Chapter 268: But That's It
Cui Shanying had a curved knife in his hand, blocking the other party, and the force made Cui Shanying's arm sink. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info grinned and said, "Yes, some strength!" ”
Ishiguro Taro didn't speak, the knife style changed, and he slashed at Cui Shanying again!
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In the black hand office, Bai Qichao and Su Hongmei came in one after the other. Obviously, Bai Qichao and Su Hongmei are not here for the first time, and they are no strangers to the black hand.
"Instructor, I don't know what your old man called us over, what did you order!" Bai Qichao said with a hippie smile.
The appearance of Hang'er Lang gives people the feeling that they are not afraid of black hands.
The black hand didn't care about Bai Qichao's performance, and said with a smile: "It's noon, have you eaten lunch?" It's raining so hard outside that there's no place to hide from the rain, isn't that a bad feeling? Hehe, I'm much better here than outside, by the way, do you want to get you dry clothes to change into first? ”
Bai Qichao was stunned, and couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his chin, feeling that something was not right. Nothing else, why is this turtle son of the black hand so polite today?
"No, no, we'll just do it!" Bai Qichao squinted and shook his head with a smile, and said directly: "Black hand boss, don't sell abductors, just say anything you have to say, anyway, there are no outsiders here, what else is there to be embarrassed to say!" ”
The black hand smiled and pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Actually, it's nothing, I just want to talk about it." ”
Bai Qichao scolded secretly in his heart, talk about your sister. Do you guys have anything to talk about? Bai Dashao had already thought about it, he had suffered so many sins under the hands of the black hand, and when he left, he had to give him two big slaps to relieve his hatred.
Su Hongmei took the words and said calmly: "You called us over to break us apart and ask Ishiguro Taro to do something to Cui Shanying, right?" ”
The black hand looked at Su Hongmei with black eyes, and said with a smile: "Smart, so smart, I am reluctant to do it for a woman like you!" ”
Bai Qichao's face pretended to change, and he said angrily: "What, Ishiguro Taro wants to do something to Cui Shanying?" Black hand, how dare you play me? ”
The black hand smiled and said, "Bai Shao, where do you start with this!" ”
Bai Qichao's face was ugly and said: "You are a young lady and Ben Shao, although Cui Shanying and I have not known each other for a long time, we are like brothers, if you dare to touch my brother, I will let you go down to bury him, do you believe it or not?" ”
"Haha, Bai Shao is so majestic!" The Black Hand laughed.
Bai Qichao said with a cold face: "Don't you believe it? Then you can try, Young Master Ben put his words down today, if Cui Shanying is really dead, you have to accompany him. ”
The black hand put away his smile and frowned, "Bai Shao, are you serious?" ”
"Nonsense, you really think that Young Master Ben is farting when he speaks, don't think that you are in the nigger training camp, Lao Tzu can't help it!" Bai Qichao snorted coldly and directly threatened the black hand. Su Hongmei beside her didn't interject, she knew that for Bai Qichao's threat, the black hand really had to think about it.
The old Bai family has this influence, and Bai Qichao, the eldest young master of the Bai family, can also represent the Bai family.
The black hand's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "Bai Shao, for the sake of a stranger who has known each other for a few days, there is no need for this, right?" ”
Bai Qichao shook his head and said: "No, you're wrong, there are many people who have known each other for a few years, more than ten years, and they may not be able to become real friends, but some people, let alone knowing each other for a few days, even if they are friends and brothers at first sight, they are friends for life, brothers for life." Black hand, I'm not threatening you, it's still the same sentence, if Cui Shanying dies, I will let you go down to my brother's funeral as a companion. ”
The black hand's face was gloomy and uncertain, and Bai Qichao said such a thing, which was far beyond his expectations. Bai Qichao really wants to kill someone, so ...... The black hand didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to hide.
The Bai family is a terrifying existence in Asia, even if it is a black hand, there is a little fear of the Bai family in his heart.
Kill Bai Qichao?
The black hand didn't even dare to think about this idea, if Bai Qichao died, even if it wasn't because of himself, the Bai family would not let him go.
"No discussion?" The black hand softened his tone and asked softly.
Bai Qichao stared at him, his face did not have that kind of hippie smile, he was rarely serious, and said calmly: "No, I, Bai Qichao, do what I say." ”
In fact, Bai Qichao had already thought of the meaning of the black hand before he came, but he had no choice, and it was useless to stay, it was better to come over according to the black hand's request, and then turn his face and threaten the black hand to see if Cui Shanying could be saved through the black hand.
The black hand knocked on the table, feeling a little irritable, Bai Qichao's words made him feel very unhappy. However, he really didn't dare to say anything else.
It's okay in normal times, everyone at least has a good face, and they really want to tear their faces with Bai Qichao, not to mention that he is a black hand, even if it is the upper echelons of the training camp, they have to pull down their faces and beg him.
Unless boot camp doesn't want to spend time in Southeast Asia.
"To save, or not to save!" Bai Qichao kept a calm face and didn't give the black hand much time to think about it.
The black hand smiled bitterly and said, "Help? How to save it, this time it was Taro Ishiguro who brought someone here, and now I'm afraid it's too late to save it! ”
Bai Qichao and Su Hongmei's faces changed, if Taro Ishiguro personally brought someone here, then Cui Shanying was afraid that he would really be more than lucky.
"Grass, you uncle!" Bai Qichao couldn't help but scold. Turn around and head outside!
Su Hongmei looked at the black hand and sneered: "Cui Shanying is really dead, you definitely can't stand it!" After that, he also walked out!
The black hand frowned, sitting there without moving, weighing the pros and cons in his mind, Bai Qichao's words were beyond his imagination, he didn't expect Bai Qichao to turn his face with him for Cui Shanying.
"Come on, follow them, if Cui Shanying is not dead...... Save him! The Black Hand cried out through gritted teeth.
But the black hand felt in his heart that it should be too late to go now.
Can Cui Shanying stand up?
Taro Ishiguro's own ability is not under the black hands. Both of them came out of the 'devil's training camp'.
Not only them, but also those who can be instructors in the training camp are all from the 'devil training camp'.
Cui Shanying had at least three knife wounds on his body, but they were not deep, and the flesh wounds did not touch the vital point. On the other hand, Taro Ishiguro has more wounds on his body than Cui Shanying, and there is a deep wound on his right rib.
"You can't!"
Cui Shanying looked at him and smiled, seeing each other with swords and lights, fighting for life and death, this feeling not only did not make Cui Shanying afraid, but ignited the excitement in his blood, he liked this feeling of blood boiling.
Taro Ishiguro was holding a katana, blood running down his wounds, and his arm, through the blade to the tip of the knife, flowed to the ground, melting into the stagnant water, staining the ground red.
This young man was far more terrifying than he thought. He even had a trace of fear, could the person lying down today be himself?
"Your knife is old!" After Cui Shanying finished speaking, his feet moved, and the person had already entered in front of him.
Taro Ishiguro looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, and looked down at the scimitar knife that poked into his chest, blood coming out of the corner of his mouth.
Cui Shanying's speed was too fast, so that Ishiguro Taro only felt that the person was already in front of him.
"You, how is that possible?"
Taro Ishiguro still didn't believe it, yes, it was unbelievable that Taro Ishiguro, an elite who came out of the devil's training camp, would die at the hands of an unknown nobody.
If I had known this, what kind of knife would I use, wouldn't it be nice to shoot him directly?
Taro Ishiguro hates!
But there are too many things in the world that people can regret, and it is too difficult and difficult to go back and do it again, this is something that cannot be helped.
Cui Shanying's face was flat, and he shook his head and said: "It's nothing impossible, your knife is old, don't blame me, I have no intention of killing, but if I don't kill you, you want me to die!" ”
After speaking, Cui Shanying let go of the handle of the knife he was holding and stepped back.
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"Cui Shanying, are you bastard still alive?" Bai Qichao was far away and roared loudly.
The rain was so heavy that people couldn't see the figures clearly.
I only knew that there were two people standing in front of me, and one was lying on the ground, and all three of them were there without moving, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.
Behind Bai Qichao, Su Hongmei's face was gloomy, and when she heard the black hand say that this time Ishiguro Taro personally attacked, everyone felt that Cui Shanying was more than lucky.
"Isn't it?"
Bai Qichao walked to the corpse, and it was not Cui Shanying lying on the ground, and the two people standing were not either.
Su Hongmei looked at Taro Ishiguro, who had lost his breath with a knife in his chest, and her eyes showed disbelief.
Taro Ishiguro actually died?
"Who is this man?" Bai Qichao asked.
Su Hongmei took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Taro Ishiguro! ”
"He's Taro Ishiguro? What about Cui Shanying? Bai Qichao was stunned, wiped the rain on his face, and asked suspiciously.
Su Hongmei shook her head, how did she know where Cui Shanying went!
"Cui Shanying, Cui Shanying, is your turtle son still alive, where did he die?" Bai Qichao shouted loudly.
If you can't find it, you can only shout!
"Shout what!" In the corner of the bathroom wallboard, Cui Shanying's voice came.
Bai Qichao walked over quickly, squatted beside Cui Shanying, stretched out his hand and touched him, muttering to himself: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, there is no lack of arms or feet." ”
Cui Shanying rolled his eyes and ignored him!
"Are you alright?" Su Hongmei walked over and asked worriedly.
Cui Shanying looked at her, grinned, shook his head and said, "It's okay, no one can die." ”
"You killed Taro Ishiguro?"
After making sure that Cui Shanying was fine, Bai Qichao sat down next to Cui Shanying and asked curiously.
Cui Shanying nodded and said, "Well, can't you kill it?" ”
"Haha, kill it, what can't be killed, it is worthy of my Bai Qichao's brother, it is awesome, I didn't embarrass Ben Shao!" Bai Qichao laughed and said.
Su Hongmei frowned and didn't speak!
"Troublesome, right?" Cui Shanying does not regret killing Ishiguro Taro, if he doesn't die, then he will die.
"Sort of!" Su Hongmei nodded, thought about it and shook her head and said, "But it's not a big deal, Taro Ishiguro led someone to kill you, and he made a mistake first, and the training camp should not do anything to you!" ”
Cui Shanying smiled mockingly, and asked rhetorically: "Here, is there any reason to talk about?" ”
"There are rules everywhere, and this place is no exception!" Su Hongmei said with a smile.
Bai Qichao continued: "Your life is really big, Ishiguro Taro is an elite who came out of the devil's training camp, I didn't expect to die in your hands." ”
"The elite of the devil's training camp?" Cui Shanying muttered to himself: "That's just that!" ”
Taro Ishiguro himself is not low, but he is far from being a terrifying place, and Cui Shanying even feels that if he is allowed to fight to the death with the evil monkey Sun Dongliang, then the last person to die must be Taro Ishiguro.
This time I didn't have the risk with the evil monkey Sun Dongliang!