8 Qiaojin Ninja I heard Xiao Kereng's hissing gasp. In the values of gangster forces, the value of human life is not more valuable than chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep in restaurants.
"I'm here to deliver a gift to Mr. Feng." She spoke in blunt Chinese with a dull smile on her face. The wind picked up her long hair and sleeves, making them flutter.
The box is fifty centimeters long, and the width and height are no more than thirty centimeters. However, the packaging method of the red box with black ribbon is an authentic gift to the dead.
Wang Jiangnan's mood has quickly calmed down: "Are you here to give gifts? Or are you here to kill people? You know, if you kill my brother from the Gunslingers Club, you will not be able to walk out of this manor alive!"
Indeed, at this moment, the person ambushing in the dark had at least twenty long and short firearms aimed at her.
This girl who suddenly appeared was dressed strangely, had powerful moves, and killed four members of the Gunslingers Association in one move. She was definitely not a simple character, and Wang Jiangnan's words might not have any deterrent effect.
I went down the stairs and was about to walk outside. Xiao Kereng suddenly reached out and grabbed me, shouting in a low voice: "Don't go out yet. They are ninjas from the Qiaojin family. They are weird and inexplicable. Don't be careless!" She held on hard!
I took a few steps to the side with my arm, hiding behind the wall on the right side of the door. I could hear the conversations of people outside, but could avoid the girl's sight.
"I know, of course I know." The girl's voice was clear and strong.
"Put down the gift, you can die -" Before Wang Jiangnan could finish his words, a scream suddenly came from the top of the main building. Someone fell down and hit the steps beside the door with a heavy "bang".
"You killed my brothers in the guild again..." Huo Xiang Sanying finally lost his temper.
Xiao Kereng smiled bitterly in a low voice: "The killing methods of Qiaojin ninjas are clean and neat, and there is no trace at all. It is said that the masters of this sect in the Emperor's 'Hundred Man Killing' competition took only 11 seconds to kill a hundred people.
Seconds. I don’t know what gift she wants to give you, it should not be some poisonous insect monster!”
Being so close, the hot breath from her mouth sprayed directly on my face, carrying the fragrance of Green Arrow chewing gum. Her hand was always clasped on my right wrist, holding it tightly with no intention of letting go.
I know that the Qiaojin ninja faction has a classic nickname given to them by the martial arts community: "Killing Machines".
"Do you know which side of Japan this faction is currently working for?" I took a long breath to calm down my chaotic thoughts. Yelan had just disappeared, and a mysterious female ninja killer had appeared inexplicably.
Is there any necessary connection?
Xiao Ke Leng blinked and replied with some confusion: "It's strange - the Pentagon has accurate information that Qiaojin Ninjas once appeared in Saddam's personal guard in Iraq... In other words, they were employed by the Iraqi government
..." She raised her hand and tugged at her short hair, showing a "puzzled" expression.
The battlefield in the Middle East and Japan, one in the southwest and the other in the northeast of Asia, seem too far apart to be related at all.
"What does it mean if one or two people die? This kind of waste is just a machine that makes garbage when it exists on the earth, especially you Chinese..."
Xiao Kereng and I were shaken at the same time, and we could hardly hold back the urge to jump out. Every time we heard foreigners talking to Chinese people in such a contemptuous tone, it felt like someone slapped us hard in the face.
"Okay, I said, put down the gift and you can die." Wang Jiangnan's tone became calmer and calmer, which I sincerely admire. If you want to lead a huge martial arts sect like the Sharpshooter Club, you must have
Enough determination to "not change color even if Mount Tai collapses".
"The master has asked me to meet Mr. Feng and get his reply." The girl's voice was also dull and dull, as if the matter of killing five people from the Gunslingers Club just now had nothing to do with her.
I didn't notice when Zhang Baisen appeared.
He floated out of the bathroom, tapped his toes all the way, performed Qing Kung Fu, and flew around the living room. He also jumped onto the crystal chandelier on the roof twice. His expression was extremely serious and nervous. I understood that he was performing a complicated five-element formation.
, because he held a brass compass in his left palm, which was constantly shining and reflecting.
In front of Master Xianyun and the eminent monks of Fengge Temple, Zhang Baisen may have to accept defeat, but looking at the history of his fame in the arena of mainland China, no matter how many "master-level, grandmaster-level" reputations are used to praise him, it is not an exaggeration.
Some scholars have compiled a five-million-word masterpiece called "The World is Invincible" based on Zhang Baisen's Jianghu experience, and it continues to be a hot seller in China.
With a "huh" sound, Zhang Baisen landed next to me and Xiao Kereng, and said softly: "Okay."
After the formation was set up, the living room looked unchanged on the surface, but I felt that there was an extra layer of fishing nets hanging in mid-air in front of me. As long as the mechanism was triggered and the big net fell, no one could escape.
"Can you feel it?" Zhang Baisen stared at my face.
I didn't answer, but pointed to the compass in his hand: "Mr. Zhang, I have a question. I want to ask you..."
He smiled: "Of course, but for now we still -"
Wang Jiangnan's cold voice sounded outside the door: "Okay, Mr. Feng is in the living room, please come in."
Zhang Baisen then whispered: "Capture the enemy first and then discuss it, how about that?"
He is a senior in the world, and he was so polite to me, naturally because of Master Xianyun's face. I combed my hair and put on a generous smile on my face - even if I faced the killers of the Qiaojin Sect,
The bronze helmet and iron armor he wears may not be able to prevent their assassination attempts with all their tricks.
The clogs struck loudly on the steps, and then the girl walked in proudly, surrounded by Wang Jiangnan and others.
I have always suspected that she was clearly holding the box with both hands, so where did she get the third hand to draw the knife to kill? Xiao Kereng's hands were inserted into his trouser pockets, and the safety bolt of the pistol had been quietly opened. If necessary, he could even use the knife to kill people.
Pants pocket fires bullets.
Under the gaze of so many guns, the girl's face was rigid and showed no fear.
I took a few steps to the left and stood almost directly under the crystal chandelier. This was the center of the fishing net. If I could lure the enemy to this position, Zhang Baisen's attack would be easier to succeed.
According to my idea, if the same formation is set up, if the "close the door and beat the dog" formation is set up in the living room, wouldn't it be more clean and tidy to avoid future troubles? And as the room layout of this old-fashioned villa, it is the best
It’s easy to set up the above formation. I really don’t know how a **hu like Zhang Baisen couldn’t figure this out?
The closer the girl gets, the more I can feel the huge murderous aura contained in her body and mind.
Her face is very white, and is covered with tiny gray freckles from her forehead to the sides of her nose. Her eyebrows are slender, her lips are extremely thin, and half of her uneven, yellowish teeth are exposed.
I couldn't help but laugh, because from a distance, looking at her disheveled hair, white clothes and red flowers, I felt that her face should be extremely beautiful. But now that I looked closer, I saw that she was extremely ugly, with a standard appearance.
Disgusting images of lowlifes in Japan's red light district.
She was stunned, as if she didn't understand the meaning of my laughter.
When the enemy and we are confronting each other, there will never be a third expression, either indifferent or angry, and I am exactly beyond the above two situations.
Wang Jiangnan, Zhang Baisen, and Xiao Kereng were also stunned at the same time, looking at my face expressionlessly.
This was a rare opportunity. I suddenly took a step forward, twisted my arms, and snatched the box over like lightning. At the same time, a cold light flashed in front of my eyes, and she had already swung a knife in a domineering manner. Unfortunately, I had already quickly retreated three times.
With one step, she surpassed the limit of the long knife's attack, and quietly led her to take a step forward, standing directly under the chandelier.
"I have accepted the gift. You should repay the debt for the five lives you just lost, right?" On the one hand, because of the insulting words she just said to the Chinese people, and on the other hand, because of her terrifying face, I already felt sorry for her in my heart.
Hated to the extreme.
The box is not too heavy and there is no writing on the lid.
"The master has told me that after Mr. Feng sees the gift, he must write a reply before I can leave." Her teeth protruded fiercely from her lips, like a ferocious mad dog.
I stared at her hands that were still uplifted, and couldn't help but sneer: "Ninjas from the Qiaojin sect, do they only rely on these boring prosthetics to blind their eyes to carry out assassinations? It's in vain that your ancestors were ranked among the 'Top Ten Ninjas' in Japan."
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The knife she just made did not use these two hands, nor did she use her hands to pull out the five strangely colored Japanese swords hanging on her belt. Everything was done under her wide robe and sleeves, and I suspect that she
Under the cover of the kimono, there are not only long swords, but also other advanced weapons.
During the shogunate period, the Hashizu sect once produced a ninja named "Hashizu Mino". She was famous in Kyushu Island, Japan for her sword skills and hidden weapons, and became one of the "Top Ten Ninjas" awarded by the Emperor. The female ninja in front of her can be alone.
Of course, it is impossible for one person to break into Xunfu Garden without leaving behind an ambush.
"Ninjas always use any means to fulfill their master's mission. Whether it's boring or not, it's a private matter of the Qiaojin faction. Please open the gift, Mr. Feng."
If Wang Jiangnan didn't give orders, the people of the Sharpshooter Club would never act rashly. Unfortunately, this female ninja came too suddenly, and everyone ignored it in their desperation. At this time, Guan Baoling was still sitting alone in the water pavilion outside. If the enemy had backup,
If it does, she will be the first victim.
In the overall situation, we really need a person who can lead the overall situation and command everything from a high position. There is no doubt that Wang Jiangnan does not have the talent to be the commander of thousands of armies. Therefore, he can only be the leader of the Japanese branch, and cannot be like the young Sun Yat-sen.
Like a dragon, he holds the global power of the Gunslingers Club.
The box is in my hand. After opening the lid, what will be inside? A fierce and deadly venomous snake, a secret arrow that kills people instantly, or an earth-shattering powerful bomb... With its size, it can put any extremely dangerous element inside.
, if the person giving the gift wanted to take my life, Yang Feng, he could make 10,000 different terrifying guesses.
Everyone was looking at me, and the most dazzling thing was the scornful look from the female ninja.
The gift was given to me. If I didn't even have the courage to open the box and just wanted to save my life, I would soon lose the respect of everyone present.
Xiao Kereng didn't make any move. He looked at me with complicated eyes, full of expectation and even more worried.
"If Su Lun were here, what would she do? She would definitely use soft words to resolve the predicament at this time, and then adopt a safer method of opening the box... She is the only one who thinks of me wholeheartedly, at any time..."
"Please!" My silence inspired the female ninja to become even more arrogant.
"You haven't told me yet, who is your master?" I smiled and stared at her shoulders. Even the most skillful and calm swordsman must have a small mark on his shoulders every time before he uses the sword.
The twisting and exerting movement. I hope that before she uses the sword next time, the martial arts on her arm will be disabled, so as not to let these Japanese people be too presumptuous.
"The box has the signature of the owner. If Mr. Feng is not brave, you don't have to read it." She sneered, the muscles at the corners of her mouth twitching continuously.
I laughed loudly and suddenly threw the box upwards. The moment the box left my fingertips, I twisted my fingers, causing it to spin rapidly and horizontally in mid-air, like a target in a flying saucer. The ribbon snapped with a snap.
After opening it, the lid flew out lightly. When the box fell again, my laughter just stopped.
This internal skill in the hands is a unique skill that has long been lost in the world. I believe that even seniors like Zhang Baisen know about it but don't know why.
The inside of the box was lined with black velvet, and under a snow-white handkerchief in the middle, there was a bulge covering it, like an elongated oversized carrot.
There is writing on the handkerchief, which is very orthodox Chinese regular script: "Mr. Feng, your friend Yelan is in my hands. I want to get him back and give him a villa in exchange. I'm afraid you don't believe it. I have an arm as proof. I hope you can get me back!" Below!
The signature is the name "Watanabe Castle".
A chill came up, accompanied by huge indescribable anger, but I still controlled my anger, stretched out my fingertips, and opened the handkerchief. It was really a man's forearm underneath, with bone stubble at the cutoff point.
Neat and tidy, like cleanly decomposed pork legs.
In fact, there is no need to investigate whether this is Yelan's arm. We have already reached a clear conclusion, that is - Yelan fell into the hands of Watanabe Castle.
"Mr. Feng, the master has ordered, if you agree, just nod, and we can meet and talk tomorrow..."
I didn't know how I kicked my foot out, but the female ninja had already screamed and bent down on the ground, curling up in a ball in pain. Wang Jiangnan moved very quickly, stretched out his iron hand, and cut the female ninja open with a "chila" sound.
She wore the ninja's kimono, and at the same time a short sword popped out from her other hand and pressed against her neck.
As I expected, the female ninja wore a set of snow-white tights, with extremely wide armed belts on her belt, armpits, and thighs, with three pistols, two shotguns, and two American melons stuck on them.
shaped grenade.
Wang Jiangnan let out a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, fortunately, she didn't have any explosives tied to her body..."
This sentence touched a certain nerve in me, because the "suicidal" lone female ninja went deep into the country, which was very similar to the "suicide" car bomb attacks that continued to break out in Iraq after the war.
In the history of modern warfare, the practicality of "explosives and bombs" has been increasingly valued by both warring parties. In fact, I suspected from the beginning that she would hide a bomb on her body as a talisman to escape unharmed after killing someone. So far, no bomb has been found.
, but it made me feel even more horrified: "It doesn't make sense? Watanabe Castle will never send just one person to barge in stupidly. Could it be that they deliberately sent someone to massacre us for entertainment?"
The Fire Elephant Sanying hated the female ninja to the extreme. The three men rushed over and kicked her hard several times. From the looks of it, what awaited the female ninja after a while would definitely be a thousand-knife torture.
"Eh? Everyone, wait...wait a minute!" Xiao Kereng shouted, rushed to the female ninja, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Everyone, be careful, it's the 'Gemini Killer'! This is one, and there is another one.
...People outside, be careful..."
The Fire Elephant Sanying reacted quite quickly and rushed out without any hesitation. At the same time, he put his fingers into his mouth and whistled a dozen times in a row.
Wang Jiangnan's expression changed greatly, and he lightly kicked the female ninja on the back of the neck with his left foot. The movement was not large, but it was enough to make the other party unconscious.
I still hold the brocade box in my hand. The arm is mottled with blood, the skin is dark and rough, and the back of the hand and fingers are rough and cracked with numerous cuts. It can be judged that its owner is a person who has been engaged in field work all year round. If this is true
It was Yelan's hand that killed him. It must have been the "big secret" worth twenty million dollars that killed him.
In recent years, the trend of "crazy killing" among the Japanese underworld has become more and more intense. The "Asahi Shimbun" once reported that gangsters would kill people with knives for ten game coins or a lunch box. The atrocities committed by the underworld have reached the level of lawlessness.
I can only pray in my heart that Yelan is not dead yet and can wait until I rush to