Limit Breaker

"Huh? Something's noisy here."

"Is the command system in chaos?"

Aaron and Magnus tilt their heads in a sudden state when they see the Slum attacking them bewildered.

"Hey, what's the chain of command for those slums, anyway? Do you think there's such a thing as structure for a bunch of assholes?"

"Well……."

Like Aaron said, they're just people who shoot and watch when they're seen.

Therefore, when I retreated to a complex alleyway, I often misunderstood that they were enemies who suddenly encountered each other in the form of 'a'.

The fancy word "command line" should never be used for such misfits.

After all, Magnus has gained a lot of practical experience dealing with people in slums who want to hunt them for days, learning how to use features depending on the situation, and occasionally dealing with talents who are very quick to earn money.

Aaron's hands-on experience cured bad habits by technologically hardening them, and his general talents quickly grew out of the ordinary, or because of his strong will.

"But we've got a problem in a direction we don't know about. What are you gonna do?"

"Let's take this opportunity to go deeper into the slum and rest. We can't afford to get tired of bullying like the Lost Childs have."

Training was good, but I was a little mentally exhausted while sleeping for a few days.

Judging that he can't swing the pursuers' intentions, Magnus takes this opportunity to relax and decides to continue Aaron's training until the enemy finds them.

"Good. Let's bounce while they're distracted."

Aaron also followed them, not arguing, because he knew that rest was important, even to deal with tracers who would bite their necks while waiting for them to tire.

At first I thought something had happened to the Rothschild family, but they wouldn't have done anything to slow the slums down their aggression, which would have exhausted them.

No matter what happened, they moved deeper into the slum than the situation that solved the question.

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Tata, Tata, Tata--!!

"Chug!"

"Grr!"

An Asian man who hugs a woman with his left hand with a cut waist and shoots blatantly at people with a submachine gun with his right hand.

"Kahahaha! Now I'm relieving my stress! I've been so frustrated that I haven't enjoyed my education fighting only the strongest of them all!"

"Yikes! ♥ Jin-woo's over there too!"

Aki, a woman with straight hair like black silk, was fiercely supportive of her beloved husband's massacre, leaning on the shoulder of her comrade who shoots everyone in sight.

"Fuck! Kill him! Kill him!"

Slum residents have gathered a large pile of junk and made a concealed object to shoot.

Shotguns, pistols, etc. all fired.

Ooh--

The woman in the back of Jinwoo, Ycilia, unfolds a bronze shield and lightly blocks the enemy's bullet.

The enemy heads for the barricades that are blocking the passage, bringing back the power of the mind-set.

Kwazazac!

Since it was not a military barricade or a police barricade to prevent enemy movements, it was just a small collection of conspicuous junk, it was eliminated in advance of blocking the movements of the herd while being easily destroyed by the attack of Ycilia.

"Ow!"

"Grrrgh!"

It was Dum who got rid of the few people hiding behind it.

"Fuck! What the hell are they?! Who the hell are you?!"

Slums, psychological dynamics that are sensitive to the dynamics of residents, or others, despaired of the overwhelming difference in power as Ycilia suffered the wave of dynamics just blown away.

"Get out of the way!"

At that time, five lumps of roughly worn-out muscle began to flow in.

Despite orders to deal with Iron Muscle's men and outsiders,

"Aki, take care of it."

"Yes ~ ♥"

Jinwoo grabbed Aki's waist, lightly kissed her on the neck, and pushed her forward slightly.

"Don't kill her!"

As soon as I saw Aki's beauty, the leader urgently shouted.

They were dead bitches anyway, so they thought of catching and raping men and women, and others ran with a conscience to see if their voices and opinions were the same, but they couldn't confirm the existence of the ninja behind their backs because they were only blindfolded by Aki's appearance.

No, I know, but I wouldn't take it so seriously.

It wouldn't be a big deal for a woman to be a petty Asian guy like that.

Rather, they quickly lost her and stripped her of her clothes, and they vented more ferociously into the male desire to rub her big breasts as much as they wanted.

Shroud-

Either reach your arms out to the back of your head and take out the ninja or Aki.

And then...

Huh-

As she lowered her posture, she shot forward, swinging the ninja razor from the head of the man in front to the lower body. She sliced aside, slicing the abdomen of the man who was following her, and then slipped aside. The others in the rear also swung the ninja razor and cut off the head to the tip, or swiftly slicing the two throats.

To put it this way, it's a long story.

"Eh……?"

"Huh…?"

"What... was that...?"

The servants of Iron Muscle and the slums around them waited less than a second for the residents to see Aki's many forms.

A person with poor vision can only be seen from a short distance behind Iron Muscle's minions.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

So the white man at the back, he didn't understand what he was going through, but he was about to swing his fist at Aki.

Gurgle-

"Huh…?"

He suddenly felt a faint sensation as his gaze dropped down.

Puck-Degur--

As he collided with the ground, he was embarrassed by his point of view rolling around, and he was able to see what was happening to him and his colleagues when his point of view stabilized.

'My... My body...?'

His familiar clothing and body disappears, drooping toward the air, and other colleagues split in half, his upper body and lower body separate, or one by one die sprinkling blood and guts all in a flash.

Degurr--

And the last thing he saw was a coworker's face slit his throat like his own and disappeared out of sight with a frightening look on his face.

Chop-chop!

Aki sprinkles blood, swinging the ninja toward the air, and puts the ninja in the sheath on his back.

"Monster... monster!"

"How do you beat that thing! Fuck!!"

"Ahhhh!"

The slums were demoralized by Aki's sudden slash of five talents, trying to get out of here while bouncing out of cover.

Tata, Tata, Tata, Tata, Tata--!!

Pufferpuck!

"Grr!"

"Ahhhh!"

After that, the herd went crazy and made several holes in his back.

"Leah. Reload."

Chop-chop!

Jinwoo stretched her arms out to the side when there was no living human in sight, and Iscilia, who received subspace from God, sharpened the magazine with her mind.

You just have to reload, why would I let anyone?

"Hmmm! Your scent still smells good in this gutter. It's too natural to think of it as perfume... What the hell is it supposed to smell like?"

"Gahaha ~ ♥ Itchy! ♥"

I have to hang out with Aki in the meantime.

Jinwoo held Aki's belly in his arms and put her in his arms, sniffing the smell of her neck and hair, or gently irritating her neck with her lips.

Ooo-!!

"Tsk!?"

"Wax?"

"Reloaded! Aki! How long are you going to stick around?"

However, the affections of the two men and women ended with the mind force of Iscilia, whose lips were piercing with a pointy face as they gathered in a triangle.

"What are you doing! I was hugging Jin-woo a while ago!"

"But you held on longer than me!"

The two women started bickering like teenage girls, even though they were younger, even though they lived their whole lives.

"Oh, I can't do this."

At that time, Jinwoo opened her mouth with a slightly stiff expression and gathered their gaze.

"What's going on?"

"P. Choreography. Violence. Death."

He said one word about what he saw and felt, and finally turned his gaze towards Iscilia and Aki.

"And my females. All I can think about is the stuff that makes a man burn, so my alter ego's gonna go through my pants. So,"

Wow!

"Yikes! ♥"

"Ahhhh!"

Jinwoo flies her tongue, enjoying their body temperature and body odor, hugging Aki and Iscilia, both of whom were bickering.

"Let's cut to the chase."

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There are many organizations in New York Harlem, but there are five major organizations that dominate Harlem as a whole.

Coincidentally the same number of Pentagon leaders, the Pentagon encourages pentagonal symbols and leaders with various values and perspectives to not be sidelined, whereas they simply kill and fight each other, and in some ways, they become hardened to a five-steel system.

After all, the first is an organization led by the Iron Muscle, each one made up of Motufa.

Other soldiers who have been dishonorably discharged, who have committed excessive crimes and are no longer able to serve as mercenaries, are gathered under an organization called the Death Army.

The home of a villain called Black Gold who uses all kinds of criminal goods (weapons, drugs, human trafficking, etc.) on the outside.

Friends, enemies, poisons that run like hell once they're caught, and junkies that gather under the White Spice.

"Circus" with glamour and mind control as weapons, slaves eager to lay down their lives at his command.

Although there was originally an organizational name, the villains of these organizations were so notorious that they were using a nickname that explained their organizational tendencies together, they soon became the same as his.

After all, these five organizations have been notorious for their illegal owners of black money, wrinkling New York Harlem Street.

Iron Muscle contacted the hotline telling the other four that he could no longer see the tails stirring up Harlem at will, and they were also starting to work together temporarily in conjunction with the riots of Jinwoo, because patience had reached its limit in the form of outsiders.

We fight over territorial and commodity issues, but before that, we made a pact to wipe out all outsiders who ridicule the Harlem family.

They want to attack the rioting mob, Magnus, who crawled into the slums to hide from them, and all of Roschchild's pursuers who came looking for him. The five organizations form a large group of three, ordering a massive assault on outsiders who run rampant.

Magnus' group struggles to find the way deeper into the chaos and into the chaos, and Rosschild's pursuers begin to besiege them, taking possession of the cleanest spots at all.

And then, the third group that flocked to attack the group that was massacred at random.

Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp...

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Ahh ~ ♥ Jin-woo ~ ♥ Please wrap one more step in me quickly! ♥"

In a place where the corpse was clutching the wall and sticking out the pussy of beautiful women.

"……."

"……."

"……."

"……."

In each organization, the elite organization for real is hidden, but that doesn't mean that the people here kneel anywhere.

Growing up in the slums going through all this stuff, they were poisonous, unlike most people.

However, they also look ridiculous when outsiders don't run away from the body they killed and have sex with.

"Huh? You're here already? Wait! Wait! One shot! Cheaper! I'll take care of you!"

Pow, pow, pow, pow!!

Jinwoo is starting to feel a bit overwhelmed, so she grabs Iscilia's white butt and shakes her back vigorously.

"Kihi-it! Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!

The woman's side is amazing, and the big, ugly faces come rushing in, breathing alive, but she doesn't blink and accepts her penis.

"You outsider!"

At that time, a man with a neurotic impression shot out faster than a bullet and wielded a rod in the form of a specially fabricated alloy pipe.

Peek!!

Jiwoo, who waved his back without looking back, was viciously beaten by the attack, and his head bent forward.

"Die...!?"

"Hey."

A man with a face on his arm that stretched out at an unbelievable speed as he tried to hit his back again.

Jinwoo, who was bowing his head, vomited to live in anger with a very sad expression, completely contrary to the light expression until just now.

"Me."

Right -- right --

"Shhh... Shhh...!"

"Wait a minute."

Cadduk!

"Woohoo!"

"Wait."

Get out!

"Did you?"

Win -

Twisting his wrist, holding his face, crushing his neck bone with his grip, right? 'I grabbed my chin at the part and swung it.

Fluffy.

Thanks to this, the man's neck snaps in a direction that should not be bent, and he slumps down without strength.

However, despite the death of his colleagues, others' expressions were not that serious.

"Heh. Well done."

"I don't like being too lucky to be on the top line."

The other organization stood still because it was beneficial to reduce the number of enemies who would become enemies later, and the people on the same side were giggling, saying that they disliked the man who left first.

"You guys."

However, Jinwoo opened his mouth to them.

"Do you have any idea how shitty it feels when a mother walks in the door like that? Do you know the unpleasantness about cum getting in?"

"Ha. What's he saying?"

"They're handing us wholesale money because they've only dealt with one of those things."

They didn't take Jinwoo's warning seriously.

Though he seemed more competent than he thought, he was confident that he could not beat this number.

However, in the midst of experiencing emotions, Jiwoo's annoyance of being interrupted removed the option of a comfortable death for them.

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It's just that when a mother enters the house, she gets upset and ends up getting upset, but I think she's going to be annoyed when she gets interrupted.

Is this just me?