God has divinity, and beasts have beastliness.

The two make up a complex human nature.

People can sometimes put down the butcher's knife at the slightest thought, become holy on the ground, cut the meat and feed the eagle; It can also go astray because of a single thought, and become an evil demon that plagues the world.

It is undeniable that it is difficult to achieve enlightenment after all, and most people only begin to pursue peace of mind when they are old, eating fasting and reciting Buddha, trying to smooth out the guilt in their hearts in this way.

And when he was in the prime of his life, he didn't realize any karma at all, and he wasn't afraid of any gods and Buddhas, and with a knife in his hand, there was a Buddha in front of him and a Buddha to block and kill the Buddha.

There is not so much evil in the human heart, but the desire to destroy and kill that is engraved in the DNA is always there, and that is an instinct.

The strong are eager to ravage the weak and compete for more benefits.

Therefore, those who do evil often go deeper and deeper on this road, fall infinitely, and eventually cannot turn back.

This is the case with the thirty elite ronin, none of them are good people, maybe they were, but now they are not, either for profit, or to satisfy the desire to kill, they have become members of the Hydra's organization, and they have become a sharp blade that can kill others at any time.

Izumi Kiyoichiro is one of them, and his swordsmanship realm is also first-class in this group of thugs, so he is almost considered the top five in the Hydra organization, but he doesn't like to socialize, so he can't be a third-in-command.

He was born in a samurai family, he used to be a samurai, excellent swordsmanship, there is no imperial examination system in this Fusang, the official positions are hereditary, and if you want to get a better status, you have to risk your life to fight, or to curry favor with your superiors.

One day he suddenly got tired of the life of slapping horses, and killed the young son of the local daimyo who always commanded him with a knife, cut him into eight pieces, robbed the other man's horse, and fled out of the city.

On that road, he felt an unprecedented sense of liberation, a strong and incomparable pleasure, a kind of freedom that he longed for...... The freedom to abuse violence at will.

He thinks that this way of the world is correct, the sword should be used to kill, why do you have to have so many rules.

He didn't care about the fate of the Nan family, just as he didn't care why the leader gave orders.

He only knew that he could kill people with pleasure, and more than thirty ronins went to attack a down-and-out Chinese clan, and the result was a one-sided massacre.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Izumi's mouth.

Tonight, heavy rain, like this weather, brings despair to everyone.

Not only Minami Shiori, but also everyone in Nan's house, none of them can escape, they will cry, struggle and collapse in fear in the rain, no one can save them, the only end is to be ravaged to death, or to be self-defeating.

The guards in their fifties met the elites in their thirties, the former also formed a battle formation, and the latter was just a casual charge and slash.

With a numerical advantage and a certain amount of discipline and experience, even if you can't win, you should be evenly matched, however...... The result was one-sided.

In less than ten minutes, the number of guards had been reduced to less than twenty, and the ground was littered with broken limbs, many of whom had turned into corpses.

Seiichiro Izumi cut off a head and shook his head, all of which made him bored.

He looked away from the gap in the guard, and looked at the backyard, where there was sure to be someone else hiding.

A group of helpless servants.

Just as he turned, a burst of fire slashed in, causing him to pause in his footsteps and sliding sideways to avoid the first slash.

But he knew that he couldn't avoid the last two knives that followed, so he pushed the left and right two people out, and the two ronins who were also quite strong were also quite good at the same time as receiving the knife, one was cut in half, and the other was shocked out and didn't know if he was alive or dead.

Izumi Kiyoichiro narrowed his eyes: "Miss Nanjia? ”

"I knew it was me, and I dared to come to die."

Nan Shiori dragged the big knife, and the small half of the blade held in both hands was immersed in the blood-mixed puddle, and most of the blade exuded a blazing red, scorching breath.

"Hey...... I'm curious about what a vicious chick like you will look like before she dies. ”

Izumi Kiyoichiro stared at the knife in the other person's hand, and then looked at the person.

Knives make people fearful, and people's potential is good, but it only has potential.

The other ronins also started to laugh, even if they had just been hacked to death, they didn't mind at all, there were some foul language, and even more presumptuous eyes looked at the gorgeously dressed girl, and the dark desire rolled.

It's really a group of fools, Izumi Kiyoichiro thought to himself, Nan Shiori can die, but she can't be ruined, and whoever dares to touch her will definitely not live the next day.

He hooked his fingers: "A few tricks with me, at least you can die decently." ”

There is no need for him to take the initiative to speak, Nan Shiori has already recognized that this person's status in the prodigal crowd is not low, and killing him can bring deterrence.

The weapons of the two men began to collide after a single eye contact.

Nan Shiori's sword moves are family heirlooms, she has also received teacher training from several genres, the foundation is very solid and solid, her talent is the same level as Amamiya Masa, and even slightly better, raising her hand to cut out the sword technique of Beichen Yiliu.

Izumi Kiyoichiro's sword school can't see the source at all, it's like a whip weirdly wrapped around the train knife, if it weren't for the heaviness of the big sword that is not easy to shift the center of gravity, I'm afraid she will soon be driven by the strange sword move to lose her balance.

Five moves have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the eyes of the Nan family, the eldest lady is extremely powerful, and she can actually compete with a third-order swordsman, and she is not inferior at all.

In fact, Nan Shiori has fallen into the rhythm of the other party, and her reckless burst of physical strength is to fight quickly in a short period of time, and it is best to kill Izumi Kiyoichiro in a few moves, just like a move written in the act, before the war is head-to-head, defeating the enemy general can greatly boost the morale of his own side, and how to fight if the generals are killed, he can only retreat.

But Izumi Seiichiro took all her sword moves, and if she wanted to drag it down, she would definitely be inferior.

Nan Shiori gritted his teeth, and a blazing flame ignited on the train cut Guangguang, raised the big knife, and turned into a new trick to sacrifice himself and jump and slash, intending to drop ten times with one force.

Even if you take advantage of the weapon, it is enough to inflict heavy damage on the opponent.

But how cunning and sophisticated Izumi Kiyoichiro, who has been a ronin executioner for seventeen years, could fall for this simple provocation or care about the flaws exposed by this move.

He wasn't in a hurry at all, it was Nan Shiori who should be in a hurry.

So the knife was avoided.

With Nan Shiori swinging a knife in the air, all her efforts are invalid, after this knife, the gap in strength and the stiffness of the body are fatal, so it is a sacrificial skill, not only in the process of killing, but also after the end of the huge flaw, it can be said that the enemy is not dead and I die!

Izumi Kiyoichiro licked his lips and secretly said that it was a pity, if she was given a little more time...... No, even if it is a different situation, in the case of two people one-on-one, her performance will be better than now, at least she can play more than fifty moves, but unfortunately she is too anxious, and anxiety also means that it is easy to expose flaws.

But since he had the opportunity, of course he wouldn't give up, and directly bypassed the falling train to cut Guangguang, turned around and slashed at Nan Shiori's vital point.

At this moment, Nan Shiori suddenly let go of the treasure knife, and a beam of fire lit up under the sleeve of her shirt, accompanied by a clear sound.

Seiichiro Izumi let out a scream: "Ahh——!hh ”

He rolled twice on the ground with his side face covered and then half knelt, his hands were scarlet, and his entire side face and half of his ears were blown away.

Minami Shiori's left hand reached under the wide sleeve and pulled out a smoking handcuff.

The beautifully shaped handcuffs were supposed to be some kind of collectible, and now they're back on their tracks.

Her flaws are deliberately sold, whether it is sacrificing her skills or pretending to consume too much energy.

It's a pity that this ancient handcuff is not very good, and it is not convenient to aim hidden under the sleeve, plus Izumi Kiyoichiro's temporary sideways turn, it failed to kill him with one blow, it only disfigured him, but it was not enough to abolish his combat effectiveness.

"You're looking for death!"

Seiichiro Izumi fell into a state of madness after bleeding and rushed towards Minami Shiori with a roar.

He didn't pursue any heads-up results anymore, and yelled, "Give them all to me, kill them!" ”

Seeing that he was anxious, the other ronins also swung their swords at the few remaining guards.

The antechamber of the Nanjia family became a miserable place of Shura.

Half a street away in an izakaya.

The old man with the wine glass in his hand said with a slightly drunk expression: "It's time to finish, right?" ”

Suddenly, the old Jianhao, who was sitting at the table, opened his eyes and grasped the cane that he was carrying with him.

Even though he is dying, Jian Hao's five senses can still be heard, the sound waves that shake the ground, in this rainy night, the sound waves shake every drop of rain, like a wave rolling towards this place.

"What sound?"

After getting closer, Nan Shihui could also hear this strange sound.

The tick-tick sound, accompanied by a shrill roar in the air, was rapidly moving from far to near.

A cloud of light pierced through the darkness of the night, smashing into the deep, silent street like a beast, sending its roar to everyone's ears.

Ode ——!

Boom Boom Boom ——!

Initially there was a sharp sound, followed by a series of intense bombardments.

The excessively sharp sound caused discomfort to the two old men, who subconsciously covered their ears, and their eardrums ached and accompanied by tinnitus.

The locomotive itself has become a tuba noisemaker, and unlike the elegant instrument, its terrible voice is a call from hell.

The ronins who were blocking the Nanjia could naturally hear this sound, and could clearly feel that it was so close.

Minami Shiori also heard it, because everyone was attracted to attention, she was able to catch her breath from Izumi Kiyoichiro's crazy attack, and through the gap, she saw the dazzling bright headlights.

She didn't know who it was, she didn't know if it was friend or foe, but she couldn't help but be tugged at at it, and a gut instinct told her that this intruder might be the key to breaking the game tonight.

The comer still didn't pause in a straight line, but twisted the throttle and accelerated abruptly.

Izumi Kiyoichiro ordered: "Stop and kill this unsightly!" ”

Several ronins immediately turned around and greeted them.

Unexpectedly, the comer, who couldn't see his face clearly under the glare of the headlights, suddenly held the faucet and lifted it high, and then kicked it in the back seat.

The crazy turning rear wheels flew directly towards the sky with violent inertia, and the motorcycle that was three feet above the ground and somersaw a lap and a half was still emitting violent noise!

The motorcyclist landed lightly and snapped his fingers with a very slight but loud snap.

Syllable~

With a sound of thunder.

The motorcycle directly ignited, and a large bomb exploded in front of several ronins, and the moot embraced the people who came to welcome it.

Boom ——!

Blazing fireworks were fireworks, and a mushroom, which was not as big as Hiroshima, was planted, illuminating almost half of the street, as if it were daylight.

In the sound wave, the white elm landed smoothly, and the smoke, heat wave, and mechanical parts passed by.

He narrowed his eyes, sighed, and encouraged himself: "Handsome." ”

As early as after watching the Resident Evil heroine shoot after losing her motorcycle, he really wanted to imitate it once.

When you're done, it's time to get down to business.

"There are less than twenty more."

Spears were unleashed, and smoke and fire were tread.

Join the battle!

(End of chapter)