Crime Prison Island
Chapter 392 - 184: Fake Dragon? Dismember into Eight Pieces!

Chapter 392: Chapter 184: Fake Dragon? Dismember into Eight Pieces!

"How is he so fierce!" Viper’s face turned green.

As shrewd as Viper was, he realized something was terribly wrong and, without turning his head, he made a beeline for escape.

The other Tiger Level fighters were also intimidated, feeling completely outclassed.

It wasn’t just them who were shocked—the desperate and unwilling roar of the dying Nile Crocodile echoed through the streets.

This slightly distracted Fujihara Tomohiro, who glanced over and witnessed Gao Xin killing the Nile Crocodile.

Instantly, his eyes filled with anger as he glared intensely at Gao Xin’s figure.

"A Tiger King...where did this Tiger King come from?"

"He even killed the Nile Crocodile...did he send Chizuru away too?"

"Very well, I’ll remember you."

Fujihara Tomohiro’s face darkened as he memorized the silhouette of the silver-white Shura-like armor and the figure holding the pitch-black Demon Blade.

If it weren’t for his fierce battle with Sivina, he would have wanted to rush over and kill him immediately.

But bound in his current fight, all he could do was take note and resolve to deal with it after defeating Sivina.

As for Sivina, she couldn’t care less about the far-off turmoil.

On one hand, she was indifferent to whether the Nile Crocodile lived or died. On the other hand, Fujihara Tomohiro, along with the two True Images, were putting her under significant pressure.

Worthy of being a Quasi-Elephant King who had slaughtered a dragon, Sivina was sweating profusely and faintly felt she was losing...

"No way, how could I lose to you?" Sivina thought angrily, starting to fight beyond her limits.

Fujihara Tomohiro was also eager to finish her off quickly to clean up the aftermath and began to strike even harder.

He hoped that Yunzhong Tianyi could quickly resolve all these nuisances and bring Chizuru back.

Suddenly, both fighters erupted with power, and their battle escalated to an intense level.

Elsewhere, Wei Lan was also surprised.

"Is this his true strength?"

"So strong, Tai Sui..."

Tiger King Wei Lan had been on the rooftop with Luo Yi, watching the show unfold.

They were primarily concerned with Ling Sha; they didn’t care much about how the others were faring in the fight.

Now, seeing Gao Xin return and unleash such astonishing combat prowess, both were deeply moved.

Luo Yi took a sip of alcohol, squinted his eyes, and said, "No wonder Ling Sha was completely out of her mind over this guy; he really has something special."

Wei Lan replied solemnly, "More than something special, he’s stronger than me!"

Luo Yi was shocked, "What? What did I just hear? You’re saying he’s stronger than you? As both of you are on Tiger Level, you actually admit someone is stronger?"

Wei Lan said earnestly, "At the Tiger King Conference, I fought with the Nile Crocodile. Although it was I who eliminated him, it was after a half-hour battle...

"Even though I’m stronger now, killing him without more than twenty moves would be impossible...

"But Tai Sui...he only used three slashes."

Luo Yi shook his head, "You can’t compare like that since you two never fought."

"His strength is largely due to his excellent use of the Demon Blade...

"Without the Demon Blade, his combat power would at least be reduced by half."

Wei Lan rolled his eyes, "Nonsense, if I didn’t use the King’s Sword, my combat power would also be cut in half..."

Luo Yi laughed, "That may not necessarily be true, you’re skilled in all N and R type modules, and even barehanded, you’re still the Tiger King.

"In a fight to the death, perhaps one of your abilities could be the perfect counter to him?"

In his eyes, Wei Lan was incomparable, and he simply didn’t believe there was a Tiger Level above Wei Lan.

Wei Lan just smirked without arguing, pointing toward the fray and saying, "Yamaguchi Yoshio has set his sights on him."

Luo Yi took another swig and remarked, "Then that’s perfect, as the pseudo-dragon is the ultimate test for a Tiger King’s presence."

In the midst of it all, Gao Xin smiled and led the charge.

"Gao Shu, just charge, we’ll carve out a bloody path together!"

In his left hand was the Meteor Crossbow, and in his right, the Demon Blade. Wherever he went, it was as if he was in a realm devoid of enemies.

With every sweep of his sword, lives were ended.

A fierce tiger leaving its mountain, unstoppable in its advance.

The Black Hand Group from Yakuza, the Wolf Level were dead from a single bump, Tiger Level was worth his drawing the sword, but it was also a matter of one stroke.

Gao Shu trailed on the left and slightly behind, his Blast Punch also demonstrating formidable power.

The two were like tigers plunging into a flock of sheep, pursuing the hundreds in a slaughter.

The Tiger Level fighters from Lin’s Village broke free from entanglements, but as for Yakuza’s men, they were in chaotic retreat, utterly defeated.

"Pfft!"

Another Tiger Level officer fell, and of Yakuza’s three Black Hand Groups, with ten true Tigers from headquarters and twenty each from loyal and brave Black Hand Groups, there were a total of fifty Tiger Level officers.

Yakuza had only fifty Tiger Level executives in total, and a small portion of them had already been lost in the previous fight.

Dying at the hands of Lan Feng and Lin’s Village’s strong fighters, about twenty Tiger Level fighters were gone, causing Yakuza to suffer heavy losses.

Now, the remaining half was being slaughtered by Gao Xin.

With a sweep of his blade, and another sweep, he sliced a bloody path from the Silver Tower, cutting through the Colonnade Street, leaving a trail of Japanese corpses.

Gao Shu also got into the thrill of the fight, shouting his enjoyment.

"How dare you!"

Yamaguchi Yoshio was furious; after all, these were the combat forces of his gang. The Tiger Level was the backbone, and with such heavy losses, how could Yakuza maintain its current foundation?

Was he supposed to start recruiting foreign fighters on a large scale in the future?

But foreign fighters were hardly likely to accept their Yamato culture as readily as his current subordinates, willing to devote themselves to death regardless of their leader’s strength.

Multi-cultural gangs almost always relied on the strength and prestige of the gang leader to keep order, but he distinctly lacked these.

Having succeeded the position at a young age, his father’s Yamato territories had quickly disintegrated, which is why he converted Yakuza into a purely Japanese gang.

And now, barely any of the fifty Tiger Level old ministers remained alive.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was the sound of successive explosions in the distance.

On the edge of Yamaguchi Village, at the Hand Group’s direction, chaos erupted.

The massive number of fighters was rebelling.

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