Chapter 636 - Dance.
Chapter 636: Dance.
In the vast sea, the wind swept through the dark clouds.
The dark clouds were getting darker and lower, pressing down to the sea.
The waves rushed into the sky to meet the thunder and bring forth fierce droplets of water.
The wind tightly picked up layers of huge waves and threw them to the coast.
The wind roared, the sky thundered, and the dark clouds burned like black flames.
There was a storm!
Most of Japan was shrouded in it, including Tokyo. Currently, the city full of high-rise buildings and bright lights was being drenched by the pouring rain.
[Crack~]
A flash of lightning hit the top of the Tokyo Tower.
In the dark sky, it was like a beam from the Tower reaching out to the heaven, blindingly amazing.
Inside the Tokyo prison—
A prison guard opened the iron gates and walked straight to the depths of the prison. His black leather shoes generated stomping sounds which would normally echo from a distance. However, the sound was buffered by the booming thunder outside.
The guard was wearing a blue uniform, black trousers, and a baton was hanging around his waist. He was Xiao Luo!
He easily knocked out a prison guard and changed into the other’s clothes to gain access. This was the time when the day shift and the evening shift were in the process of switching over, and the prison will be in its most lax state, lasting for around ten minutes.
He was like an eagle with a sharp aura walking through the corridor. He went straight to Kuroda Kiyotaka and stopped in front of his cell.
Ever since the news that everyone else had perished, Kuroda Kiyotaka wasn’t able to fall asleep, especially on such a stormy night. Dark circles could be seen under his eyes which were resting on his pale face. His original Deputy Prime Minister aura had long disappeared.
When a figure suddenly appeared in front of his cell, he was scared sh_tless and stood up as if he was compelled by shock.
The light outside was dim, but he tried to make out the face of the man outside, “You… who are you?”
“The man who’ll kill you.” Xiao Luo took the key, and very calmly opened the prison door and stepped in. “Thousand-faced killer Xiao… Xiao Han…”
Kuroda Kiyotaka finally saw the man’s face, and he fell down on his ass in fear, sweating like a waterfall. He didn’t know why he would feel so afraid ‒ like it was instinctive.
Xiao Luo was expressionless and looked at him faintly, “Tell me, who are the participants of the Shemei Guo Country?”
Kuroda Kiyotaka seemed to seize the last straw in the ocean and earnestly said, “I will tell you, I will tell you, as long as you let me live, I… I will tell you everything!”
“Humph~”
With a snort of contempt, Xiao Luo’s palm swayed around in front of Kiyotaka’s eyes and his consciousness slowly blurred and his eyes turned unfocused.
Since Xiao Luo was too lazy to waste more breath, he just hypnotized Kuroda Kiyotaka directly.
After getting answers, he kicked Kuroda Kiyotaka’s left temple, and Kuroda Kiyotaka flew out sideways. He died before he could let out a scream. His brain was shattered into paste by the powerful force.
“It’s over!”
Xiao Luo took out the list and crossed out the last name above, Kuroda Kiyotaka. He then tore the list into pieces, sprinkled it on Kuroda Kiyotaka’s body, and turned to leave.
[Tick, tick, tick~]
Suddenly, a harsh alarm sounded, and the whole prison system seemed to be activated instantly.
From the vents, heavy white smoke poured out, which was just like the cloud and mist effect on the stage. However, wherever it spread, the prisoners who were sleeping would be awakened from their dreams, clutching their necks as if they couldn’t breathe. They violently twitched and struggled, then they foamed in their mouth.
Poison gas?!
Xiao Luo frowned and then commented with a light smile, “This Anpei really went all out in an effort to kill me. He actually let the prisoners and prison guards in the whole prison be buried along. Sure enough!”
After that, he turned and strode toward the outside of the prison.
Not to mention that he has Yi Jinjing, with only the Turtle Sucking Method, he could easily pass through this. It allowed him to hold his breath for twenty minutes, and twenty minutes was enough to get him out of here.
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In a high-end hotel near Tokyo Prison, many uniformed soldiers were present.
Anpei stood in front of the balcony in the presidential suite on the top floor, holding a cup of coffee in his hand. The rain outside made the prison in his sight somewhat blurred, but his face could not suppress the immense joy. “COCL2 poison gas can make people die in a few seconds. Thousand-faced killer Xiao Han, I sacrificed the whole Tokyo prison just to deal with you, you should be proud.
No one can get out of there alive, it is now a forbidden area of life, including mosquitoes, flies, mice… all living creatures will die under the cover of COCL2 poison gas.”
“Oshima Jun, do you think it’s worth it?” Anpei asked.
“Worth it!”
Oshima Jun nodded heavily. “As long as we can get rid of the thousand-faced killer Xiao Han, it is worthwhile to pay any price.”
“Then I am relieved. Inform your subordinates to clean up the poison gas after two hours. In addition, bring me the body of the thousand-faced killer Xiao Han. I will dig out his heart and liver and make it into a specimen. I’ll put it in my room, reminding me of this shame.” Anpei said.
“Hai!” Oshima Jun responded.
Looking at the prison through the rain curtain, Anpei smiled. His laughter turned more manic as he became increasingly excited, because the thorn was finally removed. Smiling, he said, “Oshima Jun, do you know what I want to do right now?”
Oshima Jun shook his head. “I don’t know.”
“I want to do a traditional dance.”
“The Prime Minister can dance whenever he wants. This is really a great event to celebrate and be happy.” Oshima Jun bowed.
“Play music for me.” Anpei was in an indescribable mood. He moved his neck and limbs, and was eager to dance. The wrinkles on his face seemed to be much less at this moment.
“Hai!”
Oshima Jun was his confidant, so of course he was obedient towards him.
The music played was very representative of Japanese traditional music. It was usually danced by Japanese dancers with heavy makeup, but now it was Anpei, the Prime Minister of the country dancing.
Oshima Jun clapped his hands, and immediately several dancers pushed the door and came in to dance with Anpei as they clapped their hands to celebrate the victory.
After all, Kuroda Kiyotaka the menace, and Xiao Han the thousand-faced killer, were removed. Two major enemies had fallen. For Anpei, this stormy night was beautiful and pleasing to the eye.