Conan: After teaching the protagonist, they offered their loyalty.

Chapter 139 From this point on, the sacred toilet ceased to exist.

Matsuda truly hadn't expected the opponent to break through so quickly, especially alone...

However, after receiving a nod from the secretary and learning that a sniper had already taken up a position and was aiming at the enemy, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, you're the one who slaughtered the Yotsubi Group." Matsuda spoke with the air of someone in a superior position, his tone mature and authoritative. "But... there's still a chance."

Upon hearing someone speak, Fuheshel stopped his killing spree. "What turning point?"

"I can give you money, beautiful women... and power." Matsuda wanted to stall for time... to see how he would torture the enemy when the army arrived. "If you are willing to join us, then the two wrong things you did before can be treated leniently."

"What do you mean by lenient treatment?" Fuheshchen smiled.

Unbeknownst to him, his indifferent demeanor had changed, as if he now possessed a different, dangerous, and strange aura.

"You only need to spend a year in prison, and you can join us after you get out..." Matsuda's eyes narrowed slightly.

“A very good suggestion…” Fuheshel said again, but his smile was somewhat cold, “but I refuse.”

“This was a wrong choice…” Matsuda shook his head, and his finger curled slightly.

Bang...

At that moment, a powerful sniper bullet was fired.

In the blink of an eye...

Fuhesh caught the rapidly spinning bullet in one hand, and then, with a slight squeeze of his fingers... the bullet was crushed to pieces.

Matsuda's pupils suddenly contracted...

“Wrong?” Fuheshen’er burst into laughter upon hearing this. “I have come this far, and no one has dared to say I’m wrong.”

In an instant... Fuheishen's figure disappeared from the spot.

Just as Matsuda was about to say something more...

I felt a huge shadow looming over my back.

“Even if it’s wrong…” Fuheishen raised his right hand, grinning maliciously, and slammed it down hard on the other person’s head, “It’s still right!!!”

boom!

Matsuda's head was slammed into his chest from top to bottom, and he instantly swayed and fell to the ground.

The continuous flow of blood indicates that the other person's life force has been cut off.

The right-wing activists around them also suddenly shrank back as they watched this scene.

“You…you can’t kill us! You’ve already killed Matsuda, and the army will be here soon,” a right-wing extremist said, barely suppressing his fear. “If you don’t kill us…there’s still…”

"So annoying..."

Fuheishen flashed and waved his hand gently.

The senator who had just spoken instantly had his head fall off.

Those around gasped in shock.

"Aaaaaah! I'm going to die anyway, might as well fight him!" A councilor, his face contorted with rage, pulled out a pistol and fired at Fuheshen, tears and snot streaming down his face. "You forced me to do this."

Several bullets missed their mark and hit the fanatics who were trembling in the back.

Only about three bullets hit Fuheshen'er, but the bullets flattened instantly without even breaking the skin, and fell away.

Having emptied his magazine, the man panicked, slumped to the ground, and pointed at his opponent, yelling, "Monster! Monster!!!"

Everyone else felt the same way.

Fuheishen glanced at everyone with disdain...then, he took out the Soul-Devouring Blade from Choubao.

Swish, swish.

In an instant, two beams of light flew out swiftly, slicing through the air with a shrill sound, and hurtled towards the Yasukuni Shrine.

Rumble...

The building was instantly sliced ​​open by black knife marks.

Because it lost its load-bearing structural components, the shrine collapsed with a loud crash.

Debris and stones from the building fell one after another.

The memorial tablet was smashed to pieces, and the people around it were also killed.

Some of the massive Yasukuni Shrines... collapsed completely.

From that point on, the shrine and its fanatics were completely wiped out and ceased to exist.

.........

The Self-Defense Forces arrived at this time...

Several tanks were already parked next to the Yasukuni Shrine.

Fully armed Self-Defense Force personnel were aiming their guns inside; they were all from the Japanese right wing and were highly trained.

The commander was also calling out to the sniper via walkie-talkie.

But things don't look good.

Rumble...

Upon hearing the sound, the commander and those around him had their pupils contract.

The Yasukuni Shrine collapsed with a deafening roar, raising clouds of dust.

The combat personnel and tank guns were all aimed at the billowing dust.

They dared not fire, because no one knew whether any hostages were still alive inside.

As the dust slowly settled...

A white-haired, blue-eyed man stood amidst the ruins and corpses, holding a long, gleaming sword...

Everyone present felt immense pressure.

A bad idea started popping into their minds.

Their superiors... could they all be dead?

"Fire!" the commander responded swiftly.

Gun muzzles flashed, armor-piercing rounds and tank cannon fire... all blasting towards Fuhesh.

The snipers positioned around the area also opened fire.

Having learned from past mistakes, the weapons deployed this time are all heavy-duty weapons.

It uses a Barrett M82A1 sniper rifle, which is capable of penetrating several centimeters of steel plate with a single shot, let alone a person.

Rumble...

In just a few seconds.

Fuheshchen has already been bombarded by a wave of artillery fire.

A huge cloud of dust rose up again from all around.

Fuheshel dodged the baptism with incredible speed...

He can tough it out, but he won't be foolish enough to actually do it.

Clothes also cost money.

Fuhesh stomped heavily on the ground.

Rumble...

The pebbles on the ground were kicked up and sent flying.

When the speed reaches its limit, time will stop for a fleeting moment.

Fuheshner extended his finger and pointed it at the gravel with incredible speed.

The commander breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the billowing smoke.

Thankfully, the opponent was only intimidating; after experiencing those attacks, they probably wouldn't survive...

call out!

In an instant, a piece of gravel, like a bullet, grazed his face and struck the head of the person behind him.

The helmet was instantly pierced, and then blood flowed from his head... He fell to the ground, his pupils wide open, revealing an excited expression, seemingly unaware that he was about to die.

Then... countless bullet-like flashes of light shot out from the smoke.

“The small fry are almost all gone…” Fuheishen’s lips curled up as he picked up the Soul-Devouring Blade.

A regular vehicle might be penetrated by gravel, but a tank is different.

so...

Fuheshchen leaped upwards... raised his hand in a slashing motion, and slashed down at the tank.

Extreme speed, combined with the unique properties of the Soul-Devouring Blade...

All I can say is that it was a deafening thunderbolt, as if it had descended from the heavens.

clang!

With a sound of contact... then, as if cutting tofu, the entire tank exploded.

A few minutes later... the whole street fell silent.

Fuheishen looked around... his expression neither happy nor sad.

Only those who know fear can survive in this world. They were killed because they didn't understand it.