"Drive!" At this time, about 2 kilometers north of the place where Rakshasa and Muto Daiharu were fighting, Suzuki Ai rode his horse and galloped wildly towards this side.

Ai Suzuki had promised her husband to flee to Campbell City with her daughter, but now she is alone and rushes back, and their favorite daughter Sakurako is nowhere to be found.

"Great Spring...... You can't be okay, you can't leave us. Ai Suzuki had tears on her face at this time, and a string of tears slipped onto the tip of her tall nose, and her husband's former smile in the tears made her more and more desperate, "Oharu ......" Ai Suzuki trembled and called out her husband's name, as if she wanted to recover all the time she had just missed.

"Mommy-Mommy, I want Mommy !!"

About 7 kilometers southeast of the outskirts of Campbell, there is a small white wooden building, and in the vegetable garden in front of the wooden building, an old man is holding a little girl tightly in his arms, she is crying with difficulty and sadness, but she is obviously tired of crying, and is still crying hoarsely to find her mother. The old man finally picked up the girl in distress and walked towards the wooden building.

"Child, your mother will come back to you, don't cry. Tell me what's your name, okay? The old man comforted the girl as he wiped tears from her face.

The little girl looked at the wrinkled old grandmother and shook her head, she only wanted her mother and father at the moment, and in the face of this completely strange grandmother, she sobbed sadly and did not want to say a word to her.

"I'm sure your mom loves you, she'll come back to you, she might have something urgent to deal with, I think so." The old man continued to comfort the little girl, who had just hastily entrusted the child to herself, and the other man simply begged herself: "Please help me take care of my daughter."

The mother's eyes were full of reluctance and helplessness, and the old man could see that the mother was making a difficult choice, and the old man finally nodded as he looked at the tears in her eyes, and then the young mother rode away without looking back. Even though the little girl chased her far away, she never looked back, and the old man knew that maybe she would never come back.

"Poor boy!" The old man shook his head and sighed, looking at the little girl with swollen eyes from crying, she couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.

"Hiss......" Suddenly, a sharp and rapid hiss broke the silence of the path.

"Gotta get it......" Suzuki's horse finally broke out of the woods and came to the only trail of sheep's guts, and continued to run west.

At this time, Ai Suzuki looked at the woods around the trail, and she knew that Daiharu Muto should be somewhere in front of her, because they had just separated near here.

"Drive!" Ai Suzuki clamped her legs between her legs, and the horse was ordered to gallop forward even harder, desperate to find Daiharu Muto and Rakshasa, because Ai Suzuki knew that they might have started a fight. After all, they are all top fighters, but Muto Daiharu does not have the ruthlessness and cunning of Rakshasa, which is what Ai Suzuki worries.

Suddenly, a horse in the distance caught Ai Suzuki's eye, which was already lying on the ground and dying. Ai Suzuki then noticed that there was a small airship parked not far behind the horse, which was supposed to be the Rakshasa car. But both of them were gone, and Ai Suzuki jumped off the horse to take a look, the poor horse had broken his left front leg, and had been shot in the neck, and the big wound was gurgling blood, and the fallen leaves on the ground around it had been dyed bright red, and the horse had obviously just died.

Ai Suzuki squatted down and touched the horse's head, and found that Daharu's light photon weapon was still falling next to her, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes.

Ai Suzuki knew that although he might not have had the opportunity to use the photon weapon on such an occasion, Daiharu would never easily abandon the weapon he was familiar with if he was not in a hurry. However, Ai Suzuki tried to calm herself down, wiped the tears from her nose with the back of her hand, and continued to check the traces and clues around her.

At this time, Suzuki Ai quickly found a few more crooked pine ferns in the jungle on the left, and it was obvious that this should be where they entered the woods, so she tied her horse to the tree next to her and quickly fled towards the woods.

Ai Suzuki followed the fern jungle on the ground, carefully tracking all the way, for fear of missing every turning point. Suddenly, a beam of white light from the ground quickly swept across Ai Suzuki's eyes, and she immediately stopped, turned around and squatted down to check, and found that it was the familiar dagger that her husband was carrying.

Ai Suzuki picked up the dagger and looked at it, his brows were tightly locked, the situation was not good, Daharu's dagger was lost, which may be easier to lose.

"Hold on, Dachun." Suzuki thought silently in his heart, not daring to slack off at all, and continued to follow the trajectory on the ground.

"Drink!" In the woods hundreds of meters away from Ai Suzuki, the drop held a short leather whip in his hand, ran two steps and stepped on the big tree trunk on the left, and finally flew up, quickly picked up his right leg and swept towards Muto Daiharu's neck.

This volley side kick was full of force, and Muto Daiharu had just stood up from the ground, seeing that it was too late for him to dodge, and at the same time watching the opponent's leather boots Tiger Wind approaching him.

Muto Daiharu only stood on his tiptoes slightly, blocked the left side with both hands, and forcibly took the leg of the rakshasa force, and the strong force kicked Muto Daiharu in the air nearly three meters away, and slammed into a pine tree behind him.

Muto Daiharu suddenly felt a little dizzy in his head and his hands ached, but he finally quickly stood up, and then angrily turned around and kicked back, smashing into the rakshasa who continued to pounce on him.

Rakshasa was caught off guard, and he was hit on the shoulder, and finally bounced back two meters. Daiharu Muto struggled and then rushed forward, flying up in the air and slamming his right elbow at the rakshasa on the ground.

Rakshasa is not a vegetarian after all, although he has no time to dodge, but the master knows that he relies on his legs to inflict long-distance fatal attacks on each other, and he quickly raises his right leg to kick Da Chun. Seeing this, Da Chun had no choice but to turn his attack into defense, protecting his ribs with his left hand, and was swept to the right by the Rakshasa and fell to the ground.

Rakshasa didn't follow up this time, he stopped and rubbed his shoulders, obviously Muto Daiharu was not as easy to deal with as he imagined, and it could even be said that his strength was not comparable. However, he originally wanted to seize the opportunity to defeat Muto, but in fact, from the beginning of the shootout, to the running out of bullets, and then to the current hand-to-hand combat, it has been proved that Muto's reaction speed and physical fitness are outstanding, although on the surface Rakshasa has the upper hand, but he knows very well that this is a contest of endurance and willpower.

Only by consuming it can there be results. At this time, Muto on the other side finally stood up, he turned his head, felt a little pain in his hands, his head was still sober, looking at the surprisingly calm Rakshasa opposite, he secretly exclaimed in his heart, this guy is really an excellent killer, his movements are sensitive, and he is decisive and vicious, and today he estimates that he is more than lucky, because he didn't see that the other party was tired, and although he was still full of physical strength, but in the face of this fierce opponent, there was no chance to hit the opponent hard.

Secondly, Rakshasa's left knee was still a little swollen and painful because he had just fallen off the horse, and in the next battle, he must be more rigorous than ever before and not make any mistakes, otherwise the victory or defeat will be known immediately.

Rakshasa took a look at his surroundings, threw away the leather whip in his hand, and looked at Muto with great seriousness. Muto Daiharu saw him throw away the leather whip, and was in doubt, Rakshasa spoke: "I have to admit that you are a respectable opponent. After saying that, he spread his hands and signaled that they would continue to fight without weapons.