"We are all sharpshooters, and every bullet kills an enemy. We are all flying troops, even if the mountains are high and the water is deep... There are no guns, no cannons, the enemy makes them for us... We use big knives to chop off the heads of the Japanese...
…”
Walking along the corridor, I pushed open the iron door, and there was a darker corridor behind. I took a sniff, hummed intermittently a skewered ditty that I couldn’t remember the lyrics clearly, and turned around. A few minutes later, I was outside a bathroom door.
Stop.
I looked around at the men's and women's signs and walked decisively to the women's bathroom on the right. Naturally, there was no one inside, and there were no lights. Under the dim light, I raised the ninja sword I had just grabbed, one after another, and opened it one by one.
Door.
When I walked to the innermost door, I turned my head, noticed something, and simply pushed it open.
There was no one around, and his eyes fell on the closed toilet seat, where some things were piled up. In addition to the smell of the toilet itself, there was also a faint smell of pungent disinfectant and blood in the air.
The black blade picked up the top red hat, which was an ordinary sun hat with the words XX Life Travel printed on it. The rest were some blood-stained rags and bandages. His eyes then glanced at the paper basket aside, where several bottles and cans were thrown in.
There was also a pair of tattered beach shorts.
Did you find the medical kit? You moved very quickly... Tang Chao raised his eyebrows without much surprise. This is a gymnasium and a sports venue. It is normal to have medicine and medical kits. It is reasonable for the other party to find these things.
Among them. Oh, maybe I also found a few pieces of clothing...
However, he chose to treat the injury on the spot before leaving. It seems that the injury is indeed not serious!
Exiting the narrow space, I looked up at the faint traces of trampling on the wall on one side. I moved my gaze upwards. There was a skylight about two meters above the ground. The window was open for only one person to get through. Without hesitation, I jumped up and lightly touched the window edge.
After passing through it nimbly, there is a winding tree-lined path outside, which should lead to the north gate of the stadium.
Lift your feet and walk.
Yes, the Tang Dynasty is tracking him. As for the target, he is of course not the Yamashita Takuro who just fought, but Fuma Musashi who took the opportunity to abscond.
You have to pick the soft persimmons and pinch them!
In fact, purely in terms of physical strength, Fuma Musashi is undoubtedly stronger than Yamashita Takuro. What the latter is good at is not head-on confrontation, but concealment, spying, and surprise assassinations. This is the strength of the ninja, and it was also the fierce battle just a few minutes ago.
Fighting was the reason why the Tang Dynasty was able to gain some advantages.
Oh, there is also a bit of carelessness in it. Otherwise, there is no reason for Yamashita Takuro to sacrifice his strengths and weaknesses. After being exposed, instead of closing the distance in time and hiding again, he simply chose to fight in close quarters. He should have wanted to fight quickly, but the result
Realizing that something was wrong, the warrior had no choice but to cut off his wrist and abandon his sword to escape...
Of course, it was just a lost sword. Yamashita Takuro himself did not suffer any substantial damage. Relying on his exquisite ninjutsu and hiding ability, he was not affected when he came and went, and the success rate of pursuit was very slim. But Fuma Musashi was different.
, was pushed hard to the ground by the little monk and rubbed against him. He was seriously injured. His fighting ability at this time was estimated to be very low. It was a good time to beat up the drowned dog!
After chasing down the road, there were broken green plants, footprints on the lawn, and even a pool of blood... It must have been spit out after walking here. There are traces everywhere, which is undoubtedly a sign of a retreating killer.
It was an extremely unprofessional performance, and I probably couldn’t care less about it...
He looked away from the pool of blood and was about to take a step when Tang Chao staggered first, frowned slightly, and continued to chase. He was also in a bit of trouble. The numbness in the wound on his back was spreading throughout his body, and even
There are signs of affecting the nerves and thinking - this anesthetic is probably not ordinary!
This is the fact. The weapons and equipment of ninjas are all specially made, including the poisons applied on the outside. They are all prepared by hand. They are different from the surgical anesthetics on the market. They are extremely strong, which is the Tang Dynasty. They have tempered their body resistance for several years.
Yes, for an ordinary person, his hands and feet would have been weak and he would have to lie down in a cool place.
Well, after walking a few steps, Tang Chao suddenly raised his hand and raised his gun. At the corner of the path more than ten steps ahead, behind a few lush trees, a figure hurriedly turned out, only half of his body was stretched out, and he was instantly alert, like an electric shock.
retract.
Putting down the gun, Tang Chao had already seen clearly who was coming.
"teacher?"
From behind the tree, a short figure poked out from behind the tree again. He had a crew cut, sportswear, and bare feet. He was dressed the same all year round. Who else could it be if it wasn't Ren Buping? His eyes passed by his ear, but he didn't see any mobile communication equipment. Tang
Chao vaguely guessed something, so he said yes and kept walking.
"Fuma Musashi... is dead?" He went straight to the topic as always, and without waiting for an answer, Ren Buping, who was hurriedly greeted, looked at Tang Chao as if he was about to leave, and his expression suddenly flashed with regret and disappointment, "Yes,
Teacher, if you take action, he will definitely not be able to escape..."
I solemnly state that Ren Buping doesn't know how to flatter people. If he says this, he really means it. But I have to say that this natural tone is actually the best form of flattery!
Tang Chao felt a little secretly happy, but he prided himself on being a person who was free from vulgar tastes and seeking truth from facts, so he still shook his head and said: "No, Fuma Musashi is still very strong. Even if I take action, well, let's give it a 50-50 shot."
...By the way, you came from the north gate?"
Ren Buping nodded: "Well, school started in a few days, and the Zong team asked me to buy school supplies. When I returned to the base, I found that they were not there, and I realized that I had been cheated again... I just took a taxi and came out of the north gate, what happened?
?”
Well, as expected, no wonder I didn't see him from beginning to end. Tang Chao was still wondering before. Who in the entire Lingjiang would expect Fuma Musashi to come over? It must be this little kid in front of him. The only one
No....Zong Qing was a sensible person, and he probably saw through his thoughts, so he sent the person away in advance to avoid some tragic consequences.
"I'm chasing that mad dog. In this direction, you didn't meet anyone along the way?"
"No..." Ren Buping was stunned when he heard the words, and simply shook his head. Then his body suddenly shook as if he thought of something, and he subconsciously turned around and stopped suddenly, "No, there is someone!"
"Huh?" It was just a casual question, and Tang Chao didn't expect to get a positive answer. You know, if Ren Buping really bumped into Fuma Musashi, they would have started a fight, and maybe he could take the opportunity to retaliate.
Maybe there was a grudge from the past life... I looked at him in shock, "Where did you meet him?"
Bang, a punch hit his palm. Ren Buping, with a face full of remorse, turned around and walked away. He said in a sharp voice, "While walking, I said, when I just came by taxi, I got out of the car and he got in... It must be him!"
"He was injured, right? I smelled the smell of disinfectant and safflower oil, and I looked at him a few times. He looked at me a few times, smiled, and said he was in a hurry and didn't bring his wallet with him, so he asked me for one.
I paid fifty yuan for the fare..."
"Well?"
"I was in a hurry to come in. I didn't think much about it, and I didn't notice it. I happened to be paying the bill and getting change, so I gave him fifty from the change..."
Having said this, Ren Buping stopped talking. He bit his lower lip with his upper teeth and rushed forward. In just half a minute, he rushed out of the north gate like a gust of wind. He glanced around at both ends of the road. As expected, everything was empty.
Ren Buping looked ugly, or rather uncomfortable, and turned away in a muffled voice: "I'll go find the Zong team to check the license plate -"
"Forget it." Tang Chao held down his hand and looked at the lonely and deserted streets. The area around the stadium was not prosperous in the first place, and the north gate was even more desolate. There was not even a parking car within sight. He shook his head, "If there is a car, maybe
I can still try...now, there is no chance."
Unless another driver takes a detour, there may still be a chance. But he has learned his lesson once, and no matter how stupid Fuma Musashi is, he will not do it a second time. It is estimated that as soon as Ren Buping walks away, he will give the driver the back leg.
I knocked myself out and drove...
He patted the silent Ren Buping on the shoulder and said, "Don't think too much. It's something that you don't have much confidence in. It's not that easy to withstand the near-death counterattack of a top killer... But your fifty yuan should be there."
I’m back, maybe I’ll have a chance next time.”
He shook his head speechlessly. Some things were just speculations, but... Fuma Musashi should have noticed something. Of course he didn't know Ren Buping, but it was not difficult to see the latter's identity as a member of Kyushu Rise...
This is Fuma Musashi. No one can understand what he is thinking and what he will do next moment.
When faced with a situation like this, a normal killer would naturally leave immediately as his first choice. No matter how cautious he is and don't want to leave any traces, he would kill first and then leave... There is no doubt that although the injuries are serious, one of them is still there, and the other is still alive.
In the dark, Fuuma Musashi is definitely capable of killing Ren Buping instantly.
But he didn't choose any of them. He didn't leave directly or kill people. Instead, he made a unnecessary move and asked Ren Buping for fifty yuan for the fare in an almost teasing manner...
Pi is very happy now?
"Let's leave it at that for now."
Looking back at the gymnasium, the power light source was gradually restored, and the sound of gunfire could hardly be heard. It was hard to say whether the Kitouji tracking team and the South Korean assassination team were all dead. They probably were not, but even if they escaped, it would be difficult.
All action plans are doomed to fail... It's a pity that this great opportunity has been missed!
Silently sighing secretly, if Fuma Musashi was alone and struggling to numb his whole body, Tang Chao would also try his luck and try to search the whole city and chase him all night long, but with the addition of Takuro Yamashita, who is also a top killer... chances, sometimes
It only happens once, if you miss it, you miss it.