"A question."

"A question, a knife. You're not losing money on this business."

Bald middle-aged man blinking small eyes. "Excuse me."

Qu Yong touched his head melon seeds. Smiled: "Is it a middle-aged person. Things are overthought about. It's easy to be bald. I watch most of the government officials on TV like that."

"Ahh The balding middle-aged man has thought about a hundred kinds of questions. But I didn't expect Qu Yong to ask that. He was stunned. Also touch your own baldness. He smiled and said, "Hey, hey, hey."

Qu Yong said: "I asked you to be. Or not."

The bald middle-aged man couldn't figure out what was going on in his heart. But look at the other party's expression is serious. He could only reply, "Yes."

"Okay." Qu Yong smiled. Hand the knife over. Then he got up. Pat the dust off your body. Said: "In that case. It's all yours."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The bald middle-aged man beckoned to a few sturdy offspring. Everyone got out of the car and quickly loaded the coffin into the van. And he himself was holding the knife. I went in a hurry.

It's been a long time. Qu Yongcai said slowly: "I didn't expect them to really spend a lot of money to buy this ninja's body back. But if you let them know. The person in this coffin is not a corpse. I'd love to see what their expressions were like."

"Hey... No wonder the old saying goes. No business, no treachery. This balding man is certainly not a businessman. When I saw a knife, I believed it. I took the coffin away without inspecting the goods at all. It's also good. I'll go and see it too."

Between words. Qu Yong has walked back to a remote uninhabited alley. I saw him carefully take out a bottle of water-like things from his pocket. Sprinkle a little in the palm of your hand. He was lucky, and the palm of his hand was red. It's so hot. Suddenly, the palm of the palm steamed. Then gently rub it over your face. Slowly pulled off a human skin mask. Suddenly, his hand flipped over. He actually put on a hideous bronze mask again.

Then all I heard was the "crackling" of bones all over his body. It seems to be the sound of fried beans. After the ring. His figure has completely changed into a different person.

This man turned out to be a copper-faced man.

So what about the real Qu Yong.

Where does he go.

He's in a coffin. There is not just a corpse in the coffin. Under the corpse of Muramasa. There's still a person hidden. It's Qu Yong. I want to know who is behind this ninja. The best thing to do is to go back with this corpse.

Qu Yong also suggested whether to track the whereabouts of the other party after selling the body. But the bronze-faced man denied it. Because neither of them is a master driver. If you want to track each other in a territory like Tokyo without being detected. This requires a well-trained spy to do so.

So Qu Yong hid in the coffin. Let's go through the world. Originally, they had spread nine layers of sheets under the corpse. Then Qu Yong hid in the dark compartment under the sheet. In the hope of avoiding inspection. How do you know that the other party does not check at all. Grab it and go.

This can also be seen. In fact, the other party is not a professional.

Now Qu Yong has been taken away. The bronze-faced man also jumped. Disappeared without a trace.

Qu Yong was lying in the dark and small dark grid. Curled up. I didn't even dare to move for half a minute. As long as he moves. It will definitely be discovered by someone outside. And try to keep your breathing down. He hid it well. But as long as it is a master above Hua Jin. Listen intently. There's still a good chance of finding a living person in the coffin.

Along. There is very little communication in the van. He desperately drew the route of the car in his mind. It has to be said. Qu Yong's brain is very useful. He first memorized the map of Tokyo. Now I am simulating the route of the van in my mind.

The vehicle gradually left the Wendong District. Slowly, it doesn't seem to be as congested in traffic as it was at the beginning. It should be in the direction of the suburbs. Qu Yong gradually frowned in the car. He found the walking route somewhat familiar. He seems to have walked by.

"It seems that the copper-faced man took me to challenge the route of the Listening Water Dojo that day. Could it be that the person behind this is Osamu Izaki?"

The sun is in the sky. Suburbs of Tokyo. Listen to the two plane trees outside the water dojo swaying in the wind.

Under this tree. There were four men standing. Everyone has a white belt tied to their foreheads. White belt in the middle of a round of red sun. The expression is solemn. Silent.

It's like waiting for something. It's like mourning something.

If there is a person in the Japanese martial arts world who sees this scene. You'll be surprised. Because these four men are the current Japanese karate gokushin ryu. and Daoliu. Department of Dongliu. The great master of the four major schools of rigidity and softness.

What are the four great masters waiting for.

They were waiting for a corpse. I waited all morning.

Finally. A tall, thin man spoke, "Izaki-kun. The man you are talking about. He's really a demon knife in his hand."

"Not bad. Zhongshan-kun." Izaki Osamu iron-cast lip teeth opening. said: "The demon knife in this man's hand. Even me. Defeat within 10 moves. If he uses a stunt to draw the sword. Ninety percent sure of beating me with one blow."

The tall and thin man is none other than Yuma Nakayama, who is extremely true. Just listen to him continue: "Such a ninja. He was also defeated at the hands of the bronze-masked man. What the hell are we going to do. Could it be that God wants to condemn me to the great Japanese martial arts?"

"yes. What should I do?" Next to the one is slightly shorter. The man who looked like a winter melon also sighed.

"Nakayama-kun. Satake-kun. Please stay quiet." The last man has a hawknose and a wide beak. Eyes are deep. He said, "Since Izzaki-kun has invited us here. Naturally, there is a way to deal with the bronze-faced man."

"That's what Fujii-kun said." Izaki said, "I invite you to come. Indeed, there is a matter to discuss. Anyway though. Let's wait until Muramasa-kun's body arrives."

"Okay."

The four of them suppressed their patience again. Keep waiting.

It's been a long time. A silver van roared in. A sudden brake stopped in front of the four great masters. A bald middle-aged man jumps out of the car. Holding a sharp and piercing Japanese knife in his arms.

It's time to come. Osamu Izaki's heart sank to the bottom. He's pretty sure of that. Demon Knife Village is dead. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to hand over the Muramasa sword, which is more important than his own life, to someone else's arms.

"Ji Ye-kun has worked hard."

The bald man is called Kohei Kino. I saw him running quickly to nine steps in front of the four great masters. Suddenly stopped. Then tidy up your laundry. Shomasa Muramasa slashed horizontally. Hold your hands respectfully and walk up again. He said solemnly: "Kangping has brought back Lord Muramasa."

"Okay."

Osamu Izaki also had a solemn face. He was half-kneeling. Spread your hands flat on your head and look up. A meal. also said respectfully: "Gang-soft Ryu Izaki Shu took over the throne of the village Zhengjun."