The hand had already tugged at the hem of Kobayashi's shirt.

Nakamura withdrew his arm and put Xiaolin's face against the grass shed before letting go, and said angrily: "Listen, there is no time, tell them to do what I say, otherwise they will all kill you."

Xiao Lin nodded busily.

Nakamura said, "After a while, when you hear the 'bird chirp out of the valley', you shout, 'Who is it?' Stand still, do you understand?"

Xiao Lin hurriedly said: "I understand"

Nakamura glared at him fiercely. Returned.

"Haha......ha Kato-kun, don't sleep, you have to drink with you."

Kato's men couldn't hear the sound for a long time, and they were worried about themselves, but they heard Nakamura laughing in the shed, and said, "Ah, by the way, the waka that I just sang below hasn't finished yet."

Kato's subordinates glanced at each other, breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but be infected and snickered by the singing of the broken gong.

"In the snow...... I don't realize that spring has come - wait for the spring valley...... Warbler, in the cold...... Frozen tears will dissolve now, and birds will cry out of the valley ......"

Kobayashi shouted, "Ah, who's there?"

Kato's men were stunned and rushed to the back of the house. Nakamura's subordinates behind the house collectively scolded. But I heard the screams of Nakamura in the shed, the sound of the wine jar breaking, and a snow-bright dagger fell to the ground from the inside.

The seaside hut rioted suddenly.

Kato's men walked around to the back of the house, and one of them ran up the hill, and the two Nakamura men held their left arm and their right, blood gushing from their fingers. Kobayashi kicked the back shed, stepped into the house, and shouted: "Nakamura-sama"

Kato's subordinates heard Nakamura's sad voice again: "Kato-kun" rushed in nearby. There are those who enter with the curtain in the past, and there are those who break the door from behind with Xiaolin. The Assassin's men, who were chasing after him on the hillside, heard the crowd in the shed shouting, "Kato-sama" and crying, and they all turned around and entered the house.

With no one in pursuit, the Assassins on the hillside ran farther and farther away.

"Kato-kun ha-woo-woo-woo......" Nakamura lay on the ground, covered in blood, the wine jar broke and the wine was spilled on the ground, and Nakamura was lying in the wine.

At this moment, the floor was full of wine, and the puddle of liquor that Nakamura had poured under the table was mixed in, and it was impossible to distinguish it.

Nakamura's body is half soaked with alcohol. The left hand is tightly covered with the right arm.

Kato sat on a low table on the wall of the shed, holding a thick bowl in his right hand and a sip of liquor in the bowl. There was a bloody mouth in the throat, the edges were neat, and the blood was still dripping. Dripped on the tabletop, a cloud of blood flowed under the table.

"What did you say?" The dry boss was dumbfounded. Just like Kato, he was dumbfounded, staring at the old close-up. "Y-You say it again?"

The old close-knit man's legs trembled and his teeth chattered. "Plus, plus, plus, vine...... Dead, dead"

The boss was stunned for a long time, and finally asked, "...... How did you die?"

"Been, been, been, one, one person, flying flying knife, knife...... The old man almost knelt on the ground, still struggling: "Throat, throat was cut, cut, cut ......"

Boss Qian's eyes turned white, staggered slightly, and fell into the chair. With his left hand, he picked up the precious bowl on the round table. End to the mouth. In just one line that runs regularly, it took three times longer than usual. The lid of the bowl with the side buckle keeps tapping the edge of the bowl on the left and right chairs.

The bowl finally pressed against his lips.

The dry boss took a sip and made a loud noise.

The old man sat on a stool. After being silent for a long time, he suddenly looked at Boss Qian and said in a low voice: "...... At that time, only Nakamura was present......"

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