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Chapter 195 A shocking confrontation

"He still ran away."

Lu Mingfei stood in the Japanese room on the top floor of the Paradise Pavilion, alone. He regretted that Kanshi Masamune was not with him, and the sword was too conspicuous.

For the convenience of traveling today, he only brought a very short wakizashi, which he casually took away from the cultural relics exhibition area when he sneaked out of the Peninsula Hotel.

He used the moonlight to carefully examine the conspicuous crack on the antique wakizashi. The crack spread from the blade to the back, and was on the verge of breaking. Lu Mingfei thought that no one would put it back in the hotel's exhibition area.

Did you notice? Anyway, it has been lying in the scabbard all year round. If I didn't steal it this time, this sword would probably continue to be lonely for hundreds of years.

Just now the man wearing a scarlet Higanka kimono jumped out of the window, and he followed the man and jumped into the moonlight.

At the critical moment, the long knife on the man's waist was unsheathed from the scarlet scabbard. Accompanied by the ancient warning sound, the moonlight illuminated the blade, which turned out to be a coquettish cherry red color.

At the same time, the wakizashi that Lu Mingfei carried with him also showed its sharpness from the scabbard that was only half an arm long. Although this wakizashi was far inferior to that in the hands of men in terms of material and the forging skills of the swordsmith.

That long sword with ancient rhymes, but in Lu Mingfei's hand, the short blade was still wielded with a momentum that could break mountains and seas. The blade tore through the air, as if it was wrapped with powerful wind and thunder.

It was a shocking confrontation, meeting in mid-air. The light of the swords carried the brilliance of the stars and the moon. The moment of the collision, there was a violent fire, and the sparks were as dense as the silver flowers blooming on the fire tree. The crisp exchange of blows

The sound seemed to scatter the quiet moonlight, and the wind and fire intertwined wildly on the edge of the sword. The meeting of the sword seemed to be enough to cut off time.

The moment of confrontation was not only the strength of the sword wielder, but also the wear and tear between the swords. The entanglement between the two huge forces could only be withstood by weapons made by alchemy, but what Lu Mingfei had in his hand was just an ordinary weapon.

Even among ancient knives, the material and craftsmanship of a short sword are of the highest quality, but it still pales in comparison to a real alchemy sword.

Lu Mingfei was knocked down on the window sill by the condescending man. The man was writhing in the moonlight, and his wide-sleeved kimono was like a light red cloud.

He accurately landed in the cabin of the helicopter and sat down on his seat. The charming woman came to his side and meekly and respectfully offered him a drink with ice.

The man took the strong drink and splashed the alcohol on the blade that was as red as blood. He looked at Lu Mingfei with a gentle smile in his eyes: "You are a strong man after a long absence. The knife in your hand is obviously

If I don't take advantage of you, if I replace it with a sword that suits you better, it will be as sharp as a lion's fangs."

"As expected of the boss of the Bliss Pavilion, he can even praise people so poetically." Lu Mingfei smiled and put on a serious face, "Can we talk? It's a very important matter. If you are in a hurry, I will

Try not to occupy it for too long.”

"Half a minute." The man on the helicopter said, "You are a strong person that I recognize, so I will give you an exception and give you half a minute to listen to what you have to say. After half a minute, I must rush to hunt down a man who has disappeared for many years. There is no need to delay."

The moonlight poured down like a crystal-white trickle, illuminating the young man's pupils as they looked at each other from afar through the window.

The huge noise caused by the helicopter propeller covered up the short conversation for half a minute. During this half minute, the man in red just listened quietly without saying a word, but his expression became more and more solemn.

"I can't completely trust you now, but I will witness it with my own eyes. If what you say is true, I will definitely come to you again." The man's voice was heavier than ever before, "If that's true, this will happen.

The overwhelming craze will drown everyone!"

"You and I are both fighting for the crossing." Lu Mingfei said softly.

It turns out that Kazama Ruri... or Minamoto Naomi, is such a person. He watched the dark helicopter take the man in red away, and he could only tell no one what he couldn't explain in half a minute.

The night sky gently revealed.

"Mr. Liuli, you must hold on to the hope of living this time. Don't leave all the fire in my hands. Even if there are lions in my eyes, carrying the expectations of so many people... it is still too heavy."

"Thank you for betting on me to win from the beginning, and still betting on me to win until the end...even if you are facing me like that."

"Then this time, I'll bet you to win too."

The elevator door slid open silently, and gentle footsteps sounded behind. The person coming was Sakurai Kogure. Except for her, no one in the entire Paradise Hall was qualified to step into this men's bedroom.

"He left, but you saw him, right?" Sakurai Kogure asked.

"I met him. He is a very unique man. It's a pity that I didn't have time to chat for a few words. It was too hasty." Lu Mingfei nodded with emotion.

"You have broken the rules of the Kukakukan one after another. Now that you have seen his face, I can't let you go." There was a slight apology in Sakurai Kogure's words, but there was no doubt about it.

Lu Mingfei sighed secretly, thinking that Japan is really a hypocritical country, and the people here are also hypocritical people. Just like when they first met Yuan Zhisheng, the elephant turtle clearly disliked the three of them but still refused

He pretended to treat each other with courtesy, as if they were welcoming him warmly. Now, too, when he was caught secretly seeing his man, Sakurai Kogure must have wanted to cut himself into pieces and die late.

If you want to use a gun, shoot a gun, and use a knife if you want. Why do you still show this hypocritical etiquette of "I don't want to kill you, but I'm sorry that you still have to die", which makes people feel uncomfortable.

"I said you can't kill me. If I want to leave, even those men in black can't stop me," Lu Mingfei said.

"Yes, that's why I didn't come up just now to dispatch all the armed forces lurking nearby. There are also powerful hybrids among them, although they are definitely not as good as you in terms of bloodline and combat power." Sakurai Komuden

After a pause, "But Ji Le Pavilion is an important stronghold for us to compete with the Sheqi Eight Clan. There is an underground arsenal nearby."

"The blockade should be opened soon." Sakurai Kogure lowered her head and looked at her watch, "You are surrounded by a reinforced company of troops."

Lu Mingfei's face gradually darkened, as if he had just been fed a dead mouse by Sakurai Kogure.

Damn it, this woman is not showing her false etiquette for herself at all. Every word she says is delaying time. For every five seconds of delay, the men in black outside can use their cannon barrels to

Rido inserted a cannonball, and the blockade became more and more solid, until he couldn't escape with his wings!

"Hey, hey, hey, I have no intention of harming you. If you murder a good man like this, your conscience will be condemned when the truth is revealed in the future!" Lu Mingfei looked around the Japanese-style room on the top floor, looking for any guns.

Or something like a long knife to defend himself, otherwise even if he is Kassel's "S" level, it will be too reluctant to face a door full of individual missiles and sniper rifles!

"We are 'ghosts', and 'ghosts' will not regret anything. Our consciences have long been abandoned in hell." Sakurai Kogure watched the hands on the watch jump to the expected position.

He pulled out a modified Colt pistol and a short knife from his waist, crossed his hands in front of his square eyes, and aimed the dark muzzle directly between Lu Mingfei's eyebrows.

Damn it, such a big Japanese-style room didn’t even have any exhibits like ancient swords or armor. There was no time to waste. Lu Mingfei dodged a fatal bullet from Sakurai Kogure and rolled to the side of the wooden screen.

Next to the small table, before jumping out of the window, he took away a sandalwood box placed on the small table.

In the box, there are tubes of rainbow-like injections placed side by side.



The winding road intersection at the foot of Mount Osaka.

A taxi stopped at the roadside, and the driver sat in the driver's seat and yawned. He had been waiting here for more than three hours, and the sun was almost rising from the shadow of the distant mountain. Such a remote mountain pass was almost

There were no cars or people in sight, and his taxi stood by the roadside, like a lonely "Wangfu Stone".

He gradually felt that he was too stupid? He waited here until dawn for a promise made by a customer and missed the extra paid time of the night shift... It was so stupid!

Afterwards, he asked the big brother about the vampire demon and the underworld. The big house was a luxury casino. Although it was covered by the underworld, it was safer than an ordinary casino. The young guest was in his

In my mind, I became a rebellious child who "stealed my parents' money to experience bad things".

So a hundredfold reward or something must be a bad check, right?

Come to think of it, such a harmless kid looks like he wants to lose money. After losing all his gambling money, he couldn't find a car to go back to when he came out of the casino, right? The driver sighed,

Let's take a discount. He didn't lose much by sending the kid back and forth for a hundred dollars, even if it was a good deed.

Suddenly, he heard a roar, like the roar of some kind of wild beast coming from the woods in the mountains. He tried to open his sleepy eyelids and looked towards the distance where the road extended, and a blurry black spot appeared in his eyes.

In sight.

Then there are more black spots, densely packed like locusts passing through!

At the front was a black Harley-Davidson motorcycle, which was speeding toward the intersection at the foot of the mountain like a swift black panther, kicking up fallen leaves and dust.

And behind it... countless sports cars and road motorcycles were clinging to each other, like a group of wild beasts chasing their prey and refusing to let go. Tracer bullets weaved around the two Harleys in the lead, forming a dense network of luminous lights.

Illuminating the face of the hunted.

Damn it, it was that young customer! The driver was dumbfounded. How much money did this guy lose in the casino to be chased like this? Could it be that he was unwilling to lose money and secretly set fire to the gangster's casino?

Burn it!

"Akina Mountain Biker God? You're still here!" The guest obviously spotted him and rushed towards him on his motorcycle. Being chased by such a deadly force, he still had a smile of surprise on his face.

.

"Damn it, don't come over here!"

The driver's sleepiness was instantly driven away. A rocket exploded above his head, and the shrapnel shattered his front windshield!

Of course he didn't dare to ask the gangsters for money to repair the car glass, nor did he want to ask the plague god for it...it wasn't about repairing the glass at all! He just wanted to live now! He had never turned on the ignition and pulled the handbrake so fast, lest the plague god...

Involving him in the gang's vendetta, he is afraid that the next shrapnel will crack his own head!

But he was still a step too slow. The customer had already thrown his expensive Harley motorcycle to the side of the road. At the same time, he jumped high into the sky. The moment the driver started the taxi, he jumped onto the roof of the taxi.

"Please, brother, uncle, can I call you uncle? I have a thirty-year-old mother and an eighty-year-old wife. Please do me a favor and don't drag me into this!" The driver was so anxious that he was incoherent and trembling.

With trembling feet, he pressed the accelerator to the bottom, "I'll pay you back the hundred dollars, okay? I still have some loose money in the car, you can use it as much as you want!"

"Brother, I am a passenger and not a bandit. Why do I need your money? Oh, by the way, this is what I promised you, a hundredfold reward. You can redeem it at any time at the Paradise Hall, which is the big house in the mountains just now."

Lu Mingfei shook a bunch of colorful chips from the roof of the car onto the driver's lap in the driver's seat.

It was too troublesome to carry cash with him. When he was escaping, he remembered the hundredfold reward he had promised, so he grabbed a handful of chips. These totaled up to one million, right? He didn't break his promise.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die! I have to spend my life to make money! This time I was hurt by your guest!" The driver's voice was faintly sobbing.

"I can't die. I guarantee that none of us will die today! Just drive your car." After the taxi turned a sharp corner, Lu Mingfei finally stood firm on the roof of the car, "I couldn't deal with these things when I was riding just now.

Rat, now you are responsible for driving, and I am responsible for blowing them up!"

Rats? Where are there rats? The driver glanced through the rearview mirror and almost cried. There were clearly only man-eating tigers behind him! Or the kind that drives a sports car and carries a rocket launcher!

"Where are you going, guest? Please indicate the destination! Otherwise, I'll be running around the mountain like a headless fly. No matter how good my driving skills are, I can't outrun these high-end sports cars!"

"Going to Tokyo, have you ever heard of Genji Heavy Industries in the urban area of ​​Tokyo? But don't go to the urban area, take the road with fewer people and less surveillance."

"To Tokyo? This place is four to five hundred kilometers away from Tokyo!" The driver was frightened, but he didn't dare to disobey the god of plague on the roof of the car. "But why should we take the road with less people?"

"The scene was too violent. Don't let the gang get rid of it and call the police."

Seeing the convoy approaching at a high speed, Lu Mingfei shook off his coat, and the "weapon" that came to him finally came into use!

I saw two heavy tactical pistols and gold-plated steel pieces on his waist. His pockets were stuffed with small steel balls from the Pachinko machine, which made a clanking sound. The hidden pocket on the inside of his coat was filled with

There were sharp pieces of broken glass... He looked at the convoys that had made him miserable, grabbed a handful of steel balls, and a dangerous sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It seems that the identity has changed, and the mouse has become a cat.


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