"Mountain Path Association! Kill them!"
"Cough!"
Teraoka Yamanaka's words were full of disdain. In an instant, all the thugs under the Mountain Path Association picked up the weapons hidden on their bodies, roaring with all their might. It was like ancient soldiers charging on a battlefield, rushing toward other gangs in the hall.
Ogura Toshi's neck veins bulged as he kicked away a charging thug from the Mountain Path Association and drew two Japanese-style Kyozetsu from behind him.
"Baka! A bunch of idiots!!"
"Ogura Toshi!!"
As soon as the words were spoken, a burly black figure suddenly burst out of the crowd like a mad bull, crashing into several thugs. Finally, it leaped into the air, a gleaming military knife like beastly fangs aimed straight at Ogura Toshi's face.
Bang!
Ogura Toshi crossed his dual blades to block, only to be staggered back with a single impact, stepping over a dining table and nearly falling to the ground.
