"Be careful, these four guys are not simple!"

Feng Manlou's pupils shrank, and he threw it to Tojo Shirauna and raised his sword towards the crosspost above his head. The swords collided, there was a loud "bang", and in the splashing sparks, the bursting air directly shook the ground and made the dust fly, and the feet of the wind full of buildings directly sank into the ground for a few inches!

"This is the puppet technique of the ninja! Manlou, you drag them, I'll go find the ninja who performs ninjutsu!" Leng Rufeng raised his eyebrows, and directly picked up the micro rush and rushed out, and soon, the sound of the micro rush burst out of the dense forest.

"Uh...... Actually, there's no need to be so nervous, it's just a few puppets, I can deal with it. Feng Manlou said a word towards the dense forest, and found that Leng Rufeng had run away, so he shrugged helplessly.

Feng Manlou is a chivalrous man who respects the old and loves the young, but Tojo Hakulang and his ilk are by no means within the scope of respecting the elders, and he will never give this kind of dog thief who has been a scourge of the flower family for decades a chance to escape.

As the miserable howl of Tojo Bailang resounded through the foothills, Feng Manlou heard an angry voice in the southeast: "Baga!" Feng Manlou smiled and shouted at Leng Rufeng: "The enemy is in the southeast!"

Looking at the black-armored samurai who was almost as tall as a tree, Feng Manlou's eyes were cold, he took a deep breath, transported his strong internal force to his arms, and lifted it up forcefully, directly pushing up the four giant katanas, and then raised his right foot, chopped Tojo Hakuna's knees, picked him back into the car, and flew into the air with both feet.

Tojo Shira, who had already passed out, had just woken up from the sharp pain of his knees shattering, and he looked at his flat knees with bared teeth, and then let out a miserable howl, foaming at the mouth and fainting.

Four giant katanas, more than three meters long and half a meter wide, slashed towards the four sides of the building with the sound of breaking wind. Feng Manlou's eyes narrowed slightly, his left foot stepped in the air, his body turned sharply in the air, the back of his head rubbed the spine of the knife, narrowly avoiding the three long knives that suddenly changed from slashing to stabbing, followed by the long sword on the side of the fourth katana, and flew out more than ten meters to the right with the power of the rebound, floating to a tree.

"Let's see if my sword is hard or your neck is hard!" Feng Manlou snorted coldly, kicked his feet on the trunk of the tree, and flew into the air in a lightning-shaped vertical z, swinging his long sword, directly cutting off the head of the black-armored samurai standing in the east.

Immediately to the southwest, there was a burst of gunfire that landed on the canopy of trees in the southeast. This is Leng Rufeng's purposeful random shot, the purpose is to force the ninja who is good at disguise out of the shadows.

"Huhu!"

"Hmph, it seems that reality is not an anime after all, even ninjutsu must follow scientific logic!"

Feng Manlou swung his sword backwards, slammed into a katana that was slashed at the vest, his body was short, and he drilled directly under the right armpit of the black-armored samurai, and with a twist of his wrist, the long sword swiped horizontally, and slid lightly from the back of the black-armored samurai from top to bottom.

The head as big as a millstone flew high, and the black-armored samurai's body leaned back slightly, standing at random, and stabbing his katana horizontally towards Feng Manlou's chest.

It's okay to cut off the head, how is this puppet different from the inside? Feng Manlou frowned slightly, stepped on his left foot in the air, and avoided a knife to the right, and then found that the black-armored warrior's neck showed a broken piece of wood and many silk threads, and when he rolled his eyes, he immediately understood what was going on.

Just as he swept seven or eight meters, the crown of a large tree in front of him trembled violently, and a black-clothed ninja dressed in a similar mechanical skeleton jumped out of the canopy and fled into the distance.

"If you want to run, it's not so easy!" Feng Manlou snorted coldly, handed out the long sword in his hand, and a cloud of mist sword qi instantly caught up with the black-clothed ninja, and he couldn't help but remember the sound of the collision of weapons in the "Ping Pong", and after two flicks of his fingers, blood splashed in the sword mist, making a sound of falling down.

With a soft sound of "bell", the sword of Feng Manlou was blocked in mid-air by an invisible resistance, and he flicked the sword body with his fingers, and in the faint moonlight, an almost transparent silk thread trembled slightly with the Longyuan sword.

"It's a puppetry, it's really wire-controlled!" he smiled coldly, and kicked his foot on the back of the black-armored warrior, and the spine of the sword swept forward with silk threads hanging from it.

"Only one was killed, and there are still three left!" Leng Rufeng said.

"Haha, I just killed one, and the remaining two let's solve one by one, whoever is slow will have a treat!"

At this moment, Leng Rufeng said: "It's not one ninja, but four, they are one person controlling a black-armored warrior puppet!"

"Did you get it?" said Feng Manlou in surprise.

"I'll go, don't bring a gun, you cheat, don't forget the bet!" he said depressedly.

"Cut, you didn't say you can't use a gun. A cold sneer came from the dense forest, "Why, you are a billionaire, you won't lose and deny it, right?"

"Good!"

As soon as Feng Manlou turned around and swept towards the black-armored warrior on the west side, he heard a series of gunshots in the confusion, and the crown of a large tree was instantly shattered by leaves, and broken branches flew away. He was slightly stunned, and then he saw a figure flash in the canopy, and a ninja who had been beaten into a blood gourd fell from the canopy.

"If you want to escape, you don't have that chance!" Feng Manlou sneered, and the long sword in his palm slashed continuously, and a cloud of sword mist connected into a piece, instantly sealing the canopy around it, and after hearing the sound of weapons colliding, a miserable howl resounded through the foothills, and the ninja's blood stabbed on the ground.

Feng Manlou fell to the ground, picked up a half-left waist card from the ninja's waist, and threw it to Leng Rufeng: "What is written on this?"

"......" Feng Manlou was stunned and had nothing to say, so he had to vent his frustration on the damn ninja.

The ninja also saw that their ninjutsu had been recognized, and directly threw three "fireworks thunderbolts". "Boom, boom, boom" three loud sounds, and the wind filled the front of the building.

"Don't think too much about it, Ni Xiang likes this kind of boring nickname the most, and I can't count it. ”

"Uh...... All right. Feng Manlou pursed his lips and raised his chin at the four puppet warriors, "How did you clean up the aftermath, burn it down, or dig a pit and bury it?"

Leng Rufeng glanced at it and said, "The Four Heavenly Kings of the Ninja World." ”

"We killed the Four Heavenly Kings of the Ninja Realm?!

Leng Rufeng smiled, "What kind of trouble did you cause, and you weren't caught alive, do you think that Nishang Country dares to slander our flower planter without evidence, and the flower planter is no longer the feudal and rotten flower planter a hundred years ago." ”

"That's right. Feng Manlou nodded, came to the car and picked up Tojo Bailang, and swept towards the top of the mountain with Leng Rufeng.

"No, just leave it at that. Leng Rufeng said, "We want to let those right dogs who support the Shura Party know that our dragon group is powerful." ”

Feng Manlou thought for a while, "Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

He was in a state of panic, and the next second he was about to bite the poison sac hidden in his back molars, but he bit it empty, and the cold sweat fell on his tongue for a day. The dragon group had already pulled out the dentures where he had hidden the poison sac.

The heart rate monitor in the ward was connected to the alarm, and when he woke up, the doctors and nurses in the ward immediately walked in.

I don't know how long I slept, Tojo Shiranami woke up slowly, and before he opened his eyes, he grinned at the sharp pain in his knees. He opened his eyes and found himself lying in a hospital room.

What's the situation, I'm not dead?" Tojo Shirahiro was slightly stunned, and then found that his hands and feet were handcuffed.

"You don't understand, it's too cheap to die directly, he needs to be judged by justice, and then hanged in the applause of 10,000 people. The doctor wrote a few random strokes in the medical record, threw the basket in front of the bed, and walked away with the two nurses.

"......" Tojo white waves sink like water. He understands the language of flowers, and knows what the doctor and nurse are talking about.

The male doctor in the white coat didn't say hello, he directly opened his eyes and took a flashlight, looked at the instrument, and then said indifferently: "No problem, the operation was successful, he can't die." ”

A nurse reluctantly pricked Tojo Bailang with a needle, "I really don't understand the idea of the dragon group, this kind of heinous brute, wouldn't it be good to let him die directly, why save him first, how good it is to use these resources to improve the welfare of retired military dogs." ”

"Wake up. "Leng Rufeng said.

"......" Tojo Shirachi glanced at him and didn't speak.

The next moment, the door was pushed open again, and Leng Rufeng and Feng Manlou walked in.

The two didn't come empty-handed, Leng Rufeng was holding a brown paper document bag, and Feng Manlou was pushing a wheelchair.

Fortunately, Tojo Shiranami survived, and after a while, he said with a short breath: "One day, the Nishang Kingdom will destroy your flower planters, long live the Shura Party, long live the Great Nishang Country!"

"Destroy our flower planter?" Leng Rufeng sneered and snapped his fingers at Feng Manlou, "Let's go, take him to see the hole cards of our flower planter." ”

"Still a die-hard, yes, very good. Leng Rufeng nodded with satisfaction, opened the file bag, took out a stack of photos, and showed them to Tojo Bailang one by one, "I'm happy to inform you that the headquarters of the Shura Party has been bombed into ruins, and your loyal subordinates, what gods are Shura, Organ Shura, Yongli Shura, the Four Heavenly Kings of the Ninja World, and the Ten People Except for Flowers, one is counted as one, and all of them are dead." ”

Tojo Bailang looked at the photo, and his old face instantly turned from white to iron-blue, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably. Feng Manlou saw it in his eyes, and hurriedly called the doctor back, he was really afraid that the old man would die of anger or sadness all of a sudden, and then the trial conference would have no protagonist.

Feng Manlou smiled awkwardly and hurriedly apologized.

The three of them got out of the ward, walked through the corridor, took the elevator to the first floor, and out of the building, the grief-stricken Tojo Shiraro saw an old man with a broken leg who was about his age chatting with a nurse in a wheelchair.

"Okay. Feng Manlou nodded, untied the handcuffs, lifted the four corners of the sheet, and directly put Tojo Shiraun on the wheelchair.

"Ouch, Team Leader Feng, can you slow down, I just gave him an infusion, but I don't want to touch this beast again, it's very dirty!" Miss Nurse glared at Feng Manlou angrily, and hurriedly went to pick up the infusion bottle.

"Grandpa Ma, have you really thought about it?" Feng Manlou said, "If you look at those things, you will be watched for the rest of your life." ”

The old man with the broken leg was Ma Dekai, he turned his head when he heard the voice, and said with a smile, "You don't need to send someone to spy on me, Major General Qu hired me back to the army as an instructor, and I will be in the barracks for the rest of my life, and I will never have the opportunity to leak military secrets." ”

He smiled happily, the wrinkles on his face were like a blooming yellow chrysanthemum, for an old soldier, he could pass on the combat experience exchanged for his life to a young soldier, and he had no regrets in this life.

"Hehe, that's good, let's go together. Feng Manlou smiled and nodded.