Chapter 280 Twenty Steps

Thinking of this, the elder subconsciously turned his attention to Mrs. Jing who was behind the two of them. It seemed that this person was the key to getting rid of the qi poison.

Although this person's detoxification method is unheard of, Tang Jiaren is confident that as long as the pill is released, no one can survive within the range of the pill.

only……

Tang Jiaren narrowed his eyes and glanced at the camp that was close at hand, still making some decisions in his mind.

Facing the attack of the two, Tang Jiaren just turned slightly sideways and walked over. At the same time, with a slight movement of his hands, two black steel needles flew out from his sleeves. The dark green color on the needles reminded him of the danger of this thing all the time.

Under the eldest master's deliberate restraint, the three of them began to fight in a melee. Whenever the left and right sides were infected by the eldest master's poison, Mrs. Jing, who was swooping aside, would always end up with the sarcoma-like straw at the right time. Remove the poison from their bodies.

As the battle gradually entered the "white heat", a haggard old man walked out of the tent with a cane.

The moment Tang Jiaren saw this person appear, a gleam of joy flashed in Tang Jiaren's eyes. For the first time, he took the initiative to stop Mrs. Jing who wanted to continue to detoxify the two, and then he wanted to get rid of the entanglement of the two in a flash.

Just when the Elder Master was about to step over the two of them, a flash of silver light flashed, and I saw that Zuo Jin, who was already lying on the ground, was deeply poisoned and unable to move, suddenly turned over without the slightest sign, and slashed directly at the big man. On the master's arm.

Facing this sudden knife, the elder didn't seem to have any reaction. Even if the sharp blade cut off his right arm, the elder still didn't react at all. The figure still rushed towards the ninja not far away without any pause. , as if the one that was severed was not his arm.

At the same time, Ukon, who had been lying silently on the ground and wanted to find another opportunity to sneak attack, saw that the elder's arm was cut off but did not stop at all. He did not dare to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. There was a crisp sound as the scabbard rubbed against each other, and the sharp light of the saber slashed towards the Grand Master's left leg.

Listening to the sound of wind coming from behind and looking at the target getting closer and closer, a smile suddenly appeared on the old man's face. He didn't care about the light of the sword behind him at all, and continued to rush forward.

Swish! !

A silver light flashed, and after the right hand, the elder's left leg was also cut off, and blood gushed out from the wound like a spring.

His left leg was cut off, and the elder staggered and fell to the ground, but his body still slid forward for a certain distance under the influence of inertia.

And it was this short distance that made the smile on the face of the elder who still lost his arms and legs all the more solemn.

All of this is the Grand Master's plan. If he tried his best to break through the siege of the ninja in front of him from the beginning, it would easily lead to Ninja running away when he saw the situation was bad.

Therefore, as early as when the phantom miasma was seen through and the left and right were killed, the elder had already thought about the follow-up plan.

The distance of twenty steps is not far. As long as he crosses this distance, he can bring everyone present within the scope of the alchemy bite.

Among them, the first twelve steps are the distance between the great master and the two warriors. These twelve steps are not difficult to walk. The real difficulty is the last eight steps.

What is really rare is the last eight steps. These eight steps are the distance from the samurai to the back of the head. In order to cross the last eight steps, the elder did not hesitate to risk his life and choose to abandon himself. , This is the last short distance of eight steps.

"Hey!"

Although the elder was mutilated and lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, there was an unconcealable smile on his face.

"Su ra ba shi い"

The old man used the crutch in his hand to block the iron thorn thrown by Tang Jiaren, looked at Tang Jiaren who was lying on the ground in a panic, and suddenly uttered a Japanese language.

"?"

The elder obviously didn't understand any labor-management Japanese language, and he looked at the old man with a puzzled look.

A young man with glasses who had been following the old man seemed to see Tang Jiaren's doubts, and took the initiative to translate: "The teacher said "wonderful"!"

The smile on the corner of the old man's mouth was still the same, he just said lightly: "Hey, you can speak our words?"

The man with glasses didn't answer Tang Jiaren's words, but turned to look at the old man beside him.

The old man's wrinkled skin was covered by white hair, his wrinkled eyes couldn't see clearly, his long beard trembled with his lips, and another unintelligible words sounded:
"自分の今上げを舍てた Lastの撃...Suqingらしかった..."

The man with glasses pondered for a moment and then translated: "I gave up the last blow I made...it's wonderful..."

"儿かでもある......"

"Stupid too..."

The old man continued to speak, and the man with glasses continued to translate.

The old man endured the severe pain in his body, because he lost his right hand, he could only slowly straighten his back with his head on the ground.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter..."

"It's over anyway..."

The old man sat on the grass, looked at the two people in front of him and said with a smile.

"It's really stupid!"

"When I found out, you should know that the assassination is impossible to succeed..."

"If you leave decisively at that time, you may really be able to escape."

The old man was still talking, and the man with glasses was acting as an interpreter. They didn't seem to notice the abnormality, and they didn't understand why the smile on the face of the person in front of them came from.

The smile on the elder's face gradually faded, as if he was thinking about something.

"Is there nothing to say?"

The old man said again.

"I have two questions."

The old man said softly.

"Oh?"

Listening to the content translated by the man with glasses, the old man looked at Tang Jiaren in surprise.

"The two kids behind me are not bad, they are extremely aggressive, and they didn't make any unnecessary movements. It was as if they were fighting with their own children just now."

"You have trained these children well."

"There are quite a few Japanese pirates with special means who came with your army, but they all seem to come in their own name..."

"It seems that you are the only one who has mobilized almost the entire organization to assist the army..."

"Is the child who has been trained so hard brought here to die in such a hurry?"

"Bihe Mountain is very loyal to the Japanese Emperor?!"

The old man sat on his back on the ground and asked the question in his heart.

"Hahahahaha!"

When the man in glasses finished translating Tang Jiaren's words, the old man suddenly looked up to the sky and burst out laughing.

After a long time, the old man's laughter gradually stopped. Looking at the person who was about to die in front of him, the old man couldn't help but say a few more words:
"Faithful?"

"That's something only those samurai adults are qualified for!"

"In the eyes of those big people, we have our own special and powerful power, and we can no longer have our own thoughts."

"Since birth, we have existed for the purpose of tools!"

(End of this chapter)

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