The first thousand two hundred and ninetieth chapters of the ultimate move in the smoke
On the surface, there was no movement in the Ito family, and they were still very calm. It seemed that Keiko Fujiwara's quarrel with the Ito family did not have any impact on the Ito family, or perhaps it was only two or three people who really had an impact.
In this world, there are many people who don't care about their own affairs, and many people who are wise and protective. What's more, from their perspective, Fujiwara Keiko is just an outsider after all, even if they feel sympathy for the dead Ito Hirobumi.
, but you won’t stand up to support Ito Hirobumi or go against Ito Yamao. After all, Ito Hirobumi is dead, and the Ito family will be headed by Ito Yamao in the future. If you go against Ito Yamao, wouldn’t you be making yourself unhappy?
After Yang Hao wandered around, he returned to the hotel. As soon as he stepped into the hotel, a tall and beautiful woman in fashionable clothes walked over. Yang Hao couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he looked at this woman, and he secretly admired her in his heart.
, if this woman's appearance were to be considered in ancient times, she would definitely be a disaster to the country and the people. Even now, I'm afraid she would be surrounded by constant disputes and troubles.
Although Yang Hao was amazed, he didn't look too much. He glanced at it and then forcibly withdrew his gaze. The fashionable and pretty girl also saw Yang Hao and glanced at him. However, under the lowered eyelashes, there was a pair of beautiful eyes.
A flash of light in two minutes.
The two people just passed each other without looking back. The moment they passed each other, Yang Hao smelled a very strange fragrance.
This fragrance is not strong, on the contrary, it is quite light, which makes people smell very comfortable. This smell is somewhat unique, at least there is no such smell in Yang Hao's previous smells. This is a very unique and difficult smell.
The fragrance is described in words, and the fragrance is very weak. If Yang Hao's sense of smell hadn't been greatly enhanced, he probably wouldn't have smelled it so clearly.
Yang Hao sniffed heavily and smelled the smell. Although Yang Hao considered himself not a scumbag, the smell was really good.
Yang Hao walked to his room door and knocked on the door according to the code he and Fujiwara Keiko had agreed upon. Soon Fujiwara Keiko opened the door.
In order to take care of and protect Keiko Fujiwara, Yang Hao lived in a two-bedroom suite with the three of them. If they lived next door, if an emergency happened, there would be no guarantee that rescue would be impossible.
"How is the situation?" Fujiwara Keiko looked at Yang Hao nervously and expectantly.
Yang Hao smiled, shrugged and said: "As we expected, there was no movement, there was no news about the Ito family, and Ito Yamao is still alive and well."
Fujiwara Keiko's face showed a bit of disappointment. She stared at Yang Hao and said, "I already have the answer."
Yang Hao stared into Fujiwara Keiko's eyes and hummed softly: "You tell me."
Fujiwara Keiko also stared into Yang Hao's eyes and said: "I still can't be as ruthless as Ito Yamao. Although everyone in the Ito family is indifferent to me, I can't stand because others are indifferent to me.
On my side, I have to kill the other party, right?"
Yang Hao nodded slightly and said with a smile: "There is a saying in China, helping you is a matter of affection, not helping you is a duty, so don't care too much about whether others will definitely stand by your side and help you, especially those who don't care in the first place.
people."
Fujiwara Keiko said softly: "I can ignore other people, but Ito Koji and Itoyama Yu must die. Itoyama Yu is the murderer who killed my husband, and Ito Koji sat back and ignored the situation knowing that Itoyama Yu was the murderer.
, they all have a reason to die, they deserve to die!"
Yang Hao smiled gently and said: "Very good, I think you made a right decision. You will definitely not regret your decision in the future."
Fujiwara Keiko stared at Yang Hao with bright eyes: "When I proposed that the Ito family disappear completely, you did not agree immediately. Even when we arrived at the hotel, you did not rush me. Are you waiting for me to change myself?
idea?"
Fujiwara Keiko was originally a very smart person. Before, she was blinded by anger and hatred. Now that she has calmed down, Fujiwara Keiko has come to some understanding. Yang Hao is waiting for him to change his mind. He doesn't want to fall into hatred and do something he will regret.
A lifetime of excitement.
Yang Hao did not answer Fujiwara Keiko's question, but asked: "Okay, how do you want them to die?"
Fujiwara Keiko was expelled from the Ito family, and after witnessing the coldness of the Ito family, she no longer had any hope of finding justice for her husband openly. She was killed by her younger brother, and her father sat idly by. As a wife, she
After being framed and expelled from home, is it still necessary or possible for me to seek justice in an open and honest manner?
"I don't care, I just want them to die. After they die, I will have avenged my husband, and the stone in my heart will be put down, and I can start a new life. This past will be forever
Go over there."
Yang Haowen nodded: "Okay, I understand. Let's rest for a night. I will go to deal with this matter tomorrow. But do you have any ideas about what you will do in the future?"
Fujiwara Keiko had a bit of bitterness on her face: "Maybe I will go to another country and start a new life."
Yang Hao nodded and praised: "This is a good method."
Fujiwara Keiko suddenly smiled and said: "The treasure left to me by Bowen is enough for me to live comfortably for the rest of my life."
Seeing that Keiko Fujiwara seemed to have finally let go of her worries, Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said no more, turned around and walked straight into his room.
When night came, Yang Hao took his mobile phone and called Qiu Yunzhen on the bed. After chatting for a while, he hung up the phone. After watching TV for a while, he fell asleep, preparing to investigate the whereabouts of the Ito family and his son tomorrow and kill them.
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In the middle of the night, a figure suddenly appeared on the balcony of the suite where Yang Hao lived. The figure seemed to blend into the surrounding scenery, making the whole person look a little blurry, as if he were a ghost without an actual form.
After the figure stood on the balcony for a few seconds, he walked lightly into the living room of the suite where Yang Hao and others were staying. After looking at the two doors next to each other, the figure quietly walked to the door of the room.
, listened for a long time, and then stopped at the door of the room where Yang Hao was.
Yang Hao's door was not locked. The figure's hand was gently placed on the door handle, and he turned the lock bit by bit. He was not impatient at all, his hand was very steady, and he could open it at the last little bit.
When the door opened, he froze his hand and waited quietly.
After waiting for several seconds, the figure took a deep breath and then turned the last bit of the lock.
Silent and breathless.
There was a slight gap in the door, but the man did not rush to open the door. Instead, he took out a thin tube from his pocket, fiddled with it, and pulled the tube from the door with the thin tube in his mouth.
The gap stretched in.
A faint puff of smoke spurted out from the thin tube, and the smoke quickly filled the entire room.
The figure at the door withdrew the thin tube, waited for about half a minute, and then opened the door. The smoke in the room had disappeared, and Yang Hao on the bed was sleeping soundly with his head turned, without even noticing the person standing at the door.
The figure at the door twitched his waist, and a black dagger appeared in his hand. He moved towards the bed silently.
Until he reached the bedside, Yang Hao was still sleeping soundly, unaware that the danger was approaching.
The black dagger slowly stretched out towards Yang Hao's neck, and the man's other hand had already reached towards Yang Hao's mouth, obviously preparing to kill him with one blow while covering Yang Hao's mouth to prevent him from letting go.
He screamed to alert others.
He is very confident in his smoke. As long as someone inhales this powerful smoke, it will make people lose consciousness and fall into a deep sleep within a few seconds. It is the best weapon for killing people at night.
The dagger was already very close to Yang Hao's neck. Just when he was about to take action, Yang Hao, who had been sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes, with obvious ridicule in his eyes.
The killer next to the bed was shocked, but the movement of his hand was still not slow, and he moved directly towards Yang Hao's neck. Yang Hao pushed the coffee table next to him, and with the force of the reverse push, the whole person had been forced to move sideways.
It was just this distance that caused the killer's dagger to miss, causing a big hole in the quilt cover on the bed.
The killer's blow missed, and his left palm pointed like a knife, stabbing directly into both eyes. The attack was ruthless, fast and cruel.
Seeing that this palm was about to hit Yang Hao's eyes, the killer suddenly received a kick on the waist. He flew out and hit the opposite wall heavily, and cracks appeared on the wall.
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Yang Hao slapped the bed and jumped up from the bed. He sneered, "Now that you're here, don't leave."
The killer fell from the wall to the ground, his mouth already filled with blood. He took out something and threw it towards Yang Hao. Yang Hao didn't know what it was, so he didn't dare to catch it forcefully, so he turned sideways and fell.
Bed, hand holding the cane leaning against the bed.
The black thing flew past Yang Hao and hit the wall behind the bed, emitting a strong fire and a large amount of smoke. In just a second or two, the vigorous smoke had covered the entire room.
All completely covered.
The killer was in the smoke, but he didn't panic at all. He was like a ghost, rushing directly through the smoke. The dagger in his hand was like the fang of a poisonous snake, stabbing Yang Hao's chest with incomparable accuracy. This thick
The smoke didn't seem to have any effect on him.
The sudden explosion and smoke also surprised Yang Hao, but he did not panic. He just held the hilt of the Piaoxue Sword, pressed the power button on the cane, and flicked it with his backhand, and the lower half of the cane fell.
After flying out, the snowy sword, which was as bright as autumn water, was revealed.
Without thinking, Yang Hao swept his sword with his backhand. The sword's light was like snow, instantly tearing apart the thick black smoke in front of him, and appeared in front of the killer, sweeping down his pocket. (To be continued)