This thunderstorm is particularly big.

Until now, there was still no intention of stopping.

The rain continued, and the thick rain curtain seemed to swallow everything. Countless rains broke into pieces the moment they fell on the ground, causing a roar that seemed to be shattering, swallowing the whole world.

But other than that, there is a heart-wrenching silence.

Because of the heavy rain curtain, the foggy hospital courtyard.

Everyone, looking at the north wind in the north, had an illusion that a volcano was about to erupt and he was standing at the crater.

Even though I didn’t see the real person through the phone, and even if there was no sound on the other side now, the name was quite deafening.

Especially for wild dogs.

Ise Shrine.

Priest.

This represents the peak of Shinto and the royal family respectively.

Any one of these identities is enough to make anyone present breathless.

But now.

Looking at the head and Nanfeng, who was dying from a distance and holding a cell phone next to the head.

This scene that can cause strong emotional fluctuations in an instant is absurd.

Ise Shrine Omiyaji.

Shinto vertex, and royal family.

It's amazing, right.

But now, it is like the muddy ground after the rain, being stepped on by a person at will.

The other party... even crushed it with disdain.

Everyone was looking at that figure.

The figure hidden in the rain, half of her face illuminated by the faint light from the mobile phone screen.

No one made a sound.

"Who are you?"

finally.

Apart from the sound of rain, there is a heart-pounding silence.

A voice came out.

The cell phone from the hands of Nanfeng Beiyuan.

No real person can be seen.

Of course, the other party's face was not visible.

But just listening to the sound can make people feel that this woman who is talking is very angry at this moment.

Just like a volcano is about to erupt, boiling lava gathers and surges under the dark and heavy crust, waiting to spew out of the ground, and is silent and stuffy.

"Don't you ask what Fujiwara Omiyaji of Ise Shrine did?"

The sound of the Beiyuan Nanfeng was not angry, but was very calm, and there was no extra emotional fluctuation.

"...What did you do?" The woman on the other end of the phone seemed to take a deep breath.

"Relying on the identity of Ise Shrine Omiyaji, I deter ordinary people, bully people with their power, prepare to commit violent crimes, oppress and harm innocent people, and seriously disrupt the local social life order of Kanagawa."

Faced with a situation like a volcano is about to erupt, the north and south wind are also very straightforward.

He chose and spitted in the crater.

"So you killed him?"

"Otherwise? Keep it for the New Year?... Oh, you may not understand what it means to keep it for the New Year, so I put it simply - I stamped his head and was about to send it to Ise Shrine for you to offer it."

Prince Fushimi Miyaki Tatsukonai on the other end of the phone said coldly: "You are not qualified, no matter who you are..."

Beiyuan Nanfeng suddenly smiled and interrupted directly: "Wait a minute, I'll interrupt you."

“…”

"According to your words, is Ise Shrine qualified to bully ordinary people? And are you, the so-called priest, qualified to declare that I am not qualified to fight back? If so—"

Beiyuan Nanfeng slowly restrained the smile on his face and said expressionlessly: "I can stamp your head too."

The phone was hung up directly.

I don’t know if I don’t want to have a meaningless verbal dispute or be so angry.

Kitahara Nanfeng put down his cell phone, shook his head, sneered, and threw it next to the body of the Tibetan Fujiwara.

far away.

After all the conversations were collected, Samurai Hikaru looked around and saw the shock of the people around him.

Slowly take off the Prajna mask from his face, revealing a handsome face, bowing to the direction where the north original Nanfeng was.

Then, he put on his mask again and turned around and wanted to leave.

"etc."

Beiyuan Nanfeng shook the blood from the knife and called him calmly.

Samuraihiko's body was stiff and stagnant.

He knew that this time he would definitely not be able to escape unscathed.

He also made sufficient psychological preparations for this.

However, after seeing Kitahara Nanfeng chopped off the head of Fujiwara Tibetan and then mocking Prince Fumimimiya Takikonai of the Ise Shrine, he was still guilty.

Very guilty.

"Ninfeng, Beiyuan, we have no malice. Please rest assured about this. I will take them away immediately."

"Who told you to leave?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at him with a knife that was completely wiped out by blood and said, "Don't treat me as a fool. What do you mean by bringing such a large group of wild dogs? What do you want to do? What do you think?"

“…”

Samurai Shishi suddenly felt that the rain that didn't matter just now became cold.

And because of the cold rain, his hands gradually became stiff.

For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

One answer is not good.

The man Kitahara Nanfeng who had just killed an Ise Shrine Omiya Ji would really rush up.

He had no doubt about this at all.

After all, what he did was not glorious.

In order to prevent the Hachimangu Temple from being suspicious, he did not take the initiative to stand up, and to let Kitahara Nanfeng be the vanguard to attract artillery fire, he brought hundreds of wild dogs to watch the battle.

So now, he froze.

Compared to him.

The other wild dogs watching seemed quiet.

No one speaks.

Just looking at the north plain and south wind.

The expressions on their faces were complicated, reverent, excited, and afraid, but they were not worried about being hacked to death.

Don't be so stupid.

He looks like a god of killing now. Can you be serious?

Samurai Shikichi really wants to complain.

but.

I want to complain if I want to complain.

He himself knows it.

These wild dogs who were driven all the way to Hakone were suppressed for too long.

In a sense, this situation was also sought by Tsuruka Hachiman Palace, who sent people all the way to pretend that the people from the Ise Shrine rushed to run away, secretly building momentum for Kitahara Nanfeng.

Now.

It is also normal for them to regard the North Yuan Nanfeng as their similar and invisible leader.

I can only say that there is a cause and a result. If you want to get, you have to bear the corresponding risks.
To be continued...