"What people!"

Hearing the playful voice, the boy forcibly calmed down and let out a low roar.

"What a cunning little mouse."

"If it weren't for the fact that the buyer had already ordered your kidney, I would have given up on finding you."

The voice didn't answer the boy, but his tone became a little resentful.

With that voice, four tattooed men emerged from behind the tree.

Woohoo!

One of the big men licked the human blood on his fingers with an intoxicated face, and a hideous smile appeared on his face:

"Thanks to this dead ghost, we wouldn't have found you out of curiosity."

"Tell me, where is that little girl?"

Seeing the few people who appeared in the park, and hearing their unscrupulous statements, the boy's face became extremely gloomy.

He subconsciously looked at the grass, and sure enough, there was a faint blood streak there, extending from the outside.

"It's the blood of Uncle Samurai."

"Damn..."

The boy clenched his fists hard, he knew why he had been discovered.

But the boy didn't blame the samurai uncle.

After all, it is he who wants to let the samurai uncle be buried in the ground, and the samurai uncle does not mean to bleed and expose himself.

Everything can only be said to be fate.

"Hugh wants to know where Yuko is!"

Facing the four big men, the young man turned around and ran without a little hesitation.

"Hahaha!"

"Even if you don't say it, we know."

"Isn't it... If you follow this blood, you can find her? ”

"Don't be in a hurry to answer, our people are already in the past."

"Lao Tzu has time to play hide and seek with you."

"Catch him for me!"

Looking at the boy who was as flexible as a monkey, the tattooed man led by him laughed, and led people to surround him with a wave of his hand.

"Oops!"

"Yuko is in danger!"

After all, the young man is too young, and when he hears such a statement at first glance, the whole person is in chaos.

In the anxiety on his face, the boy subconsciously ran towards the entrance of the park.

And this is undoubtedly in the hands of those big men.

"Hahaha, lie down for me!"

"It's so bad that I can't eat, you kid is a real thief!"

"If Lao Tzu didn't want your kidney, Lao Tzu could bury you now."

A slap knocked the boy down, and the big man kicked him a few times in anger.

It wasn't until the young man turned into a prawn and couldn't move anymore that the big man stopped beating.

"Alright, take it."

"That little girl should also be solved, and a few of us can go back to the errand."

The big man twisted his neck and ordered his men to take the boy away.

The weak young man, who was so powerless to resist, was lifted up by several big men.

Knock knock...

And at this moment, the sound of a violent heartbeat suddenly sounded, and the whole park seemed to tremble.

"Nani? What was that? ”

The sudden heartbeat startled several people, and they hurriedly looked for the source of the sound.

I saw that the soil was constantly shaking at the small grave just now.

Knock knock!

With each heartbeat, a large amount of dirt was shaken apart.

"What the hell?"

Several big men had solemn expressions on their faces, and some had even pulled out their pistols.

Rumble!

But before they could react, there was a loud bang, and thunder and lightning came from the sky.

Between the howling winds, thunder and lightning slammed into the graves, making a violent noise.

As the dazzling light dissipated, a ragged vicissitudes of life samurai didn't know when it appeared there.

"Wu... Uncle Samurai? ”

The young man who was caught between the ribs by the big man suddenly widened his eyes.

Although Miyamoto River at this moment has recovered its original appearance, it is very different from the charred corpse.

But the two famous knives on his waist have not changed at all, exactly the same as when the young man buried him.

"Let him go."

Miyamoto Chuan slowly raised his head, his eyes looking at the big men like knives.

The moment they were annotated by Miyamoto River, those big men seemed to see the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, as if they saw themselves becoming dead souls under the knife.

"What the hell!"

"Give me death!"

In extreme fear, the leader of the big man shot at Miyamoto River.

Call...

Before the bullet hit Miyamoto's body, the breeze visible to the naked eye blew out of thin air.

Miyamoto River, whose black hair was dancing messily, suddenly appeared in front of him, and all the bullets were intercepted.

"Don't let go?"

"Then go die!"

"Step forward and slash!"

As if he hadn't seen those bullets, Miyamoto's eyes lowered slightly.

In his deep voice, Miyamoto Chuan's whole person seemed to turn into wind thunder, and he passed through the crowd in an instant.

In the midst of the wind and thunder, a slender blade of light slashed, and then everything fell into nothingness.

Miyamoto Kawa carried the boy in his hand, his back to everyone like a sculpture.

The boy's eyes widened.

Because he clearly saw that after Miyamoto Chuan stood still, the heads of those people fell off in unison.

It's like... They were beheaded at the same time.

"Well... So powerful! ”

The teenager is already stunned!

He never thought that humans could be so powerful.

He was young and precocious, he had experienced too much darkness, and he didn't deserve the fantasies in the hearts of ordinary teenagers.

Maybe when I was younger, I fantasized about becoming a samurai who did everything I couldn't do.

But when he fell into darkness completely, his only thought was to live with his sister.

"Sister?"

"Oops! Yuko is still in their hands! ”

Thinking of Rouzi, the consternation on the boy's face disappeared, and all that was left was panic.

He hurriedly looked at Miyamoto Chuan and said almost pleadingly:

"Uncle Samurai, my sister... Yuko is still in their hands. ”

"I'm going to save him!"

"Can you help me?"

Miyamoto Chuan squinted at him, and his voice was still cold:

"What if I don't help?"

The boy gritted his teeth:

"Then I'll go by myself."

Miyamoto Kawa looked indifferent:

"You're going to die."

The teenager took a deep breath:

"Even if I die, I'm going to die in front of Yukiko."

As he spoke, the young man stubbornly broke away from Miyamotogawa's palm and hurriedly ran towards the outside of the park.

"Boy, what's your name?"

Miyamoto Chuan looked at the young man's back, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

"My name is Kimmura Rock!"

The boy's voice sounded in the wind, and his figure became more and more distant.

The corners of Miyamoto's mouth curled slightly, and his voice drowned out the midnight wind:

"Boy, you can't save people like this."

"Since you call me uncle, then uncle will let you know what kind of power you should have if you want to survive."

"This is the power that belongs to the samurai, and I see in you the qualities that belong to the samurai."

Thundered...

The thunder sounded suddenly, and Scarlet Village Yan only felt that as soon as he saw a flower, the whole person was wrapped in thunder and lightning.

"Lead the way."

Miyamoto Chuan's voice rang out.

The boy looked at Miyamoto River, and there was a bright light in his eyes that had never been seen before.

Is this a samurai?