After leaving more than 30 people to surround the Fanshu Adjustment Institute, the remaining 40 or so people jumped over the gate of the transfer station fiercely!

As soon as they entered the prison, they met a young man with a pair of glasses on his nose.

This young man must have heard a strange noise at the gate, so he came here to check the situation.

"Heavenly Punishment!" - After a certain black figure shouted like this, he stabbed the young man with a knife in the head. The tip of the knife hit the young man's left eye socket. The tip of the knife penetrated from the left eye socket and came out from the back of his head. The soft eyes

The balls exploded, red, white...strange liquids composed of various colors splashed everywhere.

"Tenchu——!"

"Heaven punishes the national thief!"

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The shadows scattered in all directions, bringing screams and killings wherever they went.

People in the training center either ran away in fear, or hid somewhere shivering.

People and people, people and things, things and things collide with each other.

The originally peaceful facility suddenly became a mess and chaos.

These shadowy figures who invaded the Fanshu Diao Institute had a very clear division of labor.

Some people were responsible for hunting down the apprentices and staff who were still studying and working in the training center tonight.

Others took out bamboo tubes from their waists and poured the highly pungent smelling liquid contained in the bamboo tubes everywhere...

They hunted down the apprentices and staff of the training center like cats catching mice, like hunters rounding up their prey.

Only a handful of people managed to escape outside the transfer station, but the outside of the transfer station was also controlled by the shadows. Those who were lucky enough to escape outside the transfer station were killed one by one by the shadows responsible for surrounding the transfer station.

"It turns out that the interior of the Fanshu Diao Institute looks like this..."

Kamino held the knife at his waist and walked along a corridor in the training center at a pace as if he were relaxing in his own yard, while looking around.

Suddenly, his foot kicked a book that fell to the ground.

He bent down, picked up the book, and turned it over casually - the book was filled with words like tadpoles in an unknown language.

As if he had touched something extremely dirty, Kamino threw the book in his hand back to the ground with a look of disgust.

"It's really disgusting... There is no need to learn the knowledge of the barbarians in this majestic kingdom of God."

"This Tibetan Bookstore is really full of disgusting people and disgusting things."

The apprentices and staff of the Fanshu Diao Institute were basically scholars who did not know any martial arts. Facing the attack of the brutal anti-barbarian group, they had no power to fight back.

A few people who grabbed weapons and tried to resist were quickly defeated by the anti-barbarian group who had an absolute numerical advantage.

"Ahhhh——!" A young man who was probably only about 15 years old stumbled and tried to escape to the second floor of the training center.

But his legs, which had been frightened weak by the sudden change, became difficult to control and no longer looked like they were growing on his body.

"ah!"

The boy's left foot kicked a corpse on the ground, causing it to fall to pieces.

"You're pretty good at running."

A "praise" with a strong sense of joking and ridicule sounded faintly from behind the young man.

Kamino's confidant, the one-armed samurai, held a sword and walked toward the young man with a pleasant, twisting step.

The boy, with fear written all over his face, tried to hold himself up and run away.

But my arms, which were constantly trembling, couldn't use any strength...

"You, you, you know what the hell you are doing?"

Although his body became unable to move due to fear, for some reason, the young man retained the strength and courage to question the one-armed warrior.

"This, this is the forefront of our Japanese study and study of foreign studies."

"Have you ever thought about the consequences if we destroy this place? We have finally mastered some Western knowledge and technology!"

The one-armed warrior squinted his eyes at the young man.

"Of course we know what we're doing now."

"We're here to destroy this disgusting place."

"What is there to learn from Yi Di's knowledge? We don't need to learn anything from Yi Di at all."

"You guys, these traitors who are learning the knowledge of Yi and Di, really make me sick when I see you."

After saying that, the one-armed warrior raised the sword held by his one-arm high and pointed the blade at the boy's head.

"Hey...!" The young man held his head in his hands, his body trembling with a more frightening amplitude and speed.

Just when the one-armed warrior was about to swing down the sword in his palm, he suddenly heard a metallic "click" sound coming from behind him.

The one-armed warrior's pupils shrank suddenly, and then jumped to the side as a conditioned reflex.

boom!

The sound of the pistol being fired was deafening.

A hot bullet grazed the one-armed warrior's cheek, leaving a hot blood trail on the one-armed warrior's face.

The one-armed warrior hid in a nearby room with a slightly embarrassed posture, and then with a gloomy expression, he poked half of his face out of the hiding room and looked towards the direction where the gunshot came from just now.

I saw a middle-aged man standing at the end of the corridor where the one-armed warrior had just been, holding a bloody knife in his right hand, and a revolver with smoke still coming out of the muzzle in his left hand.

"Katsu Rintaro...?!" The one-armed warrior's pupils shrank again.

This middle-aged man was none other than Katsurin Taro, whom he had just taken Kamino to meet at noon today.

"Azheng!" Katsurin Taro shouted to the young man, "Come here quickly!"

"Old teacher!"

The timely appearance and rescue of his mentor moved the young man greatly, and at the same time, he also gained new strength.

Feeling that his hands and feet were no longer shaking, the boy got up from the ground and ran towards Katsurin Taro.

"Tsk..." The one-armed warrior curled his lips and tried to rush out to chase the young man and Katsurin Taro.

But as soon as he leaned out half of his body from the room, Katsurin Taro quickly shot the one-armed samurai again, forcing the one-armed samurai to retract his body back into the room.

During this dodge, Katsurin Taro had already taken the young man and fled away...

Rintaro Katsu took the boy and fled to the stairs leading upstairs, then pointed at the stairs with his hand.

"Azheng! Go to the roof quickly! Go quickly! I have asked Meigoro to set up defenses on the roof!"

Fanshu Diao Institute has three floors in total.

The roof of the building mentioned by Katsurin Taro is the third floor of the temple.

"Well, what about you, teacher? Won't you go to the top of the building with me?"

"There should be some people who haven't been killed yet." Shenglin Taro said solemnly, "I want to rescue them all! Don't worry about me, hurry up and go to the roof!"

"Tenchu——!"

At this time, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from behind Katsurin Taro and pounced on Katsurin Taro.

"Teacher! Your back..."

boom!

Before the young man finished his warning, Katsurin Taro quickly turned around, raised the revolver in his left hand, aimed at the black figure who was planning to attack him, and shot the black figure in the head, blowing the head of the black figure directly.

"Don't underestimate the elderly!"

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Chapter completed!