Chapter 2673 Who is looking for death?

"Are you okay?"

Seeing Ying Rusha appear in front of him, a hint of joy flashed across Shanchuan Yiqing's face and his voice came out smoothly: "I thought you were taken down by Zhao Heng. We finally underestimated that boy. He arranged the undercover agent to our camp, and every set-up of our plan failed."

"Even I almost died in the rooftop myself."

Yamakawa Yoshiki let out a sigh of escaping from death, then he quickly frowned again, looked at Ying Rusha who didn't say a word and took a step back, his eyes became sharp: "You are here to kill me, I have never contacted you, and I have not told me to recuperate in the embassy."

Yamakawa Yoshiki immediately figured out a lot of things: "You still sneak in. If you found this place openly, Miyamoto Kazuo should first ask for my opinion instead of letting you appear directly in front of me. Ying Rusha, it was Zhao Heng who asked you to kill me, right?"

After the accident of meeting suddenly, Yamakawa Yoshiki realized that the matter was strange. An ally who was likely to fall into Zhao Heng's hands quietly came to the Japanese Embassy. How could he not be vigilant? The facts were as he judged, and Ying Rusha was overly calm and contained murderous intent on the surface.

He shouted sternly: "You want to kill me?"

Ying Rusha sighed: "Yes!"

Yamakawa Yiqing was not nervous after getting the answer. Instead, he slowly let out a long breath. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ying Rusha and smiled: "Two days ago, you were my ally, and now you have become the killer who kills me again. Ying Rusha, should I say you are a fence-bearer or are you greedy for life and fear of death?"

Ying Rusha replied calmly: "People are in the world, and they can't help themselves!" She looked at Shanchuan Yiqing with a hint of apology and said: "I also feel shameless. I can't do anything, which has led to failure in succession for so many years. I'm sorry for the trust you once had in me."

Shanchuan Yiqing was still as moving as a mountain: "Do you love Zhao Heng?" His eyes became colder. This was a man who would sincerely praise a talented and generous man. Even if he was angry, he didn't have much sinister expression: "So it goes against his conscience?"

"I like him!"

Ying Rusha still did not deny it at all, and welcomed Shanchuan Yiqing's gaze calmly: "But I want to kill him even more. He has the blood of my master, senior sister and fellow disciples on his hands. The Posa organization is also divided into two parts because he is divided into two, and I hate him to the core, and I also swear to spare no effort to kill him in this life."

Ying Rusha's eyes gradually became colder, and she bowed slightly to Yasuka Yoshijun: "But today I have to attack you, Yasuka, I thank you for your care for me. I know that sneaking in and killing you is a despicable thing, but I don't want any trouble with my fellow disciples and masters."

"Zhao Heng is really a scumbag!"

Shanchuan Yiqing knew the reason for Ying Rusha's attack in an instant, and understood the latter's necessity. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were sharp, and he looked at Ying Rusha: "I don't blame you for killing me, I understand your difficulties, but I'm curious about how you came in?"

A thin knife flashed out of Ying Rusha's hand and replied calmly: "Zhao Heng and Carros have a dispute. The two sides met with each other. Carros came to the Japanese Embassy for help. Zhao Heng found an excuse to make people hit Carros's private car, causing chaos and let me take the opportunity to hide under the private car."

"Carros comes in, so I come in!"

Hearing Ying Rusha's explanation, Yamakawa Yoshiki nodded suddenly and smiled slightly, which was particularly brilliant, but a dangerous aura suddenly spread, and his whole aura changed drastically, cold and dangerous. His fingers moved and said lightly: "Zhao Heng is indeed insidious."

Then, he tilted his head slightly and looked at the still whimpering mountains and rivers: "If I had a good guess, the reason why Zhao Heng knew that I was hiding in the Japanese Embassy must have been doing tricks on Fazi. I should have thought of this a long time ago, but unfortunately I was in a coma for too long."

"Bang!"

After the words were finished, Yamakawa Yoshiki took the lead without warning and kicked the chair. He knew that he could not persuade Ying Rusha. Before Miyamoto Kazuo and the others noticed something strange, Ying Rusha was ready to move again, so the best way was to start first.

This way there is a chance to win or escape without any loss. With a loud bang, the thick chair rolled out instantly, and the atmosphere in the whole room changed instantly. Ying Rusha's eyes flashed sharply, and one foot suddenly tapped the floor, and the whole person retreated straight and straight like a puppet.

When his back was pressing against the wall, Ying Rusha's thin body burst out instantly. Her right hand shook suddenly, and she slashed her with a simple knife, slashing the big chair that was hit hard. At least twenty kilograms of chairs were broken in half on the spot, and a stream of wood chips rose in the bedroom.

"Swoosh!"

When the wood chips had not completely dissipated in front of him, a sword light came quietly without a sound, and the murderous aura was amazing. Yamakawa Yoshiki endured the cracking pain of the wound on his body, held the dagger and bit it like a poisonous snake, hoping to use the remaining three successful forces to retreat.

The strange color flashed in Ying Rusha's eyes, and then she returned to calm and took a step back. Shanchuan Yiqing chased her closely, and the dagger was like a poisonous snake, like a shadow, and Ying Rusha stuck to the wall next to her again. She took a deep breath and faced the dagger directly. Her beautiful eyes shone brightly and didn't move.

Three meters, two meters, one meter.

Ying Rusha's stopping body suddenly rushed out, and suddenly reached out to hand out the thin knife. The movement seemed light, but when she looked closely, it had a thunderous sense. Yamakawa Yoshiki cut out a knife with a cold look. Before she could react, she suddenly felt that the dagger had encountered huge resistance.

When! With a crisp sound, the dagger and the thin knife collided fiercely in the air, giving birth to a burning aura, but the two weapons did not separate. Ying Rusha shouted and shook her wrists, directly stuck to the dagger and pressed down. At the peak state between the two sides, Ying Rusha was not the opponent of Shanchuan Yiqing.

But at this time, Shanchuan Yiqing could not withstand Ying Rusha's domineering behavior. She was pressed by her wrist and suddenly lost her center of gravity. She subconsciously staggered forward. Ying Rusha suddenly kicked Shanchuan Yiqing in the abdomen. Bang! Another dull sound, Shanchuan Yiqing fell and flew out.

He vomited blood from a big mouth and hit the wall heavily.

Ying Rusha did not stop, and moved her body to pursue her victory. She immediately arrived in front of Shanchuan Yiqing. The thin knife in her hand stabbed Shanchuan's chest directly. The strong murderous aura tightened the surrounding air as if it were actually solid, and even the biting cold wind was stagnant for this dangerous scene.

Time drips, and you can hardly feel the flow of time. The next scene shows the power of Shanchuan Yiqing. When the thin knife approached Shanchuan Yiqing's heart, he suddenly moved two points to the side, allowing the thin knife to move away from the heart and pierce into his body, and a stream of blood rushes out on the spot.

Ying Rusha was stunned, as if she didn't expect to succeed easily.

Just as the thin knife entered his chest, Shanchuan Yiqing endured the severe pain and stretched out Diao Zhuying Rusha's arm with his left hand. Ying Rusha only felt his whole arm numb, and was tightly pinched by fingers like pliers. When Ying Rusha subconsciously retreated, Shanchuan Yiqing went downwards.

Ying Rusha's body slammed hard towards the ground. At the same time, the dagger thunder stabbed her throat with a blow. Ying Rusha's face changed and her feet turned out wrongly. She just avoided the fatal slash of the throat, but did not avoid the part of the ribs. The dagger stabbed Ying Rusha's body from the side.

"Um!"

Ying Rusha, who was sure to win, also retreated violently, covering the bloody wound and groaned. Although it was not fatal, it directly bound her nearly half of her combat effectiveness. Yamakawa Yoshiki held the blood-stained dagger in one hand and the wound on her chest with the other, with a hint of regret on her face.

He fought hard to kill Ying Rusha, but the old injury restricted his attack speed. Although Ying Rusha was seriously injured by him, he lost 99% of his combat power. Looking at the blood flowing from his fingers, he smelled a breath of death:

"Yingrusha, you are much better than when you first assassinated."

Shanchuan Yiqing fell in the corner of the wall, struggled a few times, endured the severe pain, and his eyes turned red: "Actually, your skills are not inferior to Zhao Heng and I. The reason why it is difficult to completely fight is that your will is not strong, and of course, your experience is also a little short of time."

"If you have the opportunity to transform, you will definitely reach the top!"

Yamakawa Yiqing looked at Ying Rusha and squeezed out a smile. This was the first time he was defeated in such a miserable situation. The blood on the corner of his mouth was flowing down like money, but he ignored it, gritted his teeth and stood up, straightening his back: "Let me be the bone under your feet!"

"Come on, fight again!"

The prince of Japan has his own pride and dignity. This kind of person simply takes away his shame in a few seconds, and directly touches the sensitive nerves of Yamakawa Yoshiki Bushido. To some extent, he is indeed a lunatic, so he intends to fight with Ying Rusha regardless of the consequences.

Ying Rusha tore a piece of clothes and bandages the wound. She looked at Shanchuan Yiqing, who was like a beast. She had to admit that Shanchuan Yiqing's courage and experience were much better than her. She thought she could kill the latter calmly today and then break through without any damage, but she was severely injured.

"Shanchuanjun, I'm sorry!"

Ying Rusha shook the thin blood-dropping knife and was about to step forward and slash the mountains and rivers. "Boom!" A loud noise suddenly came from the door. Shanchuan Yiqing and Ying Rusha were slightly stunned. The door was kicked away with brute force. Amid the harsh alarm, three figures strode in.

Miyamoto Kazuo looked cold: "Looking for death?"

At this time, a man in white, carrying a long sword on his back, floated into the hospital. The two guards subconsciously drew their guns, but saw a flash of sight. The next second, he covered his throat and fell to the ground. The rest of the guards were shocked. They didn't even see how the man in white was drawing his sword. The two companions fell in a pool of blood.

"Tell Miyamoto Kazuo, I'm here!"
Chapter completed!