Different from the magnificent hotel corridors in the past, at this moment, the area of nearly fifty meters here felt like it had been baptized by artillery shells.
Surrounded by collapsed walls, door frames, furniture, and fragments of books, who would have thought that this was the cabin of the Fist Wish.
An old man with gray hair was panting heavily, as if just standing up was already quite strenuous. His off-white kimono was in tatters, and there was a huge, bone-deep, terrifying cut mark on his chest.
A steady stream of blood flowed from the wounds on the body and fell to the ground along the arms and torso. The cracked concrete gray floor was covered with the old man's blood stains.
"Just use this stupid little cleverness!"
This severely injured and miserable old man is the 82-year-old Takemoto Jiuyasu. The wound at the corner of his right eye is still bleeding. Due to the injury, his right eye has been completely blind, and the only left eye that can be used is also stained red with blood.
out of sight.
Everywhere in the eyes is blood red
At this moment, there was no kindness visible on Takemoto Jiuan's face. Instead, there was rage visible to the naked eye. Combined with the blood stains all over his body, he looked like an evil ghost from hell who came to seek his life. His face was ferocious.
At his feet lay six corpses that had long since lost their movement, and there were many fragments of weapons and guns scattered around.
To deal such a cruel blow to such an unarmed old man, the brutality of the battle can be seen just from the traces of the battle.
But the result is
Takemoto Jiu'an killed all six of these well-equipped masters who did not respect martial ethics with his bare hands. At this moment, there was only one enemy standing in front of him.
However, he also paid a heavy price. The poison in the open wound on his chest had merged into his blood. Every time he breathed, his lungs hurt, and his consciousness was about to disappear.
"Tch, why don't you just lie down and lie down, old thing."
A young man wearing a bright red traditional Chinese martial arts uniform, with bangs covering his eyes a little. He looks a bit feminine, but it is undeniable that he is still a handsome guy.
This guy is naturally a member of that organization, and he is one of the stronger ones among the killers.
Nikaido Ren
He put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at Takemoto Jiuan with condescending eyes, seeming to be very disdainful.
The hideous wounds on the old man's body were the result of a sneak attack by the young man. The original intention was to cut him in half with one blow. Unexpectedly, the opponent reacted and turned into a wound with deep bones visible.
But the result is not bad either
The poison smeared on the knife is no joke, this old man was already poisoned.
Without an antidote, there is no way to save yourself.
Nikaido Ren, with frivolous eyes, glanced disdainfully and struggled needlessly.
"I really didn't expect that any piece of trash could become a fighter, old man."
Nikaido Ren continued to stimulate the old man with words, because anger accelerated the blood flow, which in short meant that he would die faster.
I don't know why he forced this old man into a desperate situation with little tricks, and he also thought that Takemoto Jiu'an's strength as a fighter was nothing more than this.
If the battle had been fought forty years earlier, even if all the Nikaido Ren family were involved together, they would not be the enemy of Takemoto Kuan.
But the hero is too late
"When exactly does it start?"
Knowing that I don’t have much time left
The anger in the sad-looking Takemoto Jiuan gradually dissipated. He stroked the hideous wound in front of his body, which was constantly causing extremely strong pain, as if he was reminiscing about his life.
"When a defeated opponent bows his head"
"When I extend my hand, I shake their hand without hesitation."
When I was forty-five years old, I created the Wubenliu practical boxing method.
In the thirty-seven years since then, in addition to the formal boxing competitions, there have been more than ninety informal and private competitions, but without exception, they have all been victorious.
I don’t know when, I have been called the "God of War" by people, and they always respect me wherever I go.
He stared at me with his eyes and called me "Master Wu'an".
Over time, I calmly accepted it.
"But, it shouldn't be like that!"
"The ultimate in martial arts that I pursue."
"You should fight with all your strength against any opponent you face."
Takemoto Jiuan's life was full of battles, and there were many experiences where the situation was even more dangerous than today.
But there is no way to escape today's disaster, it is doomed.
Because he is no longer the enthusiastic young man who could still hold on. Now he is just a bad old man who must take antihypertensive drugs and body conditioning drugs. He is old and suffers from various diseases.
I have used this body for eighty-two years
Takemoto Jiuan knows his own situation well
His old body can no longer adapt to high-intensity battles. It is already a miracle that he can kill six assassins one after another with his bare hands whose strength far exceeds that of ordinary combatants.
It's almost reaching its limit.
His eyes were so painful that he could not open them and he was almost blind. He was bleeding profusely from the front of his body and could not stop the bleeding at all. He had nearly twenty fractures all over his body, and unknown neurotoxins were eroding the old man's body like gangrene on the bones.
Ordinary people cannot persist in any of these, let alone the inevitable aging of organs brought about by his age.
"Tessaki, I'll leave the pity to you."
Ji Tiesaki, the president of "White Night News" who was silent on the side, nodded, and couldn't help but be moved when he saw Takemoto Jiuan, who was covered in bruises and still standing in front of him.
Like his daughter, he was also watched by Mr. Takemoto who grew up. Mr. Takemoto was his father's fighter and hugged him when he was a child. Later, he also served as Tessaki's fighter to this day.
It took decades, two generations and Takemoto Hisayasu’s efforts to create today’s leader in the news industry, White Night News.
The brilliance of White Night News is inseparable from the life-and-death fight of the "God of War". In the past few decades, among other things, even the "President of the Boxing Club's Fighting Technique Miedou Fang" has been replaced four times, directly from
From the first generation to the present, the "Fudaiga" Kanoja, and the "God of War" Takemoto Kuan are still there.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! There is even talk of a flowing fighter and an iron-clad "God of War". This outrageous phrase is widely circulated in the boxing club.
People will eventually grow old.
My mental state and physical strength were not as good as before, and I gradually became unable to do what I wanted.
To be able to persist at this age and still struggle on the front line is no longer a simple matter of perseverance.
Although Takemoto Jiuan is so old, he still did not miss this fight for the president of the Boxing Club. Many people do not understand.
Honors, trophies, wealth, this old man has already obtained them when he was young, there is no need to go into these muddy waters again.
In addition, as early as a few years ago, Takemoto Jiuan was already very serious due to organ failure and aging of body tissues. All the bones in his body were aching, and he had to take painkillers every night to fall asleep.
Takemoto Jiu'an's personal doctor has started to do some ideological work for him to go to the hospital as soon as possible and receive comprehensive treatment.
Otherwise, if he relies on his body to survive on his own, his condition may worsen before the end of the year, and he may no longer be able to fight.
Giving up the career he loved was more uncomfortable than killing Takemoto Jiuan.
So instead of dying in silence,
It's better to do it vigorously again
The old man Fu Xi can also travel a thousand miles.
Even at the last moment, the old soldiers will not give up charging the enemy.
To be able to fall in the boxing competition venue where he has been fighting for his whole life, there is no greater honor for Takemoto Jiu'an than this.
Born here, raised here, died here
What a blessing!
"This is my cemetery."
Takemoto Kuan, who was calm in front of him, looked at Nikaido Ren and said in a cold tone.
"It will also be yours, little brat."
Having a premonition that the candle of life has burned to the end, all Takemoto Jiuan can do is to treat him in the future.
Get rid of all those who pose a threat to our grandchildren.
"How good can a martial god judged by a mere country man be?"
Faced with the old man's death threat, Nikaido Ren couldn't help but sneered.
"Kill me? Stop laughing so hard."
"My sneak attack was just to complete your mission as quickly as possible. I really gave you face."
Nikaido Ren frowned
But how could he explain that this man relied on sneak attacks to seriously injure such an 80-year-old man?
"Dogs don't learn any practical boxing techniques."
"Forget it, let me open your eyes before you die."
He lowered his center of gravity and took a stance, opening his left hand violently like a dragon in a circle around his body.
"Let me show you what real boxing is!"
...
"It's strange. Is the battle already over?"
When Ishigami Yu and his group set foot in this area with Ji Ji in his arms, he was surprised to find that it was quite quiet.
"It's so quiet..."
However, the closer you get to the place where the battle took place, the more debris there is on the ground. The tragedy of the battlefield is unimaginable. The walls and tables are actually covered with bullet holes, and there are traces of slashing. At the same time, some broken limbs and broken arms are also beginning to appear.
Already.
Splashes and spurts of dried blood could be seen everywhere, the murals on the walls had fallen to the ground, and the glass shells on them had long since shattered.
【In view of the general environment,
"Poor, is this here?"
Ishigami Yu lowered his head and asked to Senior Sister Ji Pianmei in his arms.
Ever since Ji Weiyou entered this area, the expression on her face had been very ugly, and the sadness in her eyes was unspeakable. The more chaotic the environment at the scene, the more she blamed herself in her heart.
All this was done to protect me, did Grandpa Takemoto and the others endure it?
"Well, this is where I ran out before."
Hearing the poor senior sister's words, Ishigami nodded and stopped.
He closed his eyes and began to accumulate the murderous intent in his body. The murderous intent wave floated on the stone and on the surface of his body. If you look carefully, you will find traces of blood-red mist coming out of his body.
"So beautiful, what is this?"
Garuda looked at her future "husband" curiously, her eyes full of curiosity and some kind of longing.
However, because it involved martial arts, Garuda didn't ask anything and just looked at him curiously.
This is Yu Ishigami's killing intent wave skill. When he used it at this time, he relied on it to cover the entire surrounding area.
Because only in this way can it be considered foolproof
It was impossible for Ishigami Yu to just take the initiative into the trap and figure out the instructions and arrangements on the other side, plus he was surrounded by his own people.
Garuda and his poor senior sister are all targets of protection, although Garuda is still (to be determined) a girlfriend on probation.
But it’s okay to protect it.
Yu Ishigami, who has experienced street fighting, naturally knows how deadly it can be if someone hides in a dark place and shoots cold arrows, which is impossible to prevent.
For example, at the door at the corner, if someone shoots directly at them, Garuda may be able to react, but who can guarantee that Senior Sister Ji Poor will not be hit by stray bullets or something?
It must be completely safe, safe, and safe again.
Murderous intent is obviously feared by people. Too high a concentration can cause people to lose consciousness. Last time Ishigami Yu's "Murderous Intent Bloom" was released on hundreds of prisoners at once, successfully knocking them all down.
Not this time, a weapon will have different results in different hands.
Under Yu Ishigami's control, the same skill can also create different effects.
These murderous intentions did not have any impact on the poor senior sister in his arms, but only gave her a small visual shock.
Ishigami opened his eyes violently, and a violent murderous intention radiated from his body.
Go, and beside him, Garuda and his poor senior sister are there.
Then a floor plan covering the entire 90-meter surrounding area appeared in Ishigami Yu's mind, reduced to the size of a single object.
Imagine Ishigami Yu radiating the murderous intent from his body, just like some kind of ultrasonic wave that immediately returns when it encounters an obstacle. The high-frequency reception and transmission are quite clear.
Within this circle, Ishigami Yu can know everything that is happening.
It stands to reason that Yu Ishigami's circle can actually cover the area from area A to area C, far more than a mere ninety meters. The main reason is that the accuracy will be reduced, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
The blooming murderous intent in Ishigami Yu's hands can serve as an early warning, and can also be used as a sharp weapon to crush the enemy. The radar can be used 24 hours a day, and so can Ishigami Yu.
"I am Kangkang..."
A complete map of the place appeared in Yu Ishigami's mind, with lines and various scenes appearing.
All he could see in his field of vision were fragments and fragments, a blood-red patch.
"I'm late...."
Princess Yu Ishigami carried Ji Pingmei and walked inside. The "Tauren Warrior" frowned, and the battle seemed to be really over.
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"God, please let me down, I want to find it myself."
Yu Ishigami stopped at a piece of ruins, then kicked all the debris away.
All the rubble was cleared with a "bounce"
Soon a pair of delicate but dusty little leather shoes appeared. But they were upside down, and one of them was still buried in the soil.
Ishigami Yu's precision can be used to find things buried under stones and tiles. This pair of small leather shoes and Ishigami Yuu accidentally scanned it and saw it at Senior Sister Ji Wanmei's place.