Chapter 161, Killing is Art

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Zhao Fengyuan's delicate face was full of pain, the wet rain flowed down her hair from her cheeks, and the right hand holding the dagger began to tremble, the man carrying her was the great enemy who caused her family to be ruined, but, not long ago, this man let himself live, and now there is a woman who has a grudge against her waiting for this man to save her, and Zhao Fengyuan also knows very well that if she doesn't take advantage of this opportunity, maybe she won't want to take revenge again for the rest of her life, slowly raised the dagger in her hand, and leaned towards Fang Weifeng's neck little by little, she knew very well that if this dagger could penetrate Fang Weifeng's neck, then, Zhaojia Village's revenge has to be avenged.

The dagger approached Fang Weifeng's neck little by little.

At the very moment.

This girl, whose conscience was still not extinguished by hatred in her heart, still gave up her choice to take revenge now, took two deep breaths, put away the dagger, and said to Fang Weifeng with a tired and tired face: "People should be in front." ”

And Fang Weifeng also heard the sound of the fight in front of him at this moment, put Zhao Fengyuan on the ground, and said, "Thank you for today's incident." ”

Zhao Fengyuan opened her mouth, although she didn't take the opportunity to kill Fang Weifeng before, but at this moment, she wanted to let her greet Fang Weifeng politely, for this girl who didn't have the slightest scheming city, had been growing up in an ivory tower, and hadn't been beaten by the slightest wind and rain.

Fang Weifeng, who had walked two steps, suddenly stopped, squinted at Zhao Fengyuan, who was a little lonely and floating in the wind and rain, and said with an evil face: " Remember, if you want to seek revenge on me in the future, it is best to be 100% sure before you start, if you choose to stab the dagger down just now, regardless of the life and death of another woman, then, I will also ignore the promise to Zhao Qiankun, and strangle you, I will give you ten years, if I were you, I would choose to start in the last year, the first three years will first cultivate your own forces, and then use two years to fully understand what your enemy is like, and finally spend another four years to prepare. ”

After listening to Fang Weifeng's remarks, Zhao Fengyuan, who was trembling in the rain, had a pale face and a look of shame.

After all, compared with those politicians, her face is more than 108,000 miles apart, and even the back still feels a burst of coldness, the man in front of her is already so strong that it is not her little head can imagine, step by step towards the place where her third uncle lives, only to walk through the corner of the street, I saw that the third uncle who had been stained red with blood even if it was rain could not be washed off was still standing at the intersection waiting for himself, thinking of his grievances, Zhao Fengyuan directly threw himself into the arms of this bearded man, and cried bitterly, crying so much that my liver and intestines were broken, I saw pity, seems to want to vent all the grievances suffered today in one breath.

It wasn't until she finished crying that the bearded man said softly: "Okay, go back, if you drench it any longer, you'll get sick." ”

"Yes!"

Zhao Fengyuan, whose eyes were red and swollen, nodded obediently, and silently followed the bearded man, thinking of what the man said when he was leaving, Zhao Fengyuan raised his head and said, "Third uncle, why is that man so strong?"

"I don't know. The bearded man's eyes twitched for a moment before he said, " Feng Kite, there is no absolute certainty, don't make a rash move on that man, even if he is a patient man, he doesn't like to deal with a woman's assassination of him every day, not to mention, this woman can be killed by him with a move of his fingers, your grandfather doesn't like to play chess very much in his life, it can be said that this time, it is the most dangerous move he has played in his life, whether this son is right or wrong, he doesn't know, Fang Weifeng doesn't know, I don't know, you don't know, only ten years later, we can see with our own eyes。 ”

Zhao Fengyuan looked at the beard as if she didn't understand.

"Third uncle, I want to learn something. ”

"Learn what?"

"Learn everything. ”

"Okay, if you want to learn, the third uncle will teach you, the third uncle will teach you everything, and if the third uncle can't, go find someone to teach you." The bearded man said with a serious face.

"Yes!"

Zhao Fengyuan nodded lightly, and a trace of unbearable look flashed in his bearded eyes, he knew what kind of price this little girl who was not polluted in the greenhouse next, but he couldn't change all this, whether it was for the Zhao family, or for the old man who used his granddaughter as a bet and sacrificed his life in order to play this last move。

Rainy night.

Han Yan, who was holding a demon knife in his hand, had been stained red with blood, and a lot of water had accumulated on the ground, blood and water were mixed together, and there was a faint smell of blood around him.

The crazy demon Jiro on the opposite side obviously didn't want to kill this woman immediately, but slowly tortured, especially when he saw the people under his hands, slashing at this woman one by one, leaving hideous wounds on this woman's body, a trace of morbid heat also appeared on the face of the crazy demon Jiro, seeing that Han Yan's physical strength was becoming more and more difficult to support, the crazy demon Jiro smiled faintly: "If you dare to kill the people of our Yamaguchi-gumi, I will make him pay the price ten times and a hundred times, and no one can be an exception." ”

Now Han Yan has almost reached the end of the crossbow, and he did not answer the words of the mad demon Jiro.

A member of the Eight Tribes of the Yamaguchi Group saw that Han Yan's body had begun to sway, and gritted his teeth and slashed at Han Yan's back, and the latter suddenly lifted the demon knife in his hand and thrust it back.

Inserted directly into the chest of this member of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

Kill with a single sword.

However, the katana of this Yamaguchi-gumi member also slashed into Han Yan's back.

A life, in exchange for a scar on Han Yan.

Han Yan's combat effectiveness and tenacity were indeed beyond Mad Mojiro's expectations, and he also wanted to recruit this woman in his heart, but after investigating the information of this woman, he knew that he had no way to recruit this woman, and the only way was to completely strangle this woman in the cradle, and seeing that the time was almost up, Mad Mojiro said lightly in Japanese: "Okay, get rid of the people, let's get out of here." ”

"Hey!"

Han Yan herself also knows very well that she is almost at the end of the crossbow now, if the remaining twenty or so members of the Eight Tribes of Swallowtail rush up at the same time, even if she is three heads and six arms, she will not be able to resist the attacks of these Yamaguchi groups, and a smile of that man appeared in her mind, even Han Yan, who has never seen the slightest expression on her face, showed a shallow smile at the corner of her mouth, and whispered: "I can't kill for you anymore." ”

"Sister, I have avenged you, I have killed many, many enemies. ”

"Sister, I'm really a little reluctant to leave him!"

"Sister, you wait for me. ”

"Poof!"

With the sound of a katana slashing into **, Han Yan saw that the man with a smile on his face had appeared in front of him, as always, with a smile, but it made people have a creepy taste, almost all of Fang Weifeng's expressions were portrayed in the bottom of his heart, Han Yan knew that this man was really angry this time, and the smile on his face had a hint of coldness.

When he saw Fang Weifeng suddenly appear here, Mad Demon Jiro was also stunned, and in an instant, five or six members of the Eight Clans under his hands died in Fang Weifeng's hands in a row, and the rest of the people did not rush up again, but surrounded Fang Weifeng and Han Yan.

Seeing Han Yan's crumbling body, Fang Weifeng gently hugged her in his arms.

"How?"

Han Yan shook his head effortlessly and said softly, "It's okay." ”

Seeing Han Yan's injury, Fang Weifeng's eyes became colder and colder, but he didn't notice that the cold woman lying in his arms also had a flush on her cheeks, and Han Yan, who was almost filled with killing, didn't know when, she was a little envious of those women who could have this man's arms in the right light, but she knew very well that she might not be qualified to enter this embrace in her life, and she was already satisfied to be able to stay by this man's side and kill for this man.

Feeling the coldness of Han Yan's body, Fang Weifeng took off his coat, draped it on Han Yan's body, hugged her, and said with a slight smile: "Wait for me, it will be fine immediately." ”

Han Yan nodded, and hurriedly reminded: "There are also gunmen ambushed around. ”

"Yes!"

"Fang Weifeng, I didn't expect us to meet on such an occasion. Mad Mojiro said with a smile on his face.

Fang Weifeng didn't pay attention to the mad demon Jiro, but rushed directly towards one of the members of the Eight Tribes of the Swallowtail, the speed was like lightning, especially the katana in his hand, which fell into Fang Weifeng's hand, which was more beautiful than when Han Yan danced.

Killing is a kind of physical and technical work.

So art is a good thing.

Seeing Fang Weifeng's flowing killing moves, Mad Demon Jiro's brows furrowed slightly, and he gestured to the gunmen who were ambushed around.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Several gunshots rang out in succession.

One of them penetrated directly from Fang Weifeng's shoulders, and the others hit the waterhole at Fang Weifeng's feet, causing bursts of splashes, as well as the dull sound of the collision between the child and the ground, there was a feeling of numbness in the whole silent night, and Fang Weifeng in his shoulder only stopped for a moment, and the katana in his hand danced again.

Seeing that the members of the swallowtail eight tribes of the Yamaguchi group were as vulnerable as a chicken and a dog in this man's hands, Mad Demon Jiro's brows were also furrowed, and he subconsciously held the katana wrapped around his waist.

"Kill him. ”

The children are typed out one by one.

Even if it's Fang Weifeng.

The previous time he dodged was just luck, but now if he continues to stay here, within a minute, he will definitely be plugged, and after a few rolls, he came to Han Yan's side under the eaves, and saw the wound on Fang Weifeng's shoulder, Han Yan's face also became iron-blue, and from the first day of being a soldier to the present, Fang Weifeng, who has been injured many times, directly hugged Han Yan and fled to the small shop.

Han Yan, who was injured all over his body and didn't know how many times heavier than Fang Weifeng, struggled to get up, and said, "I'll go attract their attention, and you leave from behind." ”

"No need. Fang Weifeng took out a cigarette and lit it, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "None of them want to leave." ”

Han Yan was slightly stunned, not knowing which one Fang Weifeng was playing.

Although she is not a person who likes to think about complicated issues, she also knows that the man in front of her is definitely the kind of person who is wise and close to the demon, and he may have arranged a lot of things before coming, so he nodded and said no more.

Seeing Fang Weifeng and Han Yan fleeing into a small shop where no one was around, Mad Demon Jiro's brows furrowed slightly, Fang Weifeng's force value was probably higher than him, and he could even be compared to his genius-like brother, and the small shop was now the blind spot of those gunmen, if all the remaining people rushed in, I am afraid that none of them would want to leave here alive.

Now that Fang Weifeng has been injured, if he doesn't take this opportunity to kill this man, even the mad demon Jiro will not be reconciled.

Even if he loses the entire Eight Swallowtail Tribes, as long as Fang Weifeng can be killed, Crazy Demon Jiro will feel that it is worth it, but even if he loses the entire Swallowtail Eight Tribes, he may not be able to solve this man, it is not that Crazy Demon Jiro dares to bet, he knows very well what kind of punishment he will receive after he goes back if he fails this mission, even if he is also the son of the chairman of the Yamaguchi Group, his face suddenly became cloudy.

And Fang Weifeng, who was in the shop, heard the phone ringing on his body, picked up the phone and listened to a few sentences, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I know." ”

Han Yan, he stopped talking.

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