Chapter 842 Sword Cutting VanFujino frowned as he looked at the breadmen approaching him aggressively.
Who have I offended again?
The gang that I offended when I solved a case before is coming to block me?
A criminal who was previously sent to prison escaped from prison to seek revenge?
Or was it that his identity as Rice Krispie Batman was exposed and he was blocked by Ambostera Industries?
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
However, these thoughts flashed through my mind and were thrown into the trash can in a moment.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound.
When Fujino came to his senses, he saw that the windshield of his Ford Taurus was shattered. It was smashed by a burly man dressed in black and wearing a gangster-style mask, holding a baseball bat.
Concentrating slightly, he sensed the situation around him.
At this time, the car was surrounded by a group of strong men. Each of them was holding a standard baseball bat, and they were wearing either a gangster mask or black stockings on their faces. They looked extremely professional.
"Bagya Road!"
"Get out of here and show me your teeth!"
A group of strong men surrounded the car, shouting and cursing, hitting the car windows with baseball bats, and trying to open the door.
Fortunately, the car will automatically lock when it is moving, so no matter how hard they try, even if they pull down the door handle, they cannot open the door.
With the blessing of [Super Driver·Machine Soul Arrival], the sturdiness of the car windows has increased exponentially.
For a moment, even if you use a hammer to smash it, you can only break it into pieces, but cannot break it completely.
Fujino did not take any action for the time being. He silently observed the strong men around him and marked them one by one in his heart.
There were a total of ten people, including the one sitting in the driver's seat, ready to run away at any time.
They were all strong men with burly backs and strong muscles, and from their unnatural postures and movements one could tell that they all had wounds on their bodies, showing that they had been through many battles.
If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be scared and at a loss.
But Fujino is a ruthless guy who can fight against Kyogoku Makoto.
They are just some strong men. Even if there are a hundred more of them, he can beat them so badly that even their own mothers won't recognize them.
To quote a certain American captain: "I can fight you guys all day long."
You can beat him, but you still have to observe.
Finally someone came to my door to get beaten.
If you let someone escape, you will suffer a huge loss.
Fujino thought about it in his mind, and when he felt the time was right, he took out his two swords from the space he carried with him.
One is the [Kikuchiyo] passed down by Suwa Yuji, and the other is the captured [Demon Sword Muramasa].
Fujino took a deep breath, then drew his two swords out of their scabbards with his backhand, staring at the burly man outside the broken car window in front of him, with a sharp cold light flashing in his eyes.
The clay Buddha still has some temper.
His car was smashed, so of course he was very angry.
Although he has the insurance from the Suzuki Zaibatsu, he doesn't need to spend money on repairs even if the car is smashed to pieces, but the premium will increase next year.
But if you think about it... this is the weird timeline of the scientific world.
I don’t know when it will be next year.
It seems like... I don't have to worry about insurance premiums in this life?
However, Fujino did not feel any better because the ghost timeline caused him no losses.
In short, he was very unhappy because his car was smashed, and since he was unhappy, he wanted to make the person who made him unhappy even angrier than him!
If a friend comes from afar, he will be killed even though he is far away!
With this thought in mind, he leaned forward slightly in the cab, held two long swords with the backs of the swords against his elbows, then rushed forward, crashing into the car window in front of him.
"Bang!" The car window glass was shattered by the blades on his arms.
Rushing out of the car, his body rolled on the hood, and stopped steadily in front of the car in a half-squatting posture, then slowly stood up.
The light of the steel knife was extremely sharp, and bits of cold light flashed before the eyes of the burly men around.
For a moment, a feeling of fear arose in their hearts. They all stood there in a daze, looking a little at a loss, with extremely strange expressions.
Fujino didn't say much. After briefly gathering his strength, he rushed straight towards the burly man in front of him who had been the most excited about smashing cars before.
Throw the two swords forward with the backs of the swords facing the enemy.
Fujino grabbed the handle of the knife, stepped forward, and slammed the back of the knife into the opponent's chest. The knife penetrated deeply into the chest and shattered the entire sternum.
The sturdy man who looked like he had a strong build flew backwards in an instant and hit the concrete wall beside the road hard, leaving several cracks on the wall. After that, there was no movement.
Fujino then turned around, his eyes locked on the other strong men around him. A pink-white light gradually became brighter around him, and the sword in his hand flashed silver lights in the dark night.
"boom!"
"what--!!"
"Crack!"
The dull sound of flesh hitting the road continued, screams were heard continuously, and the sound of bones and baseball bats breaking also echoed throughout the silent night.
Within a minute, the sound gradually faded away.
On the quiet path, the figures of sturdy men were scattered on both sides of the narrow road, and some were even hanging high on the concrete wall beside the road.
A slight cold wind blew in November and December.
It reflects a sense of desolation.
The scarred burly man in the cab of the van in front looked through the rearview mirror at the young man in black clothes standing on the dim road with two steel knives in his hands, and was stunned.
Scarface swallowed his saliva, his face turned pale as if he had seen a monster. He didn't care about his companion who was beaten so badly that even his own mother couldn't recognize him. He stepped on the accelerator, and with a "buzz!" sound of the engine, he drove away from the scene.
Fujino turned slightly, glanced at the fleeing van with the corner of his eye, then turned around and quickly followed it.
Now that he had started the fight, he had no intention of letting anyone escape.
As the saying goes, make the best of it. You've offended the detective and now you want to run away?
Fujino's steps were quick, his body leaning forward, his hands behind him, and he stomped the ground quickly and heavily in the running posture of a certain shadow ninja.
Now, it is very easy for him to catch up with a car just by relying on his legs. As long as the speed does not exceed 100 per hour, he can basically catch up.
It's called running, but in fact it's just rapid jumping, otherwise if you run more than ten meters per second, your feet would probably be sparking.
Every time he raised his foot, his body leaped four or five meters forward.
Soon, they caught up with the speeding van.
"Sakura Blizzard: Slash..."
Fujino's eyes were fixed on the back of the van. He exerted slight force on Kikuchiyo's right hand, and a warm white light gradually appeared on Kikuchiyo's blade.
A stream of cherry blossom petals fell and scattered in the air behind the black van.
Fujino slightly turned sideways, and Kikuchiyo burst into a dazzling light.
Then, he pushed the ground with his feet, creating a spreading crack on the asphalt road surface, and then his whole body flew into the air and slashed vertically towards the cherry blossoms.
"Om-!"
"Crack!"
“Sizzle…!!”
Following a sharp buzzing sound, a huge white light slashed through the middle of the van's body, and then the van's body covered with white light broke in the middle. The originally integrated body was split into two in an instant. The two sections of the car that were still speeding maintained stability for less than a second, and then the belly of the car fell down on the road, and the continuous friction with the road splashed bursts of sparks.
(End of this chapter)
