Whoop ......, da-da-da!

In the early morning, the cool breeze blows away the dullness of the night, so that those who stay up late are clearer. In front of the gate of a wealthy manor house www.biquge.info, two guards in black suits were chatting in low voices.

It is a large manor house located on the outskirts of Tokyo, built on a large hill and covering a large area, and the overall style is biased towards the Meiji period. Most of the wooden houses are open to the public, with tiled surfaces, stone foundations, paper windows, and sliding partitions, all of which have a quaint style. The whole is connected by strips of corridors, and the architectural structure is extremely exquisite.

It was in such a quiet, elegant environment that an extremely incongruous figure walked all the way down the stone pavement and appeared in front of the thick wooden gate of this large manor. The two guards in suits were completely stunned when they saw this person, where did this guy come from?

The man was dressed in a black samurai suit with half sleeves and a hat with a black veil covering the brim, fluttering with his footsteps, but his face could not be seen clearly. He had a katana hanging from his waist and wooden shoes at his feet, and he creaked all the way.

If this person is just dressed as a samurai, it doesn't matter, but there are several drones in front of and behind this person, far and near. There are even drones that fly directly into the manor for high-altitude shooting at a wide angle, buzzing non-stop.

What the* is this crazy guy out of that theater?

"This is the main dojo of the Ishii Society, right? Presumably Katsuo Ishii was inside. The voice of the mysterious warrior came from under the brim of the black gauze hat, and he said in a deep voice, "Go and inform him that the day of the end has come." ”

Cold, indifferent, fearless, what a scene!

But the two guards couldn't appreciate it, they were not angry, and scolded angrily: "Baga, don't mess around here, get out of here immediately!" ”

Seeing the guard rushing up to grab his shoulder in a hurry, the mysterious samurai twisted his foot and said secretly in his heart: "How can a Japanese samurai like to wear wooden shoes?" It hurts my feet. ”

The four hands were about to grab the mysterious samurai and knock him down, and both guards were thinking: this eye-catching neurotic must be quickly removed, otherwise the chairman will find out, it will be a joke, and he will be punished.

But before the guard's hand could touch the samurai's body, the katana hanging from his waist was pulled out, and a vicious wind slashed at him.

The two guards were immediately startled, and their hearts were cold, seeing that this knife could not be avoided no matter what, they lamented in their hearts: "It's over, this is too careless." I didn't expect this madman to draw his knife so quickly. ”

At the same time, in a roadside forest a few hundred meters away from the main dojo, there was thunderous cheer in a bus. The bear child in his thirties looked at the screens of more than a dozen laptops with excitement, and the high-definition camera clearly showed the moment the knife was drawn.

"Uncle, invincible! The moment the knife is drawn, it feels like you're going to be dissected. ”

"This must be a secret knife drawing technique, right? It's amazing! ”

"Oh my God, I really want to learn this amazing skill from my uncle."

"Me too, me too, me too."

A bunch of bear children were stunned. And in the driver's seat, Rika's father served as the driver of the operation. The middle-aged man originally thought that he was going to take his children out for an outing, but who knew that when he arrived at his destination, which guy dressed as a samurai actually carried a knife to pick up the dojo of the Ishii Society.

This guy is simply more daring than the sky! But now seeing the scene filmed by the drone, Rika's father was horrified, and there was only one word to describe the mysterious samurai - unfathomable!

And at the door of the dojo, two guards were hit in the neck without the slightest block. It's just that there is no flesh and blood, only screams and wails, and the katana is wooden, and the blade is quite thick, equivalent to a stick being pumped up. Although they didn't die, the two guards still fell without a hum.

This person dressed as a warrior is naturally Zhou Qingfeng, he snorted coldly with disdain, put a knife into the sheath, and said coolly: "You trash, you are not qualified to die under my knife." ”

"Uncle, this line is amazing!"

"Handsome, my whole body trembled. Uncle, I will be your admirer from now on. ”

"Wrong, a great warrior like Uncle, you don't even have the qualifications to worship him."

Listening to the words coming from the wireless microphone, the bus screamed again, and a group of bears and children handed over their knees to Zhou Qingfeng unconditionally.

And at this moment in the dojo, Katsuo Ishii has just gotten up. This man is in his fifties, with a gloomy face, and is the third generation of the Ishii Society. The Ishii Society under his control has thousands of people, and it is a large force in the Sumiyoshi Society, far from being comparable to a small character like Kitagawa Joji.

When I got up in the morning, I had a waiter to serve Katsuo Ishii, and everything had to be done according to the rules, which seemed slow and unhurried. But in this peaceful atmosphere, a miserable scream suddenly sounded in the manor dojo - ah......!

This scream was terrible and terrifying, giving people goosebumps. For Katsuo Ishii, who holds his own identity and values the most rules, this is too unbearable. But he didn't speak, just glanced at the cronies who were with him. The cronies immediately bowed and said, "Hey, I'll check it out right away." ”

Well, maybe it's just that a newcomer to a new organization has some accident, and then it's okay to cut off your fingers and punish one or two. Katsuo Ishii thought about it and calmed his mind again. He walked out of his room and into the courtyard outside, breathed in the fresh air, and instructed, "Prepare the pen and ink, I want to take advantage of the early morning time to practice calligraphy." ”

Calligraphy is an elegant art that can make people calm and forget their troubles, which is especially suitable for self-cultivation. Soon a low table was placed under the dripping eaves of the courtyard, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were arranged one by one, and the maid also dipped the brush in the ink and carefully handed it to the elder.

Chairman Ishii took the brush and took several deep breaths in a row to write down 'Silence'. After writing it, he felt extremely satisfied, today's writing is mellow, the structure is correct, and the heart is direct, which is better than what was written in the past.

It's good, it's good! The subordinates who followed the president saw that their boss had a smile on his face, and hurriedly praised him.

But before the voice of praise could be spoken, another scream of 'Ah......' came from a distance. This time scared Katsuo Ishii, who had just calmed down, and with a shake of his hand, a large drop of ink fell from the end of the pen, staining the entire rice paper.

This second scream was even more terrible than the first, and it was as creepy as encountering a ghost on a night walk. Katsuo Ishii's face suddenly jumped with anger, and he looked back at his entourage and shouted, "Go find out what happened?" ”

Hi ......, another attendant bowed his head and turned to go out. But not long after this man went out, he ran back in a panic, his originally properly ironed black suit was wrinkled in the blink of an eye, and there was an extra bloody scar on his face, and what made Katsuo Ishii even more stunned was that this guy stammered and shouted: "President, a terrible samurai has come in." ”

Are you kidding me, there are still samurai these days?! (To be continued.) )