Chapter 2675 Leave him forever

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the sun shines with dazzling light.

Ying Rusha, who had lost too much blood, woke up by the pain of the wound. She found herself in a room with elegant colors, lying on a bed with scarred body. The wound was still flowing without careful treatment, and the pain spreads throughout her body from time to time.

Ying Rusha had no strength at all, and tried to open her eyes wide and looked around. There were beds, tables, chairs, and bathrooms in the room, without much extra things. Then, her eyes fell on Feng Wutian who was talking on the balcony, and a complicated emotion appeared in her eyes again.

She didn't know why Feng Wutian wanted to save her, nor did she know why the Japanese let him leave, but she knew that she had saved her life. If Feng Wutian hadn't appeared today, she would have been torn apart by Miyamoto Kazuo, and maybe she would have been ravaged by them.

"Thank you for saving me!"

When Feng Wutian held his cell phone and walked in from the balcony, Ying Rusha hesitated for a while and finally expressed her gratitude. It was one thing for Feng Wutian to kill his fellow disciples, and it was another thing for rescue. She had the ability to avenge her dead sisters in the future, but she should thank him at this moment.

Feng Wutian put the phone in his pocket. He had obviously just sent Ying Rusha here. Seeing her pale face and trembling all over, he walked to the table and poured a cup of boiling water, handed it to Ying Rusha and said lightly: "Drink some water to warm up your body, the doctor will come later."

Ying Rusha took the cup: "Thank you!"

Feng Wutian didn't have much emotional ups and downs on his face. He looked at the girl who seemed weak but was actually tough and replied: "Actually you don't have to thank me at all. Rather than saying that I saved you at the Japanese Embassy, ​​you would rather say that you gave me a layer of protection. I was worried that I would be shot randomly when I left."

Feng Wutian pulled over the chair and sat down, his voice as calm as ever: "So I took you with me when I evacuated. I didn't expect that Miyamoto Kazuo did not order the guard to siege us. Therefore, it was purely God's will that you saved your life and had nothing to do with me."

Ying Rusha was slightly stunned when she heard this, as if she didn't expect that the other party was using her as a human shield. Her gratitude dropped by half in an instant. Then she thought that the other party told the matter calmly, which proved that Feng Wutian didn't care about this kindness, and whether he was grateful to him was meaningless.

"Anyway, I always say thank you!"

Ying Rusha lowered her head and sipped her boiling water, warming her cold body that had lost too much blood: "Actually you shouldn't save me. You have a deep blood feud with me who kills my fellow disciples. I will never forget this blood debt. If I have the chance to kill you in the future, I will spare no effort."

Her eyes became sharp, and she stared at Feng Wutian and spoke word by word: "So it is probably a mistake for you to save me today. You should ruthlessly kill me, which is a potential danger, instead of being arrogant and arrogant to let me survive. Maybe I will make you capsized in the gutter in the future."

A sense of firmness emerged in Ying Rusha's eyes, and she didn't seem to mind irritating Feng Wutian to kill herself: "I will definitely avenge my dead sisters. Today I will remind you first, so as not to say that I will repay you with kindness and revenge in the future. Of course, I will let you go once and let you down today's grudges!"

"Yes, I know how to distinguish between grudges and grudges!"

Feng Wutian heard Ying Rusha's words and a sincere praise flashed across his face: "It seems that it is right to let you survive today!" Then he added in a playful tone: "I have countless enemies, not many more of you, and I even hope you grow up and fight against me."

Ying Rusha was slightly stunned: "Why?"

"He will tell you,,,"

Before Feng Wutian could respond, the door of the empty room was gently pushed open. Zhao Heng led several people in, and his smile on his face was as bright as the spring breeze: "He is lonely and seeks defeat, he is lonely, he needs a powerful enemy to temper himself, and to put it bluntly, he is self-supporting."

In Ying Rusha's surprised gaze, Zhao Heng looked at Feng Wutian and smiled: "Uncle Feng, you still like to gild your face after so long. But for the sake of you being my master, I am willing to gild you. By the way, I will announce your outstanding sword skills to others everywhere."

"Tell you that it is the number one sword in China!"

Feng Wutian suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this, and he looked like he wanted to strangle Zhao Heng to death: "You say everywhere that I am the number one sword in China? Oh, my good disciple, my life as a teacher is going to be ruined by you. Do you know that if you declare it like this, I will never have a rest in the future."

Zhao Heng pretended to be surprised and even teased the latter: "Uncle Feng is indeed wise. Many people are unhappy with the boasting of the number one sword in China. They all expressed that they wanted to compete with you. Uncle Feng, you must prepare for a protracted battle in the future. You know, there is no first in literature,"

"There is the supreme martial arts!"

When Feng Wutian touched his head with a bitter face, Zhao Heng whispered solemnly: "For the five words "The First Sword of China", it is estimated that three or four hundred people will look for you to compete in swords every year. You visit friends, eat, sleep, and even if you go to the toilet, there may be people outside shouting for challenges,"

Feng Wutian grew up his mouth when he heard this, pressed Zhao Heng's shoulder and replied, "Good disciple, it seems that I can only go to the capital to seek refuge with you. Then you can circle me a mountain to make a military restricted area so that I can hide in it and hide my name. Of course, I will also send ten or eight beauties every month."

"Otherwise, I will be lonely as a teacher."

Zhao Heng laughed loudly, and Feng Wutian also smiled and patted Zhao Heng's arm.

When Ying Rusha on the bed couldn't help laughing when she heard the conversation between them. Although she had hatred for Zhao Heng and Feng Wutian, when she saw the sincere emotions flowing between them, her heart unconsciously felt warmth. She soon remembered Yin Po's cultivation again, and her expression became dim.

At this time, Feng Wutian turned his head slightly and looked at Ying Rusha and said leisurely: "Good disciple, let's not reminisce about the past. No, she was seriously injured. She was stabbed in the ribs and was punched by Miyamoto Kazuo. I'll slow down half a beat, and I guess she will hang in the embassy."

Zhao Heng waved his hand and asked the doctor to treat the wound immediately. He also smiled bitterly at Ying Rusha: "Yiqing Shankawa underestimated me, and I also despised Yamakawa Yoshiki. I should make the plan more precise, at least draw out Miyamoto Kazuo and the others, so that the chance of success in this way is greater."

Zhao Heng thought that Miyamoto Kazuo would talk to Carlosmi for an hour, but the conversation was over in fifteen minutes, which led to Yingrusha being blocked by Miyamoto Kazuo and the others. He looked at the injured woman and said, "I will release your companion tonight, and you can rest assured to recover from your injuries here."

While Ying Rusha pursed her lips and nodded, Zhao Heng and Feng Wutian walked to the corridor outside. After a brief greeting, Zhao Heng looked at the man exuding mature charm: "Uncle Feng, what are you doing to come to Paris this time? Or is it that the old man has other tasks?"

"The main purpose is to find Kazuo Miyamoto!"

Feng Wutian walked towards the garden outside, and his face returned to his due peace: "The old man received the news of the wind. Japanese people were looking for me all over the world. For this reason, he asked the Great Elder to come out at any cost. After the Great Elder was slaughtered by you, Miyamoto Kazuo came to Paris with his good hands."

Feng Wutian carried his hands on his back, and his face felt a sense of determination: "My actions are clear, the old man and I know that I will never give up if I don't find me out. For this reason, I may attack you again, so I will come to Paris to meet him for a while and see what he is going to do."

"Aren't you worried that this is a trap?"

Zhao Heng frowned: "I'm afraid they will surround you!" Not to mention Feng Wutian and Tang Dao's grievances, his close relationship with Zhao alone is enough for the Japanese to take action at all costs: "Why do you have to talk to him? Otherwise, let the Bear King mobilize the mafia to destroy them."

Feng Wutian smiled and shook his head without hesitation: "No, some things must be figured out. Don't worry, Miyamoto Kazuo will not hurt me. If they really take my life, they will not talk about the previous opportunities. Today, they can call on people to surround me at the Japanese Embassy."

He sighed: "Not to mention the embassy gun guards, it's enough to have a headache if you're Miyamoto Kazuo and a few old monsters. Besides, I was carrying a dying Shadow Rusha at that time. This was the best chance to surround and kill, but Miyamoto Kazuo did not attack, so obviously he had no murderous intention toward me."

“It makes sense!”

Zhao Heng nodded first, then a little puzzled came out: "But I can't figure it out. You should be a hostile relationship. How could they indulge you again and again? Not only did they not have any murderous intent, they also came forward to settle Tang Dao's grievances for you. What is the secret inside?"

Feng Wutian told me today's meeting: "There will be an answer tonight. I have made an appointment with Miyamoto Kazuo. At 10 o'clock in the evening, at Notre Dame Cathedral, the top floor of the bell tower. I told Miyamoto Kazuo that it would be better to give me a satisfactory explanation this time, otherwise I will leave him in the bell tower forever."

Zhao Heng whispered: "I'll go too!"

Feng Wutian smiled when he heard this, patted Zhao Heng on the shoulder and smiled, "Good disciple, I know you are worried that something happened to me, but I'd better go alone. If there is one more person, Miyamoto Kazuo may not speak well. Don't worry, I know how to take care of myself, after all, I am the first sword."

"Many things, it's clear tonight!"

At this time, far away in the camp of the head coaches of the border army, Dongfang Xiong was lying on a shabby rocking chair, playing with the silly black bird while watching the top secret information sent in the afternoon. Then, he pressed the black earphones in his ear with his fingers, his voice was dull but fierce and murderous intent:

"Leave Miyamoto Kazuo to me forever!"

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