Village Warm Flower Fragrance

When Chen Qiang died, they were so happy that they were going crazy, like the sky that had been cloudy for many days, suddenly the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly.

It's just that they didn't expect that this piece of sunshine was very short, and there was going to be a downpour soon.

Most people here will not see the sun tomorrow, and this is their last celebration.

With a creak, Miyamoto Dead Tree pushed the door and entered with a satisfied smile on his face. He liked the atmosphere here very much.

Seeing the hero who killed Chen Qiang coming this time, the Dongyang warriors stepped forward to say hello, with respectful expressions on their faces.

"Mr. Miyamoto, it's all thanks to you this time. If it weren't for your foresight, I'm afraid the boy surnamed Chen is still alive." Okubo Toshimichi said.

Miyamoto Karuki is in a good mood today, so Okubo Toshimichi is pleasing to the eye, and said with a slight smile: "This time, I finally avenged the old Mr. Kawashima and the young master. When will the Kawashima Patriarch arrive in Tiandu?"

Okubo Toshimichi quickly said: "Mr. Miyamoto, Patriarch Kawashima will arrive in Tiandu City the day after tomorrow. This time he brought all the masters of the Kawashima family, those from Xuankong Temple..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Miyamoto Dead Tree gave him a stare, and he shut his mouth in fright.

"It's not suitable to talk about those things here. You have people watching Xuankong Temple and those foreigners. If things go wrong this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you." Miyamoto Kushu said coldly, turning to went forward.

He is in an unprecedented mood today, and he doesn't want to entangle these things with Okubo Toshimichi.

"Mr. Miyamoto is good!"

"Mr. Miyamoto, you are the great hero of our Eastern country!"

"It is our honor to meet Mr. Miyamoto!"

……

The oriental samurai came forward to greet him and flattered Miyamoto Deadwood as much as they could, which made him feel a little bit smug, thinking that he was really a hero of the oriental country.

After Miyamoto Karuki shook hands with them and greeted them, he walked onto the stage in front of him, with an extremely bright smile on his face, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Chen Qiang is dead. I believe everyone already knows the news. He killed so many of us. He deserves to die. Those Eastern warriors who died can rest in peace." Miyamoto Kuki said excitedly.

Immediately, there was warm applause from the audience, and everyone looked at Miyamoto Dead Tree one after another.

"Now everyone can relax and enjoy the wonderful life of this moment to the fullest, Dongyang Kingdom will win!" Miyamoto Kuki waved his little short hands and shouted, his face was flushed red, like the setting sun reflected on his face.

"The Eastern Kingdom must win! The Eastern Kingdom must win!" A group of Eastern Warriors shouted.

When Miyamoto Karuki was about to walk down the stage, his body suddenly twitched like a seizure, and then fell down on the stage with a plop.

In an instant, the entire Dongyang restaurant was in chaos.

The waiters hid under the table with their heads in their hands, and several Japanese warriors jumped onto the stage immediately, and surrounded Miyamoto's dead trees.

However, it was of no use, because Miyamoto's dead tree was already completely cold, and a drop of bright red blood slowly slipped down between his eyebrows.

Miyamoto Kushu's eyes were wide open, and the expression on his face was exactly the same as when he spoke just now. Before he could react, he was sent to the west...

Chapter 733 Miyamoto's Death

"Mr. Dajiu, Mr. Miyamoto is dead." An oriental samurai said.

Okubo Toshimichi is now the most powerful person here, and he immediately said: "Hurry up and transport Mr. Miyamoto's body down and send it to the hospital for emergency treatment, hurry up!"

Even if Miyamoto's dead tree died, he would send it to the hospital as he pretended, so that it seemed that he had at least tried his best, and he could explain it to the Toyo government later.

Several oriental samurai carried Miyamoto's dead tree off the stage. The moment he saw the corpse, Okubo Toshimichi immediately changed his mind.

His face became very ugly, his pupils dilated instantly, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

Chen Qiang was obviously dead, so how could there be someone who could fly needles, and one needle would kill Miyamoto Karuki's life? Apart from Chen Qiang, he couldn't think of another person besides Chen Qiang.

Several oriental samurai carried Miyamoto's dead tree and walked out. They dared not disobey Okubo Toshimichi's order.

As soon as several people opened the door of Dongyang Restaurant, they were overwhelmed by a murderous aura rushing towards them, and subconsciously wanted to back away.

They saw a young man in a gray robe standing at the door, and a gray top hat on his head. The brim of the hat was pressed down very low, so they couldn't see the truth clearly.

Could it be that he killed Mr. Miyamoto?Several Japanese warriors stopped and looked towards the young man.

"Who? If you don't let me get out of the way, you're looking for death!" A courageous oriental warrior said coldly. He saw that the young man was thin and he didn't look like a powerful character.

The young man stood there without moving, only glanced at the Dongyang warrior from the corner of his eye, and a cold and biting murderous intent curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Looking for death!" A cold voice jumped out of the young man's mouth, revealing the breath of death.

In an instant, the oriental samurai covered his neck with his hands, blood flowed from his fingers, and slowly fell to the ground, with a shocked expression on his face, as if he couldn't believe it was real.

Ahhhhh!

The few remaining oriental samurai left Miyamoto's dead tree behind as if seeing a ghost, turned around and ran towards the inside, all of them pale.

They only saw a phantom just now, and the oriental samurai was killed by the young man, and they were all scared out of their wits.

The young man held a sword in his hand, and the blade was stained with a touch of blood red, which was the blood of an oriental samurai.

When Okubo Toshimichi saw several Japanese warriors running in, they were all frightened as if they lost their souls, and their expressions changed again.

"What's going on?" Okubo Toshimichi asked coldly, seeing that Miyamoto Dead Tree's body had not been brought back, his face became even uglier.

"Mr. Dajiu is not well. A killer with strong martial arts has come outside, and one of our people has been killed!" An oriental samurai said tremblingly.

Okubo Toshimichi felt that the situation was not good, and immediately said: "You two go and close the door immediately, and the others lie in ambush on the spot, don't move!"

He also doesn't care about Miyamoto Dead Tree's corpse anymore, he just wants to guard the Dongyang Restaurant, and then call back the masters who monitored the Xuankong Temple and those gringos, and work together internally and externally to get rid of Chen Qiang.

Although he didn't want to believe that Chen Qiang was still alive, his instinct told himself that this person was Chen Qiang.

The two oriental warriors walked towards the door tremblingly, seeing that the young man was not there, they quickly closed the door, and when they were about to leave, they felt something flying behind them.

Bang!

Before they had time to turn around, the two of them were held down by the iron gate. Just when they wanted to get up, they stepped on it with two feet, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out immediately, and they fell to the ground unconscious.

It was a blessing in disguise for the two, and they lived to the end.

The young man continued to walk forward, as if he didn't see the dozens of oriental samurai with samurai swords in their hands, and he walked very calmly and calmly.

Each of his feet seemed to be stepping on everyone's chest instead of the ground, and everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath.

"It's not a warrior's, get out of here!" The young man said coldly, the long sword in his hand stuck on the ground in front of him.

His voice was not very loud, but there was an earth-shattering domineering aura that shook everyone's hearts, and they couldn't help but want to get up and run away.

After a while, more than a dozen restaurant staff came towards the door, and the young man immediately gave way.

The grievance has its head, and the debt has its owner!

What he is looking for is this group of oriental warriors. He doesn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Not every oriental man deserves to die, but these ruthless oriental samurai deserve death!

Soon, all the staff in the restaurant left.

The young man pointed his sword forward and said, "Do you want to die together, or come one by one?"

His voice was still not high, it sounded a little hoarse, but it was like a sharp sword piercing through everyone's chest, causing their hearts to ache, as if they were about to become dead.

The two oriental samurai rushed forward like mad dogs, and the samurai swords in their hands fell down like lightning.

Their knives were fast, but Chen Qiang's sword was even faster.

Moments later, a thin line of blood appeared on the necks of the two, and the samurai sword seemed to be frozen in the air.

With two plops, the two Japanese warriors fell to the ground, dying of exhaustion.

"Chen Qiang, it really is you!"

"Give it to me! Kill him for me!"

"We have so many people, I don't believe we can't kill him alone!"

Okubo Toshimichi shouted, driving the oriental warriors forward, and then he planned to wait for an opportunity to escape.

In an instant, more than a dozen oriental warriors rushed over with a murderous look.

Chen Qiang didn't change his face, he looked at them as if he was looking at the dead, and the long sword in his hand was waving like the wind.

Blood mist filled the air, and corpses were everywhere on the ground.

In Chen Qiang's eyes, these oriental warriors were like a bunch of bugs, useless.

In less than 2 minutes, those oriental warriors were killed by Chen Qiang.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Chen Qiang walked towards Okubo Toshimichi step by step, with a cold smile on his lips.

"Where is Xu Guorong?" Chen Qiang asked sharply, and the long sword landed on his neck.

Okubo Toshimichi was trembling with fright, his face was pale, and he couldn't say a word.

"My patience is limited, where is he?" Chen Qiang asked again.

Okubo Toshimichi said tremblingly: "In the Sinan Mansion, I don't know if it is room 405 or 406, one of the rooms is his old..."

Seeing Chen Qiang's face turned cold, he was too scared to say the word "good friend".

"You have done a lot of evil in Tiandu, and today I will eliminate harm for the people." Chen Qiang said coldly.

Okubo Toshimichi hurriedly begged for mercy: "I will tell you everything, and I will listen to you. Please, give me a way out, don't kill..."

Before the last word was uttered, he returned to his hometown.

Chen Qiang put away his sword, and moved outward like the wind...

Chapter 734 Unexpected Results

Sinan Mansion.

Su Yue waited anxiously for news from Xu Guorong. After leaving the police station, Xu Guorong said that he had something important to do, so he never came back.

Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open, and Xu Guorong walked in from the outside with a smile on his face.

"Has Chen Qiang escaped now?" Su Yue immediately stepped forward and asked, she was most concerned about Chen Qiang's safety.

Xu Guorong didn't speak, and took out a few photos from his pocket and put them on the table. They were prepared by someone he sent to fool Su Yue.

As long as I get Su Yue tonight, even if Su Yue finds out that she designed and killed Chen Qiang later, she can only follow her.

The photos Su Yue saw were all before Chen Qiang came out of the police station and got into the car. Of course Xu Guorong would not let her see the scene of the explosion in the prison car.

"Thank you, Mr. Xu!" Su Yue said with a smile, and bowed slightly towards Xu Guorong, thanking her sincerely at this moment.

She also thought that Xu Guorong might have other plans, but when she saw the photo, she still chose to believe it.

"I have done what I promised you. The things you promised me are not worth it, so you should fulfill your promise." Xu Guorong said with a smile. He did so much just to get Su Yue.

Su Yue smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, I will never break my promise to you. You wait for me outside. I'll take a hot bath and come to you later."

Xu Guorong had a surprised look on his face, he didn't expect Su Yue to agree so readily.

"Okay, you go! I'll wait for you on the bed!" Xu Guorong said, deliberately prolonging the pronunciation of the word "bed-on", which seemed very ambiguous.

Su Yue got up and took a set of silk pajamas, turned around and said: "You are not allowed to come in, or what I said will be invalidated."

Now Xu Guorong only wanted to wait for Su Yue to come out, and then ruthlessly trampled on her. He had no other thoughts at all, so he nodded without hesitation.

After Su Yue entered the bathroom, Xu Guorong took off the clothes on his body three times and five times, and got under the bed wearing only a pair of big underpants.

Where is the dignified appearance and demeanor of the Patriarch of the Xu family, he is no different from a hungry wolf in color.

After lying on the bed, Xu Guorong suddenly felt a little dizzy in his head, sat up immediately, saw a stick of incense burning by the head of the bed, then pulled out the incense, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, with a look of contempt on his face smile.

"This kind of trick still wants to deal with me, it's wishful thinking!" Xu Guorong reached out and extinguished the incense, and then lay on the bed, his mind was full of Su Yuexue's white and greasy body, and a certain part rose slightly Variety.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and Su Yue hadn't come out yet, Xu Guorong suddenly became suspicious, but with his martial arts cultivation, it was impossible for Su Yue to leave without anyone noticing.

Xu Guorong sat up from the bed, walked quickly towards the bathroom, and didn't care about agreeing to Su Yue.

The moment Xu Guorong pushed open the bathroom door, Xu Guorong was stunned because Su Yue committed suicide by cutting her wrist.

He instantly understood that the incense on the head of the bed was not a ecstasy incense at all, but Su Yue's intention to cover up the smell of blood.

Xu Guorong rushed towards Su Yue with an extremely angry and shocked look on his face. After all, Su Yue was still unwilling to be with him. For Chen Qiang, she would rather die than dedicate herself to herself.

"Stinky bitch, even if I rape a corpse, I still want you." He pulled Su Yue out of the bathtub, and the water in the bathtub had turned blood red.

Su Yue's face was as pale as blood, like a vampire, and there was still a slight breath in her nose, she was not completely dead.

"Stinky bitch, I won't let you die in peace!" Xu Guorong grabbed Su Yue's hair, dragged her outside, and threw her on the wall, as if trying to wake Su Yue up Same.