“Quick, stop him!”
Witnessing this brutal scene, the yakuza yelled fiercely, but each of them ran faster than the last.
Tap, tap—
Shoes made a chaotic sound as they stepped on the floorboards, but quickly, all these sounds disappeared.
From both sides of Kyouhei Ichiro’s shoulders suddenly extended bone spikes several meters long, like enlarged spider legs, the sharp tips pierced through all the fleeing people, lifting them up.
“Whoosh!!”
The people strung up by the skeletal spider legs widened their eyes, blood gushing out of their hearts.
In the corridor, a female general wearing a bathrobe fell to the ground with a thud, staring in horror at the incomprehensible scene before her.
Kyouhei Ichiro turned his head to look at her, his eyes were cold and emotionless, a white bone whip several meters long gently swayed behind him, hanging with a few corpses like they were being hung.
“Woo-woo!!”
The female general covered her mouth, her whole body trembling, but she managed to refrain from screaming.
Her sanity was frantically warning her that screaming at this time would only anger the monster in front of her, and she would definitely be killed, so she had to stay calm, she had to stay calm.
“You you you are here to see Chairman Ishii?”
The female general's mind was blank, but she still managed to squeeze out a smile.
“Where is he?”
The two white bone whips behind Kyouhei Ichiro gently swayed.
“Please please follow me......”
The female general tried to stand up, but her legs were shaking, and she couldn't even stand up, she could only crawl slowly on her knees.
When she crawled to the sliding door decorated with ancient patterns, she pulled it open with all her might.
“Whoosh!”
As the wooden door opened, the hot steam inside rushed out.
Along with it came all sorts of boisterous arguing and cursing.
“Damn it, can’t you use a bit more force?”
“Ikeda, I heard your group has new goods, can I borrow them for a couple of days…”
In the hot spring water, a group of burly men with dragons and tigers tattooed on their bodies sat around, even without looking at the tattoos, just by their faces, you could tell they were vicious yakuza.
Surrounding the hot spring were women wearing bathrobes, some with their shoulders half-exposed, smiling numbly, as if it were commonplace.
“Whoosh!!”
With the sliding door being forcefully pulled open, the yakuza members closer to the door involuntarily turned their heads to look.
One of them even cursed: “Are you trying to die? Pulling it so hard…”
Before he could finish his sentence, his entire face, including his tongue, froze completely.
Behind the female general, Kyouhei Ichiro slowly walked over, the white bone whip extending from his back still had corpses strung on it.
Blood flowed from the hollow of the corpses' hearts, then flowed down along the tilted arc of the bones.
“What what kind of monster is this?!”
An uproar broke out in the hot spring.
One by one, the men with dragons and tigers tattooed on their bodies stood up, protecting their boss.
“You are Ishii?”
Kyouhei Ichiro turned his gaze towards the man they were protecting, a man in his fifties, who looked fair and well-fed, more like a businessman than a yakuza leader.
“Yes, yes, this humble one is Ishii Seiichi.
Ishii had also fought hard in his younger days, but seeing the Kyouhei Ichiro in front of him, who was like a demon, he couldn’t summon any courage to resist, he could only force a smile and stammer: “Sir, if you have any troubles, this humble one still has some influence in Kyoto, and can help you solve them.”
“Really?”
Kyouhei Ichiro smiled, the white bone whip behind him shot out, piercing Ishii's abdomen, lifting him up.
“Poof!”
“Poof!!”
More white bone whips grew from his back, wildly dancing, piercing through the bodies of all the yakuza members in the room.
Kyouhei Ichiro raised his head, looking directly into Ishii’s terrified eyes, calmly said: “My only trouble right now is how to send you all to hell!!”
...
【Skeleton Bloodline lv2】
Mihoshi Town, inside the psychological clinic, Gu Jue's expression was a bit strange.
He really didn’t expect that Kyouhei Ichiro would be so compatible with the Skeleton Bloodline skill, in just half a day, the experience feedback had allowed the Skeleton Bloodline to level up.
“He's a talent.”
Gu Jue nodded in admiration, feeling that the tool man he found this time was better than the last one.
He had not wasted the Skeleton Bloodline and Hidan's Undying Body he had given him.
Moreover, Kyouhei Ichiro’s ability to stir things up was not bad either, he had already increased his Willpower by seven to eight hundred in a short time.
There should be a large amount of income coming in afterwards.
“Worth increasing investment.”
Giving this tool man a passing grade, Gu Jue checked on the situation with the Black Organization.
“Caw, caw—“
In the Hida City under the jurisdiction of Gifu Prefecture, Japan, several red-eyed crows landed on a large tree.
Beside the large tree, you could vaguely see the ruins of what was once a temple.
Inside the temple, the four-armed, four-legged statue of the Two-Headed Sukun, had its head broken off, and there were potholes everywhere.
“Rustle, rustle!!”
At this time, the bushes shook, Gin and Vodka, wearing black suits, slowly walked over.
“Boss, I’ve already checked it out.”
Vodka said with some pride: “In ancient times, Danshogawa was in the mountains of Gifu Prefecture’s Hida City, there was a temple dedicated to the Two-Headed Sukun, it is said to have been built several hundred years ago.”
“Is this the temple you’re talking about?”
Gin had already noticed the ruined walls in the distance, he turned around and looked coldly at this idiot.
“...... Shouldn’t be.”
Vodka scratched his head in confusion, he called the Hida Mountain guide who provided him with the information, threatening him with harsh words.
“Boss, I’ve checked it out.”
After a while, Vodka hung up the phone, dejectedly said: “That guide also heard it from his grandfather, that there was once a temple dedicated to the Two-Headed Sukun here.”
“Later, because of the war, the monks in the temple moved away, they don’t know where they moved to.”
“Go check it out then.”
Gin said coldly: “Start from the local chronicles of Hida City and find out the names and whereabouts of those monks.”
“Oh.”
Vodka left in disgrace, but returned excitedly after less than half an hour.
“Boss, I found it! This temple was created by a monk named Kyouhei Seigi, he seemed to be quite famous, and even went to Kyoto to preach.”
“Kyoto?”
Gin frowned, he was about to ask about the whereabouts of those monks, but his mobile phone suddenly rang.
“Hello… yes, I know.”
Not long after, Gin hung up the phone and looked at Vodka, saying: “No need to check anymore, a murderer who can control bones appeared in Kyoto, his name is Kyouhei Ichiro.”
......