"Flame knife?" Lin Yuansheng touched the mannequin's body which was still warm, and inexplicably had the urge to complain. He propped himself up and felt a throbbing pain in his head. He closed his eyes and meditated on the world in which the flaming sword was blazing in the darkness. Lin Yuansheng couldn't quite tell whether this flaming sword was a fantasy or not. It exists in one's own spiritual world, but through one's own will and spirit, one can direct its power into reality and bless one's swordsmanship. But every time I use it, it is a burden on my spirit. This fighting skill was indeed the extraordinary power he was pursuing, but... it was a little different from what he had imagined. "A sword technique with a burning effect." Lin Yuansheng recalled the details of this move, his eyes falling on the panel.

"Let's call it 'Flame Kill'!" The text behind the skill bar blurred for a moment, then became clear. 'Undifferentiated Fighting Heavenly Path Style - Sword Skill Level 4 (Combat Skill: Flame Kill)' Lin Yuansheng was just about to find someone to clean up the mess, but he discovered that the sword in his hand was covered with dense cracks starting from the root. Weapons made by the modern alloy industry can only withstand one "fire kill". Lin Yuansheng shook his head, but didn't care. He even has a warehouse of such spare weapons. After taking a short rest, Lin Yuansheng contacted Omori Masaki. He did not forget the urgent matter that the other party contacted him. "Mr. Lin!" Omori Masaki finally answered the phone, his tone full of joy and excitement. then, He reported everything that happened tonight in detail, and at the end, he sincerely and humbly asked Lin Yuansheng for help. He also vowed that as long as Lin Yuansheng took action to deal with the monster, he would be able to clear all obstacles for the biker gang. In the future, the biker gang would become tools in Lin Yuansheng's hands and be at his disposal. "Undead monster? Junpei Shimayama?" Lin Yuansheng was not fooled by the big cake. He hesitated for a while, neither agreeing nor refusing, but asked Omori Masaki to send the surveillance video footage first. ... ...

"Brother Hui, I found a great racing route, let's go together!" "Kensuke and the others have already gone." “No one disturbed us and the scenery was great, you will definitely like it!” "Brother Hui, I'll come see you tomorrow." After watching the surveillance video, Lin Yuansheng frowned slightly. The video is complete with all its omissions, including Junpei Shimayama's inhuman strength and speed, as well as his uncanny vitality even after being hit by bullets. No wonder Masaki Omori asked for help from me. Although Lin Yuansheng felt that Junpei Shimayama was weird, he did not think he was difficult to deal with. Apart from his vitality that even bullets could not kill him, Junpei Shimayama's strength and speed were actually within common sense. Yes, common sense. As mentioned earlier, the upper limit of the military power in this world is much higher than that in the previous life. Just like the national karate champion, Kyogoku Makoto, whom Lin Yuansheng had seen, he possessed strength and speed that surpassed Junpei Shimayama. And Junpei Shimayama's weaknesses are even more obvious. --photophobia. After comprehensive consideration, Lin Yuansheng decided to take the trip. He wanted to win people's hearts, but he also had the pleasure of seeing the prey. I want to see which is superior, the extraordinary power in this world or my newly acquired fighting skills. The next day. Lin Yuansheng returned to Xihui Bussan with the personal pick-up by Masaki Omori. When he returned to his old place, the treatment was completely different. The members of the biker gang were all discouraged and placed their hopes on him, trying to please him in every way possible. "Mr. Lin, you are here!" Xi Dehui seemed to have aged overnight, and his spirit and energy were weak. He enthusiastically welcomed Lin Yuansheng into his office, served him tea and water, and was extremely flattering. "Omori, please arrange it." Lin Yuansheng sat naturally in the office chair, but he didn't even look at Xide Teru. He held the sword across his body and said calmly: "If they still want to live, it's best if no one leaves this building today." "Yes!" Omori Masaki responded respectfully, glanced at the pale-faced Nishide Teru, sighed inaudibly, and walked out of the office. "Mr. Lin, you, I..." "Are you okay?"

"..." "Just go out if you have nothing to do." Lin Yuansheng closed his eyes slightly, as if he was the boss of Xihui Commodities and the leader of the motorcycle gang. Nishiide Teru's face turned from blue to purple, and from purple to red. He seemed to have figured something out, sighed deeply, and left the office in a bored manner. Lin Yuansheng ignored him and just waited quietly. As time passed, the anxiety and fear in the hearts of the members of the violent group slowly brewed with the change of the sky, and reached its peak after the sun set. Afterwards, many people did not want to stay and wait for death because of fear. Some people were intercepted by Masaki Omori. Some people could not be stopped and could only be allowed to escape into the night. Rumors began to spread. "Why should we stay? Can't Mr. Lin handle Daoshan alone?" "I heard that we are all targets of Daoshan's attack. Only if we gather together will Daoshan come!" "...But, what if Mr. Lin can't deal with that monster?" "..." "No, I want to leave!" "You're crazy. If you leave now, you'll probably be attacked!" "I'm not crazy! We'll be attacked if we stay here! As long as we escape, Shimayama won't be able to catch us!" office. Masaki Omori wiped the sweat from his forehead and bent down respectfully to report the latest situation. "I must stop them! I won't let them interfere with the master's business!" “No need.” Lin Yuansheng looked out the window at the vast night sky and said, “If someone wants to die, no one can stop him.” "this...." Masaki Omori was very conflicted. They are all brothers, and he doesn't want to give up on any of them. Just when he was racking his brains over how to appease the brothers and prevent them from angering Mr. Lin, he heard a chaotic sound of electricity, and the chandelier on the ceiling of the office began to flicker, and then suddenly went out with a "pop". The darkness swallowed everything in an instant. The whole building fell into deep darkness. This familiar scene made the impetuous group of people quiet down for a moment, and even Lin Yuansheng was stunned.

Oh my god, I’m the one being plagiarized? "Mr. Lin..." In the darkness, Omori Masaki's voice was slightly trembling. Lin Yuansheng stared into the darkness, his palm resting on the scabbard, his eyes bright and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. "It's okay, just a small trick." Chapter 37: Demon Slayer 1 Knowing that photophobia is your weakness, do you destroy the light source before attacking? I thought it was a life form similar to zombies, but I didn't expect it to have such intelligence. "Start the backup power supply!" Lin Yuansheng stood up slowly. Since you have made plans to fight, how could you not consider this? "Yes." Masaki Omori picked up the intercom and said a few words, then he heard the sound of an engine starting outside the window. The power of the entire building was restored, and the lights were lit up one by one, restoring lighting. "He should have come in already." Lin Yuansheng glanced at Omori Masaki. Masaki Omori quickly responded and contacted his men in the monitoring room. "Found it...Junpei Shimayama, he's in the corridor on the second floor!" After receiving the news, Masaki Omori's face changed slightly. The conference hall is also on the second floor. Currently all the biker gang members are gathered in the conference hall. "The second floor..." Lin Yuansheng murmured, but did not go up the stairs, but came to the window. "You go and arrange people to seal the entrances and exits, and I will go to meet him." After saying this, he jumped out of the window in front of Omori Masaki's shocked eyes. "Mr. Lin!" Masaki Omori hurried to the window, but saw Lin Yuansheng holding on to the wall with one hand, using the force to slide down to the second floor, turning around and breaking the glass, and entering the corridor. At this time, the corridor on the second floor, Junpei Shimayama was like some abnormal wild beast, running on all fours towards the living people in the conference room. There was a sound of glass breaking, and someone rushed into the corridor, blocking him. "Are you Junpei Shimayama?"

The man was sturdy, with a monkey-like back and a wasp waist, and his blocky muscles rose and fell with his long breaths. The splattered glass shards couldn't even cut his skin. Lin Yuansheng raised his hand to brush off the broken glass on his body, and looked at the 'young man' who was on all fours in front of him with great interest. With his observation skills, he could naturally see that Junpei Shimayama was already dead. No breathing, no pulse, no heartbeat.