Hearing Yamamoto Eko spit out two words contemptuously, the leader who spoke was not angry, and with a wave of his hand, several people surrounding Yamamoto Eko immediately withdrew from the battle.

Two men hurried over to inspect the wounds of their disemboweled, still wailing in pain.

One drew his knife and slashed lightly at the wounded man's neck, and the man finally ceased to be in pain and died.

The leader glanced at him from afar, motioned for his men to take the body to the car, and walked to Yamamoto alone.

At this time, there is no escaping the situation. Yamamoto Teko stepped forward, showing a more agile and swift body, fighting with a dagger against a long knife.

Although the leader didn't say anything grandiose and gestured, he treated Yamamoto Eko like a child, dodged lightly, and let her make a few moves without making a move.

This kind of behavior is really infuriating.

In a moment of urgency, Yamamoto Teko was bloodily disrupted, the strength and speed were not properly controlled, the heartbeat intensified, and she gasped after a while.

"You still have three more moves." The leader is still unhurried, and he says a word casually, but he is moved to kill.

For the arrogance of the enemy, Yamamoto Teko did not say a word, and with the help of bloody anger, the speed suddenly increased dramatically.

The first move, cutting the enemy's wrist, was dodged.

The second move, stabbing the enemy in the back, was dodged.

The third trick -

Eko Yamamoto gave up her defense and stabbed her opponent in the heart with a short knife.

Speed has become the key to determining the life and death of the two.

The other party held the knife in his right hand and slashed at Yamamoto Eko's neck.

"Boom-"

The sound of metal clashing came out of place.

The eyes of the people who swept the array widened, and they saw that the leader's raised hand was empty.

His long knife swished out and sank into the concrete wall by the roadside, its blade trembling violently and making a buzzing-buzzing sound.

It all came so suddenly, so unbelievably that when the people came to their senses to look at the two men who were fighting, they saw that the leader was lying on his back on the ground, blood dripping from his side.

Eko Yamamoto looked at the corpse in front of her with a frightened expression.

She was sacrificing her life just now, but now although she successfully killed her opponent, she was still afraid in her heart.

She saw the strangeness of the crowd, and found that the steel knife in the man's hand was gone, and looked for the buzzing tremor, and the steel knife had been plunged deep into the wall.

Someone is helping themselves.

Yamamoto Eko felt a burst of ecstasy in her heart, and under the exchange of joy and anger, her head was dizzy, and her body shook a few times.

Seeing this, the remaining Assassins pounced and tried to subdue Yamamoto Teko.

"Ahh

People are gone.

Obviously, Eko Yamamoto, who was about to faint, disappeared from front of her eyes.

"Look - over there."

Someone finally couldn't hold his breath and exclaimed. Everyone followed the direction of his finger and found that Yamamoto Teko was already fifty meters away.

Next to her stood a slender figure, presumably a man, taller than Yamamoto Eko, but looking much thinner than her.

Full. Saving people under the knife, and even bringing people to fifty meters away in an instant, this is indeed terrifying.

A group of assassins swarmed up, but saw a few flashes of red light, and everyone's heads instantly floated, and only a few people were left to stagger, blood spurting out of the cavity like a fountain.

It wasn't until the blood weakened that several corpses fell to the ground.

The man was wearing a hoodie, the hood was large, the brim of the hat was pressed down to cover his face, only his chin could be seen, and he was indeed a thin man.

The hoodie shot twice, but no one could see his movements clearly, let alone his face.

No one could even say whether those red rays of light were his blades or the hallucinations caused by the blood spraying.

There was only one Assassin left, the leader who had been silent.

"Who the hell are you?" Finally, he was no longer silent and asked in surprise.

The hoodie stood coldly beside Eko Yamamoto, and she didn't mean to speak at all.

"That red light just now, is it the Red Moon Blade?" The still alive leader asked.

The hoodie didn't react at all.

However, when Eko Yamamoto heard the words "Red Moon Blade", her body shook again, and she looked at the people around her with wide eyes and surprise.

The hoodie stood next to her, and even she couldn't see the face, and she seemed to rip off his hood to see who he was.

If it weren't for the enemy, she would have done that.

Yamamoto bit her lip and tried her best to restrain her curiosity, trying to take her eyes off her hoodie and continue to stare at the enemy in front of her.

"You don't even want to speak, you're someone I know?" The Assassin leader continued to probe the Assassin Leader.

"A few of you are dressed like this, and you don't even want to use your own blades and your usual kung fu, I'm afraid you're the ones I know."

Yamamoto saw that the hoodie didn't want to pay attention to the assassin leader at all, and preemptively said.

"Hmph, since that's the case, there's no way to keep you alive." The Assassin leader threw out a vicious sentence.

"Hey, do you say this to show that you are very powerful and give yourself a little psychological comfort?" Eko Yamamoto deliberately angered him.

"Miss Yamamoto is thinking too much."

The Assassin leader was still quite confident in the face of the hoodie.

Hoodie picked up a long knife on the ground, handed it to Yamamoto Teko to defend herself, and took the initiative to meet the assassin leader.

He did this in order to distract the enemy. The leader of the Assassins was also a master of the arts, and if he stayed by Yamamoto's side to fight him, he could not be negligent.

The two powerhouses fought for the first time, and the speed of the hoodie was obviously a point faster, and the body was smart, and the sword light cut through the silence, like the shadow of a goose passing through the cold pool.

The assassin leader responded to the counterattack, calmly and fiercely, with rapid strength, and the silver light in the dark tunnel, at first glance, there was a lightning flash to collapse the sky.

After several staggered figures, the assassin leader spoke out again: "Hehe, young man, is it the first time to kill someone?" ”

The Assassin's words were seven points indifferent and three points contemptuous, deliberately showing disdain for the hoodie.

Teko Yamamoto is also killing for the first time, and she understands that killing people in a hurry is still different from taking the enemy's life in a battle, and it takes more determination.

The kung fu of this hoodie is indeed shocking, but just now he cut off the heads of a few people, but he was forced by the situation, and now he is entangled with this assassin leader, and he is not ruthless, and he is obviously much younger.

The hoodie ignored the assassin's provocation. It's just that he keeps increasing his speed and maintains a suppressive posture against the enemy.

"Hey, old thing, do you think you can't beat others, and you want to play with your mouth?"

When the word cannon came out, Eko Yamamoto felt a little ashamed, if it weren't for the matter of life and death, she would definitely be embarrassed to say this kind of word.

"Hehe, Miss Eko don't have to bother, I used the voice changing technique, you can't tell who I am." The Assassin leader said with a playful smile.

Seeing through by the other party, Eko Yamamoto pursed her lips and said unconvinced: "Hmph, what are you afraid of, when you are killed by him in a while, I will look at it carefully, Miss, I am afraid that I will not recognize you?" ”

"Miss, let's take care of yourself."

The leader of the assassin has changed his tactics several times to continuously improve his body, but he didn't expect the other party to be faster, and he has been suppressed, and he can't help but be stunned.

"Young man, your body is faster than the old man, are you a nerve infiltrator?"

The Assassin leader was so interested in the identity of the hoodie that he couldn't help but lose his temper and questioned him repeatedly.

The hoodie remained silent.

This person is so calm, just a dumb person who has been asked a few times, and he will whine a few times if he doesn't make a few strokes.

It suddenly became clear to Yamamoto that in the eyes of the Assassin, the hoodie was a huge variable in their battle with the Yamamoto family, not only in this interception, but in many more wars in the future.

What's more, he still has the Red Moon Blade in his hand.

That's why he kept spying on the other party's reality.

But who is he?

Could it be him?

Thinking of that person, the corners of Yamamoto Eko's mouth couldn't help but show an innocent smile.