Chapter 2142 The deadline is coming

The dusk is in full swing and the lights are on.

Yumen, the rain is flying, the dark clouds in the sky are as thick as lead, but the cold wind is even more rapid, causing the rain to fly and dance. The sky and the earth are covered with white light, dimming everyone's vision. Although the rain for many days has made Yumen feel a chill, it also has an unspeakable sad beauty.

Unable to convince He Zihua to allow the Prince of Japan to rebuild the Sakura Hall, Yamakawa Erlang should have quickly left the Suimen according to his brother's wishes, but he was stubborn and stubborn, and acted like he would not give up until he achieved his goal. He stayed Suimen for two more days to think about how to impress He Zihua.

I never thought of a good way, and it rained for two days, which forced the way back, which should have been constantly stopped. Shankawa Erro changed to a secluded place to hide, hoping to achieve some achievements and the storm weakened before leaving, so as not to be looked down upon by his brother when he went back.

But last night's action not only made Yamakawa Jiro not only unable to take into account his achievements, but also faced a catastrophe. His situation became extremely dangerous. He changed four places in a row and then took a breath and rested. Yamakawa Jiro roared in a low voice: "The house leaked and was raining."

A monastery with a history of decades has become a temporary place for Shanchuan Erlang to settle down. He felt that he was really furious when he stayed in such a place without women or wine. He was depressed and left his residence, but saw a garden blooming not far away.

Although the wind and rain are cold and cold, the scenery of the garden is even more beautiful, so the mountains and rivers Erlang walked over. The garden covers an area of ​​four or five acres, and there are many kinds of flowers. What is particularly noticeable is a cherry blossom with strong branches and strong branches, but it has not yet bloomed but exudes a faint fragrance.

"I'm afraid the cherry blossoms in Dongye are in full bloom, right?"

Shanchuan Erlang was wearing a white suit today. In the wind and rain, his face looked like rain. He looked more and more arrogant and cold. He was still puzzled. Zhao Heng was dead, so why did his mission fail? How could He Zihua not be polite and refuse the princeling's request?

For Yamakawa Erlang, He Zihua's rejection of his request caused his position within the princeling party to be greatly challenged. He has been criticized for his long time, thinking that he became a senior leader of the princeling party because of his brother's care and in an organization that judges heroes by his ability and ability, and no one truly respects him.

Even Shanchuan Fazi and Bei Ruyan regarded him as a playboy. The fact that he was swept away by Zhao Heng in Huahai made him unable to stand up straight and behave like a person. This made Shanchuan Erlang feel uneasy. He asked his brother more than once to do things to reverse others' evaluations.

Shanchuan Yiqing was difficult to get rid of his entanglement, and he really hoped that his younger brother could improve. This also gave him a chance to be recognized and allowed him to be the head of the trespassing party. Shanchuan Erlang was also full of confidence, but even He Zihua's eyes could not be raised by 300 kilograms of gold.

Shankawa Erro's idea of ​​making achievements has become as far away as a dream.

He was coming in a fierce manner and returned in a desperate situation. This contrast made him feel unwilling to be indifferent to the call of his brother. He always had to do some achievements to get the face back, otherwise he would be ridiculed. Many people would think that he could not even handle such simple things well.

It was just during these empty days that Yamakawa Erro received several pieces of information and was both surprised and happy. He already knew that Nan Changshou was killed by the princelings, and the Chinese Kingdom also set out to start a war against Japan. He had to admire his brother's courage, and then he felt ashamed of doing nothing.

Therefore, when he received an order from his brother to evacuate the Suimen immediately so as not to be controlled by the Chinese country, Shankawa Erlang was also in danger of wealth and danger. He gathered all the elites of the princelings in the Suimen, and nearly one hundred people launched an attack on the He family garden: if he could not convince He Zihua, then kill him.

Yes, Shanchuan Erlang attacked He Family Garden.

In this way, the Japanese princelings will have the opportunity to open a gap from the new leader of the Yumen. At the same time, he believes that He Zihua's sudden death will cause Yumen to turmoil, and will also affect the Chinese country, and then affect the front-line battle situation. Therefore, he launched a lightning attack last night.

With nearly a hundred elite soldiers in hand, Yamakawa Erlang thought he could easily take down the He family garden. What he never expected was that the defense of the He family garden was far beyond imagination. Dozens of submachine guns and countless exquisite and dangerous civil traps made Yamakawa Erlang realize for the first time:

Strong financial resources are so important in the battle for hegemony in the world!

In Yamakawa Erlang's original plan, it should be easy to lead so many good players to take down the He family garden. It would be easy to succeed in just one meal. Didn't the information show that Xiaohu easily stepped on the He family garden? But as the trap continued to jump out, the number of casualties increased,

The most important thing is that a large number of military and police officers from the Sugar Gate appeared. Yamakawa Erro had to admit that his surprise attack plan, which was sure to be successful, failed. One hundred elite soldiers finally escaped only eighteen, which was a huge loss. Not only did the two sides have no chance of cooperation, he also faced a catastrophe.

The He family will definitely chase him with all their might!

At the moment of retreating, the biggest question in Yamakawa Erro's heart was: When did He Zihua become so powerful? At the same time, he was a little regretful that he didn't leave the Yumen and launch an attack. He was in trouble now and it seemed difficult to even run away.

At this moment, standing in the wind and rain, Shankawa Erro, who was under the cherry blossom tree, thought of a question: Even after returning to Japan safely, how can he face the questions from the senior organization leaders and how can he escape this disaster without relying on his brother? These bloody reality hit his heart hard:

"Damn it! They are all Zhao Heng, otherwise why would I have to work like this?"

Yamakawa Erro remembered Zhao Heng. For some reason, whenever there was a weak gap in his mind, he would involuntarily think of Zhao Heng. The two were irreconcilable enemies. It was Zhao Heng who made him lose face. It was Zhao Heng who killed Inukai, and it was Zhao Heng who made him unable to raise his head.

He and Zhao Heng are either you die or I die.

"Young Master!"

Just as he remembered Zhao Heng, a guard dressed in black ran over from the side door of the monastery: "Things are a bit tricky. He Zihua already knew that we were attacking the He family garden. Now he was chasing us through black and white channels. The prince asked us to go to the dock immediately."

The black-clad guard touched the rain on his face and lowered his voice to add: "The Marubo Dock is an industry under the Prince's Party. A cargo ship is ready to go at the dock. It will take us out of the trunk. This is the chess piece that the prince has buried for eight years. Now it has to be activated for our survival."

Yamakawa Erro exhaled: "Are you not angry?"

The black-clothed guard hesitated for a moment, then straightened his chest and replied: "Of course the prince was angry. He felt that you were not stopping your orders and blindly attacking the He family. He said that he would be detained for three months when you go back, but compared to anger, he would rather see you leave safely."

These few words made Shanchuan Erlang's heart burn again in an instant. At this moment, "Ah!" A scream came from the door. Shanchuan Erlang's body shook and saw a guard falling out of a hidden place on the tree, with a slender silver needle piercing his neck.

The blood slowly penetrated out under the rain.

"Enemy attack, be careful!"

As the surrounding guards subconsciously rushed to their companions to scan, a bunch of soil suddenly exploded from the roadside, and a black figure flashed through the rain. Shankawa Erro clearly saw that the two men were tumbling and rolling, and a stream of blood burst out from their throats, and a shocking red beauty was shining.

Then, the black figure suddenly moved the wet grass, knocked away two Japanese men and slid four or five meters on the spot, instantly narrowing the distance between her and Shanchuan Erlang. His right hand shook, and a saber flashed like clear water. The cold and bitter murderous aura rolled towards Shanchuan Erlang like a wave.

The sky seemed to be suppressed by this murderous aura, and the rain became much smaller.

Although Yamakawa Jiro had not experienced much life and death, he had an instinctive intuition about danger. He rushed to the side desperately, and at this moment he didn't care about his temperament. He rolled on the ground in the most ugly donkey rolling posture, and then got up and continued to run.

His weapon had no time to pull it out, and he shouted to the remaining subordinates:

"Stop her! Block her!"

The black-clothed guards and others blocked them by conditioning reflexes, and four or five samurai swords were placed on the other side. The attacker did not tangle Yamakawa Jiro. He swung two samurai swords in a circle with his right hand, and then rushed out of the gap calmly. At the same time, he raised his left hand and waved it violently, and the white light broke through the air.

The next second, ahhh! Two more shrill screams came, and the two retreating guards fell to the ground, covering their necks, with a slender silver needle piercing them, almost piercing through the entire neck. Although the wound was too thin and did not immediately bleeding, the pupils were already dissipated and there was no vitality.

However, this time also made Yamakawa Erro wide a distance and ran to the corridor of the monastery. While pulling out the guns from his waist, more than a dozen remaining guards gathered. Looking at the six corpses on the ground, sweat was seeping his forehead. Yamakawa Erro touched the gun and shouted:

"Who are you?"

"Young Master Shanchuan, Master Heng asked me to say hello to you."

Yue Xiaoxiao said lightly: "The game has begun!"

PS: The update is smashed, calling for basic flowers.
Chapter completed!