In a coffee shop in Qitian City, Bai Qian had a plate of ice cream in front of her, and at this moment, her 'sexy' lips were biting the ice cream spoon, and asked tentatively: "The Fujiwara family lost a lot of people in Shimono Town some time ago, and they haven't found anyone to do it, because the Fujiwara Gang is in Shimono Town, so the Fujiwara family seems to have burned their anger on the head of the Hichino Gang, what are you going to do?"

"The little day-to-day gang can't move the Fujiwara family. Xiao Fan drank coffee indifferently, and he had always been wary of Bai Qian, a woman.

Bai Qian nodded noncommittally, concentrating on dealing with the ice cream in front of her, sticking out her tongue from time to time.

Under the delicate wooden table, a pair of slender long white legs wrapped in stockings quietly leaned on Xiao Fan's legs, rubbing gently......

Under the sunset, the warm sunlight shone through the window of the coffee shop on Xiao Fan and Bai Qian's bodies, making the two of them dyed a layer of gold, Xiao Fan was still not salty, but Bai Qian quietly hooked a smile on the corner of her mouth.

It was getting late, Xiao Fan sent Bai Qian back to Shanggu Town, and disappeared in Bai Qian's eyes in an instant.

In the Day by Day Gang, Xiao Fan said a simple hello to several giants, took Cai Miao away, and under the shroud of night, he incarnated into a mysterious legend that the whole world feared - Desperate Killing.

In the remote mountain forest, Xiao Fan appeared under a big tree, and there were already several figures here.

"Are you ready?" Xiao Fan asked towards everyone.

"Amitabha, the poor monk wants world peace, but my Buddha said, it's great to kill the Fujiwara family. The monk licked his lips and nodded, he seemed to be getting more and more violent.

Between the two conversations, only three or two breaths, one after another figures appeared out of thin air, each figure was like a ghost, without any breath on their bodies, if you look at it from a distance, I am afraid that you will think that they are all bare trees, and you will not think that they are living people.

These people are naturally members of the blood cry and the blood squirt.

There was silence all around, not even a hint of breeze, nor the slightest chirping of insects.

"The target, the Fujiwara family, is completely destroyed. ”

Xiao Fan's eyes were blood-red, with no whites of his eyes or pupils, like a demon from hell, his body suddenly burst out with a bloodthirsty aura, and he had obviously entered a state of rage.

No one answered, no one nodded, and as Xiao Fan came out, one figure after another disappeared mysteriously as if they had just appeared.

The corners of Xiao Fan's mouth smiled indifferently, and the leaves did not touch his body and disappeared.

After a long time, the faint chirping of insects sounded again in the mountains.

On Nagasaki Island, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and from a distance, it is a low mountain top, and the buildings are brightly lit.

In an old Japanese house, the clock hand on the wall points to two o'clock.

On the tatami mat in the room, two white swaying bodies are lingering to death.

"Ya Butterfly!"

A high female voice came, a delicate-looking woman with a sweaty face, wet the hair next to her ears, she was strongly sprinted by the man, and at this moment reached the clouds, her whole body trembled spasmodically, with an expression like crying and laughing on her face, biting her lip stubbornly, her hair was wet and drooping on her shoulders.

The woman has reached the clouds, but the man still does not stop moving, with a greedy smile on the corner of his mouth, still hitting the woman wildly and violently.

This intensity has lasted for an hour, and after a short spasm, the woman felt the pain all over her body, her eyes gradually rolled white, obviously unable to withstand the impact of the man, and she was about to faint.

At this moment, the man suddenly let out a low roar from his throat, and then collapsed on the woman's body, motionless.

"Bai Qian, this woman ...... Someday, I, Fujiwara Masamoto, will get you!" The man muttered in a low voice, the greed in his eyes clearly visible.

This man is the son of Chiya Fujiwara, Masagen Fujiwara.

The room gradually fell silent, except for Fujiwara Masamoto's muffled gasp.

At the bottom of the low mountain, a man with blood-red eyes looked up at the low mountain top, and spat out a cold and bloody word from his mouth: "Kill." ”

The Fujiwara family has existed for a hundred years, and the strength of the foundation makes people sigh, and the upper ninja with the same innate realm in the family exceeds a dozen, looking at the entire Wa country, it is a terrifying force, as for the number of divine ninjas, no one knows, but there is definitely more than one.

After several generations of careful development, the Fujiwara family at this time has become an existence that the Japanese political circles rely on to co-opt, and the Fujiwara family has made a lot of contributions during the years of foreign wars.

In the middle of the night, many people in the Fujiwara family had already fallen asleep, but under the bright lights, the garrison force had not weakened in the slightest, and countless ninja hidden piles and wandering samurai guarded the entire Fujiwara family like an iron plate, without any flaws.

At the foot of the dark mountain, the wind and waves are calm, and there is not the slightest human figure.

A Nakashinobi of the Fujiwara family was quietly lying in the bushes, staring around with unblinking eyes, breathing so well that even a mouse ran gently past him without noticing his existence.

He held his breath and stared, holding the handle of the sword in one hand and a firework in the other, and kept this movement for more than two hours.

This is the dark pile of the Fujiwara family, which is rounded every twelve hours a day.

In a trance, two points of red light flashed, this Zhongnin subconsciously turned his head to look, but only felt the bitter cold, those two points of red light, it was actually a person's eye pupils, and the monstrous blood color made his heart twitch involuntarily.

The next moment, before he could react, he saw a familiar and unfamiliar back, holding the handle of the Taidao in one hand and the Fujiwara family's unique signal flare in the other......

Is that...... His body!

Cutting off Zhongnin's head with a knife, Xiao Fan's face was expressionless, his gaze did not stop, and flashed in three places.

Xiao Fan in the state of rage abandoned all emotions, it was an extremely cold reason, but in this extremely cold reason, there was still bloodlust and murderous intent like a volcanic eruption.

The three places he looked at just now, and the four people in the middle of the ninja he killed, were the first batch of hidden piles on the periphery of the Fujiwara family, and the four of them were horns on each other, detecting everything around them in all directions to ensure that there were no dead ends.

It's just a pity that they encountered a desperate killing, a legendary killer who made the whole world tremble.

At the same time that Xiao Fan cut off the head of this middle ninja, the other three hidden stakes had already been removed, and then dozens of looming figures flew by.

The letter K alliance has all shots, how can the ordinary dark piles and patrolling warriors feel it?

Until halfway up the mountainside, the dark piles and patrolling warriors along the way were easily erased, and no one made the slightest sound except for the faint smell of blood.

The ninjas and samurai of the Fujiwara family have undergone rigorous training, but this kind of training is still not enough in front of the alphabet K Alliance.

The letter K Alliance will once again show its fangs and tear all targets apart!()

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