I play love guru in Tokyo

Chapter 43

"Give me in!"

After several reprimands, the door of the main hall was opened, and a man in white was pushed to the ground, his face was smeared with plaster, and his face could not be seen clearly for a while.

"Team leader, this guy is spreading those materials everywhere!"

For a moment, dozens of vicious eyes focused on the man, wishing to peel him and swallow him alive.

"You guys, go outside and watch." Shancun ordered coldly.

"Let me ask you, who sent you to do this?" Ito Oura slapped the table and cursed, then drew the dagger from his waist and thrust it fiercely on the table.

"I, I don't know anything! Don't kill me, I really don't know anything. It's a man wearing a mask who said that as long as he spreads these things, he can give me 100 million yen..."

"Hehe, 100 million?! I'll give you ten 100 million for you to eat these things!" Ito Oura couldn't help cursing after being laughed angrily.

A mere 100 million yuan puts the Huatian group in a precarious situation. Even if only sporadic information is leaked in the end, it is enough to make the Huatian group anxious.

Seeing that Ito Oura was still angry and wanted to cut off the man's hand with a knife on the spot, Ito Kenta frowned:
"Forget it, the other party is secretive, and probably won't be able to ask anything."

The man in white raised hope and couldn't stop thanking: "Thank you, thank you, I won't dare again..."

"Da Pu, drag him out and kill him, don't dirty this place."

Ito Kenta ordered with a blank face, and the cold words made the Japanese room suffocated.

"Ho ho ho."

The furious Ito Oura grinned, and pulled out the dagger on the table.

The other Ruotou sneered, let you go?The Hanada group was almost destroyed, Shen in Tokyo Bay will be cheap for you.

The thin middle-aged man held his sword, glanced at it coldly, and sat quietly. As a swordsman, he was used to life and death.

"Yahahahah."

The man in white suddenly raised his head and smiled.

It was especially harsh in this Japanese room, and everyone couldn't help looking at it. Could it be that he lost his mind before dying?
Ito Kenta frowned and looked at it, but the more he looked at it, the more strange it became. He seemed to have seen this face before, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and he said in surprise:
"you are not……!"

Ito Oura was about to swing his sword, but at some point, a scabbard appeared from the waist of the man in white, which made him extremely astonished, it was impossible, since his hand was empty just now...

Kashiwahara Kiyoaki sat up and stood up, quickly grasped Jinghong back, bent slightly, his eyes were fixed, and he said softly:

"Yuehua!"

嗡

Ito Kenta subconsciously reached out to touch his waist, but a dazzling half-moon brilliance was extremely dazzling in the room, like a strong light in the dark, making people squint their eyes and close them instinctively.

After a few puffs, there was the sound of a sharp blade cutting white meat, followed by a few plops, and the screams were endless.

The wooden window was splashed with blood, Bai Yuan was like a god of death, his eyes were stern, and he slashed Jinghong without hesitation.

When sight was restored, the dark floor was stained red with blood, and everyone including Ito Oura was dead, and a few lucky ones were just hit by the back of Jinghong's knife and fell to the ground. Lost the ability to move, and kept screaming and wailing.

Bai Yuan frowned, if Jinghong was a sharp knife, how could these people survive.

"what!"

With a loud shout that was deafening, Bai Yuan nimbly stepped back half a step, and the thick solid wood long table broke in response to the sound, making a jaw-dropping roar.

The swordsman who dreamed of Daoist Daoist frowned. He didn't expect that the ready-to-go sword-drawing technique didn't take effect. He quickly retracted the sword and bent down to guard, waiting for the next opportunity to draw the sword.

When the swordsman is preparing to draw the sword, no one can see through his moves. If the sword is drawn, life and death will be decided.

The two confronted each other a few meters apart, and the thin man couldn't help frowning. The Yuehua that Bai Yuan used just now was such a weird move, it didn't look like any first-rate swordsmanship in his impression, so he couldn't help scolding:

"Who are you! Where did you learn from!"

Kashiwahara's eyes moved, he glanced at Ito Kenta who was gnashing his teeth not far away and was about to draw a gun, and smiled:

"Mr. Ito, the reason why I didn't hand over those materials to the Metropolitan Police Department is naturally to negotiate a business with you. You don't think I'm the only one here today, do you?"

At the moment of hesitation, the thin man sneered, and dared to be distracted when he confronted the swordsman?He didn't care so much, without hesitation, he took a step forward, drew his sword and slashed!
However, Bai Yuan had already expected that, when he flicked the knife with his thumb, Jinghong came out of the sheath, and the handle of the knife seemed to actively meet his right hand, and he swung the knife in a flash:
Divine Mind Sword Drawing Technique!
Under the unbelievable eyes of the thin man, Jinghong flitted by far faster than him, and unexpectedly launched a move to defeat the enemy, flitting a circular arc in the air, and the rustling wind pierced through the air.

click.

With a jaw-dropping sound, the thin man's elbow drooped in response. When he saw the shock in Bai Yuan's hand clearly, the pain in his body was far less than the shock in his heart:
"Reverse, Reverse Blade..."

He took a few steps back in disbelief. It is well known that the back edge is not as good as the front edge.

However, it was this reverse blade that was able to overwhelm the enemy with a late attack, cutting down at a speed far exceeding his own.

You know, the knife drawing technique is to use the arc and the friction generated when drawing the knife to let the knife slide out along the scabbard, and instantly create an explosive force, which is stronger and faster than swinging the knife directly out of thin air. Move to hit the enemy first.

However, due to the opposite shape of the reverse blade, the sharp blade and the back of the blade are reversed, which makes the speed of drawing the blade with the reverse blade slower than that of the straight blade.

But the fact is that a reverse blade beat him in terms of drawing speed, if it was a positive blade, the stumped limbs and arms would have already landed on the ground.

boom!
"Enemy attack!"

Without hesitation, the thin man, ignoring the severe pain, flew through the wooden window, fled in a hurry, shouted in embarrassment, and hurriedly disappeared into the night.

The next second, Ruo all rushed in one after another, and the moment the Japanese room door was opened, Bai Yuan frowned, and suddenly threw out the scabbard at his waist, smashing the light bulb.

The surroundings suddenly fell into darkness, and the moonlight shone on the door of the Japanese room, faintly.

Ito Kenta was about to shout for help in the dark, when a faint voice came, and the back blade Jinghong hung on his neck:
"Shh."

Kashiwahara held the handle of the knife with one hand, and the blade with his right hand. Due to the design of the reverse blade, the blade was so blunt that Kashiwahara could hold it tightly. On the contrary, the sharp back of the knife rested on Ito's neck:

"Wait, Kashiwahara Kiyoaki, what do you mean! My Hanada group reconciled with you with good intentions, and I don't intend to argue with you anymore, but I have the audacity to do such a thing! If I die, that adult will not let go Pass you!"

Ito Kenta never imagined that his side had already chosen to reconcile with the forces behind Kashiwahara, and he didn't even care about the killing of the five people, but the other party was still aggressive and even took the initiative to make a mess of the Hanada group.

This is really not the way a smart person would go.

Hearing the anger and unwillingness in Ito Kenta's tone, Kashiwahara shook his head helplessly.

That's right, the Hanada group has chosen to make concessions and reconcile. One thing more is worse than one thing less. Isn't it good to go to school and live a peaceful life with peace of mind?
However, this step has not only been caused by Asaba Chizuru's persecution, but also the inhumane behavior and crimes of the Hanada group in those materials, which are pushing the boat forward.

Under the dark night, the cries of the crowd sounded, constantly searching for traces of survivors.

"Recount your sins in hell."

Kashiwahara sighed slightly, seeing that the members of the Jidao had already fumbled towards the sound, without hesitation, he pushed Jinghong inward with both hands, and cut off the head of Mrs. Ito Takeru.

The scarlet blood stained Bai Yuan's collar red, and the sharp blade even made the hairs on Bai Yuan's skin stand up. If he tried harder, he might commit suicide here.

So far, an all-powerful extreme hero died in this desolate Japanese room with his head removed.

(End of this chapter)