Chapter 911: A Life of Pain
Great ninjas spend their lives with pain. This admonition, engraved on the wooden sign in front of the kendo training room www.biquge.info is regarded as the truth that most people believe in this life in that isolated village. Pain that makes the ninja bigger and stronger. How can we understand the subtlety of fire escape without experiencing the torment of the flames, and how can we understand the pride of being a water ninja without obtaining the mantra of water in the angry waves?
When she was a little yellow-haired girl with pigtails, the village chief, who was regarded as a god by the ninja village, stroked the back of her head and said that Yuka had a rare five-element physique in her life. Since then, she has been given high hopes, and in that closed, stupid, and happy village, she, like all others, has staggered in pain in the footsteps of ninja practice.
Pain makes people grow!
But the pain at this time, although it was within the range she could bear, was more of a confusion about the unknown environment.
That night, she was forced to go up to the second floor by the fierce man with the coffee table in her hand, but she met a face that made her relax her vigilance.
Yes, even she had to admit that it was a good-looking, outrageous face, much more bewitching than ordinary women. However, why that night, the smile on that face was unprecedentedly evil, and the strange murderous intent revealed in those eyes made her shudder.
When he saw himself, he didn't seem to recognize him, and said in Japanese, "Oh, it's the child from that village, too?"
He actually said the name of the village that was pronounced awkwardly, you know, even in Japan, this is the highest secret of the military.
He smiled at her, a very different smile from the one he had had done in Moscow.
Last time, this person named Li Huiyou laughed, and it was as warm as in spring.
This time, the man with the same face as him laughed so strangely, and against the background of the red robe, he said, "On behalf of the holy God, I give you the most sincere punishment!"
So, she fell asleep, as if in a dream for ten thousand years.
In the dream, she saw Kaori, who lived in a wooden house with her when she was a child, and dreamed of Riko, who had woven a head ring with cherry blossoms for her, and Kaori still giggled like a wind chime, and Riko's soft little finger crossed her forehead, with a faint fragrance of flowers.
In her dream, she saw the head rising into the sky, blood gushing out from the man's neck like a fountain, and her samurai sword reflected the sun over Osaka Castle, bright and warm.
In the dream, she saw the man who could have a chance to take her life in three moves, and when he didn't do anything, he would squat on the tree like a bored child and blow the leaves, and he could make a very beautiful tune with the folded leaves, which was even more beautiful than the song that the village ninja used to blow on the ocarina when he was a child. When the leaves were blowing, he was as happy as a naughty child, and he sat on the branches, dangling his calves, leisurely. She had tried hard enough, but she still couldn't do more than ten moves under him.
Ten tricks, hehe, she thinks, it is estimated that she will use these ten tricks in her life.
She was woken up by her own cough, the pain in her chest made her frown subconsciously, and made her more and more conscious. When she opened her eyes, she jumped up suddenly, but the injury in her chest was involved, and she endured the great pain, and she looked vigilantly at the man standing by the window with his hands in his hands.
"Awake?" the man said in Japanese, with a strange accent but not a distraction, "It's best not to move too much, or your wound will tear again." The man didn't look back, just put his hands behind his back and looked out the window, looking indifferent from the side.
"You, who are you?" Guan Zhi still held her knees with one hand and propped up the bed with the other, looking at her surroundings.
It is said that it is a bed, but in fact, it is also inappropriate, the so-called bed, just a patchwork of several tables and a thick quilt, nothing more. There are a lot of blood stains under his body, I don't know if it was left by himself in a coma.
There is only such a "bed" in a large space, which is empty, and even talking will have a slight echo.
"Rest assured, this is a warehouse on the outskirts of West Lake. Don't ask me why I saved you, originally, at this time, you should have died!" The light outside the window made his side face look a little vicissitudes, and the hair on his sideburns was already gray.
Guan Zhi looked at him coldly, still not letting his guard down: "You, are you in the same group as the guy in the red robe?"
The man laughed as if he had heard a joke, and after a long time, he slowly turned around and said, "Whatever you say, it will be what it is." He pointed to a bag in the corner, "Here's your rations, there's running water in the corner of the warehouse, oh, I almost forgot, you're a ninja and you shouldn't starve." β
He smiled, as if laughing at himself, glanced at Guan Zhi again, didn't say anything, and turned around and started walking out.
"Hey!" Guan Zhi called out to him.
He stopped, but didn't turn around: "What's wrong?"
Guan Zhi hesitated, but still said, "Thank you." β
He smiled again: "After all, except for him, the helpers sent are all my people, including the one who shot you twice, but you seem to have pierced him in the heart with a knife." β
She suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where's my knife?"
He shrugged his shoulders: "A dead man, what do you want a knife for?"
She didn't understand what he said, and was about to ask, but saw the man turn around suddenly: "Don't appear as a ninja again, otherwise the next time we meet, even if that person doesn't make a move, I will kill you with my own hands." However, I am a businessman who believes in cause and effect, and one day I will have to recoup the transaction with interest. β
What a strange person! Guan Zhi thought, watching him leave step by step.
Indeed, as the man said, this is a warehouse on the outskirts of the city, which must have been abandoned for a long time, so waist-length weeds grow in the corners where the cement is cracked.
As she put her head under the faucet and took a sip of tap water, she thought, "This grass is so vigorous, just like myself."
Back on the "bed", she first checked the wound, the two bullets in her abdomen and left arm had been taken out, and she was also medicated and bandaged, she breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little dizzy. I touched my forehead, well, I still have a fever.
If you have a fever, it means that the wound is inflamed.
She looked around, and finally her gaze landed on a large pocket.
She endured the pain and walked down again, opening her pocket, which was a compressed biscuit.
As a qualified ninja, she naturally knew that if there were anti-inflammatory drugs when she was injured, the probability of surviving would increase exponentially.
She subconsciously glanced back at the direction where the middle-aged man had left, as if the man was not as cold-blooded and ruthless as he seemed.
With compressed biscuits and tap water, the injured female ninja swallowed an anti-inflammatory pill, and then lay down on the "bed" and recited the ninja sutra silently, at this time, she knew that every extra minute of rest would increase the hope of living, just like she had experienced since she was a child.
Outside the warehouse is desolate, and in the distance is the Grand Canal dug by Emperor Yang of Sui, which was once full of corpses and bones, and now it can be regarded as a song and dance. He stepped on the dry grass, step by step from the wilderness to the road, stood on the side of the road and smoked a cigarette before opening the door of the black BMW 7 Series and sitting down.
"Aga, we've never been here. He said to the young man driving in front of him with a blank face.
The young man immediately realized: "Mr. Fang, you have never been here. β
He nodded in satisfaction, resting his head on the back pillow and closing his eyes.
The young man he called Ah He looked at the boss who had been only looking up from the rearview mirror, and he really couldn't figure out why Fang Xiaoru would save the woman. And where is the girl who was shot twice? Where was she shot?
Suddenly, he shuddered, and he suddenly realized that he knew too much and thought too much......
In the rearview mirror, why can those slightly closed eyes still make him shudder?
He has always felt that his teacher is very mysterious, black and white.
On the other side of the big boss, Fang Xiaoru has always been in one-line contact, whether it is him or Fang Xiaoru's other proud protΓ©gΓ© Sun Yue, he has never seen it, and he has not even had the opportunity to connect to a phone call. Moreover, Fang Xiaoru has often disappeared recently, and once he disappeared, it was two or three days, and after the most recent disappearance, he brought back a dying girl.
Zhang He and Sun Yue got married last month, and Fang Xiaoru gave them a red envelope, and in the red envelope was a bank card, and he checked the amount in the card, a full two million. Zhang He was born in poverty, and he was appreciated by Fang Xiaoru to get to where he is now, and he has a better chance to hold a beauty.
It was for this kindness that Zhang He felt that he was worth it. However, for some reason, he felt that recently, his mentor had been talking less and less, and more often than not, whether he was sitting alone and smoking, or leaning back on the sofa and closing his eyes and thinking deeply.
What could have made this professor, who had been a guest of honor at Harvard and Yale, uneasy?
Fang Xiaoru in the back seat didn't say anything, even if Zhang He had countless guesses, he couldn't confirm it, even if he wanted to help, he was powerless.
This BMW 7 is not Fang Xiaoru's daily car, it is rented from a car rental company in the name of Zhang He. Zhang He couldn't understand the reason for Fang Xiaoru's recent caution, it stands to reason that the angry Sarah has been driven back to the Middle East by Mr. Fang, in Greater China, who else can always threaten the other party?
As the sun sets, a silver Rolls-Royce pulls into a container yard full of containers.
After stopping, the driver hurriedly got out of the car and opened the back seat door, and the unbelievably beautiful man looked at the tower crane in the distance with a smile and asked, "The goods are on the road?"
The blonde driver hurriedly said: "It's on the road, it's on the road, and you can arrive in Hong Kong in half a month." β
The young man of Maung Sai Pan'an smiled and said, "It's almost all arranged, it's time for us to go back." β
The driver bowed down and said, "It is an honor for his subordinates to come to guide the bishop in person, why don't you finish watching a good show and go back." β
He smiled: "Okay, hahaha, you can see it more clearly if you are far away!"