Under the purification of the flames and lava in Li Mu's hands, all the items in the hot spring inn that were contaminated with resentment and yin qi were burned by Li Mu, including the strange red lantern at the door.

Li Mu and Shuang'er cleaned up a guest room that looked fairly clean and tidy, and found two clean bedding to spread on the ground to complete the layout of the room. After cleaning up all this, Li Mu changed into a bathrobe prepared for the guests and went straight to the backyard of the hotel.

The backyard of the hot spring inn is a small Japanese garden surrounded by a blue brick wall, with a few green bamboos in the corners, a few cherry trees planted on the edges, and a winding stone path leading to the back door of the garden. There is also an artificial creek in the courtyard, and at the end of the stream is a small pond, which is surrounded by Taihu Lake stones, and the water surface is steaming. The most amazing thing is that half of the pond is outside the house, and the other half is inside. A curtain separates the pool from the pool, allowing guests to choose whether to enjoy the hot spring outdoors or indoors.

"It took a lot of thought to set it up, but it's a pity." Li Mu shook his head, took off his bathrobe, and entered the pond.

The warm pool water wrapped Li Mu, and his tired body was relaxed at this moment, Li Mu closed his eyes, soaked a hand towel and covered his face, enjoying a rare tranquility and leisure.

Click, click, click, a familiar sound of slippers came from the house, the footsteps stopped beside Li Mu, followed by the sound of clothes rubbing, a pair of gentle hands gently leaned Li Mu's head on his legs, and the soft ten fingers gently pressed on Li Mu's head, gently kneading it.

No one spoke, and everything went on quietly.

Relaxed, quiet, gentle and with a little warmth, everything seems so natural and harmonious in this moonlit courtyard like water.

Three days flew by.

While Li Mu was enjoying hot springs and massages, the city of Tokyo was in chaos.

A large group of martial artists who were eliminated from the audition held all kinds of strange weapons, constantly besieging and intercepting those martial artists who had obtained invitations.

These people did not care about the occasion at all, and made great moves in all kinds of public places, on the streets, in the squares, in the restaurants, in the hotels, whenever they found a martial artist with an invitation card, they flocked to it, and all kinds of powerful weapons appeared in an endless stream. Some even detonated high-performance explosives in the square.

And once someone succeeded in snatching the invitation from the besieged martial artist, the remaining weird guys who had just joined forces with him began to besiege the lucky one again, until only one person left on the battlefield or the person who got the invitation managed to escape.

In addition to these crazy nerves about invitations, the city of Tokyo seems to be mixed with several unidentified bandits, who, like those martial artists, are constantly attacking the mansions and buildings of famous martial artists in Tokyo, major museums, exhibition centers, private museums and even imperial palaces in Tokyo with strange weapons.

These people seem to be frantically looting for old weapons, armor and the like. However, I have little interest in calligraphy, painting, porcelain and the like of the same period. All kinds of precious cultural relics were discarded on the ground at will, which made many cultural relics restorers sad.

This anomaly caused the chief of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department to scratch off a lot of hair, but there was still no solution. He had sent a large number of police officers to the key areas, each of them equipped with guns, and even used special police and helicopters, but he still could not stop the robbers who were like wolves.

They came and went like the wind, madly ransacking everything that interested them in the city. And frantically destroying everything that stands in their way. And the worst part is that until now, the people of the Metropolitan Police Department have not even caught a single suspect, not even the body of a single suspect.

As a last resort, the Metropolitan Police Department invited all the famous martial artists in Kyoto to join in and prepare to strangle these abominable thugs. However, just as the Metropolitan Police Department was preparing to act, the storm-like chaos suddenly stopped. Those troublesome criminals disappeared as if they had disappeared overnight, leaving the well-prepared Metropolitan Police Department without its goal, as if it had been punched with all its strength.

The Metropolitan Police Department, which had been preparing for a long time in vain, aimed its anger at those rioters who took advantage of the fire to rob. On this day, countless police and SWAT officers were dispatched to drive groups of thugs and bikers together, and then arrested them one by one to the Metropolitan Police Department or thrown directly into prisons, and for a time the prisons in Tokyo were overcrowded.

Amid the reports of the Metropolitan Police Department's vigorous crackdown on rioters, the rematch of the KOF contest quietly began in a mountain resort outside Tokyo.

The format of the semi-finals is very simple, the martial artists who receive the invitation can form their own teams, the number of teams is one to four, each team will receive a small number plate, all teams will be sent to a jungle, only the team that reaches the tower in the jungle within two days and holds two number plates in their hands can enter the finals.

The ban on firearms and weapons has been lifted in the rematch, but killing is still prohibited, but as long as you can avoid the cameras and don't leave a handle, even killing a few people is no problem. Of course, the premise is that it must not be discovered, otherwise, it will be eliminated.

The rules have been announced, causing an uproar among many martial artists below. There has never been a KOF competition in the past that has adopted such a format, and the rule of contact with guns has stunned many martial artists. However, there are also many people who secretly rejoice. You don't have to guess that the people who secretly rejoice in this must be those who are good at firearms, and those who are frowning are those who are good at fists and kicks or local indigenous martial artists.

"Anyway, the format is what it is, and if there are people who are unhappy with the format, they can opt out. If there is no objection, you can go to the side to get the number plate, there are helicopters in the square outside, and each team will be randomly dropped into the forest by a helicopter, I wish you all good luck. After saying that, the middle-aged man in a suit left the high platform after announcing it, while several girls in kimonos appeared at the door with several boxes, needless to say, containing the number plates of the team.

There was an uproar in the venue. Many indigenous warriors are protesting loudly, while others are bowing their heads in contemplation and silent.

And the players gathered in twos and threes. Those who had formed a team were naturally easy to say, and those who were lone wanderers got together to form temporary squads to tide over the difficulties together.

"Childe, do we need to woo two people?" Shuang'er came to Li Mu's side, "A team can form up to four people, and if we add two people, our strength will be a little stronger." ”

"No," Li Mu raised his hand to stop Shuang'er's words, "This kind of temporary team is the most unreliable, there is almost no trust between players, sometimes a piece of equipment can break a team apart, not to mention this kind of unsecured team, I don't want to guard against sneak attackers and my own people after entering the jungle." There were only two of us in the team who were more reliable. Let's go, let's go out first. Saying that, Li Mu strode to the door, took out a number plate from the box and walked out.