Tokyo Detective

Chapter 564 My Lord, Times Have Changed
The bystanders were actually clones that Naoki Hanyu had arranged to infiltrate the area, and he was quite surprised that the old man would notice him.

The next second, Rashid appeared in front of his clone like a phantom, the table was overturned, and his withered hand casually caught 400% of the Dragon Fist's full power.

Rashid subdued the rebellious clone, his five fingers gripping its head firmly like sharp claws.

"Not bad, young man. Who are you? I didn't see you on the list."

The lewd clone revealed a disdainful look.

"Old man, who are you? What business is it of yours who I am?"

"Oh, it's been a long time since I've met someone who isn't afraid of death. Young man, you've worked so hard to achieve what you have today, so don't be tempted to die."

Rashid clenched his fingers, and the bones of his clone cracked. Although the clone looked pained, it remained defiant and uttered threatening words.

"Let's see who dies. At your age, you still trespass on other people's territory and cause trouble. Aren't you afraid of dying here?"

Rashid gave a contemptuous smile.

"For over 100 years, many people have wanted me dead, but in the end they all died before me. So young man, how do you think I will die?"

The erotic clone stared intently at the old man.

"The world has changed, let's eat stones."

As soon as the clone finished speaking, his head was crushed by Rashid, and his body twitched without dying for a moment.

"Young people should be more polite."

The elder of the Assassin's Guild looked at the branch manager and said calmly.

"You're the head of the branch, find out this person's background as soon as possible."

"Yes, I will do it as soon as possible."
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Rashid then looked at the executioner, Elio.

"Elliot, it seems there have been some changes to the plan. Are you interested in joining forces?"

"I wouldn't mind teaming up with you, you old codger, until we achieve our goal."

Seeing that the two strongest individuals had reconciled, the supervisor quickly chimed in.

"With the two of you here, I believe the mission will be very simple. Everyone, the Assassin's Guild has prepared all kinds of weapons for this mission, including sniper rifles, high explosives, and even more than a dozen semi-powered armored vehicles."

The weapons weren't anything special, but the dozen or so semi-powered armored vehicles were enough to make many assassins envious; these were high-end items that money couldn't always buy.

Elio also showed curiosity. As a former soldier, he was different from the other immortals and had a high level of understanding and acceptance of modern technology.

"Since that's the case, then we..."

Elio abruptly stopped mid-sentence and rushed towards the meeting room door with Rashid, away from the outer wall.

The change happened so fast that most people hadn't even realized what the two old men meant, except for the two martial arts masters who realized what was going on and followed them.

The next second, a terrifying explosion destroyed the outer wall, flames and debris tore apart the martial arts masters' bodies, which had been tempered and refined over time, blood evaporated, and charred limbs were scattered all over the ground.

More than a dozen assassins perished here, and the entire building developed many cracks, with steel bars protruding from the cement.

Rashid caught a flying stone, and the slight pain in his body shocked and angered him.

"what happen."

No one responded; they remembered what the man who had just died had said.

"Could it be?"

Before anyone could discuss it, explosions followed.

Five minutes ago, a total of 22 F-35 series fighter jets flew under the moonlight. Today, the sky was cloudless, which was not a suitable time for Naoki Hanyu to make his move, but he still came.

Today's objective is not only to strike at our enemies, but also to assert our sovereignty over the Japanese government.

One squadron of fighter planes crossed the Seto Inland Sea and officially entered Osaka Bay.

Naoki Hanyu could see ships coming and going in the bay through his instruments. It was clear that some people on the ships had also noticed the lights of the aircraft, but they didn't know what kind of aircraft they were.

"Arrived at the destination, all fighter jets are ready for deployment."

"receive."

"receive."

"Deploy GBU-31 satellite-guided bombs (900 kg)"

"Deploy GBU-12 Paveway II laser-guided bomb (450 kg)"

Seeing that the main body immediately launched into a 1000-kilogram bomb, the righteous clone couldn't help but offer some advice.

"Isn't this going too far and potentially harming innocent people?"

These words immediately provoked a barrage of criticism from all of Naoki Hanyu's alter egos.

Rational Avatar: "What do you mean 'too fierce'? Those bastards dared to order the assassination of the Holy Son. Don't they know that the Holy Son is Naoki Yuzuru's beloved?"

The righteous clone: ​​"Even I wouldn't dare to hit the Holy Son, yet they dared to assassinate him."

The arrogant clone shouted, "Bomb, bomb, bomb! I'm not just bombing his branch, I'm bombing his headquarters too!"

Khorne's clone: ​​"I will track you down for thousands of miles, and I will not stop until I have slaughtered everyone in the Assassin's Guild."

The sadistic alter ego said, "I want to make those bastards, his wife and daughter, taste the bitterness of despair."

The communication system was sending all sorts of nonsensical messages, leaving Naoki Hanyu speechless.

You clones make it easy for them to say. Since you're not in charge, you can say anything. The Assassin League has people all over the world. Where would he find the time to hunt down people all over the world? But simply blowing up a base is still possible.

"Stop arguing, everyone listen up, wipe out the headquarters of Extreme Martial Arts."

As a clone of Naoki Hanyu, I naturally understand what Naoki Hanyu means. Guided bombs glided towards the magnificent headquarters of the Extreme Martial Organization. The patrolling security personnel only saw streaks of meteors falling rapidly, followed by small mushroom clouds hundreds of meters high rising from the luxurious building that covered 1 cubic meters.

An explosion engulfed everything in flames, and some security personnel who couldn't escape in time disappeared in the blast.

The entire international metropolis felt a magnitude 4 earthquake. A shockwave shattered nearby windows, and some lucky people even witnessed the explosion. Even from thousands of meters away, it felt as if the heatwave was hitting them.

As the flames subsided and the smoke dissipated, what came into view was a building that looked like an abandoned structure.

More than a dozen large craters appeared in an area of ​​100,000 square meters. No buildings within the area were intact; most of them had completely collapsed.

A passing driver was stunned by the scene, unable to even care that his car was scratched by debris blown up by the impact.

"What exactly happened? Who called?"
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Above the city, Naoki Hanyu's air force squadron still lingered. Although they had completed their first mission, they still had a second one to carry out.

"Everyone separates and completes their respective tasks."

"Yes."

The fighter squadrons split up and rushed toward their respective targets, launching guided bombs and missiles one after another, striking not only the headquarters but also various core groups of the Yamaguchi-kai.

The core headquarters of the Yamaguchi-kai in Kobe City, the headquarters of the Kizunagumi in Chuo Ward, Osaka City, the headquarters of the Kodogumi in Chuo Ward, the headquarters of the Kinki Kogyo in Yodogawa Ward, the headquarters of the Matsubagumi in Naniwa Ward, and the headquarters of the Naniwagumi in Nishinari Ward.

In an instant, accompanied by the sound of air raid sirens, several locations in Osaka were attacked by missiles. The continuous explosions interrupted the overworked office workers and many people who were out having fun at night.

This city that never sleeps seems to have been put on pause, with only panicked crowds hiding in the subway looking around anxiously.

Suddenly, a noise came from the ruins of the Assassin's Guild branch. A huge stone was moved, and an old figure crawled out from it.

The survivor was none other than Rashid Jamshid "Night Owl" Neshabri, the Lord of the Assassins.

However, the once invincible old man was in terrible shape now. One thigh was missing, the other was broken, and one hand was also broken, exposing the deep white bone. Only one hand could be considered intact.

His injuries were equally severe; shrapnel from the explosion pierced his hardened body, lungs, kidneys, and even dented his skull.

"I will not die here, absolutely not. Those madmen, those madmen will never get their way."

Rashid thought of Elio, whose body had been completely destroyed, and the young man he had killed not long ago.

He had previously tried to act recklessly in the territories of other factions, and was also hunted down. The worst time was when he was only chased by armed helicopters and infantry fighting vehicles.

He really couldn't believe that someone would directly use fighter jets for large-scale bombing. The intensity of such bombing was even greater than that of the Middle East and the war between Russia and Japan. They were madmen. The Japanese were all incomprehensible madmen.

At this moment, Rashid felt a surge of regret. If he had known the Japanese were so crazy, he wouldn't have come. Today, all the elite members of the Assassin's Guild gathered here are dead.

Just then, the sound of propellers came from behind. Rashid looked up and saw several armed helicopters appear in his field of vision.

As the rope was lowered, more than ten clones slid down from it.

Rashid held his breath, trying to find a place to hide, but soon a metallic figure appeared in front of him.

"Hey old man, why are you hiding? I saw you from way over there."

Rashid pleaded pitifully.

"Please, let me go! I'm just an ordinary old man..."

Before Rashid could finish speaking, a large metal foot had already stepped on his head.

"Old man, stop joking. You didn't crush my head like that just now. Besides, I told you long ago that times have changed."

Upon hearing this, Rashid forgot his dying struggle and struggled to raise his head to see the power armor helmet lowered, revealing that familiar young face.

"How could that be? You should be dead, no!"

Rashid sprang up with his remaining injured leg, his five fingers together, trying to smash through the head of the person in front of him, until the large metal hand firmly grasped his palm.

"So this is what a martial arts grandmaster is like? Nothing special. I'm not going to say anything more, I have other things to do."

Naoki Hanyu, in his human form, raised a machine gun and blasted Rashid's head apart with a single shot. This man, who had lived for over 140 years and was possibly the longest-living human in modern times, died just like that.

He put away his machine gun with an indifferent expression, as if he were crushing an ant.

I'm the kind of person who can withstand the blast of a 155mm cannon and survive. You can't even withstand the aftershocks of an explosion, so what makes you think you can compare to me?

Just then, police sirens sounded outside. The avatar gave a brief instruction to the clone and headed towards the now-vanished gate.

"Take the spoils back with you."

"Don't worry, I'm really craving a full 15 sets of semi-powered armor."

From the direction of the entrance, a pair of fully armed mobile police officers cautiously advanced, and soon they were greeted by a metal giant.

"This road is blocked. The YMCA is on official business. Everyone, please leave."

YMCA?
All the police officers raised their guns but dared not fire, because the name YMCA carried too much weight, more intimidating than the Prime Minister or the military.

As a police officer, the captain had no choice but to ask the question, even though he was in a difficult position.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"I am the destruction of the earth."

The captain's pupils constricted slightly. He hadn't expected it to be the second-in-command. He nervously swallowed.

"May I know why you attacked?"

The incarnation opened its arms and responded loudly.

"Of course. The Extreme Martial Organization colluded with a foreign assassin alliance to assassinate high-ranking Japanese officials, so our Youth Association took action to eliminate them, including Rashid, one of the three elders of the assassin alliance."

The police riot captain didn't understand and didn't recognize Rashid.

Seeing that the other side did not make a move, he had no choice but to find a place to sit down with his men. Retreating was out of the question, and starting a war with the YMCA was also impossible.

(End of this chapter)