The sharp blade was simply bitten to pieces.

It's as if instead of a blade is a potato chip on a West Side neck.

Seeing this scene, Yamamoto Guang's eyes shrank.

But he was not stunned, on the contrary, he immediately threw away the hilt in his hand, took out another short knife from his arms, threw himself forward, and stabbed at the side of Xicheng-shi.

In this regard, Xicheng just let go of a position and dodged the culling with his body.

Seeing this, Yamamoto Guang was actually on the side of his body, and while his fingers were flipping, the short knife also turned over, and then his arm exerted force, wrapped in a short knife, and wanted to insert it horizontally into the Xicheng-style waist.

All this happened in a coherent manner, and it is impossible for ordinary people to react.

But the Xicheng style was as expected, and he took two steps back, and at the same time, stretched out his palm to support Yamamoto Guang's palm.

Holding Yamamotohiro's stabbing blow in his hand, at the same time, Xicheng-style kicked Yamamotohiro's knee.

Click!!

A crisp cracking sound.

The inertia of his own body, coupled with the powerful and heavy kick of Xicheng style, directly kicked Yamamoto Guang's knee to smash, and the calf under the thigh bent directly in the opposite direction.

The bloodshot bones pierced out of the skin, and Yamamoto fell directly to the ground with an unstable center of gravity-

Fierce screams rang out at the same time.

This process took only a few seconds.

Noshitaka even felt a flower in front of him, and when everything in front of him stopped, Yamamoto Hiroshi was already wailing on the ground with his right leg in his arms.

Hearing this scream, Xicheng couldn't help frowning.

He raised a kick and kicked Yamamoto Hiroshi on the ground until he fainted, and then he looked at Noshitaka and said in a calm voice:

"It's your turn."

The unwavering tone of the West Side sounded like a butcher in a hurry to slaughter a pig.

"Uh... Belch... uh..."

Noshitaka looked at Yamamotohiro, who fell to the ground, and stood in place for a long time.

He was completely speechless.

This... That's not right!

That's not right at all!

"It can't be like this! My plan was perfect! I'm double insured! ”

His face turned red and he shouted angrily at Xichengshi.

Oh, yes... How is this possible?

I set up the corpse in advance, and there is a layer of double insurance for Hiroshi Yamamoto, how can it be like this!

It stands to reason that now it should be Nishijo-style falling to the ground and letting it take care of itself.

But—

Now what's going on?

"It's impossible!"

Noshitaka is completely incoherent.

Nishijo didn't bother to pay attention to his shouts, but just approached step by step.

Click, click...

The monotonous, approaching footsteps made Noshitaka finally sober up.

Xicheng's cold gaze stayed on his body like a blade.

He stood there screaming in horror, crawling and rolling to get into the fireplace.

It doesn't matter where you are, as long as you can get out of the sight of the West Castle for a while, then there is no problem.

Noshitaka has been scared.

But—

Pain!

Pain beyond expectations.

The face collided with the ground, dragging blood.

Xicheng pulled Noshitaka's head and threw it directly to the ground.

didn't have much strength, but it made Noshitaka let out a miserable scream.

The nosebleed couldn't stop flowing, the mouth was full of blood, and the eyes were even more dizzy and couldn't be opened.

"You said you're going to break my limbs, right?"

Nishijo ignored the screams and spoke calmly.

"I..."

Noshitaka opened his mouth wide, and he couldn't even speak.

That's exactly what he said...

"Do you want to put it in an electrified bathtub, or stuff it with glass shards in your mouth?"

The constant rhetorical questioning and the intense pain between the hair and scalp made Noshitaka cry like a one-meter-seven-eight child.

He kicked with both feet, waved his hands wildly, and begged for mercy with it:

"Please! Please spare me! ”

Looking at the miserable appearance of his mouth spurting blood and saying these words, Xicheng's heart was unwavering.

Look up.

This room is filled with human corpses.

Some of the corpses seemed to have been electrocuted and burned, and the black and red flesh was blurred.

Some bodies were mutilated, and ears, arms, and eyes were missing.

The terrifying cold air flowed quietly, and in the dense forest of cedar trees, this slaughterhouse-like cemetery was hidden.

Even if Xicheng has always adhered to the creed that other people's affairs have nothing to do with him, he still has a pimple in his heart when he looks at these corpses.

To be precise... As long as you have a conscience, you will probably feel an indescribable impact when you see this scene.

Many people think that the brutal murders that happened on TV would never happen in reality.

But in reality, reality is folded up.

These events just didn't happen to me.

Xicheng has never been a sentimental person.

He looked away from the hanging piece of meat, and did only one thing.

Hands, directly broken.

Feet, just step on it.

During this period, Ye Zhixiao changed from begging for mercy to swearing, and from swearing to begging for mercy again, but the Xicheng style still did not waver.

What he did, compared to what Noshitaka did to these dead people... It's simply not worth mentioning.

"Almost."

Nishijo used the remaining ropes in the cabin to tie up Noshitaka and Yamamoto Hiroshi, found some rags and stuffed them into the mouths of the two people, and then walked out of the cabin step by step.

In winter, the cold wind in the mountains is howling, which makes people's bodies feel a little cold.

"West, Westside!"

A voice of joy came.

Nishijo turned to look and saw that Takishima Yuki, who had been cowering in the bushes on the side of the road, was waving happily at him.

He nodded and asked, "I'll ask you to explain the situation to the person on the other side of the phone... How's it going? ”

"Ah, that sister named Yayin Okano said that there will be a police officer who specializes in dealing with these things at the scene soon."

Takishima Yuki handed the phone back to Nishiro Shiki, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Originally, when he heard that Nishigi-shiki was going to deal with the two thugs alone, Takishima Yuki was desperately trying to hold him.

She was also worried when she was outside, and several times when she heard the movement, she almost couldn't resist rushing in to help.

But thinking that rushing in might also be a disservice, she forcibly suppressed the urge and waited outside.

Now that she saw that Xicheng was safe and sound, she was of course relieved.

"Hmm. That's good. ”

Xicheng nodded.

"But... I still haven't figured it out, how did you know that the prisoner was here? How did you know that the prisoner was that Ye Zhixiao? Aren't there already corpses? ”

Takishima Snow couldn't help but ask.

yes, how did Nishigi know about this place? Noshitaka didn't show any flaws, and the footprints along the way were also covered by the heavy snow at night. In terms of corpses, Takishima Snow couldn't see any clues.

"......" Xicheng style.

He glanced at Takishima Yuki, thought about it, and still opened his mouth to explain.

"The corpse prepared by Noshitaka really can't be seen from the height and the color of the dyed hair. But the right fingers of the corpse were missing something crucial. ”

"Missing something critical from the fingers of your right hand?"

Takishima Yuki subconsciously recalled what Noshitaka was wearing.

And then—

Her eyes widened: "Missing the ring!" ”

Yes, Noshitaka wears a ring on his right hand, and that's how he did when they first met.

But the right hand of the corpse was bare, and there was nothing.

Can... What kind of observation is this?

Takishima Xue looked at the young man in front of him, and was speechless for a while.

In that case, you can still detect such subtle flaws... It's simply...

"The process of discovering this cabin was actually not difficult." Seeing that she had figured it out, Xicheng Shi spoke again: "This is a mountain camping area, and there are very few places where you can hide a large number of corpses. ”

He turned his head to look at the wooden house behind him, "And the caretaker's hut in the abandoned campground is the best place to hide the corpses... Search the internet to find out this place. ”

Westside shrugged.

It may seem mysterious, but it's actually there... Even a simple speculation that even the reader can think of.

After all, Ye Zhixiao has already exposed a big problem in forging corpses-