5 Tracing back to their origins, the main ninja schools in Japan are basically divided into seven schools: Musashi, Kai, Echigo, Shinano, Iga, Koga, and Kii. After the Tokugawa Shogunate era, there were countless ninja schools throughout Japan. Among the ninjutsu schools in Japan, the most outstanding ones with the largest number of disciples are Iga in the northwest of Mie Prefecture and Koka in the south of Shiga Prefecture.
In Japan after World War II, with the rise of the power of the Yamaguchi-gumi, many descendants of ninjas, in order to seek money and fame, openly or secretly defected to this organization, using the "ninjutsu" that has been passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years. "Work your life for the underworld and become an effective force in the Yamaguchi-gumi.
Interpol's annual report disclosed this news: at least 44% of the vicious murders that occurred in the United States in 2004 were directly or indirectly related to Japanese ninjas.
Therefore, Japanese ninjas have increasingly become a new flashpoint for global terrorist activities and are closely monitored by Interpol.
The swordsmanship I have learned is based on Chinese swordsmanship and supplemented by Western swordsmanship. When I hold a katana sword, I am naturally very good at it.
The fog continued to rise, but the two teams of ninjas in front of them remained motionless, as if waiting for new instructions from the man outside the window.
Suddenly, there was a soft sound between my legs, and a bright samurai sword was thrust straight up from the ground. I rolled on the spot to avoid the sword, and before the hand holding the sword could be withdrawn, The blade had been cut horizontally, huh - the hand was cut off at the wrist, and it flew up without a drop of blood spattering, just like a prosthetic arm when filming a movie.
"God, ghost -" the people outside the window suddenly shouted loudly, and the two teams of ninjas changed their formation, splitting up the left and right wings to outflank me. This was the change I was waiting for, rolling close to the ground, and using the "laying knife" Combining his body skills with the "chaotic cloak slash" in Western swordsmanship, he was directly involved in the enemy's camp.
In fact, I can treat this fight as an ordinary sword training class, and these ninjas who rush forward with great momentum are my training partners. As long as I stay calm and indifferent, I can be invincible.
The sound of the blade striking has been making a tinkling noise. Every time I swung the knife out, I could hear the "click" sound of the sharp blade peeling away skin and flesh, cutting off tendons and bones, but no one cried out in pain, and the air was filled with a growing sense of pain. The heavier the smell of blood became, the more sticky liquid splattered on my hands and face.
"Ghost, God -" The people outside the window were shouting "Ninja Cross Technique" again to encourage the courage of these subordinates. Unfortunately, his voice came a little late, and all twelve people had already fallen down on the ground holding their wounds. land.
I won't kill them, I'll just make these twelve people lose their ability to kill forever.
"It's your turn!" I shouted out the window.
The fog got heavier again, and a figure flashed in the thick fog. There was already a tall bronze armored warrior in front of me, with his hands across his waist, holding the mysterious clock. This is the statue in the living room, but how is it? Can it move? It's just a cover-up trick used by the Koga ninjas.
The katana in my hand has been replaced by the fourth handle. The first three handles were all broken in the fierce fight.
"Map... map... give me the map..." The warrior moved forward and shouted in a low voice. The pendulum of the clock in his hand was still swinging strangely.
I took a few steps back, and I would step on the bodies of ninjas everywhere under my feet.
"Pfft--" The clock on the chest of the statue suddenly shattered, and the two samurai swords collided with each other, bursting out bright sparks, like a weird pair of scissors whirling towards my neck.
The illusions of ninjutsu are endless and unbelievable, but my eyes are equipped with the ability to clearly see the high-speed rotation of the slot machine image. In an instant, I can tell that behind the exchange of two swords, there are fourteen flying ninja seven-star darts, and the whole body is pitch black.
, without any flash. Only hidden weapons tempered with poison can cover up the light of the steel blade.
The double knives are just a hook to attract attention and distract attention, and the seven-star dart is the real killer. Sure enough, the sword light shot into the sky midway, revealing the seven-star dart flying from behind. While the opponent's body was spinning and rising, I
He also followed, and with a flash of the blade, he grazed the man in black's neck unceremoniously.
The fog was under our feet, and we both waved at the same time to grab the crystal chandelier on the roof. However, his hand holding the knife had no time to rise, and his neck was already restrained, and purple-black blood slowly trickled down the sharp blade in my hand.
"You lost. It is said in "Wanchuan Jihai" that there are no failed ninjas, only ninjas who die for their lord, right?" My knife has penetrated one centimeter deep into the left side of his neck. With a little force, it can be
Cut off his head easily.
"Manchuan Jihai" is a training manual for all Japanese ninjas. It contains many strange laws and admonitions, which are respected by the seven sects of ninjas as insurmountable life principles.
During the shogunate era, the ninjas who were sent out to perform tasks were all instructed to "only win, not lose." Ninjas pride themselves on being the pride of their daimyo masters. Especially after being entrusted with a heavy trust, they regard completing tasks as a priority.
The goal is more important than his own life, and he cannot face failure at all. Once he misses, he will immediately kill himself with his knife and die to repay his master's use.
The man in black looked at me with deep and indifferent brown eyes, and slowly shook his head: "No... we... did not lose..." He raised his samurai sword and pushed away my blade, then let go and landed.
The fog cleared, and he stood among the fallen subordinates on the ground, as indifferent as a statue.
Of course, the bronze statue is still in its original position and has not been moved at all. The ninja's illusions are comparable to David Copperfield's super magic. What I just saw was just a clever deception.
There has been a fierce battle upstairs for so long, but there was no movement from Xiao Kereng and Guan Baoling downstairs, which is extremely abnormal in itself.
The man in black changed to fluent English: "Your partner has become our prisoner. How about making a deal?"
He pointed toward the stairs and made a "please" gesture.
I walked towards the stairs with a sneer, knowing that the situation was not good. The Koka ninjas have been brilliant from the Tokugawa shogunate era to the present. They will never only know the simple means of assassination and ambush. Otherwise, they would have been swept away and annihilated by the rolling tide of history.
One of the strangest things about this ninja is that he actually holds two standard-length katana swords in his hands. When he puts the swords in the scabbards behind his back, the handles of the swords suddenly emerge from his left and right shoulders, which looks very weird.
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The "double sword" equipment of the ninja usually chooses a half-sized dagger, and when the dagger is cast, it is deliberately made very thin. The two swords are inserted into the same sheath, similar to the mandarin duck in Chinese weapons.
It's like a knife, a yue, etc. From a distance, it looks like a single handle. When fighting, the left and right parts are separated to catch the opponent by surprise and attack him unprepared.
According to the understanding of the Chinese martial arts community, the Japanese never use "double swords". Even if they hold double swords, they still use a "single sword" approach in real fights.
The most famous Japanese "Top Ten Ninjas" in ancient times all wore authentic single-handled samurai swords. Furthermore, his stature was too tall and majestic to compare with a small man who was really good at ambush, sneak attack, and concealment.
The tall ninja doesn't fit in.
Full of doubts, I turned the corner of the stairs and looked down at the living room. There were more than thirty people in gray clothes sitting or standing below. They were dressed exactly like the ninjas I chopped down. The originally empty hall, because
The sudden intrusion of these people made it seem a bit crowded.
Xiao Kereng and Guan Baoling were already in their hands, with four sharp samurai swords crossed on their necks, and they fell obediently on the end of the couch.
My eyes were involuntarily attracted to Guan Baoling - she had just woken up, her long hair was hanging messily, her eyes were blurred, her hands were clutching her collar tightly, she was as pitiful as a frightened bird. The blanket was still covering her
On her knees, the early morning chill rolled in from the open door, making her whole body tremble, and she frowned and curled up into a ball.
The makeup on my eyebrows and eyes at first had faded away due to the busy work last night, and my pink lips were half-opened, losing all their charm and beauty, but the innocence and tenderness revealed made me even more excited.
Xiao Kereng sat with his head buried in some depression. When he heard the sound of the stairs, he raised his head and glanced at me, then lowered his head further and stamped his feet on the ground with hatred. Being attacked in his sleep, no matter who it was,
Both are extremely annoying experiences.
"We only want the map. Is this a good deal?" The man in black snapped his fingers and smiled, rolling his eyes, showing the cunning nature that only the lake has.
I was sure I could defeat him with one move on the stairs, but there was no way I could fly over and rescue the two girls from a distance of thirty steps.
Guan Baoling looked up at me, the sadness and grievance hidden in his eyes clearly revealed, which made me suddenly feel deeply guilty. If I hadn't left the living room in advance, how could I have given the enemy an opportunity? In the arms of tycoon Ye Hongsheng
Well, maybe she will never be frightened like this, right?
From this angle, the slender beautiful bones under Guan Baoling's neck have a moving brilliance like white jade - "Friend, have you thought about it clearly?" the man in black shouted proudly, completely ignoring that his neck was still bleeding.
I sneered and slapped the stair railing. If I didn't want the two girls to get hurt, surrendering was the only way.
I took out the crumpled parchment map from my pocket, shook it at him, and pretended not to care: "Is this it? Here you go, it's of no use anyway!"
He reached out to take it, and the handle of the knife on his shoulder swayed, and the evil black cobra pattern carved on the handle fell into my sight. In an instant, I already knew his identity. This was easy to handle. He could
If I take the map away, of course I can get it back again.
The man in black unfolded the map and looked at it. He muttered something with a confused expression, but slowly folded it up and put it in his arms.
I went down the stairs and walked to the couch.
The man in black waved his hand, forcing Xiao Kereng and Guan Baoling's ninjas to retreat to both sides, and slowly retreated out of the door.
Xiao Kereng jumped up first and stared angrily at the man in black on the stairs. Although he didn't say anything, he clearly expressed his determination to "not avenge this revenge."
I really wanted to step forward and hug the weak Guan Baoling, comfort her tenderly, and give her some warmth. At this time, Su Lun's place in my heart suddenly became lighter. Compared with Guan Baoling, Su Lun was still strong enough to protect herself.
——Only the girl in front of me is weak and helpless, and needs to be cared for and protected at all times...
"Miss Guan, are you not scared?" I tried to make my voice softer.
Guan Baoling stood up slowly, holding on to the back of the sofa, covering her forehead with her other hand, her voice slightly hoarse: "Please call my driver, I'm so tired... Please tell him to pick me up here..." She
His body swayed, and then he slumped down on the sofa, and gently closed his eyes in exhaustion.
I was stunned, first I pulled the blanket to cover her, then picked up the receiver and redialed the number she dialed last night.
The ninjas retreated in an orderly manner, and the man in black who finally left the house burst out laughing "hahahaha" in an extremely arrogant manner.
The living room downstairs was not badly damaged, but the floor upstairs was definitely covered in blood and there was no way to stay. Xiao Kereng rushed to the corner of the stairs and looked up, and immediately began to breathe heavily and his chest heaved violently.
It was obvious that he was so angry that he couldn't control it.
The person who answered the phone was still the same polite man from yesterday. He promised to drive over immediately and asked me to tell Guan Baoling to rest peacefully.
While I was on the phone, Guan Baoling kept her eyes closed and motionless, as if she was asleep, with two crystal tears hanging on her eyelashes. I uneasily took out two tissues and handed them to her hand.
Otherwise, it is really impossible to take any further action of concern.
She is the wife of a tycoon, and the relationship between us can only be about the sale of a villa.
When I stared at her, I kept thinking: "If she opens her eyes and begs me to sell the villa at this time, maybe I will give the villa to her without asking for a penny. As long as I can make her smile, what will I do?"
Everyone is willing to do it.”
The ancients had a saying of "getting angry for a beauty", and King You of Zhou also said "playing with the princes with beacon fire, just to win the beauty's smile" - what is this mere villa?
Xiao Kereng dialed the alarm number, closed the door to the hall, lit a blazing fire in the fireplace, and kept breathing heavily from his nose, as if this was the only way to vent his depression a little, so as not to worry about it.
My lungs exploded with anger.
The fire brought warmth to the hall. I pushed the sofa where Guan Baoling was lying close to the fireplace, letting the jumping flames cover her body. I couldn't warm her openly, so I let the flames take my place and convey my love.
Sudden affection...
Weak girls can best inspire heroic plots in men - the lethality brought by beautiful and weak girls is even more powerful. The incident of this ninja raid made Guan Baoling really moved me, and I had no time to care about it.
Xiao Ke Leng looked at him in surprise and weirdness.
"Mr. Feng, please come here, there is something weird here..." Xiao Kereng called me loudly in the bathroom.
I leaned over and looked at Guan Baoling, whose eyes were still closed, and sighed reluctantly and left the living room temporarily. In my mind, she needs someone to stay with her every second at this moment, so that she can feel protected and cared for.
of warmth.
Xiao Kereng stood in front of the sink, frowning, and his eyes widened, like an extremely angry mountain leopard.
There seemed to be nothing unusual in the bathroom. I leaned against the door frame and sighed three times involuntarily, my voice filled with deep resentment. Once a man gets involved in love, he will immediately become filled with tenderness, sorrow and secret hatred within a ten thousandth of a second.
, from the chivalrous angry horse man to the indecisive "Jia Baoyu".
"Mr. Feng, I have to remind you that Miss Guan is the tycoon's wife - this is a secret known to everyone in the gossip entertainment industry. Moreover, the tycoon cares about her very much and dotes on her. On many occasions, he does not shy away from treating her.
Intimacy and care. No one dares to covet his woman. You are a sensible person. Of course you know what I am talking about, right?"
She looked at me in the mirror, and it was obvious that she had been suppressing the anger caused by the sneak attack of the Koga ninjas.
Indeed, no one dared to take advantage of Ye Hongsheng’s women. Among the legendary deeds of Ye Hongsheng previously described by Scalpel, at least three people died in the game of competing for women with tycoons. Two of them were gang bosses in the Southeast Asian underworld.
, and the other one was a powerful Tuwang from India. Killing three big shots of this status was enough to cause an uproar in the world and the international situation, but Ye Hongsheng did it without any scruples, and he did it cleanly.
The three men themselves and all the forces behind them were almost destroyed overnight.
Therefore, the Asian underworld has always criticized Ye Hongsheng's thunderbolt methods, saying that he "murdered for a woman without any reason, so he can be a follower of Wu Sangui" - this kind of words has been spread throughout the world in the past ten years, and has contributed to his entrepreneurship.
The legend adds a touch of extremely cruel negative gray.