Everyone neatly packed up. Waiting for Nighthawk's order, he was ready to embark on the journey again.

Nighthawk looked at the energetic group and waved at them confidently to "go".

The black bear looked at them with blank eyes, his face was full of unwillingness, but there was no way, Nighthawk had already made a decision, he couldn't disobey, he knew that Nighthawk was also for his good, he ran to the door, opened the door for everyone, and quietly watched the big guy walk past him, his eyes were full of desire to follow.

As they passed by, everyone patted him on the shoulder, as if saying goodbye to him and comforting him, but no one said it because it would hurt the black bear's pride.

The thorn stepped forward, pulled back the black bear who was still watching Nighthawk's back, closed the door for him, both of them smiled mockingly, bowed their heads and walked back to the room, they can be regarded as two rotten brothers and rotten brothers who are connected to the same fate.

It's still the same car, but the people are different, this black car, which has witnessed the death of two Fuso people in just two days, under the accelerator of the Yaksha, quickly drove to the next target, they want to bring the death invitation to the guy who is still alive.

Sasaki's family lives in the city of D-Kyo, and it is a traditional bungalow, which is said to be a bungalow, but it covers an area of not small, and the spacious and chic front and back yards are like loyal servants who guard the master, standing respectfully in front of and behind the main house.

The yard is also planted with a variety of flowers that cannot be named, and you can smell the fragrance from afar. The lawn is neatly manicured, and everything shows that the owner is a careful person, or at least an elegant and tidy owner.

The car drove to Sasaki's door, but Nighthawk had no intention of stopping, and patted Yaksha to let him continue to drive forward.

It was like drawing a twisted circle around Sasaki's house, and then they returned to the beginning of their circle, which was also the beginning of the end of Sasaki's life.

People here rest early, although it is in the city, but there is no one still wandering on the nearby paths, and in the brightly lit houses, families are enjoying warm family affection and hearty dinners.

The car stopped in front of Sasaki's house, and Nighthawk got out of the car. After driving around just now, he had a general understanding of the structure of the house.

He put on black leather gloves, gently pushed open the white picket gate in front of the courtyard, and walked in without looking back.

The Yaksha followed closely, and with the breath of death, they rushed towards the Japanese building.

The lights in the house are basically dark, only the larger room on the left is still on, there is no sound at all, in such a tense environment, there is always a feeling of being ambushed, everyone is sweating in their palms, looking back and forth at this big house curiously.

I don't know what Sasaki is doing at home, and after the group came in, there was no sound for a long time, so I slept so early.

Nighthawk made a silent gesture to his teammates behind him, and quickly used battle sign language to tell the monkey and Yaksha to check the house on the right.

The mine entered the living room, and Mengfei and himself went to the lighted room on the left side to search for it.

Finally, he made an exaggerated gesture of clapping, indicating that as soon as there was danger, everyone should immediately reinforce and quickly resolve the battle.

After the comparison, the three groups of people quickly separated like fish doused in boiling water, and quickly searched according to the assigned task.

Nighthawk let Mengfei follow closely behind him, leaning against the wall, his feet lightly stepping on the grass, and slowly touching the window of the lighted room on the left.

Since it is a bungalow, the windows are large floor-to-ceiling stained windows, which look very transparent, and the curtains have been drawn from the inside.

A wooden platform connected to the house extends outwards outside the window, which is usually used by the owner to slip into the house after slipping, and can also allow the owner to rest in his free time and enjoy the warm sunshine and warm monsoon.

But today, this place has become a stepping stone for Nighthawk to find out the inside of the house, and I don't know if Sasaki thought that such a place would have been built in the first place.

Nighthawk stood up gently, because the platform was a wooden structure, and he was afraid that if he used too much force, he would make a squeaky sound, which would alarm the people in the room.

With his face against the window, looking through the gap through the thick curtains, a man, dressed in a traditional Japanese kimono with a small flat head, was sitting upright in the middle of the room.

Under his ass is a **, sitting cross-legged with his feet crossed, his hands on his knees, his eyes slightly closed, and he doesn't move.

How does Nighthawk see how he seems to be practicing qi and meditating, just like the Taoist priests in China, what kind of Qimen is cultivated**.

This is Sasaki, who is meditating in the house at the moment, feeling the creation of heaven and earth, soothing his mind, and at this moment he has transcended the world and reached a state of selflessness.

In fact, his talent is not high, and he is not very coordinated in all aspects of his body, so it is difficult to get the demeanor of a master, but the stupid bird flies first, and diligence is important, and the biggest advantage of this person is that he can endure hardships very much, and he must be diligent if he is hardworking.

Among the brothers, he practiced the hardest one, spending 5 times more time than others, only sleeping three hours a day, his diligence touched his master's heart, taught him a lot of superior martial arts, but although Sasaki was diligent, he could never exert the maximum power of these sword techniques, which was also the biggest pain in his life.

In fact, the martial arts of Fusang and country Z are in the same line, and they were originally improved from the martial arts of country Z, but the people of Fusang are more focused on a vested thing.

And the people of country Z, as they said, have a lot of land and resources, and forget the past when they have good things, plus many martial arts masters love to hide their own secrets, and they do not teach the essence of martial arts they understand to their apprentices all their lives, resulting in generation after generation, we have lost a lot of precious things.

It's him, Nighthawk is sure, Sasaki's photos have been seen many times, and this kimono is Sasaki's must-wear clothes at home. It's all in the information.

The monkeys also tiptoed back at this time, and reported that nothing was found, and the mines came back and said that it was supposed to be a child of Sasaki's son who was sleeping in the next room.

Nighthawk said not to wake him up, now go in and get rid of Sasaki and evacuate quickly.

Nighthawk opened the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him, the window was not locked, and when he pulled it slightly, it opened, and the wind outside the house blew into the bedroom, pulling the curtains and drifting outward, as if even it knew that it had to escape from this killing field that was about to become Shura's hell.

The monkey finally brought the glass behind him, and the room was quiet again, the only difference was that there were five more tall figures on the opposite side of Sasaki.

Nighthawk looked at Sasaki quietly like this, as if waiting, waiting for him to give him a last word before the slaughter.

Sasaki slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the Nighthawk and them, he smiled faintly, "You guys come and pull." ”

Nighthawk was a little dazed, what was this Sasaki's expression, not surprised at all by the things in front of him, as if he had been an old friend for many years, and he was still speaking in English, and he didn't speak Japanese, "You know we're coming, do you know us?" ”

Sasaki shook his head and said in a calm tone, "I don't know, and I don't know you, but I know that sooner or later, I will come, and every time I come home, it is a moment of waiting for death, and I have been sitting here and waiting for your arrival." ”

The meaning of Sasaki's words was a bit deep, so that Nighthawk couldn't react a little, since he knew that he was going to die, why didn't he send more people to protect himself, and how did he know that someone would come to kill him, and Nighthawk couldn't figure out what the road ahead was like in a cloud of fog. Looking back at the Yaksha behind him, his expression was more shocked than his. What went wrong?

"What do you know?" Nighthawk asked Sasaki. The expression is eager and overflowing.

"Hehe, your heart is upset, killer, you shouldn't be angry at this time, it seems that you are not a real killer, fortunately, as long as you don't die at the hands of an inferior person like a killer, it can be considered as fulfilling me." Nighthawk's heart. This guy speaks, how can it be the same as what the black bear said when he told himself that Kato was dying, they are all so calm, they are all so at home, can it be that people who practice martial arts can see through life and death when they practice to a certain extent, and can even calculate when they are going to die.

Nighthawk shook his head and threw away this ridiculous idea, impossible, he is also a martial arts practitioner, how could such a thing happen, it is not a story novel, there must be something in the middle, he doesn't know, what is it.

Sasaki stood up suddenly, there was already a long knife in his right hand, and he pulled out the cold glistening knife from the scabbard, and the whole room was instantly illuminated.

Sasaki's slender face can still be faintly reflected on the blade, "Come on, I've been waiting for a long time, let me see if you are really the one who can take my life." Nighthawk grabbed his hands and motioned for everyone to step back, the person in front of him was sharp, and the murderous aura was faintly hidden in the knife, and he was ready to attack, which should not be underestimated.

He took out the throwing stick he carried with him, and with his right hand, the stick was thrown out, since Sasaki was willing not to shout or shout, a fair stop, it would be fulfilled for him, and it would be convenient for him to complete the original intention of the task quietly this time.

Sasaki glanced at Nighthawk's weapon, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly shouted, his body took two steps forward, and a knife slashed straight at Nighthawk's head, the power was so fast that even the entire blade turned into a shining cold light, around the knife circle and Nighthawk, a wind whirled and swirled, and attacked Nighthawk first......

Nighthawk didn't move, just quietly looked at the knife that seemed to be unstoppable and dodged, and smiled with the wind.

At the moment when the knife was about to be added, he turned slightly to the left, and the knife passed the tip of his nose dangerously.

But Sasaki's knife momentum did not stop, after shaking the sky and the earth, he changed the vertical chop to a horizontal cut, and used his body to drive the blade to cut to the body of the Nighthawk, this knife is even greater than the power just now, so close to the distance, I am afraid that the Nighthawk will be cut into two sections, and the knife momentum will not stop.

There is no way to hide this time, there is no way to avoid it. If someone else is replaced, they either fight hard or are directly cut into two pieces, and the team members standing around are about to exclaim.

I could even faintly see the smile on Sasaki's lips, but even if they wanted to, they couldn't save it, this knife was too fast, and they could only pinch a cold sweat for Nighthawk.

Nighthawk didn't intend to dodge, he didn't block or retreat, but unexpectedly, his body bounced forward hard, and it hit Sasaki's body straight up.

Sasaki was not lightly frightened, and the knife he swung out slashed into the air, but the hands holding the knife slammed into Nighthawk's body.

Originally, there were two or three changes under his knife, and he had already calculated all of Nighthawk's moves, no matter how he dodged or entangled with him, he was sure that under the five knives, Nighthawk would definitely be killed under the knife.

But he never imagined that Nighthawk would suddenly come to this attack. All his strength was gone, and he suddenly felt a light in his hand, and the knife he was clenching had reached Nighthawk's hand.

As soon as Qiē came suddenly, it was like a trick, like a dream, he didn't even react, his knife was already on his neck.

Sasaki was stunned for an instant, what kind of martial arts is this, he defeated himself in two moves, although he is not a genius in martial arts, and his qualifications are also very poor, but he has been in the kendo for decades. Decades of hard training were ruined between these two moves. It's horrible.

Sasaki looked at the knife around his neck in disbelief, and then at the Nighthawk who was holding the knife and smiling at him.

Finally, he hung his head and said, "I lost, sure enough, fate is like this, I have never taken care of people who are favored by God, and people like me will be abandoned sooner or later." His words are full of vicissitudes, full of curses for the injustice of fate, but they have to bear it powerlessly.

He slowly knelt in front of Nighthawk, craned his neck, and waited for Nighthawk to give him his final blow.