Who dares to stare at the darkness for a long time?

Maybe when you are staring at the darkness, an evil ghost suddenly jumps out from it and eats your face.

Since he was cut off his hand and foot tendons with a mercury-stained dagger a year ago, Itomori has known that the world is even more terrifying than he thought.

The secret blood of the dragon flowing in his body indeed gave him speed and power far beyond ordinary people, which also made him the trump card of the underground black fist in Tokyo.

But Itomori also knew that he was not unique.

There are many people in the entire Tokyo capital who have the secret blood of the dragon. Compared with ordinary people, he is indeed very powerful, but compared with the aliens who really have the powerful secret blood of the dragon, his strength is only at medium level.

Itomori will never forget the defending battle he had at the club ten years ago. It was a replacement battle known as the new and old boxing champions, and he wanted to challenge the club's old boxers.

The other party also has the secret blood of the dragon and is powerful. At that time, as a new ace, the two of them were equally strong, but the only difference is that he is still young and the other party is already old.

For this showdown, the club released news in advance on the black market. Countless people frantically opened the market and the bets accumulated to one billion yen.

It was a battle of attention from the underground world.

At the beginning of the showdown, the old boxing champion showed strong offensiveness. He knew that his strength was not as good as before. When facing Itomori, a newborn junior, who was entangled and caught in a deadlock, he would eventually face a desperate situation.

Under the storm-like attack, Itomori temporarily fell into a disadvantage, but soon the latter rushed up with his strong endurance and explosive power. After a fierce battle, the old boxing champion was about to be defeated, and Itomori was about to be truly crowned the new king's crown.

But the other party suddenly became violent, his golden eyes became extremely bright, his expression was ferocious, and when he sucked at him with all his might, he was like a demon grinding teeth and sucking blood, trying to tear his throat and swallow his blood crazily.

Itomori felt death for the first time.

Even though he had the secret blood of a dragon, his body and spiritual will were stronger than ordinary people, he was shocked when facing this scene.

The other party rushed up fiercely and bit his shoulder.

At the critical moment, Itomori avoided the vital points with her instinctive reaction from years of fighting, and the pain on her shoulder allowed him to wake up.

He grabbed the other person's hair and threw it aside, but before he could catch his breath, the other person rushed up again.

The turmoil of the battle escalated again.

The audience stood up excitedly.

At this moment, the light in the audience suddenly became dark, all the lights went out, and even the emergency lights did not light up in time.

The whole audience fell into chaos.

The evil old boxing champion became excited, and everyone, including Itomori, seemed to have become his prey. He let out a bloodthirsty roar and couldn't wait to pounce on the people present.

But Itomori saw men wearing black windbreakers walking from all over the ring in the dark.

If the place where these people are distributed is drawn, it will be a big net, and the entire arena is the center of the big net.

They all held daggers with cold lights in their hands. Although he also saw the hot weapons on the other party, they might have taken out the cold weapons on their bodies to avoid panic.

The old boxing champion is like a crazy beast. When he sees these men in black arrive, he will go forward and snatch it.

Puff puff puff —

These people made a decisive move, stabbing all the deadly points on the old boxing champion with one knife.

Even if the other party struggles violently, it is still inevitable that the miserable end of being stabbed by the dagger frequently, and the prey and the hunter change in an instant.

Soon the old boxing champion was bleeding, and the iron-green blood flowed all over the ground. Finally, the other party knelt heavily in front of Itomori.

He saw with his own eyes that the other party's fiery golden eyes slowly faded in front of him, and eventually turned into a solid like carbon black, like two pitch-black glass balls.

Itomori was cold all over.

He didn't expect that the old boxing champion who was as violent as an evil ghost the moment before, who made him feel the breath of death was killed by these people so quickly. When the other party's body was carried away by these people, it felt like he was cleaning up garbage.

Those men in black windbreakers walked by him indifferently.

"If you don't want to die, just control your bloodline honestly."

One of the men glanced at him coldly, and the collar of the other party's windbreaker was slightly flipped, and Itomori saw the pattern of the half-dead world tree on the lining of the other party.

At that moment, he realized that having the secret blood of the Dragon is not something that can do whatever he wants. There are also judicial institutions similar to supervision in Tokyo. Once the person who is out of control of the secret blood of the Dragon is bound to be a killing like a execution.

That old boxing champion is a living example. The other party wants to defeat him and forcibly activate his secret blood in exchange for powerful power.

In fact, Ito Mori also sensed that mysterious aura many times, as if he could become very powerful as long as he crossed that line, he could become very powerful, so powerful that he could tear everything apart.

But in the dark, another voice in his mind warned him that once he crossed that line, he would die miserably.

Until he saw the outcome of the old boxing champion.

Even though Itomori's strength has become stronger and stronger over the years, he never dared to show off and even pretended to be careful. In the dark, he is a violent boxing champion, but usually an ordinary employee in a convenience store. He receives a meager salary every month and occasionally gives greedy little girl lollipops as gifts.

Because he knew that there was a layer of black net that ordinary people could not see above Tokyo, and he was always supervising these secret blood warriors.

The reason why this black net has not been reduced is that his bloodline has always been stable.

However, under the decade of disguise and calmness, he even thought that he had been eliminated from the other party's supervision, so that after being framed, he now desperately wanted to rise again.

At this moment, itomori trembled all over when he saw the man taking out the ID.

On the one hand, it is because of the severe pain, and on the other hand, it is the fear from the depths of the soul. After many years, he once again felt the fear that was once dominated.

The man said calmly: "I'll introduce myself, Kassel College's Japanese branch, executive officer Genjiso."

Itomori's face turned pale. He looked at the former and said incoherently incoherently: "No, no, no, executive, I'm fine. My bloodline has always been very stable. I have been controlling myself well over the years."

"But those who were killed by you don't think so."

Yuan Zhisheng opened his mouth coldly, and the wind blew his black windbreaker, lined with blue yaksha ghosts and naked female ghosts. They twisted and rose in the flames, as gorgeous as a Ukiyo-e picture.

Itomori felt a violent aura surge towards him, making his front body tilt back. This young man, who seemed to be only twenty-six or seven years old, was like a ghost from hell in his eyes.

"Sir, I haven't lost control. The reason why I have become stronger is because my bloodline has evolved!

A year ago, I was picked out and my hands and tendons were broken, but I did not give up. I trained myself every day. With my persistence, my bloodline was broken and then welcoming a rare evolution, and I was reborn because of this!" Itomori said quickly.

He knew very well what kind of punishment he would receive once he was found to have lost control of his bloodline. It was the most violent and violent dark law, bloody and cruel, and no one had ever shaken it in these years.

Itomori even occasionally recalls the old boxing champion's face after kneeling heavily in front of him, and the other party's carbon black eyes were filled with coldness and ridicule.

"So... it's evolved."

Yuan Zhisheng narrowed his eyes.

Behind him, Sakura came with a dagger.

The former plays casually.

"Yes, yes! Executioner!"

Thinking that Genjimoto was relieved, Itomori seemed to see hope of living, and quickly said excitedly.

But the next moment, the dagger suddenly pierced through Itomori's wrist. With the huge penetration force, its wrist was nailed to the cement floor. Iron-green blood gushed out of the torn artery and sputtered everywhere.

"Ahhhh!"

The severe pain in his wrist made Itomori scream in pain. He looked at the young man who slowly moved his wrist in front of him in fear, and didn't even see clearly when the other party took action.

"You were ruined a year ago, how about you? Do you still feel like you're broken and then standing up?"

Genjiso looked at Itomori with some anticipation, but before the other party could speak, the man raised his foot and stepped on his wrist, which was penetrated by the dagger, and moved it as if he was crushing the cigarette butt with his toes.

Chichichi--

Iron-green blood splashed out from the blue-gray concrete floor, like a very realistic ink painting, violent and ferocious.

"You really found the wrong person. I admit that my bloodline is a little out of control, but I really don't know anything! I am a dog! Please let me go." Itomori wailed in pain.

Yuan Zhisheng stretched out his hand as if he had lost his patience. Yasha beside him grinned and immediately took out a gun from his body and handed it to the other party.

Genjiso pulled the bolt and rudely stabbed the black gun barrel into Itomori's mouth. He said to the latter with a serious look: "I'm sorry, if you confess, just go to hell to say it."

After that, you have to pull the trigger.

The fear of death made Itomori no longer able to control it and screamed on the spot.

"I said I said it! It was Kujo Tosuke! Kujo Tosuke, chief surgeon at Tokyo Metropolitan Illuminati Hospital, was the evolutionary medicine he injected me half a month ago! It was because of his evolutionary medicine that I could break and then stand up.

Oh no, because of his evolution medicine, I became a disgusting beast."

Itomori said quickly, whipping his face wildly, as if he was sincerely remorseful. He beat him very hard and even his teeth flew out.

Yuan Zhisheng turned his head and looked at Sakura. The latter had already taken out a tablet from his body and started operating it on the screen with his hands flying.

Ten seconds later, a detailed information about Kyujo Tosuke appeared clearly on the screen.

Genjiso took the tablet and looked at the information of Kyujo Tosuke. As an outstanding representative of Guangming Hospital, the other party's glorious deeds were enough to write 65 pages of ppt.

"This guy is really a movie hero." Finger came out at some point and came to Yuan Zhisheng to look at the information on the tablet.

He rubbed his chin and looked at the face of the middle-aged man in the photo with a playful look, looking at the harmless and even amiable person in the photo.

"Senior, isn't this what you call Japan a place where "crouching tiger, hidden dragon"?" said Yuan Zhisheng.

"Soga, you Japanese are really perverted as always."

Finger said carelessly.

The crows and others present all twitched their mouths.

They really couldn't stand this perverted guy who kept talking about the Japanese. Just the other party's words "Souga", I guess the descendants of the real colonel may not be as good as him.
To be continued...