The killer's blow was like a poisonous snake hiding in the grass, unexpected, fast and hard, but Yang Hao's blow was clean and neat, a simple sweep, but it seemed to have the momentum to cross the river.
The killer saw that his dagger was already close to his target, but that sharp sword light gave the killer a chill in his heart. He suddenly changed his move and parried the sword light with the dagger in his hand. At the same time, he was like a cat with exploding hair.
Usually, the body suddenly stops, and then quickly retreats back.
The killer moved very quickly, but this sharp sword light was faster, and it cut through the dagger in the killer's hand in an instant.
The killer only felt his hand sink slightly, and he couldn't help being shocked. The weight of the dagger in his hand instantly decreased. There was only one answer, and that was that the sword in Yang Hao's hand had cut the dagger.
His retreating movement accelerated again, two minutes faster than before!
It was the killer's action that saved her life. The moment she sped back, Yang Hao's sword had already passed in front of him, bringing up a drop of blood in the thick black smoke.
The killer was so shocked that he touched it from his waist without caring about his own injuries, and then smashed it casually.
The dazzling fireworks exploded again, instantly forcing back Yang Hao who followed the sound. When Yang Hao waved away the smoke in front of him, there was no one in sight.
The sound of fighting in the room alerted the two people next door, Fujiwara Keiko and Matsuda Mitsuko. They hurriedly opened the door in pajamas and ran to Yang Hao's door. They just saw Yang Hao walking out of the room, holding a handful of
The gleaming long sword.
"Yang Hao, what happened?"
Fujiwara Keiko looked at the thick dust and smoke in the room in surprise, and then at Yang Hao, who was wearing only a pair of underwear, and asked with some panic.
Yang Hao glanced at the open door of the suite balcony, but did not chase him out. He turned his head and smiled and said: "A little thief came in, but I beat him away."
Little thief?
Fujiwara Keiko and Matsuda Mitsuko looked at each other, with the same doubt in their eyes. Both of them knew Yang Hao's terrifying strength. If he was just a little thief, how could he escape from Yang Hao's hand? How could it be possible?
Can you escape?
Looking at the posture of Yang Hao holding the long sword, both of them knew that this matter might not be that simple.
"Is this the person sent by Ito Yamao?" Fujiwara Keiko asked directly without hesitation.
Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders and said with a casual smile: "Maybe it is, maybe it is not, who knows, it's okay, you can go back to sleep."
Fujiwara Keiko stared at Yang Hao's relaxed face, with a somewhat complicated look in her eyes: "I know you don't want us to worry, but I don't think you need to hide any danger from us."
Seeing what Keiko Fujiwara said, Yang Hao replied helplessly: "Well, someone did come just now, but he was not a thief, but a killer, and he should be a killer who has received special training and mastered special skills. In Japan
, such killers are usually called ninjas."
Fujiwara Keiko opened her eyes wide and exclaimed: "Ninja?"
Yang Hao smiled and said: "Yes, it should be a ninja, and this ninja has good assassination skills. If I didn't have this Snow Sword, I'm afraid I would have encountered a lot of trouble."
Fujiwara Keiko was inexplicably shocked. She is Japanese. She has been familiar with Japanese ninjas since she was a child. In each story, they are all extremely powerful beings. But now Yang Hao said lightly that the one who attacked just now turned out to be a ninja.
?
Yang Hao looked at the shocked expressions of the two women and explained with a chuckle: "The other party is dressed like a complete ninja, and the explosion smoke used to hide the figure should be able to confirm the other party's identity and strength.
Yes, but it’s not that easy to kill me.”
After saying this, Yang Hao paused and changed the topic: "How much do you know about ninjas?"
The two women looked at each other in confusion, and then shook their heads. Fujiwara Keiko said helplessly: "These things are too far away from ordinary people like me. All we can hear about them are legendary stories, and even
We're not even sure whether they exist..."
Yang Hao chuckled and said: "Ninja is just a name. In fact, it is a type of practitioner. It's just that their training direction is different from ours. They practice various ninja secrets to hide their bodies.
Easily carrying out assassinations may seem magical to ordinary people, but in front of real masters, they are nothing more than that."
Yang Hao's words are not nonsense. He has performed several missions in Japan and has had contact with Japanese ninjas. Ninjas are a group of specially trained people who will use various things to make it easier for them.
Hidden, it is easier to succeed in assassination. They are experts in assassination, but in frontal combat, they will obviously be at a disadvantage. Of course, there are not no masters among ninjas, and real ninja masters are also very powerful.
The entire world has had countless inheritances from ancient times to the present. The inheritances that have been passed down to this day and can still exist in an era of technological hegemony must have their own uniqueness. The practitioners of China, the werewolf blood paladin of the West, the Japanese
Werewolves and some other special beings all have their own unique abilities. Otherwise, they would have been lost in the long river of history.
Fujiwara Keiko asked hesitantly: "Are they doing it for the Ito family?"
Yang Hao was also a little unsure. Logically speaking, if he came to Haiyuan quietly this time, no one else would know that he was here. Especially since he was wearing makeup, it would be the most appropriate reason for the attack tonight.
Yes, it’s just that the Ito family was able to dispatch ninjas?
Yang Hao asked back: "You have been with the Ito family for a while. Do you know what the relationship between the Ito family and the organization that owns ninjas is?"
Fujiwara Keiko shook her head and said, "I really don't know about this."
Yang Hao didn't care and said with a smile: "That's okay. In this world, as long as you spend money, you can hire any kind of master. If this person really came because of the Ito family, it wouldn't be surprising. The Ito family has
With money and power, it's really not a big deal to fall in love with a ninja."
Mitsuko Matsuda asked worriedly: "But, will this be dangerous?"
Yang Hao smiled and said: "I have the Piaoxue Sword in my hand. Even if my opponent is stronger, I don't have to be afraid. But speaking of it, some people in Japan still have a debt to settle. If I fight with these people, it's just
Sooner or later, there is nothing to worry about, but you have to be more careful from now on. How about I send you away from Japan first, and then I will deal with Ito and his son, and then contact you?"
Fujiwara Keiko shook her head firmly and said: "You are helping me find justice, how can I leave first?"
Fujiwara Keiko looked at Yang Hao and wanted to say more, and continued to block Yang Hao's words: "I know there may be some dangers in staying, but this matter is my business after all. If I can't even bear this risk,
, then it would be too embarrassing for you to find justice for me."
Fujiwara Keiko's words were very firm, and Yang Hao had no choice but to say: "Okay, let's talk about this later. You can go back and rest first."
Fujiwara Keiko and the two girls both hummed, and their attention was retracted from the attack just now, and their eyes involuntarily fell on Yang Hao's sexy upper body. Although the muscles were not as clear as those of fitness coaches,
However, his body muscles are also well-shaped, and his skin seems to be exuding the luster of jade, making it difficult to look away when one's eyes fall on it.
After Fujiwara Keiko's eyes paused for two or three seconds, she suddenly realized that she was doing such a shameful thing. Suddenly, red clouds flew over her face, and she lowered her eyes in panic. Her whole person became quite panicked.
"Well, then I... will go to bed first, good night..."
After Fujiwara Keiko said hello to Yang Hao in panic, she walked quickly back to her room. Her heart was beating fast and her body seemed to be covered with red clouds. She was shy.
Incomparable.
Mitsuko Matsuda naturally also noticed Yang Hao, and his heart beat faster. Then he looked at Fujiwara Keiko's strange behavior, rolled his eyes and said, "Miss, Yang Hao is really a good person."
Fujiwara Keiko was in a state of confusion at this time. When she heard what Mitsuko Matsuda said, she didn't have time to think too much and directly replied subconsciously: "Well, he's very good. He's a good person."
Mitsuko Matsuda looked at Keiko Fujiwara who seemed to be a little distracted, and suddenly asked with a smile: "Isn't Yang Hao's body good-looking?"
Fujiwara Keiko replied subconsciously: "It looks good...well, what did you say?"
Mitsuko Matsuda suddenly laughed. Since leaving the Ito family, Keiko Fujiwara has returned to her original name because she was expelled from the Ito family. Mitsuko Matsuda no longer calls her madam, but calls her miss.
Although they encountered very unfair treatment, the two of them felt a strange sense of relief, perhaps because they had completely left the monster den in the Ito family.
Fujiwara Keiko looked at the laughing Matsuda Mitsuko, feeling shy and unbearable, and said angrily: "What are you talking about? It's weird. What does it have to do with me whether Yang Hao is good-looking or not?"
Mitsuko Matsuda didn't speak anymore, just sighed softly.
Fujiwara Keiko looked at Mitsuko Matsuda sighing and asked a little strangely: "Why are you sighing?"
Mitsuko Matsuda said helplessly: "It's a pity that Yang Hao is already married. If he was single, maybe you and him, miss, could still be a couple."
Fujiwara Keiko's face suddenly turned as red as fire, and her little fist hit Matsuda Mitsuko directly: "What are you talking about? How can I be a couple with him..."
Mitsuko Matsuda said seriously: "You guys share weal and woe together. How many men and women can have such an experience? It's a pity... ugh..."
Fujiwara Keiko bit her lip and did not say a word to refute, but the look in her eyes was a bit complicated, it seemed to be disappointment, but also seemed to be regret... (To be continued)