island country.
A nightclub.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the business here was particularly hot. Women in coquettish clothes were wandering around the male guests. A group of scantily clad women were twisting their sexy bodies on the stage. The male guests in the audience were pointing and pointing, and some were screaming.
In a corner, a man was sitting there quietly. There were two women sitting next to him, but they were sitting upright, wearing leather clothes, and smiling casually.
The man drank wine and scanned the guests in the hall with his sharp eyes. He was not easy to mess with at first glance.
A guest walked in the door.
This is a young man with a very ordinary appearance. He is wearing a very cheap T-shirt. His exposed arm muscles are well defined and full of explosive power. Especially his eyes, which give people a very dangerous feeling. He always Upon entering, the man felt that he was unusual and dangerous.
As soon as the young man entered the door, he quickly locked eyes with the man in the corner and strode towards this side, knocking many guests away and causing a burst of screams and curses. Wherever he passed, many people were knocked away. Let out a scream.
The man's expression changed slightly.
He did not move, but the two women beside him suddenly moved. At the same time, they took out a dagger from their waists and rushed towards the young man.
Their movements are very well coordinated, they are good at cooperating at first glance, and their skills are extremely strong.
The young man's eyes burst out with terrifying murderous intent, his body jumped up high, and he rushed towards the two women.
Click!
His knees were pressed hard against a woman's chest. The woman fell like a kite with broken strings and fell heavily to the ground. Blood began to spurt in mid-air. After landing, her head tilted and she died.
The young man pressed his knees heavily on the woman's body, but the next second, he bounced up as if his feet were equipped with springs. A cold light pierced his ribs. He drew in his abdomen slightly, and the dagger rubbed his belly. It missed, and the body hit the right side.
boom!
Another woman who made a sneak attack was knocked away, as if she was hit by a speeding train. Her body flew directly several meters away and hit the wall, causing the wall to collapse.
All the guests were dumbfounded and stayed away. The timid ones ran outside to escape, while the bold ones stayed away to watch the excitement. They could see that the young man was heading towards the man in the corner.
The man in the corner is Takuo Murakami, the owner of this nightclub. Of course, he has another identity.
A senior executive of Shadow Kill.
It's just that his identity behind him is not known to ordinary people, but everyone knows that Takuo Murakami is very difficult to mess with. The two female bodyguards around him can fight one against a hundred, and their fighting power is explosive. When this nightclub opens, , many clubs came to cause trouble, and they went through at least a dozen battles. Every time, these two female bodyguards took action, while Murakami Takuo watched the show quietly on the side, and most of the clubs that came to cause trouble were defeated. However, several societies were later inexplicably wiped out by gangs.
No one has ever seen Murakami Takuo take action, but everyone knows that he is not easy to mess with and gives people the impression of being mysterious and powerful.
Murakami Takuo stood up and moved his neck, making a crisp sound like exploding beans. He looked at the young man and grinned: "Do you dare to tell me your name?"
The young man spoke in Chinese and said without hesitation: "Shihu."
The smile on Murakami Takuo's face disappeared, his body trembled slightly, he looked at Shihu with some fear, and cried out: "Shihu? Palace of Hades?"
"good."
"I have no grudges against your Pluto Palace, right?"
"Under the command of Pluto, we will destroy Shadow Killer. You are a member of Shadow Killer. Since you are alone, let's start from you."
After Shi Hu finished speaking, he kicked the sofa in front of him away.
The sofa was thrown into the air towards Murakami Takuo.
Although Murakami Takuo was frightened and desperate, when things got to this point, he couldn't give up, he could only fight desperately.
Naturally, he had heard of Shihu's name, and it was like a thunder to his ears. He knew that today would be a bad day, but he had no choice.
Murakami Takuo launched a counterattack, spinning into the air and kicking the sofa away.
But the next second, Shi Hu had already strode towards him.
At this moment, a group of people suddenly appeared around Murakami Takuo. There were more than ten people in total. They were all thugs in the nightclub. They also had another identity - members of Shadow Kill.
They are all fame killers.
Each person held a Japanese sword in their hand, which was long and thin, and the blade glowed with cold light.
"kill him!"
Murakami Takuo immediately retreated and shouted to a group of his men.
A dozen people waved Japanese swords in their hands and rushed towards Shihu without saying a word.
Shi Hu counterattacked with an expressionless face and thrust out both feet.
The knife breaks and the person flies away!
The two people at the front were instantly killed.
He stepped forward again, reached out with both hands, grabbed the wrists of the two killers, and violently lifted them away.
The two of them were smashed into the far wall, their brains splattered.
Still an instant kill.
Shi Hu had two more long knives in his hands.
He charged again.
Everyone only saw a blade of light blooming, and heads falling to the ground one after another.
In less than ten seconds, more than a dozen knife-wielding masters were all killed, and most of them were left with their bodies intact and their heads chopped off.
In the distance, Takuo Murakami was dumbfounded, his lips were trembling, and he couldn't say a word.
He is also a ruthless person in the world of killers. The Shadow Killing Organization is very famous in Asia, even ranking first, but its ranking in the world's killer rankings is far lower than that of Hades Palace.
But he never imagined that the gap between the two sides would be so huge.
The Palace of Hades only dispatched a stone tiger, leaving him without any resistance at all.
Shihu had already charged at him again.
A trace of cruelty flashed in Murakami Takuo's eyes, and suddenly there was a gun in his hand, and he shot at Shi Hu with a ferocious expression.
Bang bang bang bang...
However, at this moment, Shi Hu had already fallen to the ground, rolled on the spot, hid behind the sofa, and kicked out.
Another sofa flew towards Murakami Takuo.
Murakami Takuo immediately dodged, shifted his position at the same time, and quickly changed the magazine, preparing for the second round of shooting at Shihu.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
In front of him, a figure suddenly appeared, it was Shi Hu.
Shi Hu grabbed the barrel of the gun in his hand, and with a slight exertion, the pistol was deformed and twisted.
With a chill flashing in his eyes, Shihu grabbed Murakami Takuo's neck with his right hand without any fancy moves.
Click!
The neck was broken.
Shihu let go, and Murakami Takuo's body slowly slipped to the ground.
He strode towards the door of the nightclub.
When some guests saw this, they remembered that they should run for their lives, but they did not dare to move. They all looked at Shi Hu walking towards them in horror.
Shi Hu didn't see them at all. He strode out without stopping, as if he couldn't see these people.
How can a little rubbish make him want to do something!
However, when walking out of the nightclub, Shi Hu suddenly stopped and looked up at an archway in the distance.
The archway was ten meters high. At this time, an old man stood steadily on the top of the archway, looking at him quietly.
Shihu's whole body tensed up.
He sensed danger.
However, the old man glanced at him and shook his head, seeming a little disappointed. His body turned into a shadow, slowly faded, and disappeared from the place without a trace.
