Tokyo City, a relatively backward old town block, 8:47 p.m. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhang Wenqing sat in an apartment in an old building, quietly closing his eyes and sitting quietly, while a middle-aged man about the same age as Zhang Wenqing was sweating profusely, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, constantly walking back and forth in the room.

"If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave. The middle-aged man looked more like a Japanese, and although he was speaking Chinese now, his accent was really too fucked up and he couldn't speak well.

In fact, this person is indeed a Japanese, his name is Miyata Oto, an ordinary Japanese person.

"I shouldn't have come here, I thought I had completely gotten rid of their pursuit, and I stayed here for a little for two days before leaving, but I didn't expect that their eyes and ears were everywhere, and it only took more than an hour to lock this place again. Zhang Wenqing finally opened his eyes and looked at Miyata with an apologetic expression.

Miyata is shorter and average-looking, the kind of person you'll never see him on the streets of Japan for the first time. He laughed innocently, looked at Zhang Wenqing and said, "If you say that, it will make me sad too much." If it weren't for you, I would have died twenty years ago, and my wife and children wouldn't be alive and well by now. ”

Zhang Wenqing looked at Miyata's face, sighed, shook his head, and said, "This is not a good reason. ”

"For you, you may feel guilty, but for me, you can take care of your wounds here in peace of mind when you are in the most dangerous time, and rest for an hour and a half, this is the greatest reward I can give you, I am over 50 years old, my wife and children are living well abroad, and my daughter is about to give birth, they can be happy, I am content." Miyata said.

Zhang Wenqing looked at him and felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

When he first came to Japan more than 20 years ago, he did save this honest Japanese man, and helped him solve a lifetime of trouble, really saved his family, and changed the fate of their family.

However, as Zhang Wenqi himself said, this is not a reason why he can hide here today and thus affect Miyata's big family.

Saving people back then was just a good thought in my heart and a righteous action, not to leave a way back today.

It's just that in the end, I can only escape here, find this place, and only in this place can I almost treat my wounds and get a moment of rest and respite.

Zhang Wenqing thought helplessly, shook his head without a trace, and then recruited Miyata Daito, and said, "You come here." ”

Miyata hurriedly ran over, squatted beside Zhang Wenqing defenselessly, and asked, "What else do you need?" What else can I do for you?"

Zhang Wenqing was a little moved in his heart, shook his head and said, "It's already good that you can provide this place for me to rest for a while." After saying that, he reached out and hooked Miyata's neck, taking advantage of the momentum to stand up.

Miyata Daito hurriedly reached out to help him, but suddenly he felt the sky spinning, and his whole body fell to the ground so softly.

Looking at the unconscious Miyata Daito, Zhang Wenqing walked to the kitchen apologetically, and when he came out of the kitchen, he was holding two knives in his hands, a kitchen knife and a small fruit knife.

Coming to Miyata's side and squatting, Zhang Wenqing groped around the other party's chest for a while, and then stabbed the fruit knife into the opponent's chest.

"I'm sorry, just lie down quietly for a while. ”

Zhang Wenqing was very confident in his technique, this knife seemed to be stabbed into Miyata Daito's chest, but in fact there was no vital pulse, and with Miyata Daito's physical condition, blood slowly overflowed from the wound, and it would take at least half an hour before it could pose a real threat to his life. And the time of up to half an hour was enough for the people here to send Miyata Daito to the hospital for treatment.

After a half-news break, although Zhang Wenqing's whole face was still so pale, it was undeniable that his spirit had recovered a lot, his eyes were dark and bright, not only that, but his physical condition seemed to be much better than when he fled from the Iga family villa before.

Although it is an authentic descendant of Taoism, the martial arts of Taoism are not so exaggerated, and it is impossible for a person's injuries and spirit to recover in such a short period of time. Although Zhang Wenqing's current state is very good, the injury still has a great impact on him, but he is practicing Taoist martial arts, even if he walks and sleeps normally on weekdays, he can also maintain that breathing and breathing method for cultivation and adjustment, so his recovery speed is faster than that of ordinary martial arts practitioners.

Of course, this is actually more related to the strength of his physical functions.

With the same injury, some people's recovery speed will be slower, but some people can be much faster, and Zhang Wenqing belongs to the latter.

However, no matter what, Zhang Wenqing's current state cannot be compared with his heyday, the only good thing is that the wound has been treated, and during this time, he has drunk some water, eaten something, and his physical strength has been restored to a certain extent, in addition, it is the will to fight that never stops has become his most precious thing at the moment.

"Even though it's an old guy, I still didn't expect it to be so strong. Zhang Wenqing guessed and walked out of the door, and what he remembered in his mind was still the battle with Iga Chunqiu in the morning.

As the descendant of Zhang Tianqiao, and once appeared on the list of the sky fifteen years ago, Zhang Wenqing is very low-key, but in fact he is a high-profile person, and the kind of pride and self-confidence in his bones are not comparable to Xiao Qiang and these young people.

Although Zhang Wenqing said very low-key in front of Li Haoran about this trip to Japan, since he came to Japan to challenge Iga Chunqiu, this in itself is a kind of high-profile, a kind of bull fork, and it is also the greatest confidence in his own ability.

However, he still underestimated the ability of this Japanese martial arts master.

Japanese martial arts originated in the Central Plains, but later in the development of innovation, was changed, produced many schools, continued to the present, Japanese martial arts will be the essence of Chinese martial arts foreign kung fu to the extreme, such as the Iga family's fast knife flow, is a simple knife technique, a kind of external skills of continuous sharpening.

In Zhang Wenqing's heart, no matter how strong the Japanese martial arts cultivators are, they are just the same as those domestic national martial arts masters who have cultivated foreign kung fu to the limit.

But now, Zhang Wenqing found out that he was wrong, at least Iga Chunqiu not only practiced the fast knife flow to the extreme, but also cultivated the internal strength to a very high level.

At the age of nearly 100 years old, Zhang Wenqing was surprised to have such a strong internal strength foundation, but this person can still have such agile skills at this age, and he can also maintain the knife technique of fast knife flow and the speed of body movement to this limit, which really makes Zhang Wenqing feel creepy.

If this person is thirty years younger, no, he only needs to be twenty years younger, and he will not be able to escape from the Iga family's mountain villa today.

However, there are no ifs in this world!

He escaped, and besides, Iga Chunqiu had been severely injured by him, the other party's age was so old, and he was injured so badly this time, even if he didn't die because of it, if he wanted to recover again, it would be three or five years later.

Will he be able to recover after three or five years?

Zhang Wenqing laughed proudly, impossible!

No one in this world can cultivate into an immortal, so, in the face of the years, no one can continue to be arrogant, Iga Chunqiu is already a person who has been buried in the chest by the loess, although he has a place on the heavenly list, but there is no chance for him to reach the top.

Pushing open the door, there was a sudden movement in the empty corridor outside, and countless black figures dressed in black appeared from the recesses of the doors on both sides of the corridor, and then everyone's eyes fell on him.

Everyone was carrying a katana, but no one was holding a gun, Zhang Wenqing saw the situation here clearly at a glance, and he laughed.

This is the rivers and lakes, and the Japanese greet him with the attitude of martial arts and rivers and lakes.

Then, completely let the Japanese martial arts be frightened!

The corners of Zhang Wenqing's mouth rose and he strode out.

Whew!

The sharp katana slashed through the void with a piercing sound, and the two katanas slashed into Zhang Wenqing's chest at what their owners thought were the most astonishing speeds.