldly.

"Kitaoka Ryoko, you bunch of fools, daring to beat the grass and startle the snake! You're seeking death!" Kuchiki Senya snorted coldly, his voice reaching the ears of Kitaoka Ryoko and the other.

The faces of Kitaoka Ryoko and Fujiwara Toshiro changed drastically upon hearing this.

The two of them immediately understood what was going on.

The reason Kuchiki Senya had chatted with them earlier was not out of fear or cowardice, but to feign composure.

"Bastard, how dare you toy with us!" Fujiwara Toshiro cursed furiously.

Kitaoka Ryoko narrowed her eyes slightly, a piercing killing intent erupting from deep within, and an overwhelming murderous aura radiating from her entire body.

"You two are both trash, let me do it myself!" Kitaoka Ryoko said coldly. Her right hand reached into her bosom and drew out a handgun.

The barrel of this handgun was dark and gleaming, as if coated in venom, and three glittering yellow gems were inlaid at the grip.

Kitaoka Ryoko gripped the handgun, then aimed the muzzle at Kuchiki Senya's head, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The crisp sound of the shot echoed through the hotel lobby.

Unfortunately, the bullet did not hit Kuchiki Senya.

Kitaoka Ryoko's brow furrowed slightly, and she snorted coldly, pulling the trigger once more.

"Bang bang bang!" Kitaoka Ryoko fired continuously, emptying every bullet in the chamber.