Knock knock.

A distant bell rang from the bell tower in the distance, exactly twelve o'clock.

The middle-aged man stood by the window, looking at the scene downstairs and didn't know what he was thinking, walked to the desk and sat down, took out the picture frame in the drawer and looked at it twice, and finally raised the revolver in his hand to his chin.

Bang!

Blood splattered onto the curtains, and he fell to the table with his hands down.

A red-eyed crow stood by the window, quietly watching everything that was happening in the room, clicking twice happily and flying into the sky.

It quickly disappeared into the night, and it was nowhere to go.

And downstairs, when everyone felt that something was wrong when they heard the gunshot, when the remnant of the defeated army trembled and took the Shenyuan Guan and the Wu clan to the residence of Suzumoto Hidetake, all they saw was the corpse of a man and a woman.

According to intelligence, the woman was Hideki Suzumoto's wife, Eiko Suzumoto, who died of being shot in the back.

The man was Hidetake Suzumoto himself, who committed suicide by drinking bullets with the same pistol while sitting in an office chair.

However, in order to prevent the possibility of a stand-in faking death, Wu Fengshui still took someone to check it carefully and confirmed his identity again and again.

This is the end of this matter, and it has finally come to an end.

In half a night, from the attack at eight o'clock to the present at 12 o'clock, this grievance was thoroughly understood with the fall of a force.

Looking at the corpse of the enemy, Kamihara Kan snorted coldly.

"Cheap him."

Although he was unable to take revenge on his enemies with his own hands, he did his best.

The red blood vessels were hidden under the skin, the exaggerated back muscles slowly stabilized, the hideous blood tiger figure disappeared, and under the eyes of many Wu members, his face turned pale, half kneeling on the dark red carpet, and black blood continued to flow out of his mouth and nose.

No one is surprised.

It's better to say that this is normal.

Fighting against the torrent of steel with flesh and blood, and later supporting the injury, he killed several people with hundreds of pounds of heavy objects along the way, and it is not a miracle to survive now.

"Are you alright?"

Wu Fengshui hurriedly squatted down to support Shenyuanguan.

"It's fine."

Although he responded to Wu Fengshui with a casual face, the seven orifices of the original view of the gods began to bleed, and they couldn't stop.

The rest of the Wu clan looked at each other, is this still called okay?

Wu Xingxiong bumped Wu Lianyi's shoulder and hurriedly squeezed.

"See, this is a fierce man, not only fights fiercely, but even dying is like a nobody, you learn a little."

As soon as Wu Lian was about to return the favor, Wu Fengshui turned his head and said angrily.

"Shut the hell up!"

Seeing that she was really angry, Wu Xingxiong also laughed and didn't speak.

As a killer, he is naturally very attentive to his body, and he knows how many injuries he has suffered, and as a Guwu family, he naturally has two brushes to check his injuries.

Wu Fengshui laid Shen Yuan Guan flat on the ground and examined his injuries, and found that it was far more serious than she had imagined.

"The spleen, liver, and almost all organs have varying degrees of rupture and hemorrhage, blood vessels in the body are broken, the brain is severely concussed, the auditory nerve is damaged, multiple bone cracks, soft tissue contusions, and the cerebellar balance is impaired."

The surrounding Wu clan couldn't help frowning when they heard this, it was a miracle that he was still alive, and they didn't know how he had persevered until now.

Shen Yuanguan fell to the ground, feeling that the world was spinning, and since he saw the death of his enemy, the anger in his heart was also discharged.

Although he has a physique at eighteen o'clock, he is now getting weaker and weaker, dizzy, and almost fainting.

"Send it to the hospital for emergency treatment immediately, you two take a hand!"

Under the leadership of Wu Fengshui, a group of people made him a simple stretcher and were about to carry him up.

Shen Yuanguan didn't know where the strength came from, so he suddenly grabbed Wu Fengshui's hand tightly, and half-raised his upper body.

"Hit.. Call the hospital and ask if anyone is out. ”

Although I know that now is not the time to delay, but I am afraid that he will swallow it in one go, it is better to follow him.

Wu Fengshui immediately called, and after asking a few words, he immediately said in a low voice.

"It's past the danger period, don't worry."

"That.. That's good....."

He smiled, tilted his head, and fell unconscious.

.......

That night, in a martial arts hall in Ashishita Ward.

Although it is a martial arts dojo, it is strange that a group of people in strange costumes are having a meeting.

Some of them wear sushi suits with white on top and black on the bottom, like the chefs of a restaurant.

Some of them wore coats with wide sleeves and large collars on their upper bodies and long skirts on their lower bodies, like ronin swordsmen in ancient times.

Some even wore ancient armor and held long-handled swords, exactly like soldiers.

It's just weird to the extreme.

But there were many of them, men, women, and children, and at this time, they knelt inside the dojo with weapons of different lengths, and counted at least a few hundred people.

Sitting in front of the dojo was a bald middle-aged man, wearing a red kimono on his upper body, tied with a burgundy waist rope, and tied to a ghost face with red edges on a white background, red eyes and fangs, and a ninja knife with a white scabbard inserted in his waist, about forty or fifty centimeters.

With a white towel tied to his head and crisscrossed scars all over his face, he didn't smile.

On the wooden wall behind it, there is a calligraphy and painting more than five meters long, and on it is a big ninja character.

The middle-aged man looked down with his hands on his knees, and the people below lowered their heads, their eyes were cold, and they didn't say a word, although there were many people, they were extremely qualified, and they seemed to be waiting for something at this time.

Sure enough, after a while, the door of the dojo was opened, and a young man walked in quickly.

He walked up to the bald man and respectfully handed him a black scroll with a scarlet blood moon and a black eclipse printed on either side of the scroll.

He said respectfully: "General, the time has been set, in a month and a half, in the middle of June. ”

The middle-aged man took it and opened it to see, he had been injured when he left the school, and the nerves on his face were destroyed, which was no different from facial paralysis.

"Yes, the night of the full moon is a good day, just right for settling these centuries of grievances."

The people around him had a fanatical smile on their faces when they heard this, and they couldn't help but wipe the knife in their arms.

At this moment, one of them said: "General Feiya, how many of us are in this ninja battle?" ”

The middle-aged man opened the scroll to the crowd, and there was an isolated island on it, with ten blank squares on each side.

"Ten people."

The faces of the people around him were horrified.

Not because there are too many of them, but.

One of them, about sixty or seventy, with a stiff back and an old man hanging down, stood up at once, pulled out the knife in his crutches, and the cold light on the knife was cold, and the remaining eye showed a fierce light.

"Ten people? How is this enough! We have a grudge against Koga! How can ten people be enough for us to kill, at least two hundred, and it is best to pour out of the nest like forty-three years ago! ”

Watching him wield a knife and a gun, Ueno Feifu looked displeased.

"Zuozheng, be quiet."

"But the general..."The old man Zuo Zheng looked angry, and wanted to say more.

Swish!

An afterimage flashed through the eyes of hundreds of people.

The middle-aged man Ueno Feiya moved from kneeling on the ground to ten meters away in an instant, and the ninja knife on his waist had been pulled out and firmly rested on Zuozheng's neck.

At this time, the person in front of him had just twisted his neck halfway, and before he had time to turn around, he could imagine how fast Ueno's flying arrow was!

A red line appeared on Zuo Zheng's neck, and the red blood flowed out, and he didn't dare to move, this ancestral cherry blossom ninja knife was extremely sharp, and it was a sharp weapon in their clan, even if the cherry blossom petals flew down on the blade, it would be split in two, and it would be easy to cut through the metal.

It was so tightly tied to his neck that even if he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and agitated the Adam's apple, it would cut his tracheal artery.

Half a minute later, in the face of the threat of life and death, Zuo Zheng sweated like rain, his face was bruised and almost suffocated.

Ueno Feiya also felt that the beating was enough, so he put the knife down, took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on it, and slowly put it into his waist before warning.

"Don't forget the rules of Iga, every word I say when I sit in this position, it's a matter of course! If you dare to refute it one more time, I'll cut off your head! ”

The people around him were silent, Zuo was the older generation, the elders of many people, and he had participated in the last 'Battle of the Koyi Ninja', although he was old, but his qualifications and skills were all respected.

But the rules are the rules, and it is not good to have any qualifications if you violate the rules, so no one dared to persuade in that situation just now, because the persuader is guilty of the same crime.

Zuo Zheng knew this, and also lowered his head and said yes.

Seeing this, Ueno returned to his seat.

Looking at the silent atmosphere below, I knew what was going on in their hearts.

Iga has always been established by strict rules, and the reason why they are so dull is not because they feel unfair to be strict with the elders, but because they feel depressed that they can't have a good time with Koga this time.

Although under the influence of the environment, it is now normal from generation to generation, but there are still a lot of crazy people who rush to fight to the death.

The quota of ten people, how can it satisfy the appetite of this group of evil ghost rakshasas.

But as the leader of the evil ghosts, he was naturally even worse than any of them, ten people, and he couldn't even fit between his teeth.

There is a reason why he will agree to come down.

"Since ancient times, the strength of our and Koga has always been equal, in four hundred years, how many bloody battles we have waged, tens of thousands of families have been lost, most of the inheritance has been lost, and even Iga City, where our ancestors have lived for generations, has been drowned in the bloody rain."

As he spoke, he sighed, and the sadness in it was the same as the color.

Seeing this, everyone said excitedly.

"General, we are not afraid, even if we fight with each other for hundreds of years, thousands of years, tens of thousands of years?! We'll fight them in hell! ”

Everyone in the world knows that Koga Feitian and Iga shrink the ground, the two are natural rivals, but why they fought for hundreds of years, generation after generation, and finally the human brain became a dog's brain, no one knows.

In fact, they themselves are not very clear.

I only heard Ueno Fuya sigh.

"That's right, I know that you are all good, and we have indeed maintained the reputation of Iga and the death of the crow, but after hundreds of years of fighting, I can't remember the reason for fighting with the other party, and only the words "death" are left."

"If we continue to fight like this, how can we fight for hundreds of years, thousands of years, I'm afraid that this time the two of us will come out, and we will have to fight for both sides, and the inheritance will be severed and erased from history."

When everyone heard it, although they didn't want to admit it, it was indeed the truth.

"Therefore, I have consulted with the new patriarch of Koga, and each will send ten elites, regardless of past grievances, and only decide the strongest names of Iga and Koga, Shrinking Earth and Flying Heaven."

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