The stick-swinger was not sure about the samurai sword, but he was at least not as tragic as using a finger tiger to fight against the old Fujiwara, who was old. If he had the help of the narrow terrain here, he might be able to fight...

Lao Neng still approached her slowly, as if he didn't think Ying could pose any threat to him. In fact, even Ying himself was not sure that she would definitely defeat Lao Neng.

Lao Neng lowered his head slightly, and seemed not to look directly into Ying's eyes, but looked at the stick in Ying's hand. It was always changing. Ying's eyes could not kill people. The only things that could pose a threat to Lao Neng were the hands and feet and the stick.

When he came to Ying, Lao Neng held the hilt of the samurai sword tightly with both hands, raised the knife and slashed at Ying, but exposed his body in front of Ying in this short window. "Flaw!" Ying naturally would not give up such an excellent opportunity, and immediately hit the end of the swaying stick with his right hand towards Lao Neng's right rib.

But what Ying didn't expect was that after Lao Neng was hit hard by the stick with the right rib, he did not show any knockout. Instead, he only held the samurai sword with his left hand, and his right hand had already released the samurai sword in advance. After the stick was hit, he clamped the end of the stick with his big arm. Then, when Ying hurriedly tried to pull the stick back, he grabbed the small protrusion at the end of the stick with his right hand.

"Tsk!" Ying held the other hand on the handle of the stick. She tried to use some force, but found that although the power of her hands could indeed compete with Lao Neng's one-handed one, she could not pull the stick back in a short time.

The most troublesome thing is that Lao Neng's other hand is not used for boring things like being strong, but is still holding the samurai sword hanging high above the firefly's head.

"Die!" With this roar, Lao Neng did not let the samurai sword slash down, but pulled the firefly in his right hand and lifted his right foot directly.

"Woo!" Ying's calves were kicked hard by the front end of the wooden clogs that Lao Neng stepped on, causing Ying to arch her body immediately.

"Kung Fu is so bad..." It was not until this time that Lao Neng slashed the samurai sword that had been hanging high for a long time, intending to kill Firefly here with one blow. "Don't learn the righteousness and come out to be a hero and righteous person!"

But it was not only Fujiwara and Takashi who had been knocked down, but also Conan, who needed heavy objects to launch a powerful attack.

"Uh--" The hand holding the samurai sword was in the air, and the half of the stick he had held in his hand also fell to the ground. The reason was that a crossbow arrow was inserted into the outside of Lao Neng's left leg.

"I'm in the dark now," Qianyu's voice rang to Lao Neng's right. "What can you do with me?"

"!" Lao Neng immediately turned to the right, looked carefully in the darkness, trying to find Qian Yu's traces.

But the question is, how could the crossbow arrow in the left side come from the shooter on the right? And did Qianyu's voice must have been made by Qianyu?

The second crossbow arrow was pierced on Lao Neng's back heart, but the crossbow arrow was not able to penetrate. I'm afraid it was because he was wearing protective clothing similar to armor? Thinking of this, the hand that his arrow could have before was probably just because the other party did not really sacrifice his flexibility and put all the armor on him?

"..." He turned around and looked at the direction where Qian Yu was really in, and then looked at the place where Qian Yu's voice came before. Lao Neng finally chose to turn around, and finally bent down slightly, and entered the jungle on his side at a speed that surprised Qian Yu.

"Missue..." Qianyu realized at this time that he had not chosen to transfer, it seemed that he was not a mistake enough - if he had been in this temple for a long time, the nearby jungle was obviously quite familiar... If Niu Ruomaru could complete fast maneuver under such complex terrain, then Lao could possibly complete such a task here.

Of course, it is even more stupid to transfer when Lao Neng has already entered. After all, transfer will definitely make a sound, and the sound at this distance can no longer escape the other party's ears.

Thinking of this, Qian Yu bent down slightly and once again picked up the reloaded umbrella - I can't run anyway, so it's better to stay in place and prepare for an ambush, attack the non-defense area at close range, and find a way to transfer it after getting the time that I can lose my place.

Suddenly, the noise generated by Lao Neng's actions through the grass disappeared, and the nearby jungle fell into a rare tranquility at this moment.

Although Qianyu's auxiliary unit can provide low-light night vision capabilities, it is not a domineering night vision mode like thermal imaging, so in such a relatively small space, there is definitely no dominant power as a samurai sword. Qianyu was confident that the ambush was entirely because the opponent's voice could form a rough position prediction and gain a tactical surprise advantage after it was transmitted to the auxiliary unit.

I just hope that the other party will be quiet because the other party has not moved, not because the other party is too familiar with the place and can make a breakthrough without causing a sound.

...

Meanwhile, at the entrance of the temple.

"..." He gritted his teeth slightly and let his knees sink into the soil in a kneeling posture. Firefly looked at the two warriors who pointed their sword at him with a little unhappy.

[If I had known this, I would have brought a gun to me... But the question is how could I have thought of such a thing? Not to mention that she was called over urgently, even if she had time to prepare in advance, she would not have brought any military equipment when she came out to play this time!]

Before being called to the hospital by Fujiwara, she was shopping, but Fujiwara told her that the situation was urgent and asked her to bring cosmetics that could make him disguised as the dark-skinned guy and the guy's clothes (the solid muscles hidden under the clothes did make Hokage compare him with a little Fukawa, but in the end she found that it might be like Fukawa that looks more suitable for her face control taste). At the foot of Fujiwara, Hokage then put on makeup similar to the skin color of Hattori Heiji on his face and hands. In this way, Fujiwara's clothes on the ship covered most of his body tightly and covered his body with the eyes of others - of course, she really had no choice but to do anything about the mismatch of height and the clothes that were not suitable for her.

[Forget it, it doesn’t make sense to think about these things now. I’d better think about how to deal with these two guys…]

【By the way, Fujiwara is in the room, and Chia is in the jungle over there, so what about Conan?】
Chapter completed!