Of course, as an excellent bad boy, it is impossible to be afraid of someone like Samurai Head. Although there is some yearning, there is more anger and expectation.

The latter is because of having close contact with, or even fighting against, such a myth, while the former is because of the other party's arrogance.

...Actually, the fact that the Black Death came to attack Osaka is quite... particularly surprising.

There is a long distance between Tokyo and Osaka, and they are not neighbors in an apartment. They can be reached just outside the house.

Generally speaking, if you want to achieve the achievement of dominating the whole country, of course you have to conquer one region after another, slowly devouring and spreading like a flame.

After all, fights between large areas usually involve a large number of people. Movements of this scale cannot span very far, so it is true that the Black Death directly skipped the middle area to challenge the situation in Osaka... It's unruly and irrational, and probably because of this, there are only a dozen or so people coming to Osaka now.

It's both unexpected and extremely arrogant.

If you want to conquer Osaka with only a dozen people, why don’t you dare to be so arrogant when making a movie!

"Let's go say hello to Shinhwa!"

The samurai gave the first order, and the bad boys behind him immediately followed.

On one side were more than a dozen black figures dressed in uniform, and on the other side were tens of thousands of people, although there was no sign of uniformity at all, the entire road was blocked at a high speed, like a tide.

The contrast is sharp and the gap is huge.

But under the leadership of Sano, the members of the special attack team did not show any timidity, but became more and more excited.

...Of course they don't think that after a period of special training, they will be strong enough to fight one against a hundred or even against a thousand.

But as long as the person in front takes the lead, they will never feel that they will lose. It feels a bit...well, a dog fighting against the power of others.

On the wide street, Sano and his group walked very gracefully, their trench coats in special attack uniforms swayed with their steps, and their "Kill" masks made their eyes even colder.

The momentum began to rise continuously.

In a daze, Sano seemed to hear the BGM playing again.

It’s just that this time it’s in English and Sano can’t understand it…huh???

Can't understand!??

The corners of Sano's eyes twitched unconsciously, and his footsteps paused for a moment, and then his eyes turned slightly, without leaving a trace, he looked at the big black box carried on Huang Mao's shoulders, and the explosive English song

Move every time and hit every time.

Deafening.

...Damn it, I didn’t even notice it just now. Why did this guy bring a stereo with him when he was fighting!?
Chapter completed!