Chapter 44 Sooner or later, one day, I will tear your mouth apart!
Island country, a certain suburb.
There was a cave entrance similar to an underground tunnel. Hitomi Hiji raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight and walked out of it.
Naturally, she will no longer be dressed like the cleaning lady with a pardonable hat last time. She is wearing a rather elegant white casual suit, a light blue bow at the collar, and a pair of handmade custom leather shoes. On ordinary people, this look may only look like
It can be described as a coquettish bag, but when worn on Hitomi Hitoshi's tall and slender figure, it doesn't feel out of place at all. In addition, his fair skin is enough to make most of the opposite sex envious and jealous.
The broken hair looks a little distressed, just like a cartoon male character who came out of a comic book, or a gentle young man who came from a strange place in an ancient scroll.
It's not all a killer's instinctive disguise. In fact, for someone with a strength level like his, disguise doesn't mean much. His temperament is just like this. To use a later joke to describe it, he can obviously rely on his face to make a living, but he has to.
Relying on talent...if killing can be considered a talent.
At this time, the engine roared, and on a mountain road covered by woods not far away, a red sports car that could truly be described as a showman came speeding towards us. In just a few breaths, it rushed to the small square in front of us like lightning.
, with no intention of slowing down at all,
嗗——
The screeching sound of tires gripping the ground, drifting in a large arc, tail flicking, sliding out a huge black mark on the bluestone floor of the square, and stopped the car next to the corridor entrance.
"Wow!" Bang bang bang, Hitomi Hitoshi clapped his hands, looked at the flip-flops stepping out of the car, and sincerely admired, "Xiao Mo, your driving skills... eh?"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a whistling punch. He stepped back and raised his hand to block. The bang was as loud as thunder. The movement was not like two flesh-and-blood arms banging against each other at all, but more like a fist.
The two solid copper pillars were smashing against each other. Under the huge impact, Hitami Hitoshi, who was passively parrying, had to retreat to release his strength. However, the attacker had no intention of letting go. He stepped closer and punched down with an expressionless face.
It was like swinging a falling domineering meteor hammer, from top to bottom, causing an explosion that could almost tear the air, buzz——
Retreat again, attack, defend, attack, retreat, a series of intensive fights, fists and kicks, the rhythm is so fast that you can't breathe. In the flash of lightning, Hitomi Hitoshi was pressed into the corridor, and the attacker continued to pursue him.
He was reluctant to give up and oppressed him step by step. He didn't know how much hatred he had, as if he wanted to kill Renjian Renji.
"No need... let's do this... as soon as we meet... you still come..."
After being chased and hit hard, Hitomi seemed quite embarrassed, and his elegant white suit was torn in several places by the sharp punches. Although there were no signs of injury so far, his words were broken and broken.
Looking at the difficult situation, you know that his current situation is not easy.
It's normal, because the person opposite him at the moment is Fuma Musashi, the top assassin who is also a legend in melee combat in the underground world!
If you defend for a long time, you will lose. Under repeated close pressure, Hitomi Hitoshi, who lost the opportunity, was naturally forced to the dead end of the corridor. A sharp light flashed in Fuuma Musashi's eyes, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped him. He turned sideways, exerted force, and whipped his legs.
, squealing - a series of explosions in the air, it is not so much a long leg, but a battle axe, sweeping across everything with a terrifying force that can destroy everything, crashing, gravel splashing, with a jumping and cracking
The broken slippers that had fallen off shot rapidly into the depths of the corridor like bullets, making a dense and chaotic sound.
A shocking long pit mark, along with countless fine network lines that spread out around it, was left on the wall of the corridor. As for Hitomi Hitoshi who was supposed to be standing there, he completely disappeared like a breeze.
Fuma Musashi narrowed his evil eyes and curled his lips slightly: "Renfeng Shenfa..."
Renfeng Shenfa, Renjian Renji's unique skill.
Hitomi Hitoshi has a superpower, the wind attribute superpower, which can be classified as an elemental superpower. Simply speaking, its function is to control the surrounding wind. This superpower is very common, and its meaning is roughly the Jack of the superpower world.
, Zhang Wei, etc., many people can do it. But no one has ever been able to combine supernatural powers with himself so delicately and almost perfectly like him!
Therefore, there is the Renfeng Shenfa that is unique in the underground world. The name is also easy to understand, the first character of the surname, plus Feng... Well, the way someone is named is also recognized in the underground world as bad...
"Wow wow wow——"
The violent kick just now must have triggered some kind of alarm device, and the piercing alarm bells kept ringing in the corridor. Fuma Musashi, as if he didn't hear it, bent his elbow, twisted his body, bumped back, and bang, a figure was knocked out of the void.
He flew straight to the square outside the corridor and waved his hand in the air. Who else could he be if it wasn't Renjian Renji? He still looked gentle and had no temper.
The veins on Fuma Musashi's forehead popped out. He stepped out of the corridor and was about to pursue him again. At this time, dense gunshots rang out, and dozens of figures emerged from the surrounding dense forest and above the corridor, with the muzzles of the guns in their hands pointed straight.
Point to.
This was not an ambush, it was a warning, just like the bullets that were fired between the two of them.
Naturally, it would be difficult to fight again with this kind of intervention, which is also the purpose of someone seemingly being knocked out. Fuma Musashi hesitated for a moment, slowly lowered his arm, and stared at Hitomi Hitoshi with evil eyes.
One meal: "Sooner or later, I will tear your mouth out!"
The latter had an innocent look on his face, "Huh? Why? Doesn't it sound like little... uh, Musashi?" Seeing the opponent's fist ready to move again, Akechi changed his name and spread his hands, looking quite regretful.
"By the way, weren't you supposed to be investigating something in Tokyo? Why did you come back? Did you find out something? I still remember that little guy Nakashimagawa, he was a pretty good kendo kid."
Fuma Musashi's face turned even darker when he heard this: "Not yet, what about you?" As long as someone doesn't use disgusting names like Xiao Wu and Xiao Mo, they still have room for communication. Well, although it's still very little.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Forget it." Hitomi Hitoshi scratched his head in frustration, "I thought I met a book friend, but I didn't expect to be fooled."
"Um?"
"I went on a business trip to Osaka two days ago. I met a colleague during the operation. How could I know the target of that colleague? Well, the guy with his head stuck in the urinal was a member of the Mononobe family. As a result, I missed it.
I found some whereabouts, but he didn’t miss it, so the Mononobe family put the blame on me. Why don’t we organize formal negotiations? Let me come back and explain. Do you think it’s unfair or not?”
Fuma Musashi grinned disdainfully: "It's not unfair, you could have just killed them all at that time."
"Are you kidding me? I love world peace."
"Then you deserve it!"
"...It's terrible that I can't communicate with people like you who are full of violent thoughts..."
"Wait a minute." Fuma Musashi, who was about to turn around and walk into the corridor, suddenly remembered something and frowned slightly, "The Monobe family... are pretty strong, right?"
"Yeah, what are you doing, do you want to see my joke? Haha, I'm sorry, I've already explained it clearly. I, Renjian Renji, still have some credibility when I speak." This is true, there are not many strong characters in the killer world.
But Hitomi Hitoshi definitely counts as one.
Fuma Musashi ignored it and said thoughtfully: "So, the colleague you met is also pretty good?"
Renji was slightly stunned when he saw Renji, then he raised his head and thought about it, his tone was not very sure: "It should be pretty good, I haven't fought before, so I don't know very well, but... when you said that, I kind of remembered it, he seemed to be interested in me.
...very familiar? I also felt some...danger at that time?"
Hearing this, Fuma Musashi's eyes suddenly brightened up. Even though he couldn't stand the opponent's behavior and felt that Luo Libasuo didn't look like a top killer at all, at the same time, he had to admit this guy's ability to fight at close range.
In the field, he can indeed rival himself, but he has never had the chance to have a good fight. This guy's movement skills are too annoying. If you don't want to fight, you can keep hiding and hiding and hiding... But then again, you can make this guy feel the danger.
Their peers must be close to the top in terms of strength, or at least close to the top in a certain field.
In RB, with this kind of strength, I don’t even recognize him...
He touched his palm and said, "Ha, I found you! No wonder I didn't find anything after walking around Tokyo for a few times. It turned out that I went to Osaka."
Hitomi Hitoshi also reacted at this time, and couldn't help but be shocked: "You said that person killed Nakajima and the others? That shouldn't be right. I think he is quite good, and he is still reading. Higashino-kun's fate... Hey, hey,
Musashi, don’t leave. Have you read the Buddhist scriptures I recommended you to read last time? They can help resolve anger. Hey..."