I'm a Hokage in Tokyo

"It hit!"

The feel of the samurai sword hitting the real thing made Iijima Aihong ecstatic.

Is it really necessary to use a knife to deal with monsters? In folk tales and legends, it has never been heard of killing monsters with bullets. Instead, there are countless anecdotes about swordsmen and warriors killing monsters with knives.

There are also monsters who only dare to bully good people in the stories, and shy away from evil people like him. This is what ghosts are afraid of evil people, so monsters should also be afraid of evil people.

In this way, Iijima Aihiro might really be able to kill this shark-faced monster with the samurai sword in his hand, subdue demons and demons, and kill a bloody path!

But he soon discovered that it was strange. Although it was the tactile sensation of hitting a real object, it was different from the feeling of hitting a human body before. Instead, it was as smooth as cutting into water.

Iijima Aihiro's samurai sword slashed vertically from the left shoulder of Kisame Kisame's belly in one go.

An ordinary person might be cut in half under this kind of attack, but Kisame Kisame still looked indifferent, and the wound didn't bleed, but the water surface where the cut was smooth.

The water splashed at the fracture, and then gathered again. The body of the dried persimmon ghost seemed to be made of water, and there were still bubbles in the body.

Iijima Aihiro's samurai sword was stuck in the belly of Kisame Kisame. He tried his best to pull it out, but he remained motionless as if he had sunk into a swamp.

"Hey, instead of running away, are you actively attacking me?"

A webbed hand reached out, grabbed Iijima by the neck and lifted him up.

The samurai sword stuck in the belly of the dried persimmon ghost slid down from the body without stagnation, and hit the ground with a loud bang.

"Among so many sinners, you are the only mortal who has the courage to attack me. But how can mortals resist God!"

There was a trace of appreciation in the dry persimmon ghost shark's tone. He raised the other palm, and the water splashed in the palm, condensing into a water blade more than one meter long.

"Hmph, salted fish monster, hack me to death!"

Iijima Aihiro stared at a pair of bloodshot old eyes, and said viciously.

Iijima Aihiro, who has experienced the golden years of gangsters, hates the Metropolitan Police Department, hates the contemporary gangsters in Fira, hates the lost thirty years of economic downturn, hates the government that uses gangsters as chamber pots, and hates sissies The Reiwa reign, and even more hated himself for being unsatisfactory and depraved.

Since this era is no longer suitable for the survival of a real yakuza like him, at the end, being hacked to death in the fire like a yakuza can be regarded as fulfilling his wish, and he can die in peace!

Moreover, it was a monster who hacked him to death, and some of his old brothers were blown away when they saw them in hell.

"It will be your turn later."

Dried persimmon ghost smirked, and the water blade in his right hand came out, cutting the Chengzhi group leader hiding under the desk, along with the desk, in half.

The shark folds on both cheeks opened and closed slightly, Kisame Kisame showed a ferocious smile at Aihiro Iijima:

"Do you know what the most painful way to die is? As the lord of Arakawa, I have seen countless mortals who drowned in Arakawa, many of whom committed suicide, but they regretted it at the last moment."

"Drowning is one of the most painful ways to die. Before death, the drowned person chokes water into the lungs every time he breathes, which is as painful as a thousand knives. So at the last moment, they will instinctively try to grab something. To relieve pain, so the fingernails of the drowned are often filled with sand."

"You can try this kind of despair too."

A stream of water gushed out from his left hand, forming a water polo with a diameter of two meters and wrapping Iijima Aihiro inside.

"Gululu!"

Aihiro Iijima choked a series of air bubbles from his mouth and nose, struggled and kicked his hands and feet in the water polo, with an expression of extreme pain on his face.

A minute later, the water polo suddenly disintegrated and fell to the ground. Only then did Aihiro Iijima get out of the pain of drowning, kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath.

He raised his head and looked at the cyan shark monster with fear in his eyes.

"The smell of blood from your soul is one of the best among so many sinners. It should have caused you to die in great pain. But seeing the courage you showed with that knife, I will give you a quicker death."

Kisame Kisame carried Iijima Aihiro to the roof of the building like he was catching a chick.

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Minamikasai Police Station Chief Miyano Police Department drove the police car with a look of eagerness and excitement, and drove the two police cars behind him by several bodies.

"Director! Don't drive so fast, there is still a lot of fog."

The police officer of the co-pilot couldn't stand this kind of lightning speed, so he couldn't help dissuading him.

There was still a lot of fog on the driveway, and the fog was hazy, not only the Arakawa on the left was covered with water mist, but also the roadside buildings on the right were engulfed in fog, and the signboards could barely be seen.

"If you're late, you won't be able to catch up."

"I know you are very impatient, Director, but why did the leader of Chengzhi Group suddenly surrender himself? Is there any fraud in this?"

"I don't care whether the leader of Chengzhi's team was on drugs or high, or the Buddha appeared and made him reform. With the recording of the phone call, we can arrest him even if he repents on the spot. This is a golden opportunity. "

Director Miyano's eyes were full of fire, and he stepped on the accelerator:

"As long as the dozens of kilograms of goods mentioned by the Chengzhi Group are true, then I can go one step further... No, it is to pull out a cancer for Edogawa District! I and the drug dealers of these poisoned citizens There is no balance!"

Director Miyano drove a police car to the headquarters of the Makoto Group, glanced at several cars parked nearby, and hurried to the headquarters building with three police officers without waiting for the follow-up police cars to arrive.

There was silence all the way to the gate.

"Why is it so quiet? Could there be an ambush?" The police officer before felt something was wrong and whispered in Director Miyano's ear.

"You've watched too many Dahe dramas, how can Yakuza dare to ambush the police in Tokyo?"

Director Miyano said disapprovingly, and walked straight to the gate.

Then I saw bloody water oozing from the bottom of the gate, rushing down the steps.

"No, this is the smell of blood! Be alert! Don't act rashly, wait for the follow-up police car to arrive before acting together."

Director Miyano's expression changed, he put his hand on the gun at his waist, and found a cover to hide.

After a minute or two, two more police cars drove up, and seven or eight people got off.

Leaving half of the people watching outside, Director Miyano led the rest and carefully opened the door.

Seeing the corpses with detached bodies lying on the thick layer of water in the lobby on the first floor, Director Miyano's expression changed instantly when he saw the corpses scattered all over the field!

"We're the police! Is there anyone alive?"

The policemen of Nankasai Police Station patrolled the lobby on the first floor with guns as if they were facing an enemy, but they received no response.

"Could it be Huobing? But the violent group of Huobing doesn't want to chop off the head, and it's not a warrior asking for the head. The wound doesn't look like a knife cut, but there are tooth marks."

Director Miyano lowered his head to carefully examine one of the headless corpses, full of doubts.

"Director, there are survivors here."

Director Miyano rushed over after hearing the words, and saw a young man leaning against the wall with a police holster on his waist.

"Are you a policeman too? Which department are you from?"

"Organized Crime Countermeasures Department... Now is not the time to talk about this, the monster, no, it is Arakawa Water God, rushed in and took the Makoto group!" The young police officer was still a little dazed, as if thinking of something, he suddenly said.

Monster, what monster? It seems that the leader of Chengzhi Group also mentioned some monsters on the phone?

At this moment, only the police officers who stayed outside suddenly made a noise. Director Miyano rushed outside and looked up at the roof according to the call of the police officers.

I saw a cyan strange man in a classical robe, carrying a person to the edge of the roof like a garbage bag in his hand.

As soon as he threw it away, the person hit his head on the ground, and the red and white splashed all over the ground.

Director Miyano's pupils shrank when he saw the weird blue man on the roof whose appearance was obviously different from ordinary people.

"Everyone evacuate! This is beyond our police station's ability to deal with it. It must be reported to the Metropolitan Police Department immediately!"