If Kitajima Ryumei is a side branch of the Kitajima family, then Kitajima Kawasaki is a side branch of the sideline. Kitajima Ryumei’s goal is to gain the core power of the Kitajima family, and Kitajima Kawasaki’s goal is to
This is at the core of the Kitajima family's collateral line. Different positions have different goals. Perhaps one day in the future, when Kitajima Kawasaki can step into the core power of the Kitajima family's collateral line, his goal will be
It will be like the current Beidao Longyin.
The knife cut everything, which surprised Kitajima Kawasaki, but soon the surprise turned into excitement, "Haha, this time I came to China, I finally met a decent opponent. He died in my hands before.
None of those people could escape the sword. How many years ago our ancestors slaughtered your Chinese people and played with your women. Now I am doing the same thing, which makes me proud!"
It would have been better not to say this. Once he said this, he could have lived for a few more seconds, but in the next second, he didn't realize what was going on at all, and a sharp knife was pierced into his lower abdomen.
, Kitajima Kawasaki didn't react at all, he stared blankly in front of him
A young man with an unattractive appearance. How could he strike so fast? It was so fast that he couldn't react at all. He struggled to move. The knife pierced his intestines, but it wouldn't kill him immediately, but he was already dead.
He waved to him from the front.
"Tell me, where are your accomplices?" the man's voice said calmly. The two policemen next to him were completely stunned, including several plainclothes special police officers who rushed out from behind the iron door of the stairs diagonally opposite the ward at the same time, all looking at them.
them.
Bada...
Blood flowed from Kitajima Kawasaki's lower abdomen. Kitajima Kawasaki lowered his head and looked at the pool of blood on the ground. He opened his eyes wide and said, "You, who are you?"
Tsk...
The young man held the knife in his hand slightly horizontally, and Kitajima Kawasaki's body trembled violently, and at the same time he couldn't help but scream in pain, "Ah!" The blood on his stomach gushed out, and a large spurt spurted out.
Splattered on the ground.
"Where are your accomplices?" The man's voice sounded faintly again.
"I have no accomplices!" Kitajima Kawasaki gritted his teeth, but he was a bit tough.
"Did you kill the Che family members?"
"Yes, I was the one who killed them. I...I killed them all like chopping vegetables and melons. You Chinese people are really weak. You don't have a single master!"
"Stop bragging. Your skills are above average at best. The guards of the Che family are all skilled. You can kill one or two, ten or eight can do it, but if you want to kill all the Che family's guards, you can do it."
Man, you simply can’t do that.”
"I……"
Tsk!
Kitajima Kawasaki was not convinced, he was not the one who killed the person, but he just wanted to prove that he was no worse than Kitajima Ryuuin. In his heart, if it had been him who got out of the car and broke into Che's house last night, the result would definitely not be worse than Kitajima's.
Longyin Cha.
The knife stabbed his stomach again, and this time the blood and filth spurted out was accompanied by a stench from the intestines. Kitajima rolled his eyes and almost fainted from the pain.
"I can make your death easier, or I can make your life worse than death. Let me ask you again, where are your accomplices and who are they?"
"I, I won't tell!"
Kitajima gritted his teeth, his body was stooped, and he covered his stomach with both hands, as if he was worried that his intestines would leak out. As soon as he finished speaking, the man took out the knife in his hand, and the white blade was stained with red blood. Kitajima
Kawasaki stepped back, blood dripping from his stomach again.
Poof!
Immediately afterwards, before he could stand firm on his feet, the knife in the man's hand was quickly inserted into his stomach again. Kitajima Kawasaki felt as if he was under a restraining spell at this moment. He let out a cry of pain and his whole body was shaken.
He stood still.
I thought this was the end, but then the knife in the man's hand was pulled out from his stomach repeatedly. He was no longer able to resist. The katana in his hand had already fallen to the ground. He rolled his eyes and looked down at the white
The knife, dripping with blood, was stabbed in and pulled out again and again.
pain?
No, this is not just pain, nor is it the fear of death, but a complete despair. This kind of despair is more terrifying than death. If you just want to die simply, maybe you only need to tilt your neck and take your last breath.
But at this moment, Kitajima Kawasaki watched helplessly as his stomach was stabbed, but the vital part of his body was not stabbed. The pain was numb, but behind this numbness was the pain like knives cutting bones, superimposed repeatedly...
…
"I, I said..."
Kitajima Kawasaki couldn't help it anymore. His voice was as angry as silk, but it also carried a strong desire for relief. He was still thinking about whether he should tell a wicked lie before he died.
Being confused about the kid in front of me can be regarded as venting the bad breath in my heart, and they Chinese people are quite stupid. There is a saying from ancient times to this day: When a person is about to die, his words are good. Humph, I am not a Chinese, I
I will lie to death today!
Even in the face of death, Kitajima Kawasaki seemed to have finally found the last bit of comfort, and he was determined in his heart. He was also proud of his intelligence and wit.
However……
"I don't want to know anymore."
But what rang in his ears was this sentence, and all the beads of wishful thinking fell away with a crash, and seemed to fall all over the floor, clinking, and without a sound they turned into knives thrust back and forth into his stomach, and his stomach was pierced.
It was stabbed to pieces, and the intestines were broken into countless sections. The patients pouring out of the corridor wanted to look here, but they were kept away by the group of plainclothes special police officers.
Kitajima Kawasaki regretted why he had to speak so hard before his death. Although their ancestors had the tradition of committing suicide by caesarean section as a symbol of loyalty to the nations they visited, caesarean section was something that the samurai of their island country could be proud of, but
From ancient times to the present, it seems that I have never heard of a hero from an island nation who died from being stabbed in the stomach and having dozens of sections of his intestines broken.
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Bang...
Kitajima Kawasaki fell to the ground, his eyes widened. There was no life in his eyes, and his lips still moved unwillingly, "I, I..."
What did he want to say? This is no longer important. What is important is that he died, seemingly miserable and unwilling. He was an ambitious person, but his ambition now turned into a stabbed stomach, and that
Smelly intestines.
The policemen finally came to their senses and looked at Lin Kun in shock. One of them shouted, "Don't move. Who are you and why do you want to kill someone?"
The man said calmly: "Shouldn't you thank me? If he hadn't died, all of you would be lying on the ground with your neck cut off..." (To be continued)