"There are still seven people. This is a one-on-one battle."
The sound of seven breathing sounds in his ears made Li Fan not satisfied with the result.
This number is not conducive to his actions.
After pondering for a while, Li Fan was still a little unwilling to wait for five hours in vain. After confirming the number of people in the room again, he jumped directly.
"Okay, good dance."
In the bright house, Sato looked at the four dancing women and clapped his hands non-stop.
On his left and right sides, there were two gorgeous women in Japanese clothes, serving him carefully.
"Lord Sato, I heard that you stabbed the world's number one killer. Is this true?"
The woman with her hair in a bun on the left pressed her whole body against Sato's chest. She peeled off a grape with her slender fingers and placed it on Sato's mouth.
"Of course, I am Sato."
Sato smiled proudly, opened his mouth and swallowed the grapes, moving his hands wantonly.
The record of stabbing Li Fan with a knife is something he can brag about for the rest of his life.
"Giggle! Mr. Sato, if you catch that person, you must show me what the world's number one killer looks like."
The woman's coquettish smile did not stop Sato's movements, but instead catered to his movements with a coquettish smile.
When Sato, who was getting hotter and hotter in his heart, heard this, he immediately promised boldly: "Don't worry, he has already become a turtle in the urn. When you catch him, I will let you watch as much as you can."
Saying that, Sato picked up the woman and was about to make a move when his hot heart suddenly started beating wildly.
He turned his head and wanted to shout loudly, but just as he opened his mouth, his wildly beating heart suddenly quieted down strangely, and a cold feeling penetrated directly into his heart.
At the last moment when he regained consciousness, Sato saw the face that frightened him day and night, and the words that rang in his ears were the last words he heard in his life.
"I heard... you are looking for me?"
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The upper class society in the metropolitan area has been in panic recently.
Starting from three days ago, the patriarchs of some big families began to be assassinated continuously. In just three days, three patriarchs who were considered top figures in Japan had died.
Moreover, these dead people all have one thing in common, that is, they all participated in the siege and killing of Li Fan in recent months.
The siege against Li Fan, which could be called a luxurious lineup, aroused huge attention in the entire upper class society in Japan.
Almost everyone knows that Li Fan survived that certain death situation. Although Toshio Kamiya has been searching for Li Fan's whereabouts since then, there has never been any news.
Now, the three martial arts masters who participated in the siege and killing of Li Fan suddenly died suddenly. Such a result has made people speculate whether Li Fan has begun to take revenge.
And people with such thoughts put all their attention on the last of the four people.
In a house far away from the city, Fujiwara held Scar in both hands and walked back and forth in the courtyard, but his heart could not calm down.
As the only person who has participated in the siege and is still alive, Fujiwara is now under unimaginable pressure.
Unlike those outside who were still in the guessing stage, he was almost certain that the man who killed the three chiefs in succession was Li Fan, who had regained his strength.
Apart from Li Fan, Fujiwara really couldn't think of another guy who could still kill people without anyone noticing even when they took all precautions.
After walking like this for half an hour, Fujiwara finally couldn't stand the oppression anymore, turned around and walked back into the room.
Under the black night sky, he felt like there was a pair of cold eyes everywhere, watching his actions.
"Mr. Hawkins."
As soon as he entered the door, Fujiwara rushed eagerly towards a man who was sitting on a chair and dozing in the room.
Around him, a total of twelve people of various ages sat in sequence.
"Didn't I tell you not to come in and expose us?"
Hearing the urgent footsteps, the first man to take a nap opened his eyes instantly.
For a moment, Fujiwara, who was stared directly at by these eyes, felt severely suffocated. Even his speech was a little awkward.
"Mr. Hawkins, Li Fan will definitely come here tonight, or we can call Master Junxiong here and kill him in one fell swoop."
After Fujiwara finished speaking in a sluggish tone, he looked at the man's face and became more respectful.
This is a master of internal strength who is on par with Toshio Kamiya, so he naturally deserves his respect.
"Are you questioning my strength?"
Hearing this, the blond man's eyes couldn't help but become a little colder, and the air around Fujiwara seemed to be even more suffocating at this moment.
"No, no, it's just..."
Fujiwara still wanted to explain, but as time passed, it became more and more difficult for him to speak. Until finally, when he was about to faint from suffocation, Hawkins finally withdrew his suffocating aura.
He explained calmly.
"If Toshio Kamiya is not at home, Li Fan will become suspicious if he finds out."
After a while, seeing that Fujiwara was still a little worried, Hawkins frowned impatiently and comforted him: "Don't worry! In such a short time, Li Fan's strength has recovered to about 50% at most. If he really dares
Come here and I can send him to heaven. Now, get out and be your bait!"
"Okay, I'll go right away, go right away."
Fujiwara nodded in fear, finally not daring to disobey the man's words.
By now, he was already in a difficult situation. There was Li Fan in front of him who was constantly assassinating, and behind him there were the Twelve Knights of the Dynasty blocking the road. No matter where he went, he could not feel comfortable. He had to act according to Hawkins' requirements.
Maybe he can still survive.
"well!"
After walking out of the room, Fujiwara sighed melancholy.
If he had known today's situation, he would not have agreed to Kamiya Toshio's request to surround and kill Li Fan.
Fujiwara took out a cigarette from the cigarette case he carried with him and put it in his mouth. He searched for a lighter all over his body, but suddenly there was a soft "click" sound in front of him.
Through the flickering firelight and the faint moonlight, Fujiwara could clearly see the face that frightened him with just one glance.
Cold sweat, momentarily depressed.
"You...you..."
He said "you" twice in a row, but failed to say a complete sentence. Li Fan had no choice but to smile and make a silent gesture, using the shape of his mouth and the knife in his hand to silently tell the other party.
"Keep your voice down."
Fujiwara subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the house, wanting to call for help, but the cold touch on his neck stopped his impulse.