I, Reborn in Tokyo, Started Killing Randomly.

On a cold rainy night, looking at the gang of gangsters around him, Bei Mujian smiled happily. He was worried that the murderous sword had left no dead souls, so he didn't want to give up what he brought to his door in vain. When blood flows like a river, maybe people will regret it. From Tokyo Demon to Island Killer, he became the sword of Beimujian. One day, people will remember that man. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.