"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Muzzle flashes flickered repeatedly at the dim entrance to the passage.
Yet the expected sight of blood and flesh flying never appeared.
Kirishima Bupai did not even turn around.
His right hand, hanging at his side, casually flicked the instant the shots rang out.
"Clink! Clink! Clink! Clink!"
Four exceptionally crisp sounds, like metal striking metal, almost overlapped with the gunshots.
The scorching bullets stopped in midair less than a foot from Kirishima Bupai's body...
The next moment, as though some invisible force had precisely cleaved them down the middle, they became eight pieces of twisted metal and fell limply to the ground.
"How the fuck is that even possible?!" The savage grin on the Police Superintendent's face instantly froze, turning into utter terror.
"Swish!"
The next second, searing pain shot through his remaining wrist.
He did not even see the flash of the blade. He only felt a chill at his wrist, followed by warm liquid gushing out and agonizing pain.
"Aaaaaah!!!"
Clutching the stump that had once again been severed cleanly at the wrist, the Police Superintendent screamed like a pig being slaughtered.
That scream acted like a signal, fully rousing all the guards around them who were coming to and the armed reinforcements who had just arrived.
Countless gazes filled with uncertainty, anger, and fear instantly converged on them.
A Demon Slayer Corps member assigned to watch their rear hurried to Kirishima Bupai's side and whispered anxiously, "Lord Void Hashira! We can't stay any longer!"
"The reinforcements and guards are all awake! The Kakushi have already evacuated all the wounded! We've always been at odds with the authorities!"
"If we don't leave now, they'll pin every last bit of blame on us! They'll treat us as the culprits behind all of this!"
The