Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine.

Borrowing money, drug addiction, mortgaging property, selling houses, selling wives, selling daughters...

They offer a complete service with a clear division of labor and excellent teamwork. They have also expanded their business to include drugs, almost forming a complete drug industry chain.

While the people in the private room were indulging in their dream of selling drugs all over Tokyo and building a drug empire,

Miyamoto Daiki, Horita Akihiro, and several other key members suddenly realized that they were no longer in the dimly lit private room.

The woman beneath him suddenly vanished, replaced by damp, cold soil and withered leaves. Miyamoto Daiki shivered, abruptly stood up, pulled up his trousers, and looked around in utter shock.

"Where...am I?!"

The surrounding area is a dense, primeval forest.

The enormous fern, with its serrated leaves, was taller than him. Looking up, the towering tree seemed to stretch endlessly, its vines cascading down like giant green pythons.

The air was filled with a damp, decaying smell. Sunlight could barely penetrate the layered canopy of the trees overhead, with only a few golden rays filtering through the leaves and shimmering slightly on the moss on the ground.

A low, guttural cry, belonging to no known bird or beast, came from afar, its sound vibrating through the air and resonating in one's chest.

Horita Akihiro stood up, his back bumping against a thick tree fern stem. Sharp leaves grazed his cheek, leaving a shallow bloodstain.

He touched the dampness on his face, looked at the bloodstains on his fingertips, and his pupils dilated slightly.

It hurts, it feels so real. Where are they?

Is anyone there?!

He shouted at the top of his lungs.

The sound traveled deep into the dense forest, eventually leaving only an empty echo wandering among the treetops.

"Did we...inject drugs?"

Someone spoke in disbelief.

But these are things they always sell but never touch.

They knew better than anyone the dangers of drugs. Even the strongest hallucinogens couldn't produce such realistic and identical hallucinations in everyone at the same time.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible..."

Miyamoto Daiki muttered to himself, his voice unusually tense.

He really wanted to go back right now.

Just then, a rustling sound came from the bushes not far away. Everyone held their breath and turned their eyes to the shadow.

A huge insect crawled out from behind the leaf.

The insect looked to be at least two meters long, completely black, with a glossy, oily sheen on its carapace.

Its head has a pair of sickle-shaped mandibles that open and close with a slight clicking sound. Countless legs move forward alternately, and its carapace rubs against the ground, producing a rustling sound that makes your scalp crawl.

"What...what the hell is this...how can there be such a huge millipede!"

Someone took a step back, and a crisp cracking sound came from beneath their feet as a dead branch snapped underfoot.

Startled by the sound, the insect suddenly raised its head, its compound eyes reflecting a strange light as it locked onto them, and crawled towards the crowd at a speed much faster than expected.

"run!"

Someone shouted, and the group turned around and scrambled into the depths of the dense forest.

The mud underfoot was extremely slippery, and the man running in front slipped and fell face-first into a small puddle.

"help me!"

He tried to get up by pushing himself up from the ground, only to find that he had already been caught up.

The millipede's enormous body pressed down on his back, its sickle-shaped mandibles opening wide to bite the man's neck.

With a "splat", blood splattered.

"Ah!! No!! Help me! Help me!!"

The man screamed and clung to the ground, trying to escape the centipede's grasp.

The centipede's legs tightly wrapped around his body, countless legs crawling up his torso, wrapping him up tightly, its mandibles opening to devour him bite by bite, the sound of bones cracking mixed with screams echoing through the jungle.

The companion running ahead turned around, his face instantly draining of color, and instinctively reached for the gun at his waist.

"Hurry up and leave!" Miyamoto Daiki pulled him back. "He's already dead, don't waste your time here!"

The group quickened their pace, rushing into the deeper forest without looking back, the screams behind them growing fainter.

They ran for a long time with all their might before leaning against the tree trunk, panting heavily.

"They should...they should have gotten rid of them by now..."

Horita Akihiro clutched his stomach, panting heavily, his voice broken and intermittent.

Before he finished speaking, the bushes not far away shook violently.

Immediately afterwards, a deep roar came from the depths of the dense forest, the sound like muffled thunder, making people's chests tremble.

The ground trembled slightly, growing stronger and closer, shaking the water droplets off the fern leaves.

A stench of rotting flesh wafted in on the wind, so strong it was nauseating, and everyone's blood ran cold.

They stiffly turned their necks to look at the giant ferns that were falling over in swathes.

A pair of amber-colored vertical pupils looked down at them from the shadows of the trees.

"This is... a dinosaur?!"

Miyamoto Daiki's pupils trembled, and he said in disbelief.

Are you kidding me? Millipedes might still exist on Earth, but dinosaurs went extinct a long time ago.

Where exactly did they end up?!

"Roar!!"

A giant creature strode out from the ferns.

This is a giant predator that is over six meters long, with thick hind limbs, its whole body covered with dark green scales, and a row of sharp bony plates standing upright on its back, extending from the back of its head to the tip of its tail.

Its gaping maw revealed a dense array of serrated teeth, each as long as an adult's finger. Saliva dripped from between its teeth, falling onto the withered leaves on the ground and emitting a foul stench.

It lowered its head, its pupils locking onto the tiny prey, and a low, continuous growl rumbled from deep within its throat.

"run!!"

Miyamoto Daiki was the first to turn around, and the rest of the people followed suit and fled in a frantic escape.

Deafening footsteps echoed behind them, the earth trembled violently as the behemoth charged, branches snapped, ferns were trampled, and the entire jungle shuddered in the beast's fury.

The henchman running at the very back glanced back, and the gaping maw was already inches away.

Before he could even scream, the giant beast snapped its jaws shut, its sharp teeth piercing his skull. Blood and brain matter spurted from between its teeth, and his body convulsed violently in its jaws before going still.

The giant beast tilted its head back and swallowed the entire corpse whole, the sound of bones cracking as it chewed sending chills down your spine.

Another person was trampled under the giant beast's feet, his spine broken, like a tiny insect, his hands constantly clawing at the mud.

"Scatter and run! Scatter!"

Horita Akihiro screamed hoarsely, completely terrified.

The remaining few rushed into the jungle in different directions, but the giant beast was much faster than they had imagined, covering a distance of four or five meters with each step.

Another subordinate was swept away by the giant tail, his body flying more than ten meters like a kite with a broken string, crashing into a thick tree trunk, his spine bent, his whole body broken and twisted into a contorted shape.

One by one, these people fell down.

When Miyamoto Daiki and Horita Akihiro finally broke through the edge of the jungle, the scene before them filled them with utter despair.

On the open plain, the sunlight was blinding.

In the distance, dozens of pterosaurs circled in the sky, their outstretched wings blotting out the sun and casting shifting shadows.

Its sharp beak and claws reflected a cold light, and its hissing echoed incessantly.

Behind them, the footsteps of the giant beast were still approaching, and ahead, the swarm of pterosaurs in the sky had already spotted them.

At this point, they had no way out and could not think of any possibility of escape.

"Charge!"

Miyamoto Daiki gritted his teeth, shouted, drew his pistol, and fired wildly into the sky.

The gunshots sounded particularly faint across the empty plains. A bullet struck a pterosaur that was flying low overhead. The pterosaur let out a cry and fled into the distance, but more pterosaurs were startled by the gunshots and swooped down towards them.

A pterosaur extended its sharp claws, grabbed his shoulder, and lifted him off the ground.

He struggled desperately, kicking his legs wildly in the air and firing his gun upwards in a frenzy.

"Bang! Bang!"

The bullet pierced the pterosaur's wing, and the pterosaur, in pain, released its claws. Miyamoto Daiki fell from a height of four or five meters, crashing heavily to the ground. His back slammed into the ground, sending a sharp pain through him.

Before he could get up, another pterosaur swooped down and its huge beak pierced his abdomen.

"what!!"

He screamed and slammed his elbows into the pterosaur's head. The pterosaur was knocked back several steps, its beak ripped from his abdomen, pulling out a piece of intestine.

He looked down at his abdomen, where there was a fist-sized hole from which blood and fragments of internal organs were gushing out, and warm liquid was dripping down his clothes.

The intense pain caused him to howl in agony. His face was deathly pale, and he pressed his hand to the wound, trying to stop the flowing blood. His internal organs were writhing under his hand.

Another pterosaur swooped down, its beak plunging into his abdomen again, and then violently flung him away.

Miyamoto Daiki's abdominal cavity was almost completely torn open.

"Ahhh!!"

He screamed in agony, the excruciating pain driving him to the brink of fainting, making him desperately want relief.

Where am I...? Maybe... I can go back if I die...

With his last ounce of strength, he pressed the gun barrel against his temple.

Wake up!

"boom!"

Consciousness was instantly swallowed by darkness.

At this point, only Akihiro Horita was left to hold on.

Finally, he was caught up by the giant beast behind him, which bit his upper body. At the same time, a pterosaur flew over and grabbed his lower limbs.

Blood splattered, muscles torn apart. His body was severed in two, internal organs and broken bones scattered on the ground, blood gushing out and staining the green plants beneath him.

And so it all came to an end.

Meanwhile, in reality, inside the private room, apart from the unconscious woman, everyone else had stopped breathing.

Han Chuanyou's figure appeared inside the private room. He was very satisfied with the entire scene that had just unfolded.

While Hamabe Kaiho was taking her beauty nap, she suddenly heard the voice of the Grim Reaper.

"Does the dark web exist? Get me one, I need to post some things on it."

Is Death a night owl? Who can understand the helplessness of being sound asleep when a voice suddenly reaches your ear?

Binbian Haihe sobered up a bit and could only yawn as she got up: "Yes, I have many backup accounts, the source of which is unverifiable. I'll tell you about them now."

"Row."

Han Chuan You had no awareness of bothering anyone and once again realized how easy it was to have a good subordinate.

Shortly after, Han Chuanyu logged into the dark web using Miyamoto Daiki's phone.

This 18+ restricted content probably won't pass censorship, so I can only promote myself through the dark web and let the film industry and even the world experience the awe-inspiring power of magic.

It was made entirely by hand, without using any tools; a true masterpiece.

Clicking send took a little time because the resolution was so high.

Taking advantage of this time, Han Chuanyou used earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a technique used in Chinese fantasy novels) to drag all these people underground.

Everything was done, and the phone was reduced to a pile of useless electronic fragments buried deep underground.

Now, even if someone comes, they probably won't know where these people went.

Having finished his work, Han Chuanyou nodded in satisfaction, then vanished from the spot.