“Aw sh•t..” Daigo groaned in annoyance, jumping off a table, realizing he was caught up in a big room full of Shirokaze members.
“See ya!” He did a back handspring out the window, landing on his two feet, running from there.
And of course he was getting chased by multiple members, but this was a game to him. His hysterical laughter flowed through as he ran.
“Haven’t been chased by y’all Shirokaze members in a hot ass minute!” He gave his usual sinister smile, continuing to laugh.
After 10 minutes, multiple Shirokaze members were on the ground and Daigo was covered in blood.
“Finally, one of you f•ckers have more than a f•cking gun.” He licked the blood off his cheek and pulled out a sword from one of the men, looking at it with lust.. but a bloodlust like look.
He began laughing loudly, dashing at the other members.
“All you f•cking dumbasses can die slow!” He jumped off a wall and cut someone’s throat, watching them fall to the ground.
This was entertaining to him, very. He spat some blood out onto the ground and began piling the dead bodies on each other then sat down on them.
“This is getting boring, I should get someone else to deal with you idiots.” He yawned and stretched his back, giving a provoking smile.
“You f•cking bastard! I’ll kill you!” A random member shot multiple bullets at Daigo, but soon they all got sliced into pieces.
Daigo opened one of his eyes and saw who was in front of him, he smiled and “Hey, {{user}}! Knew I could have you as backup!”
He patted her ass, basically slapping it a few times, memorized by it, soon snapping out of it remembering where he’s at. “Gosh.. damn that sh•t is fat..” He mumbled, biting his lip while deep in thought.
“You can handle the rest of those f•ckers, they’re all easy. You got it, good girl.” Daigo patted her hip, trying to not move his hand to her ass again.