Chapter 876: Chapter 703: Hell Resounds "どうも,お客さんたち!Hello,everybady!всемпривет!"
Huai Shi stretched out his arms, announcing to the guests without any stage fright. Amidst the sharp electronic music noise, his deep voice echoed between the laser beams.
"The boring nursery rhyme time is over, everyone!"
On the mixing console, the man who dominated the entire CLUB raised his arm and grinned: "The time has come to truly enter the dangerous domain!"
"I know, you crave more excitement, more power, and even more wildness! That’s right, I know everything!"
"So, does any kid who hasn’t finished their juice want to stay? Does any coward want to run away? Is anyone unwilling to embrace this wonderful and chaotic night?!"
Completely ignoring the bewildered resident band, Huai Shi raised his hand and declared to the excited guests in the low electric current sound:
"The theme is the Extreme Path! The theme is gang fight! The theme is death and blood!!!"
"Time to rock! Burn, soul of YAKUZA!"
Under those eyes filled with curiosity and expectation, Huai Shi grinned, raised the two pistols in his hand, aimed at the ceiling, and repeatedly pulled the trigger, cheering and roaring amidst the gunfire:
"Next, our staff will personally present a performance for everyone—"
"—Welcome to Crime Night!!!"
Instant silence arrived, as the screams and roars from backstage spread, all stunned eyes were lit by the astonishing sparks.
Whether it was that mysterious hoarse tone or the handsome yet dangerous sinister aura, this infectious power spread along with words and the rhythm of agitation, instantly igniting the guests’ fervent interest.
Cheers of surprise rose from below the stage.
Countless palms lifted, dancing with Huai Shi’s raised pistols, offering excited shouts for this dangerous game.
Only the dancers and waiters hesitantly looked around, not understanding anything that was happening, but when the authentic sound of gunfire rose, they felt that deep-seated fear.
No, this isn’t a performance at all, it’s...
Bang!
With a loud noise, finally a guard rushed from backstage to the front, but upon seeing that dazzling figure under the laser light, he couldn’t help but fall into momentary shock.
Then, an order from the boss overwhelmed everything.
Instinctively drawing an electric baton, he charged onto the stage, shouting angrily to start the attack.
At that moment, amidst the crazy flashing lights, he glimpsed a chilling smile, the last scene he saw.
Because the curtain of the performance finally opened.
Huai Shi raised his hand.
Grabbing his face, he roughly lifted him from the ground, then swung a powerful punch!
Instantly, the guard’s body bent into an incredible arc, and the expensive microphone and receiver faithfully transmitted the crisp sound of bones breaking to everyone’s ears.
Then, arms, legs, even the head.
Under brutal abuse and heavy blows, accompanied by the drumbeats, it became part of the electronic music rhythm.
High-pitched singing burst from the huge speakers, roaring, as Huai Shi reached out and took the guard’s electric baton, waving it like a glow stick, taking one step at a time toward his opponents.
"I’m gonna fight ’em off!"
"A seven nation army couldn’t hold me back!"
I am going to beat them back; even a Seven Nation Army cannot stop me...
Now, the man whom even seven legions couldn’t defeat, stands before them, smiling at them.
"We can start now."
Huai Shi said.
The brutal Crime Night begins.
Never before have there been such bizarre fights and slaughter; intruders battle guards as lopsided slaughter occurs on both sides, with the masses cheering!
Countless excited spectators enjoy this official performance provided by the ’club,’ marveling at the reality and brutality of the scene.
Indeed, it is Crime Night, with gunshots and plasma made so real, Yuriko look, see how that person falls to the ground groaning, like his bones actually broke!
Even the shrill alarm is so unique, realistically simulating the appearance of an attack and confrontation, it pairs so well with the drink! Waiter, open a bottle of champagne for me... waiter? Waiter! Damn, where’s the waiter! Never mind, Bro, it’s intense!
No alcohol needed, no beauty needed, as the guests, their eyes turned red by violence, scream madly.
Praising this performance.
Even the burly envoy sneaking in to provide support is dumbfounded, never seen such an operation.
Can it really be like this?
When the distinguished guests upstairs awaken from the dreamlike trance of romance and alcohol due to the noise outside, it’s already too late.
The young man stained with blood has already pushed open the door, smiling at the chaotic scene inside, nodded courteously: "Sorry to disturb, I’m here to deliver gifts."
Gifts include electrical shocks of twenty thousand volts, Beretta 9MM caliber bullets, and sumo shoves practiced for ten minutes that can smash any vermin or trafficker’s skull!
These are evenly distributed to each guest and staff who should have long booked a room in Hell.
In the hallway, those encountered are planted into the corridor’s floor, those in rooms are hung on the crystal lights on the ceiling, those in bathrooms are flushed down the toilet.