Ippon stood up and looked at the smiling face of the adult. He was so frightened that he died.
"Why are you here? Did you kill those people?"
Saburo Kuraguchi's voice became stern and cold.
Yiben waved his hand quickly: "Team leader, I didn't kill him, I didn't kill him... I am the team leader's man..."
"Didn't you kill him?" Saburo Kuraguchi glanced at him suspiciously, "Tell me who killed him." He grabbed Ippon's collar and looked him in the eyes.
"Tell me why you killed them, you bastard Chinese."
"Team leader, I am not Chinese, I am Japanese."
"I do not believe."
"I'll show you my ID card." Yiben was really afraid that this crazy adult would kill him, so he took out his ID card from his pocket and showed it to him with great difficulty.
Saburo Kuraguchi took it and looked at it. He looked at the ID card for a long time, and then looked at another one.
"This is not you, you lied to me."
This book almost makes me cry.
"Team leader, it's me, it's me, it's really me." I regretted that I followed the wrong adult. Every time I got sick, I would kill someone by mistake. This time, it wasn't my turn.
"The people in the photos are ugly."
I'm so angry, I'm so angry that the team leader is insane, and I'm even more angry with the ID card. Damn it, all the photos on the ID card are ugly.
"Team leader, it's absolutely true, that person is me."
"No." Saburo Kuraguchi said firmly.
"Zi Zhang, what do you want before I believe that I am your subordinate."
"Kill me and I will believe what you say." Saburo Kuraguchi suddenly tore the clothes on his upper body, revealing shocking and ugly scars. Those scars were caused by his own torture. "Sir, how can I kill?
You." His voice was choked, and he really cried. He couldn't kill this mental patient. If it were so easy to kill him, he would have died a hundred times.
"If you don't kill me, I will kill you." Saburo Kuraguchi's voice suddenly became serious, "Will you kill me?" He threw a sword to Ippon.
"Kill, I want you to kill me, kill me quickly." Saburo Kuraguchi laughed, "I feel comfortable, kill me quickly."
"Team leader." Yiben picked up the sword on the ground, his hand still trembling. If he didn't kill the team leader, the team leader would kill himself. He gritted his teeth and thought for a moment, you asked me to kill you, you mentally ill bastard.
"Kill me quickly."
Saburo Kuraguchi kept hitting his chest with both hands, and very hard. His face turned red, and he shouted, "Kill me, kill me."
A cold look flashed in Ibubo's eyes. Instead of killing himself, I would rather kill him myself. I don't believe I can't kill him.
He tentatively asked: "Team leader, will you fight back?"
"No."
Seeing that he didn't kill him for so long, Saburo Kuraguchi walked over step by step with a ferocious face: "If you don't kill me, I will kill you."
"I'll kill, I'll kill you."
Ippon rushed over and stabbed Saburo Kuraguchi in the heart with his sword.
With a hiss, Ippon was overjoyed, did he really not give way? But he was happy too early, the sword didn't move at all, it was just close to his heart.
"You want to kill me?" For a moment, Saburo Kuraguchi seemed to have regained his mind and became a normal person.
Ippon was so shocked that he immediately threw away the sword in his hand and stammered: "Team leader... you are the one who wants to kill me..."
"No..." A sound like breaking chopsticks came out of Ippon's throat. Saburo Kuraguchi bit him hard on the neck. Ippon's pupils expanded, and he suddenly pushed Saburo Kuraguchi with all his strength. Kuraguchi
Sanlang took a few steps back, and then he started laughing, his mouth covered with blood.
"Delicious."
Saburo Kuraguchi licked the blood from his mouth.
He ran out as fast as he could.
Suddenly, he felt as if he was in mid-air. When he looked back, his body was hugged by Saburo Kuraguchi, who bit down on the wound just now.
It took ten seconds for Saburo Kuraguchi to let go of his mouth. He raised his head in satisfaction and made a satisfied sound.
“So comfortable.”
His hands had just opened his body. The latter did not die immediately, but fell to the ground, his eyes turning with difficulty.
"Team leader..."
Saburo Kuraguchi wiped his lips with his fingers, stretched out his scarlet tongue, and licked, but he seemed to find it unsatisfactory. He tilted his head and looked at the bleeding book lying on the ground, smiled, clapped his hands, and then like
A hungry tiger pounced on Ben, biting and sucking his blood hard.
"Very poisonous and perverted." Situ's voice suddenly sounded, making his skin crawl.
"I'm right, Japanese people are extraordinary." Saburo Kuraguchi raised his head and saw two men walking in slowly.
“Such tender meat.”
Saburo Cangguchi swallowed his saliva, Qi Qi's eyes lingered on Meng Xiaoan's neck for a long time.
"It is a very comfortable thing to die in such a beautiful place in Yunnan."
Situ's murderous intent emerged: "A mentally ill person like this should go to hell."
"Do it yourself, so as not to dirty my hands." Meng Xiaoan glanced evilly at Saburo Kuraguchi, who was still on the ground.
Saburo Cangguchi sneered: "It's up to you." With a cold smile, a powerful murderous intent and a turbulent air flow rushed towards Situ. A ray of white light flashed past.
Situ smiled coldly, his countless battle experiences were paying off at this juncture. Time did not allow for any hesitation. He stepped back and stared at this perverted mental patient. From the cold position and attack angle,
Judging the speed of the opponent's sharp weapon, his body swayed strangely from side to side, then rose into the sky, quickly moved ten inches from left to right, and slashed sideways with his sword. With a clanking sound, the plum blossom-shaped hidden weapon issued by Saburo Cangguchi was struck by Situ Yi
The knife was struck down, and just when Saburo Curaguchi was about to launch a second round of attack, the long knife from Situ's hand flew out and stabbed Saburo Curaguchi in the chest.
Saburo Kuraguchi's face turned cold and he gave way, but because the flying knife came so fast, his chest was still stained with blood.
"Something capable." There was a thin white line around Situ's wrist, which would never be seen unless someone with sharp eyesight could see it.
With a flick of his wrist, the long knife flew back to his hand.
"Gang Leader, I didn't expect that there is such a person in the Yamaguchi group. Our Dragon Gang is in danger."
Meng Xiaoan said solemnly: "That's right." He shrugged his shoulders, "But now is the time to drive the Yamaguchi group out of Yunnan."
Saburo Cangguchi stared at Situ coldly, with a cannibalistic look in his eyes, licked his lips, and then suppressed the anger in his heart: "You are the one who killed these people?" He saw those headless corpses on the ground.
.
Situ didn't want to talk to him because he was too dirty, especially the blood on the corner of Saburo Kuranguchi's mouth. He could smell the stench of a late dinner and felt nauseated.
"Situ, are you okay?" Meng Xiaoan handed him a tissue, "No wonder you are like this, I feel like I'm going to vomit." He actually vomited.
"Headmaster." Situ didn't expect that his master would vomit whenever he wanted. He was so out of character, so he gently patted his master's back and then rubbed him a few times. It seemed like he was playing with a broken back.
"China people." Saburo Cangguchi said in a cold voice, "I'm going to kill you, you." Pointing at Situ, "I want your tongue to drink." There was a terrifying smile on his face.
Situ smiled disdainfully, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
"It's up to me to take action." Meng Xiaoan sighed, "Why are there so many perverts in Japan?"
He took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and Situ helped him put them on.
"Master, do you want to kill him or let him live or die?" Situ's voice was very calm, as if he was telling a very humble thing.
"I let him live in this world and enjoy it." Meng Xiaoan said sarcastically.
"Chinese, Baga."
Leaping high, Saburo Cangguchi was like a heron descending from the sky. Looking at Meng Xiaoan's head in the sky, a cold and murderous aura rolled around Meng Xiaoan's body, tearing his body in half.
Meng Xiaoan's eyes flashed with a hint of sneer.
His right hand suddenly moved, and the gesture was extremely beautiful. With one finger movement, and with two fingers pinched together, Saburo Kuraguchi's sword could not advance even half an inch.
"This is the so-called telepathic finger." Meng Xiaoan smiled gently, and with a clang, the sword in Saburo Cangguchi's hand was broken. Before he could make any defense, Meng Xiaoan choked him violently.
It hit his throat and lifted it up.
Saburo Kuraguchi looked at the Chinese who defeated him in one move with fear. He was one of the eight guardians of the Yamaguchi-gumi. Although his ninjutsu was not very superb, he was still capable of it, but in fact he was defeated like this.
Meng Xiaoan was strangled by the neck.
"Do you know why I want to kill you?"
Saburo Kuraguchi's face turned red, his Adam's apple moved, and he struggled to speak: "I...I...don't know..."
"I don't know?" Meng Xiaoan raised his eyebrows slightly, with a different kind of charm. With a slight flick of his hand, Saburo Kurakou's body was thrown to the wall, and he was only ten centimeters away from falling to the ground.
Meng Xiaoan kicked him on the neck.
"Because I don't want to see you in China, oh, I am an angry youth."
There was scarlet blood oozing from the corner of Saburo Kuraguchi's mouth. He was a madman.