These are two grenades borrowed from Hemingway, and Long Xiaoqi wants to return them to the other party in the way of returning the other's body. What bushido spirit, what real professional soldiers? What kind of fighting between countries? , it's all!

Long Xiaoqi pulled a big circle, and forced Murakami into the ditch to have a glorious decisive battle...... Decisive battle against your sister? Lao Tzu won't fight a killer!

"What's going on? What's going on? Long Xiaoqi ran out of the bathroom, looked at the blood-covered Murakami with a shocked face, and shouted, "Oops! What the hell is going on? How did you become covered in blood? Explode? Oh my God, is there a scary guy in Okinawa? The...... Hero, are we still going to fight? ”

Murakami, who was lying on the ground, kept twitching, and he stared at Long Xiaoqi with a pair of resentful eyes, eager to break the other party's body into pieces. But he doesn't have the strength at all now, double. The leg was cut by a fragment until he lost his instincts, his body hurt, he had a huge pain, and he had convulsions because of the pain.

"Shameless! Shameless! Ba Ge Tooth Road !! Murakami scolded angrily.

"Hey, hey......" Long Xiaoqi smiled proudly, he staggered to a place ten meters in front of Murakami's body and stopped, squinted his eyes and said: "It's okay, I'm generally not shameless, but sometimes I can't control myself, don't blame, don't blame, hey, hey, hey......, hey, no, hey, hey

"Eight Tooth Road! What about the duel that was promised!! Murakami's bloodshot eyes let out a hissing roar.

He was deceived, deceived by this Chinese who did not have any sense of honor. What about the duel that was promised? What about the duel that was promised?! It's vile, it's shameless!

"Duel? Hmm......" Long Xiaoqi took a cigarette in his mouth and said disdainfully: "Duel your sister, you are a killer, you let me duel with the killer?" Big brother, are you kidding? As a killer, you don't want to kill people in the corner of a good nerd, and you actually ran out to duel with others? With all due respect, I've never seen such a strange killer as you...... Alas, failure, for you as a killer, I still give a bad review. But I still want to silently praise your attitude and spirit. ”

"Duel! Duel! Duel!!! Murakami roared.

It's a pity that Long Xiaoqi won't duel with the other party at all, as he said, dueling with a killer is the most unwise choice. Don't look at the other party's serious injuries and can't get up, but as long as you dare to approach, the other party has a hundred ways to die with you.

Therefore, Long Xiaoqi kept a distance of ten meters from beginning to end, and he would not get close unless he wanted to die.

"If you don't say a duel, you won't fight!" Long Xiaoqi shook his head and smiled: "Lie down here, I'll go first, anyway, someone is waiting for you, bye-"

Long Xiaoqi waved his hand, jumped directly from the window and disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a roaring Murakami.

The sound of the explosion reached the ears of the underworld, and all the underworlds who stayed in the box, the hall, and the corridor drew their knives and flocked to it. When they pushed the door open, they saw the devastation of the explosion. There was a roaring bloody man lying on the ground, and two helpers who didn't know life or death. Jiaomei.

"Hack him! He killed our people! ”

"Hack him to !!"

“……”

When I came, I saw the underworld in the corridor full of the corpses of my own people, and without saying a word, I rushed up with a knife and slashed at Murakami.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ……”

The sound of the machete slashing on the body came and went, and Murakami smiled helplessly, the thumb of his right hand was gently stirred, and the claw-shaped grenade that had been held in his hand lost its insurance. However, he had just opened the insurance, and he clutched his hands until he was cut beyond recognition by the angry underworld, and his skin and flesh were rolled up, and he couldn't die anymore......

"Boom!"

The grenade eventually exploded, shattering Murakami's body and blowing up five or six members of the underworld......

In an idyllic manor, Mrs. Sakurada sat quietly in the hot spring, gently rubbing her white body. She still had a smile on her face, but her pupils were full of dissatisfaction.

The killer sent out is dead, and if the assassination is unsuccessful, it will be just a counter-killing. But the problem is that this Murakami was hacked to death by the underworld...... What an incompetent killer this must be!

Although the process has been clearly presented and is completely guided by the goal, the question is how can such a calm killer as Murakami be affected by the target? If Murakami was really incompetent, Mrs. Sakurada would not have taken him so seriously and co-opted him. This is not Murakami's problem, but a problem of goals.

"Ma'am." A middle-aged man with glasses and an otaku face kneeling by the hot spring.

"Suzuki-kun, you are the best killer of Red Sun, this is clear to everyone." Mrs. Sakurada smiled and looked at the middle-aged man: "You have to do a task for the organization, and I hope it can be successfully completed." ”

"Hay!" The middle-aged man nodded vigorously and said, "Please rest assured, Madame, I will definitely complete the task perfectly!" ”

"You will, you will, you're our face." Lady Sakurada continued with a smile, "What I need is a kill with absolute certainty, and the credibility of the red sun is at stake. ”

"Hay!" The middle-aged man lowered his head.

"Come down, the hot spring is so big, it's always lonely to soak in it alone." Mrs. Sakurada thought for a moment and smiled, "But I want to see other faces, such as pleasing to the eye." ”

"Hay!"

When the middle-aged man with a homely face raised his head again, he had already turned into a handsome young man with an angular face. Those eyes have also changed from dull to full of youthful looks, giving people a feeling that they are about to bloom at any time.

This is a hundred faces, proficient in disguise techniques, and can change their appearance anytime and anywhere. And the most terrifying thing is his eyes, which can change according to his disguised appearance, and they fit incomparably.

He can become any person, have any profession, and carry out assassination from any angle. This kind of killer is unpredictable, and will inadvertently appear next to you and give you a fatal blow.

Momami took off his clothes and walked into the hot spring, and before Mrs. Sakurada could speak, he naturally turned his body around and turned his back towards the other party. This is surrender, this is obedience.

Mrs. Sakurada smiled, picked up a towel and gently wiped it on the other party's back, and whispered, "I only need your back, not your face, so never be afraid of me." The real side of you is reserved for your wife and daughters, and of course, maybe you never left the truest side for them. ”

Hyakmian's body began to tremble slightly. trembled, but quickly calmed down, enjoying the treatment that he didn't want to enjoy at all.

He didn't know how many people like him there were in the whole Red Sun, but he knew that once he was found by Mrs. Sakurada, he would have to die for her!