When Zhang Shaoyu and Wang Zhe just walked into the hotel, everything seemed so normal, some people were reading magazines in the hall on the first floor, and some girls were whispering to their boyfriends, Zhang Shaoyu's hands were tightly clasped*, Wang Zhe had the pair of black military fingers in his pocket, the two of them were so calm, both of them straightened their waists, but their arrival did not seem to attract much attention, and the hall was still noisy.

Wang Zhe gently raised his chin at Zhang Shaoyu, pointed to the location of the elevator entrance, Zhang Shaoyu nodded, and the two walked towards the elevator in silence.

"The woman in the long red dress is in a reception room on the twenty-first floor, and there is a man in the room, wearing a Japanese kimono......" Bai Qi transmitted all the information he saw to Zhang Shaoyu and Wang Zhe in the earphones.

The elevator door opened, and only Wang Zhe and Zhang Shaoyu came out of it, and in front of them was the door of the reception room, the door was open, and a woman in a long red dress had her back to them, facing the window, and the bloody sunset outside, holding a goblet in her hand, and in the cup was a red wine that was brighter than the sunset outside the window.

The window was not closed, the wind blew the woman's skirt, the tulle was attached to her body, revealing her proud figure, the woman stood in the wind, gently shaking the red wine in the glass, and beside her, a man with a Japanese* on his waist, the man's head slightly lowered, showing his respect for women.

"The master is right, you are a man who is easily provoked. The woman's voice came, obviously to Zhang Shaoyu, her voice was accompanied by the cold wind, like a steel needle, although delicate, but deadly.

Zhang Shaoyu took a step forward and said with a smile: "Usually I am a very good-tempered person, I remember the last time we were in that restaurant, I still joked with you." ”

"If you weren't provoked, no two people would be here. The woman said. She still hadn't turned around, but the warrior beside her had turned his head to Zhang Shaoyu's side.

Zhang Shaoyu's smile gradually converged, he half-lowered his head, the muscles on his arms slowly appeared, Zhang Shaoyu said in his rare, deep voice: "If you can see your master alive after today, you tell him that even if you deal with people with good tempers, you must pay attention to proportion, because the dragon's scales are reversed, and those who touch it die, this is an eternal truth!"

When the words landed, Zhang Shaoyu took out two pistols from his waist and fired four shots at the woman's position, she still stood in place, without any movement, while the samurai beside her moved, his movements were terrifying!

"Ding, ding, ding, ding......" Zhang Shaoyu quickly calculated in his heart, exactly five times, he secretly exclaimed in his heart, this person's knife can be fast enough to catch the bullet! This is not only a person's reaction ability, but also a test of his eyes, ordinary people's eyes are impossible to see the flight trajectory of bullets.

The samurai didn't give Zhang Shaoyu more time at all, he rushed over with an arrow step, and slashed at Zhang Shaoyu's waist with a horizontal cut, Wang Zhe's reaction was not slow, he resisted the knife with the finger tiger in his hand, Zhang Shaoyu turned his head to the side, and pulled away from the samurai, and then shot quickly, the samurai kicked Wang Zhe away, and then quickly changed his body, and there were a few crisp sounds and a few more bullet holes under the samurai's feet.

"No! Shao Yu, I can't hit him! He's so fast, I can't lock any part of him. Bai Qi said anxiously in the headphones.

At this time, Zhang Shaoyu's gun was no longer bullets, he knew that with the speed of the warrior, it was impossible to give himself a chance to change the ammunition, he threw two guns at the warrior hard, and then quickly pulled out the long knife on his waist, at this time Wang Zhe also got up from the ground, one of the two people was in front of the warrior, and the other was behind him, and the three of them formed a formation.

The samurai struck first, and Zhang Shaoyu unexpectedly recognized that move, which was created by the Japanese sword saint Yanagi Shibei: Yanagi New Yin Flow: Change, that was the Yanagi New Yin Stream created by Yanagi Zongyan, and the sword technique was further improved by Yanagi Shibei.

Zhang Shaoyu knew that he would definitely not be an opponent if he ran into it, but he also knew that the real killer weapon was the white qi behind him, so Zhang Shaoyu kept defending, and Wang Zhe also kept putting pressure on the samurai from behind, trying to slow down his movements, and when the whole move entered the most white-hot stage, Wang Zhe was slashed in the leg by the samurai, and immediately blood stained his legs, and Zhang Shaoyu was also tired of defense, and his wrist was already a little unable to hold the long knife in his hand.

The Japanese sword in the samurai's hand is obviously not an ordinary product, the knife in Zhang Shaoyu's hand is already full of gaps, but the samurai's blade is still as bright as new.

At the moment when the samurai slashed out the last and most powerful knife, the long knife in Zhang Shaoyu's hand broke open, a flash of fire flashed, and Zhang Shaoyu quickly ran to the corner, still holding the long knife that had been broken in half.

The samurai's left hand was shot through, the bullet hole left by the sniper rifle was different from the pistol, I was a blood hole, the samurai's forearm was drooping, it was out of control, he didn't scream, but gritted his teeth, the blood had been bitten out of his mouth, and he supported the ground with one hand, and he didn't even let go of the knife.

At this time, Wang Zhe hit the samurai's spine with his finger tiger from behind, this punch hit Wang Zhe's whole body strength, the samurai leaned forward, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, he knelt on the ground with both legs, and stabbed back with one hand, Wang Zhe couldn't avoid it at all, but at this time, another flash of fire, the samurai's other arm was also pierced by the white qi, the knife fell to the ground, and the samurai also fell straight down, at this moment the white carpet has been stained red with blood, and the woman standing in front of the window still did not turn around。

Zhang Shaoyu gasped, threw away the handle of the knife in his hand, and picked up the knife of Disand, at the moment when he held the knife, a chill instantly made Zhang Shaoyu's bloodshot head sober up a little, and the weight of the yin qi on this knife was far beyond Zhang Shaoyu's imagination.

Sure enough, human weapons far surpass any physical experience, but in his opinion, your indecent way is simply insulting the spirit of bushido in his heart. Dying in the hands of a few hairy boys whose strength is far inferior to their own is also a lesson for the arrogance of the island people.

The woman finally turned around at this point, looked at the corpse of the samurai on the ground, and sighed softly.

With such a bloody picture, she was able to make such an understatement, Zhang Shaoyu couldn't imagine what kind of woman she was.

Zhang Shaoyu stood up, straightened his waist again as he had just come in, and then used his other hand to help Wang Zhe, who was injured in his leg, also stand up, he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and said slowly: "You have never given up the ridiculous arrogance in you. ”

The woman looked at Zhang Shaoyu and Wang Zhe with interest, and chuckled in the direction of Bai Qi, as if she was casually greeting the young man who was looking at her from the sniper scope.

She said: "Zhang Shaoyu is indeed not simple, although he is not an opponent, but you are indeed impressive to me." ”

"Brush!" The sound of the bullet cutting through the air came from Zhang Shaoyu's ears, and the next scene was a scene that Zhang Shaoyu would never forget, the woman raised her hand gently, and a visible airflow instantly surrounded the woman's palm, at this time she was still holding the glass of wine in her other hand, the Magnum bullet of the AWM sniper rifle stopped less than five centimeters away from the woman's palm, Zhang Shaoyu and Wang Zhe clearly saw that the bullet was still spinning rapidly, and then slowly lost power, and finally slowly stopped in the woman's hand and then fell to the ground with a ding。

Bai Qi in the distance waited for his eyes to look at this scene, he had never seen such a thing, this had violated all physical principles, could the woman in front of Zhang Shaoyu and Wang Zhe be a god?

The woman drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, at this time the sunset had completely set, the moon stopped in mid-air, she gently turned her fingers, the delicate goblet in her hand was read into powder by her, and the murderous aura that burst out of the woman's eyes made Zhang Shaoyu and Wang Zhe feel suffocated, and they felt the kind of coercion from ancient books and legends for the first time.

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