Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 539: Dawn Returns, Dusk Arrives, Dark Killing Invitation

Outside the room, there was a knock on the door, "dong dong dong", each knock seemed to knock on Asakamura's heart.

"Who is it?" He yelled angrily, very annoyed by having his train of thought interrupted.

A slightly hesitant voice came from outside the door: "Team Leader Asakankura, it's me, Yunari."

Qian Jiancang frowned and said unhappily, "Come in!"

The door creaked open and a young girl in a kimono walked in. It was Yunari, the waitress at the Black Ponzu Club.

She lowered her head, not daring to look into Qian Jiancang's eyes, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Team leader, there are two guests outside looking for you. They say... they say..."

"What did you say? You're hesitating. Are you constipated?" Asano Kenkura interrupted her impatiently.

Yunari was startled and quickly said, "They said that the two guests, Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, have returned and want to say hello to you."

"Lin Qiye? Wu Hen?" Qian Jiancang was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became strange.

How could he forget these two plague gods?

These two guys are more difficult to deal with than the other, especially Wu Hen, who is simply a walking two-dimensional virus. Whoever gets infected by him will be in trouble.

"Why are they back?" Asano Kenkura asked in confusion.

"They...they said they just finished drinking and wanted to say hello to you." Yunari said in a low voice.

"Drinking?" Asaka Kenkura was even more confused.

Didn't these two guys go on missions during the day? How did they have time to drink?

Could it be that... they have completed their mission?

Thinking of this, Asakamura's face turned a little ugly.

If Lin Qiye and Wu Hen really completed the task, it would mean that

His plan to use the Black Wutong Club to deal with the Hanchuan family was about to fail.

"Let them in." Asakamura sighed and said helplessly.

Since you can't avoid it, you can only face it.

Yunari felt as if she had been pardoned and quickly retreated.

Not long after, Lin Qiye and Wu Hen walked in arm in arm.

Both of them looked a little drunk, as if they had just come down from a drinking table.

"Hey, isn't this Team Leader Asakamura? Long time no see, I missed you so much!"

As soon as Wu Hen entered the door, he greeted everyone warmly with a smug smile on his face.

Lin Qiye also nodded to Qian Jiancang as a greeting.

Asa Kenkura looked at the two people in front of him, cursing inwardly, but a smile spread across his face: "My two lords, you are back? Have you completed the mission?"

"That is required!"

Wu Hen patted his chest and said,

"Don't you see who's behind this? It's just a search mission, isn't it easy to catch them?"

When Asakamura heard this, he felt even more depressed.

These two guys really know how to flatter themselves!

"You two gentlemen have worked so hard. Please take a seat and I'll pour you some wine." Asano Kenkura said as he was about to get the bottle of wine.

"No, no, no, no need for the wine. We still have something to say to Uncle Kyosuke."

Wu Hen waved his hand to stop Qian Jiancang's actions.

"Uncle Kyosuke?" Asakamura was stunned for a moment, "What do you want from him?"

"Nothing, I just want to ask him if there are any strange people appearing in the club recently." Wu Hen said casually.

"A strange person?" Asaka Kenkura's expression changed slightly, and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

Could it be that... they have discovered something?

At this moment, Lin Qiye, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "We saw some suspicious people in the territory of the Ghost Fire Society in the west. They seemed to be investigating the area occupied by the Hanchuan family."

"Ghost Fire Society? Samukawa family?" Asaka Kenkura's expression changed completely.

He never expected that Lin Qiye and Wu Hen would find out all this.

"Those people...who are they from?" Wu Hen asked, staring at Qian Jiancang with narrowed eyes.

Qian Jiancang's heart tightened, and he quickly said, "I... I don't know! I'm just a small cadre of the Black Killing Group, how could I know these things?"

"is it?"

Wu Hen's lips curled up into a meaningful smile, "Why do I feel like you know something?"

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen's eyes were like two sharp blades, staring at Qian Jiancang closely, as if they wanted to see through him.

Asano Kenkura felt cold all over, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

At this moment, Lin Qiye suddenly said: "Those people look like..."

Lin Qiye slowly uttered a few words, his tone low but full of oppression: "...someone from the Black Killing Group."

Qian Jiancang's face turned pale instantly, as if his soul had been taken away. His eyes flickered.

He stammered in defense, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Why would the Black Assassination Squad investigate the Hanchuan family? There must be some misunderstanding!"

Wu Hen sneered and looked at him with a sidelong glance, as if he was looking at a clown: "Misunderstanding? I think you are pretending to be confused when you know the truth, right?"

"Would you like me to describe the uniform styles, waistband accessories, and even underwear colors of those people? I guarantee it will be authentic and fair to everyone!"

Asagi Kenkura was choked and speechless

Seeing this, Lin Qiye's eyes became stern and he pressed the issue, "Tell me, what exactly do the Black Killing Group want to do?"

Asagi Kenkura's body trembled, knowing that he could no longer hide it, he gritted his teeth,

He said in a deep voice: "I...I can't say it! If I tell it, I will be killed by the Dachang Group!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at you, you're such a coward."

Wu Hen curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Don't worry, we are here to make sure you won't die."

"At worst, I can summon a Gundam, give you a pilot's seat, and take you off right where you are. Who would dare to touch you?"

Lin Qiye ignored Wu Hen's jokes and continued to put pressure on them: "The Black Killer Group's attack on the Hanchuan family may not be a bad thing for us. When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. Understand?"

Asagi Kenkura heard this,

At this moment, a cold voice came from outside the door: "Better safe than sorry. Don't forget that behind Hanchuan Si, there is the Huojin Sword."

Yuhui Qinggong stood at the door at some point. Her face was solemn, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Lin Qiye frowned slightly: "Huojin Sword? You mean...?"

"What Hanchuan Si is holding should be one of the Nine Swords of Huojin."

Yuhui Qinggong said slowly, "Once he uses the Huojin Sword, it may affect our plan."

Wu Hen touched his chin and asked curiously, "Huojin Sword? It sounds impressive. What's its origin?"

Yuhui Qinggong explained, "The Nine Blades of Huojin are nine demonic swords that contain the power of a powerful evil god. Each sword has a different ability. Among them, the one held by Hanchuan Si is the [Black Rope]."

"The ability of the [Black Rope] is to bind and devour."

Yuhui Qinggong explained,

"It can bind its target in darkness, gradually sapping its life force."

"Furthermore, the ranking of the Nine Swords of Huojin is not divided according to power..."

"Then according to what?" Wu Hen asked.

Yuhui Qinggong's eyes flickered, and his tone was solemn: "It is based on... the scope of influence."

"Range?" Wu Hen was stunned, as if he understood something.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn.

At this moment, Lin Qiye, who had been silent all this time, suddenly looked up, looked at Yuhui Qinggong and asked, "Do you know more information about the [Black Rope]?"

Yuhui Qinggong shook his head: "I don't know much, I just heard..."

Before she could finish her words, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Is Manager Kyosuke here? Officer Asakamura of the Black Killing Squad has arrived with his men, saying they want to..."

"I don't know much, I just heard..."

Before Yuhui Qinggong finished speaking, the sound of hurried footsteps hit the floor like drumbeats, making everyone feel uneasy.

The sound was like that of a duck with its neck strangled, sharp and rapid, with a hint of fear and despair.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen looked at each other, and a hint of understanding flashed in their eyes.

"It seems that our team leader Asakamura is determined to cause trouble."

Wu Hen touched his chin, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This smile is very much like a badger jumping up and down in a melon field, with a hint of anticipation in its excitement.

Lin Qiye nodded slightly.

"The Huojin Sword...it's interesting." He murmured softly, with a hint of solemnity in his tone, but more of it was that he was eager to try it.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto Uncle Kyosuke, making his already hunched figure even longer.

He stood there with his back to the sunset, like a silent statue, emitting an indescribable sense of depression from his whole body.

"Uncle, good evening." Xiao Jin'er's voice came from behind, with a hint of joy, as if trying to break the dull atmosphere.

Uncle Kyosuke slowly turned around and forced a smile on his face, but the smile looked stiff and bitter no matter how you looked at it.

"Xiao Jin'er, how is business in the store today?" he asked softly, his voice a little hoarse, as if there was a ball of sand stuck in his throat.

Xiao Jiner didn't notice Uncle Kyosuke's strange behavior. She walked to the window and looked outside following his gaze.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Jiner gasped and froze in place as if he had been struck by lightning.

There was a huge crowd of people downstairs of the Black Wutong Club, filled with members of the Black Killing Group wearing black uniforms.

They all had stern faces and fierce eyes, and held various weapons in their hands, which flashed with cold light under the setting sun.

This scene is very similar to the gang fight scenes in the movies, which is chilling.

"What's going on?" Xiao Jin'er's voice trembled as she stammered.

Uncle Kyosuke's body also began to tremble slightly, like a fallen leaf in the wind, which could be blown down at any time.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The rough sound of banging on the door was like a death spell, one after another, shaking the whole building as if it was trembling.

"Open the door! Open the door quickly! We are from the Black Kill Group!"

A rough voice came from outside the door, carrying a strong sense of threat.

"If you don't open the door, I'll chop you down with an axe!"

The sound was like a demon crawling out of hell, full of violence and blood.

Uncle Kyosuke took a deep breath, tried to calm his trembling heart, and then walked quickly downstairs.

As he walked, he straightened his clothes.

He tried hard to force a smile on his face, but that smile, like a professional mask, concealed his inner fear and anxiety.

"Here we go, here we go, stop smashing it, the door is almost broken..."

As he spoke, he reached out to open the door.

The door creaked open, and Asano Kenkura's gloomy face appeared in front of Uncle Kyosuke.

"Manager Kyosuke, we meet again."