Tang Zhendong was chopped by the four samurai swords of these four ninjas, and he didn't have time to jump into the stands of the racecourse, so he could only fight.

As soon as Tang Zhendong lowered his head, these four katanas were cut one after another,

The tooth turned in Tang Zhendong's hand, and in a blink of an eye, the four on-the-spot katanas were split into eight sections, and then Tang Zhendong's knife turned with the person, and as soon as the four ninjas landed, they were wiped by Tang Zhendong one after another, and their heads were in different places.

Tang Zhendong jumped into the audience stand of the racecourse, where is there still Akita's figure,

Looking in the direction of the sniper just now, it was also empty.

"Count your fortune on it." Tang Zhendong sighed, turned around and jumped off the stands,

The red cloth banner was overwhelmed by Kondo Momoyo, Kondo Momoyo lay in the red cloth flag, spitting black blood in his mouth, obviously poisoned, it seems that this red cloth flag does have a kind of demonic power, Kondo Momoyo was just thrown into the formation by himself, and when he touched the red flag, he was poisoned,

Tang Zhendong turned around again, picked up the small knife that was chopped by himself, this small knife is indeed not ordinary, although it is not long, but it is very sharp, the small knife in Tang Zhendong's hand, except for the twenty centimeter scabbard, the blade is only five or six centimeters left, although the blade is not bright, but there is a circle of forging patterns on it, at first glance, it is a good knife forged by hand,

Turning over the back, there were two Japanese characters on the knife, and with Tang Zhendong's broken Japanese level, he just recognized these two words with a smile: Muramasa,

Tang Zhendong looked at this village knife over and over again, there seemed to be an evil power on this knife, but what this evil power was, Tang Zhendong couldn't say,

"Hi, Tang Zhendong." As soon as Karina opened her mouth, she saw a Chinese beauty running in front of Tang Zhendong with a gust of wind, and her name for Tang Zhendong was brought into the wind.

"Adong, you're okay." After the call, Yu Qingying was the first to get off the elevator, ran all the way, and ran in front of Tang Zhendong in the center of the racecourse.

The Muramasa knife in Tang Zhendong's hand turned around, and the blade leaned on his wrist, afraid that Yu Qingying would be too careful,

"It's fine."

Yu Qingying looked left and right and saw Kondo Momoyo lying in a few crimson cloths, "What's wrong with this person." ”

"Who knows, maybe I tripped over the cloth." Tang Zhendong replied casually,

"Ahh Yu Qingying looked at Tang Zhendong in surprise, wanting to judge whether what he said was true or false.

The two said a few words, and several of Tang Zhendong's apprentices, Bai Ming, Xiao Wu Xiaoliu, and Ziling, also ran over, followed by Lao Ye and his wife, "Xiao Tang, it's okay." ”

"Master, how is it?"

Tang Zhendong said to everyone one by one that it was okay, and he also saw that everyone was fine, Tang Zhendong was relieved, otherwise he would not be happy, these people were brought to Xianggang by themselves, if they were injured, or missing arms and legs, Tang Zhendong would feel very uncomfortable.

Behind these people, it was Guo Zigang, Guo Ziwen, Jackie Chan, Zhou Haimei, and Deng Jianwei who also came over.

Tang Zhendong greeted them one by one and asked them if they were okay, "Who did it?" Guo Zigang found the half-cut small knife in Tang Zhendong's hand and asked,

"Who knows, but do you know this knife?" Tang Zhendong said and handed over the Muramasa knife in his hand,

"What is this written about?" Guo Zigang looked at it over and over for a long time, and finally pointed to the two Japanese characters on the knife and asked,

Tang Zhendong almost made Guo Zigang collapse, "You said that you don't know how to read, and you still read it over and over for so long." ”

"This,I'm more interested in Japanese girls.,I don't know about their tadpole text.,What is written on it.。

"Muramasa."

"Muramasa, demon sword." Guo Zigang was surprised,

"What kind of demon way, monk, ask you about business."

Guo Zigang also knew that Tang Zhendong was not joking with himself, he immediately said, "Mura is one of the most famous knife makers in Japanese history, and it is said that the knife made by the Mura family is not only sharp, but also extremely murderous, and is known as the demon knife." ”

Guo Zigang didn't finish speaking, and He Hongshen and He Lao behind him, he also rushed over out of breath.

"Master Tang, it's okay."

Tang Zhendong shook his head, "Old He, why didn't you come over?" ”

"It's a gun, it's a cannon, but can it work?" He Lao pointed to the stands around the racecourse, the stands were in a mess, a lot of things he carried, because everyone ran too fast, they all squeezed out, and they didn't have time to clean up, things were secondary, mainly the people who were trampled on the top of the stands, some were dead, some were humming, and they were not dead.

Anyway, the scene at the scene was very tragic, and the number of casualties could not be counted for a while.

In just ten minutes, doctors and police officers also rushed over, surrounded the surroundings, and shouted over and over again through loudspeakers, "Everyone, be quiet, stand still, and prevent the stampede from happening again." ”

The searchlights were on, the sound of ghosts crying wolves was gone, and everyone gradually settled down.

Two people from the criminal serious crime team of the Xianggang police walked towards the center of the racecourse and first showed their ID to the people in the field, "Hello, we are CID, I want to ask, what happened here just now." ”

"Someone is carrying out a terrorist attack." Guo Zigang grinned and said without looking back,

Guo Zigang said very reasonably, because the tragic scene at the scene was indeed like a terrorist attack.

The CID police officer led by Guo Zigang didn't talk nonsense, his eyes fell directly on Kondo Momoyo in the red cloth banner that was not far away, he waved his hand to let the police officer who followed him go over to take a look, he asked casually, "What's the matter with that person." ”

"Don't touch that man, he may have been poisoned." Tang Zhendong saw that this police officer was about to reach out and touch Kondo Baiyo's snort, he hurriedly stopped,

The police officer who was about to stretch out his hand immediately stopped moving, and the CID police officer led by him immediately cast a special attention to Tang Zhendong, "How do you know so clearly." ”

Before Tang Zhendong could speak, Guo Zigang said, "Please, that person is bleeding from his seven orifices and spitting black blood from his mouth, and at first glance it is a symptom of being poisoned, whether it is Gu Long or Jin Yong's novels, this is how they are written, don't you usually read martial arts novels." ”

"Martial arts, who watches martial arts now, martial arts have long been outdated, and now we all read online novels." This CID police officer wanted to tell Guo Zigang what he thought in his heart, but this did not match his identity, so he didn't say it.

"Ahem." He Hongshen coughed, and then walked out in a row, "This sir, I am He Hongshen, the permanent director of the Jockey Club, I can testify to them, these are my friends, this is the champion of this Jockey Club, these are the spectators who waved his flag and shouted for him, they are definitely not terrorists." ”

As soon as Ho Hongshen's words came out, the police officer was speechless, Ho Hongshen is as famous in Macau as Hong Kong Island, not only because Ho Hongshen has the title of gambling king, but also because Ho Hongshen is the most powerful person in Hong Kong and Macao, spanning black and white, rich in assets, and is also a permanent director of the Xianggang Jockey Club, a total of 12 permanent directors of the Xianggang Jockey Club, each of which is a well-known figure on Hong Kong Island, because the Jockey Club has done a lot of public welfare, so it is loved by many Xianggang citizens,

These two police officers are also horse fans, they were on duty just now, and they didn't see the live broadcast of the Jockey Club just now, so they have no concept of Tang Zhendong, the champion of Marseille, but He Lao said, the two of them don't have any doubts, He Lao is a guarantor, everyone believes in He Lao's reputation, if this person breaks the law, no matter how far he escapes to the world, He Hongshen will arrest him back, but they don't know that He Lao will not easily be a guarantor,

"Since there is any old guarantee, of course we have no questions, and please believe that our police will find out the real culprit as soon as possible and give everyone justice."

"Okay, thank you."

He Hongshen led the crowd, and did not continue to say more to these policemen, they were still waiting here, waiting for the forensic doctor to come over to find the cause of death.

The scene was too chaotic, Tang Zhendong killed four Japanese hermits, without attracting anyone's attention, Tang Zhendong was originally preparing for the police to come over and interrogate himself, and he was also ready to insist that these Japanese hermits were all terrorists, they were dressed in black and black pants, and their faces were covered, although they were killed by themselves, but this dress is the most suitable for being terrorists.

It is said that the terrorists at the base, although they wear white robes, but they also love to cover their faces, these Japanese are armed with murder weapons, black clothes and black pants, hiding their heads and tails, this is simply the standard appearance of terrorists who are sure of it.

Because today's scene is too chaotic, there are no witnesses, everyone is busy running for their lives, not to mention that people are crowded, if you are not careful, you will be trampled into pulp, everyone is squeezing out with one mind, who will pay attention to the scene in the middle of the racecourse,

With the leadership of He Lao, Tang Zhendong and his party successfully walked out of the racecourse from the safe passage.

"Old He, thank you for helping us out." Tang Zhendong expressed his gratitude to He Lao, if He Lao was not here today, he would have to spend a lot of effort to explain to the police, so this thank you is due,

"Hehe, you're welcome, it's too late, let's talk tomorrow, my old bones are not like you young people, so can withstand the toss."

"Okay, I'll send He Lao back."

He Hongshen hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, I'll just go back with Yuan Qun, you go play, relax and relax, and suppress the shock." ”

After He Lao left, Tang Zhendong looked at Jackie Chan, Guo Zigang and others around him, "Let's disperse too." ”

"Don't, He Lao suggested that we go out and have fun together, and suppress the shock." Guo Zigang was also excited that He Hongshen, the big guy, could talk to him,

Compared with a gangster like He Hongshen, Guo Zigang's mixed society is like a child's house.

"Let me state first, my money has been invested in the horse racing betting just now, and it is okay for us to go, but who pays." Tang Zhendong was penniless and laughed,