I'm starting a mythical revival in Tokyo

Chapter 2 Vest is a goddess

Yamada Kiyomi is both an unfortunate and lucky person.

Unfortunately, his once happy family was corrupted by drugs. Even though his wife went to a drug rehabilitation center four times, she could not reverse her fate of becoming a drug addict, which eventually led to the tragedy of a son killing his mother. His son subsequently became mentally ill and was admitted to a mental hospital.

Fortunately, he now has the ability to take revenge on drug dealers.

Shadow Walker.

This God-given ability allows him to lurk in dark corners that drug dealers would never notice, dragging them into hell one by one.

"Aba Aba..."

Yamadachu smiled and showed off the picture he had just drawn to his father. There was a small house, his parents, and a little him on the picture.

This is Aoyama Mental Hospital. Yamada cannot accept the fact that he killed his mother. He is mentally disturbed and his mind has regressed to the level of an infant.
Yamada Kiyomiya applauded his giggling son with tears in his eyes and praised him for his good painting.

My son shouldn't be like this. His life has just started, but he has to spend the rest of his life in this damn mental hospital.

My son's life shouldn't be like this!

Yamada Kiyomi comes to accompany his son every day. This is to ensure his son's safety and also to prevent himself from forgetting whose fault it is that his family has fallen into the current situation.

"Guiye, it's time to let the pestle go back."

Two nurses took Yamada's hand and coaxed him back to his ward. He didn't feel reluctant to leave. He still recognized his father and knew that his father would come every day, but where was his mother?
After his son left, Yamada Kiyomi's face became cold and resolute, and he walked side by side with Ikema Fuku in the silent corridor.

Fuku Ikema is his childhood friend and also a doctor in this mental hospital. More importantly, he is his assistant.

A small piece of paper covered with handwriting was stuffed into Yamada Kiyate's hand, and Ikema Fuku whispered about his worries.

"This is the information about a drug deal that we just collected. The information about this deal appeared very abruptly. Someone must have spread it intentionally. This might be a trap."

"A snare may catch a wild boar, but it will never catch a devil. The man who sets the snare is only seeking death."

After leaving the mental hospital, Yamada Kiyomi bought two loaves of bread and hurried to his destination. The transaction would take place tonight at Mount Moen on the outskirts of Tokyo. The distance was a bit far, so he had to rush over in advance to investigate.

The identities of hunter and prey are always changing inadvertently. He still has concerns in his heart and will not fight a battle without confidence.

……

At 3:00 in the morning, Moyuan Mountain, a small mountain with no fame, no hot springs, and no beautiful scenery, was eerily quiet. Even the chirping of insects in the past had died down today.

Animals' intuition is far sharper than humans'. When the insects were trembling and dared not make a sound, two groups of people came to the mountains.

They displayed their weapons without hesitation and explored the surroundings with tense minds.

A recent series of deaths of drug dealers in Tokyo has caused many small-time drug dealers to flee, but there is never a shortage of people who are not afraid of their lives in the drug business.

That’s what the Inagawa-kai people thought.

A group of competitors died or fled, leaving a large vacant market. If you don't seize the market at this time, you would be stupid. This is what the Yamaguchi-gumi is talking about.

The Inagawa-kai has already decided to seize this opportunity to seize the entire Tokyo market, then give each of the brothers an AK and drag all the Yamaguchi-gumi members to Tokyo Bay to feed the fish.

"Mr. Taniguchi, you brought so many people to trade, do you want to avoid paying?"

Bolsonaro, from the Gulf drug cartel, teased his old customer, saying that of course he had heard about the recent drug dealer killers, but was that a big deal?
A group of drug dealers in Tokyo couldn't even get an AK, so they deserved to die. Unlike the Gulf Group, if they don't have an AK, they can just use a rifle. If they don't have any, they can just use a rocket launcher, as big as the caliber. Pistols are for women, not for men.

Both parties were old acquaintances, so they skipped the boring probing process and just put a box of flour and a box of US dollars on the table to start inspection.

All of this was seen by Yamada Kiyomi, who was hiding in the shadows. He was a man with a clear moral bottom line, so he would always witness drug deals with his own eyes and make sure that his targets were real drug dealers before taking action. "There are no innocent people, bastards, your death is coming."

"boom!"

A gunshot broke the silence of the night, and a gunman fell to the ground.

Yamada Oni, wearing a large black cloak, walked out from the shadows. He wanted to let these sinners know who their god of death was.

"Kill him!"*2
Dozens of guns opened fire at the same time, and the drug dealers were confident that even if God came, they would die here today.

Yamada Gui doesn’t know whether God is dead or not, but he will not die!

Yamada Kiyomi can clearly feel that he becomes stronger every time he kills a drug dealer. He believes that this is God's reward for him because he is on the path of revenge.

But actually this is his salary.

Mogui considers himself a man with a conscience, so all the energy collected by Yamada Gui is divided into 20% and 80%. Mogui only takes 80%, and the remaining 20% ​​is used to strengthen his employees to prevent them from dying suddenly while working. Isn't this a big conscience?

Yamada Ki was also moving through the dense rain of bullets. His speed was not as fast as the bullets, but it was also faster than Bolt's. His dynamic vision could clearly see the trajectory of the bullets.

The flexible body reaps the lives of drug dealers like dancing. The dagger of pain cuts through the body of every drug dealer, giving them unbearable pain.

There is one thing that is wrong in the rumors about the drug dealer killer, that is, he never tortured the drug dealers. The so-called torture was inflicted by them themselves in order to relieve the pain caused by the painful dagger. So to be precise, those drug dealers all committed suicide.

Unable to bear the pain, the drug dealers began to scratch their skin, but even if they tore off their own flesh, they could not stop the pain that penetrated deep into their souls. However, they found a solution, which was to shoot themselves in the head. Then they would die and there would be no more pain.

The gunshots stopped, and in the entire transaction scene, only Yamada Kiyomi was still standing, and there was not even a stain of blood on his body.

Yamada Kiyaya walked to a car and punched it directly through the door.

"Yes, I have become stronger."

Strength is Yamada Kiyomi's weakest point, his abilities are more inclined towards speed and agility. He silently calculated his current strength in his mind, but a sudden strong light interrupted his thoughts.

Are drones a support for drug dealers?
Yamada Kiyomiya picked up an AK and tried to shoot down the drone. For him now, shooting down a low-flying drone was not a problem at all.

"Mr. Yamada Kiyomi, we can talk."

Have you found out my real identity? Ikejian Fuku has not contacted me and my son is safe, so he can't be a drug dealer. Then who is he?

"Who are you? Who do you represent?"

"Mr. Yamada, I'm Inspector Kyogoku of the Kyogoku family. We, the Kyogoku family, want to cooperate with you. If you're willing, see you at the Cat's Eye Cafe in Setagaya District at 12 noon tomorrow."

Kyogoku Makoto did not hide his identity, which was extremely dangerous because the other party might kill him to silence him.

But integrity is the foundation of cooperation, and that transcendental power means that the initiative is in the hands of the other party. As long as Yamada Oni is willing to talk, everything is possible.

The drone left and Yamada Oni did not shoot. He felt that he really needed to talk to the other party. He had to leave some protection for his son. It was not that he did not trust his childhood friend Ikema Fuku, but that the other party also had his own family.

After returning home, Yamada Oniya immediately knelt down and prayed to the statue in front of him.

"Redemption of the innocent, eternal fire of revenge, goddess walking in the underworld, great goddess of vengeance Gorgon, please listen to my prayer..."

Mogui likes the hard-working Yamada Kiyomi, but he doesn't like him disturbing his sleep in the early morning. If you have something to say, can't you just tell him during the day?
The energy has increased again. Good employee, let me hear what you have to say.

(End of this chapter)