The bright midnight street has a different scenery from another angle.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Edogawa looked through the broken windows at the silent streets.

Occasionally, there was a roar of passing cars, but he sat there like a wooden sculpture.

The neon lights that were fighting night and night are no longer lit up, and the smash hit Kyushu Dojo is like a passing cloud.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Edogawa Yu's right foot is still in a plaster cast, and his hamstring has been broken, and he is now a cripple.

The previous scenes made him see all the desolation in the world, and when he was strong, how many people surrounded him and cheered.

But today, he is like a rat crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats him, and even Zheng Yun's investment is gone, obviously he doesn't want to have anything to do with him.

Now he has failed, and he has lost all his savings for many years.

Originally, I wanted to make a career on this land, but I didn't want to have a place to live now.

What was he going to do when the rent was due, and he picked up a loaf of bread, having not eaten anything for two days.

This was secretly sent by an apprentice before, and when he came, he told him that the people outside were still looking for trouble.

The few people who were originally in the Kyushu dojo are now even more frightened and dare not show up.

Where to go next, Edogawa Yu threw the bread on the ground.

Even the transformed Zheng Yun looked down on himself, didn't he think that he was a monster now.

Thinking back to the past, Edogawa Xiong clenched his fists, he hated, hated that this world was unfair, and he hated why Ye Chen appeared.

If it weren't for him, he would have re-established the glory of the samurai in this realm.

If it weren't for him, he would have brought his mother in to enjoy the joy of family.

If it weren't for him, he would have become the grandmaster who once again set foot in the land of China and let the flower of the warrior bloom throughout China.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the image of Ye Chen lingered in his mind, and he couldn't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Just when Edogawa was angry, suddenly, several black shadows fell on his dilapidated dojo.

These figures did not enter through the door, but jumped up through the broken floor-to-ceiling windows.

It was the third floor, but they had landed on the third floor just by jumping off the street.

And after landing, it was silent, if I hadn't seen them come in one by one, I would have thought I had seen a ghost.

They are all dressed in black, covered by black veils, only their eyes are exposed, and from the figure, there are men and women, but they can't tell their age.

The only thing that is unified is that they are all carrying cold weapons on their backs, some are Oriental swords, and some are huge war knives.

There was also a heavy sword on his back, and the huge heavy sword looked like it was more than a hundred catties, but it was so easy to jump up to the third floor on his back.

"The Iga family!"

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, Edogawa squinted.

In the past, ninjas were just domestic slaves of samurai, but with the decline of samurai, ninjas have become more and more prosperous, which is also a kind of sadness for samurai.

Counting it up, Edogawa Xiong has today's ability, and many of them are also due to the samurai's hatred for the rise of domestic slave ninjas.

The killing moves on his body were also taught to him by the samurai, hoping to gather the strengths of hundreds of schools and show the heroism of the samurai again.

"The hope of the samurai? Sure enough, in line with the image of a samurai, is the design of this dojo a postmodern style? ”

The man at the head was the guy with the heavy sword on his back, he was tall and had a disdainful smile in his eyes.

And these words immediately caused the men and women behind them to laugh, they had received the information before they came.

"This is my business, what does it have to do with you lowly ninjas!"

Edogawa said indignantly that the former house slaves had now replaced all the glory of the samurai, which was the most unacceptable to the samurai.

"You ......"

Hearing Edogawa Xiong so arrogant, a ninja behind him stepped forward and was about to make a move.

When they were trampled under the feet of the samurai, although they turned over, they still hated the samurai the most, especially after the decline, they still looked down on the ninjas.

It was an irreconcilable contempt, and the two sides gradually became enemies.

The man in the lead stretched out his hand and stopped the ninja who wanted to go up and make a move, while looking up and down at Edogawa Yu in front of him.

"I'm not here to see your joke, because the samurai is a joke, I'm here to find someone this time, you should know his whereabouts!"

As soon as the man stretched out his hand, he took out a photo from his arms, and with a flick of his wrist, the thin photo immediately flew to Edogawa Yu.

Edogawa Yuya hurriedly raised his hand and grabbed the flying photo, and through the bleak moonlight, he could see clearly that it was Zheng Yun in front of him.

"Tell me his whereabouts, and we'll leave at once!"

The man wasn't here to fight, and he didn't want to argue with a guy in a wheelchair.

Even though he was the samurai's so-called last hope, in his eyes, he was a waste, always was.

"Why should I tell you?"

With a sneer on his face, Edogawa stretched out his hand and threw the photo aside.

He and Zheng Yun are at odds, but it doesn't mean that he has to obey the orders of the lowly ninja.

The samurai have always believed that their souls are noble, fundamentally different from those of lowly ninjas.

"Looks like you need to know a little bit to say yes?"

The leader slowly lowered his arm and beckoned to a woman behind him.

The capable female ninja has already picked up two kunai in her hands.

This kunai is a hidden weapon that ninjas are good at, and it can also be used as a dagger in the hand.

"Is it up to you?"

Edogawa stood up with his body propped up, and although his right foot could not move, it did not mean that his fists were useless.

"Whoosh!"

But just as he was about to fight, he only felt a few cold rays of light shooting towards him.

With his left foot, he hurriedly dodged to the side, and although he fell to the ground in an instant, he at least avoided the deadly kunai.

But just as he was about to roll over and get up, the female ninja stepped on his chest by magic, and the ninja knife behind his back flickered on his neck.

"Waste, if you don't say it, not only will you die, but your mother will also die!"

The female ninja's words deeply pierced Edogawa Yu's heart, and looking at the sharp blade around his neck, Edogawa Yu could only say Zheng Yun's address.

"When people say you're hope, do you think you're hope? You're just a piece of shit, and you don't even have the qualifications to let me kill you. ”

After speaking, the man in charge jumped and disappeared into the night, followed by all the ninjas who disappeared without a trace.

Edogawa was lying on the ground, clenched his fists, and after so many years, he still couldn't fight the Iga family.

"I'm going to get stronger!"

Edogawa Yu, whose heart was dripping blood, thought of a person, and that person was the doctor who turned Zheng Yun into a monster.

(End of chapter)