After hearing this, the last remaining black-clothed ninjas rushed forward with a howl, and Wen Tian could tell at a glance that the spirits of these guys had fallen into madness due to the stimulation of blood.

The corner of his mouth sneered, the hem of the black trench coat floated high, and the figure passed through the middle of the ninjas like a blast, and then Huo Ran stopped, holding the knife in his right hand and pointing obliquely at the ground covered with stumps and broken arms and rivers of blood, and said coldly:

"Just leave a whole corpse for a few of you poor guys!" As soon as he finished speaking, the posture of holding the knife and rushing to kill was fixed there, and the last few ninjas "pounced" and "plopped"...."

A few fell to the ground, and they never had a chance to get up, forever.

Wentian walked slowly in front of the trembling Zhao Tianyu, looking coldly at his pale and frightened face. Zhao Tianyu's teeth chattered, grabbed Wentian's trouser leg and begged for mercy:

"Please, don't kill me! Don't kill me.... See... For our all.... It's all Chinese...... For people's sake... Let me go!"

He hadn't thought a minute ago that the strength of this man in black was so strong, and the combined attack of the three masters was so vulnerable in front of the man in black.

It was this blow that completely destroyed all his confidence, and now he only had the fear of death and the hope of survival left in his heart, looking at the man in black standing in front of him like a god of death, he looked up at the man in black, and begged for mercy from the sky, hoping that this man in black could let him go.

Qian Tian opened his mouth without a little emotion: "It's okay not to be a Chinese, but the people who helped the Japanese to deal with their own country after betrayal no longer have any reason to exist in this world." ”

"Damn, I'll fight with you!" Zhao Tianyu suddenly became difficult after seeing that there was no hope of survival, and he wanted to fight to the death, grabbed the Oriental knife that fell beside him, gritted his teeth and slashed at Wentian's legs, insidious and ruthless!

"Ignorance!"

Wen Tian said coldly, the knife in his hand went forward, and kicked Zhao Tianyu's chest, Zhao Tianyu's body slid rapidly on the floor and crashed into the wall two steps behind him before stopping.

Zhao Tianyu struggled to stand up, his face was hideous, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, flashing a crazy gaze with the meaning of death, and screamed: "Even if I die, I will catch you!" roared, raised the knife in his hand and pounced on Wentian again.

"Bastard, you won't repent!"

Wentian was furious, and the knife in his hand turned into extremely fast lightning, shuttling across the body of Zhao Tianyu who rushed in, and finally put away the knife with a cold "hum" and turned around, walking towards the obese Japanese.

And Zhao Tianyu behind him widened his unwilling eyes and paused for three seconds, his body collapsed into a pile of meat, even the Oriental knife in his hand was no exception, it became an inch of fragments. This is the fate of traitors! Dead, nothing, all, corpse!

A black shadow sprang up from the ground and scurried towards the open window not far away. As soon as Wen Tian raised his hand, the Toyo sword in his hand turned into a streamer of light that passed through the chest of the black-clothed ninja leader who wanted to escape, bringing out a puddle of blood and nailing it to a tree in the far side of the courtyard, trembling continuously. The black-clothed ninja who had been pierced through his chest could only slump weakly on the edge of the window, struggling twice, his eyes full of disbelief and death.

Wentian glanced at the window and walked in front of the short and fat Japanese, the short and fat Japanese looked at the black-clothed Grim Reaper standing in front of him calmly, it was this man in a black leather trench coat, he personally destroyed the dream of himself and others to unify Macao.

It was this person who completely destroyed the task given to him by the Yamaguchi-gumi, and there were twenty-eight shinobi who came to Macau, one middle ninja, and.... Shanggang Tian Ichiro, now he is going to die at the hands of this terrible man, he must remember him well, remember his appearance, otherwise he will not be blind to death.

Wentian looked at this short and fat Japanese a little strangely, and didn't understand why he was so calm when he was dying, and suddenly, the short and fat Japanese smiled mysteriously at Wentian, and stabbed into his abdomen, while holding the handle of the knife with both hands and cutting the abdomen horizontally, while staring at the face of the god with both eyes, and said word by word:

"I, yes, no, will, die, in, branch, that, man, hand, in. ”

When the knife cut through the abdomen, when the intestines in the stomach also flowed out, he finally fell to his knees with a pale face and weakness.

Wentian glanced at him strangely, seeing that this Japanese man couldn't live, sneered, turned around and walked out, and when he turned around, the hem of the windbreaker raised high flew in the air, walking in a room full of blood, stumps and broken arms, like Shura's hell, the black slender figure was like a god of death reborn, Shura was alive.

This bloody scene looked in the gradually blurred eyes of the short and fat Japanese who only had his last breath left, and a strange thought flashed through his mind that was about to be unable to think:

Does such a scene indicate the tragic fate of all the races that dare to offend the Huaxia Dragon Kingdom??? he shuddered all over, and he unconsciously seemed to be asking himself, as if he was asking the man in black, and said in a virtual voice:

"You..... Who are you.... Who?"

Hearing this, Wen Tian couldn't help but laugh, and remembered a character written by Mr. Jin Yong in his mind, and his eyes burst out with a sharp burst, and he said in a cold voice:

"The sun rises in the east, only I am undefeated, the east is undefeated!"

"East, Fang, no, defeat!" When the last word came out of the mouth of the Japanese, he finally hung his head down, and died on his knees with a deep concern for the future of Japan, which he was loyal to, and which he loved!

And Wentian didn't notice that the first Japanese who fell in the yard and had his hand cut off was still breathing slightly, but his wrist was still bleeding, and if he didn't stop the bleeding in time, he would definitely hang up!

Wen Tian still flipped out of the wall lightly, and the cold and murderous aura on the ground immediately disappeared, his face turned pale, and he quickly moved away from this villa, after not knowing how many streets he had crossed.

Wen Tian finally couldn't help but put his head on a garbage can on the side of the road, his stomach turned over the river and the sea, and his mouth was full of vomit!

In this way, there was nothing in the stomach and it was tumbling for a while, and the head of Wentian left the trash can after a long time, sat on the steps next to him, wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, and gasped with a pale face, staring at the ground weakly!

For the first time to kill someone, and to kill so many people at once, Wen Tian can endure until the end of the matter before he vomits out, so people have to admire his super endurance! The water in the mysterious cave has already honed his incomparably tough, iron-like mental strength, endurance, and willpower that is unattainable for ordinary people!

He only felt a little weakness all over his body now, of course, not because he had exhausted his strength during the fight, but because of the sudden relaxation of his nervous tension! After staying for a while, when his breath had stabilized and his mood had calmed down a little, Wen Tian's heart still vaguely revealed a little nervousness and excitement! He stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks, walked on the empty road in the dim light, and walked towards the villa where he lived.

When he returned to the villa, it was almost one o'clock in the morning, the guys in the villa were asleep, Wen Tian had his own key, and after gently opening the door, he walked upstairs;

Dongfang Yuyan's cold voice asked, "It's so late, where have you been?"

When he heard this, he smiled and asked, "Then I want to ask, can I pursue you?"

Dongfang Yuyan frowned lightly and said, "Don't change the topic and answer my words!"

"You give me an answer first!" Wen Tian looked directly at Dongfang Yuyan's clear and bright eyes, and asked again without backing down.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to talk about this now!" Dongfang Yuyan said with a slight anger on her face.

"What do you mean I don't have a chance at all?"

A little disappointed, I looked at the first girl in front of me who could make me tempted. Dongfang Yuyan's face was still indifferent, without the slightest change in emotion!

Wentian Because of that proud heart, at this moment, he finally gave up on Dongfang Yuyan, the son of the Qin family, the future head of the Qin family, this arrogance is still there, and his face couldn't help showing a sneer mixed with self-deprecation and bitter laughter, and said with a little revenge:

"Since you and I have nothing to do with each other, then it's not your turn to take care of my affairs!"

After speaking, he walked around Dongfang Yuyan to his room.

When Wentian and Dongfang Yuyan passed by, Dongfang Yuyan's eyebrows couldn't help frowning again, her face changed slightly, and her cold tone became even colder at this time:

"You've ever killed someone?"

Wen Tian's figure couldn't help but be shocked, how did she know? Could it be that she was also present when I killed someone? But in a cold tone, he said:

"Just kidding, why do you think I killed someone?

"The smell of blood on your body is very strong!" Dongfang Yuyan turned around and looked at Wen Tian's expression carefully, not letting go of anything.

Feeling the burning gaze coming from behind, after hearing Dongfang Yuyan's answer, Wen Tian's heart couldn't help but relax, and after coldly dropping a sentence: "boring", he pushed open his door and walked in.

Dongfang Yuyan's heart was puzzled, he could obviously feel the strong and terrifying smell of blood on Wentian's body, but he was so calm just now, without the slightest nervousness, what was going on?

She couldn't figure it out, she didn't have any doubts about how she felt. Dongfang Yuyan looked at the door of Wentian's room and thought in her heart, and then remembered that she had just rejected the pursuit of such a mysterious boy, and now she felt a little lost in her heart, looking at his cold and arrogant expression just now, it would be difficult for her to understand him in the future!!

After Wentian closed the door, he let out a sigh of relief and said in his heart:

It's so dangerous! I was almost recognized by Dongfang Yuyan! After changing my clothes, I took a hot shower, and lay down on the soft bed with my whole body relaxed, and said in my heart: "I'll be busy tomorrow!"

The black leather trench coat hanging on the hanger was unbelievable that after such a bloody slaughter, there was not a drop of blood on it!