The night was getting dark, and everything around me looked hazy.
In the courtyard of Chen Hai's courtyard, there are flowers, plants, trees, and a rockery pavilion.
Compared with the empty plain land, the environment in this courtyard is naturally much more complicated.
Bai Xiaohang was alert and felt something was wrong. Although he subconsciously glanced around, he did not pay much attention to the situation on the ground.
Of course, his reaction is not surprising at all.
If it were another ordinary person here, he would only look around and ignore the shadows on the ground.
"What happened just now? The surrounding area is still the same as before, and there is nothing abnormal!"
"Could it be that I am worried and overthinking?"
After scanning back and forth a few times and finding nothing, Bai Xiaohang looked suspicious. He looked back and muttered to himself.
"Qiang..." Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, the shadow that was only a few steps away from him suddenly jumped up from the ground.
Wearing black clothes, black pants and a black hood, only two eyes are exposed.
The thin figure that the shadow transformed into after leaping up, he waved his hand, and a bright sword light bloomed under the moonlight, directed at Bai Xiaohang's head, and struck straight at him.
"I am Cao Nima..." Bai Xiaohang's expression changed.
This knife came too fast and too suddenly.
The timing he chose happened to be the moment when his spirit had just relaxed.
When Bai Xiaohang saw the sword light, it had already reached the top of his head, and there was only a foot or so at most between it and his head.
Want to dodge? Even if he just rolls around, it's already too late.
In a hurry, the only thing he could do was to raise his arm to block the blow of the knife.
"Crack..." With a sound, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and blood splashed everywhere.
That knife was finally blocked by Bai Xiaohang.
It hit his right forearm. The damage caused by that knife was not three-thirds of the damage to his flesh, but three-thirds of damage to his bones before it was stuck by the bones of his forearm, making him unable to make any further progress.
As a natural warrior, he is a powerful person, and the muscles in his arms are far stronger than those of ordinary people.
In addition, at over 1.9 meters tall, he has thick bones and is much tougher than the average person.
Otherwise, the sword that the leaping black shadow struck would not only be blocked by three points of penetration into the bone, but would directly cut off his right forearm.
"Japanese... Ninja..." Bai Xiaohang's eyes were red, and Bai Xiaohang became completely violent.
His right arm was cut like this with a knife. He gritted his teeth and didn't even make a single sound.
While roaring angrily, he raised his right foot, aimed at the black figure, and kicked it hard.
Although this was his first time coming into contact with the existence of ninjas.
However, he must have watched some TV movies about ninjas.
Even in pirated movies from the Japanese country, you will occasionally see female pig feet dressed up like ninjas.
The black figure who slashed him in front of him was dressed like this and jumped out from the shadow on the ground to attack him. If this wasn't a ninja? What else could it be?
His sword did not cut off Bai Xiaohang's arm, and the black figure seemed a little surprised.
After just being stunned for a moment, Bai Xiaohang's kick had already landed on him.
It's a pity that he, who is thin, small and extremely flexible, seems to be under no pressure at all.
Although Bai Xiaohang's kick landed on him and kicked him up, he was just using the force and did not really cause much harm to him.
Falling to the ground, the black figure groaned, and then rolled over.
The next moment, a cloud of smoke exploded, covering his figure.
When the smoke cleared, there was no trace of him, and he was no longer a shadow.
On the other hand, Bai Xiaohang's right arm was bloody and bloody, and blood was still flowing.
"Three-inch Ding, get out and die!"
"Japanese ninjas? What a great name, but besides sneak attacks and assassinations, what else can you do?"
"Master Bai, I am standing here. If you have the ability, show up and fight me openly."
"Like a rat in the gutter, it only knows how to hide and hide. This is a shitty skill!"
"You, Mr. Bai, and I, even if I give you one hand, I can still strangle you to death..."
The vest he was wearing had been ripped off by Bai Xiaohang himself.
After bandaging his injured right arm haphazardly, he grabbed the back of the chair next to him with his left hand and swept his red eyes around the ground.
Now that he knew that Japanese ninjas could hide in the shadows underground, he now focused on the shadows on the ground around him.
"Bai Xiaohang, what I want to deal with is your boss Chen Hai!"
"This matter has nothing to do with you. If you want to leave now, I can let you go!"
More than ten meters away, on a lawn, the shadow on the ground twisted slightly.
Immediately afterwards, a man in black, his whole body covered in black clothes, with only two eyes exposed, emerged from the shadows and appeared in front of Bai Xiaohang.
As one of the two generals of Hengha under the target Chen Hai, the information about Bai Xiaohang was naturally given to them by Taro Murakami.
With Bai Xiaohang's amazing figure, he had just stood up, and his identity was already recognized by the man in black.
"You know that Chen Hai is my boss, but you still want to ask me to leave with just one sentence. Who do you think I am, Bai Xiaohang?"
"Want to deal with my boss? OK!"
"Either you hack me to death, or I kill you!"
"A bunch of guys who hide their heads and show their tails, don't even know what they are?"
"You, Mr. Bai, and I just want to beat you to death. Do you need to let me go?"
With a ruthless look on his face, Bai Xiaohang looked extremely ferocious at this moment. He glared at the black figure more than ten meters away and shouted sternly.
If he hadn't been worried about falling into someone else's trick, he would have picked up the chair in his hand and rushed towards the man in black without saying a word.
"There is an old saying in your Yanhuang Kingdom, which is that you will not die until you reach the Yellow River. Bai Xiaohang, if you are stubborn and stubborn, you are asking for death!"
There was an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes, and the man in black snorted coldly.
The next moment, behind Bai Xiaohang, another man in black jumped down from the wall of the training room, slashed at Bai Xiaohang with a fierce knife.
"Well done, Master Bai, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
"You Japanese people are like hungry wolves. One is attracting my attention from the front, and the other is taking the opportunity to sneak attack from behind."
"The routine you are playing is exactly the same as the wolf in Pu Songling's works!"
This time, as if he was really prepared, Bai Xiaohang reacted very quickly.
Amidst the laughter, he turned around and threw the chair in his hand directly at the man in black behind him.
"Pfft..." a sound.
The sword light struck the chair, splitting it into pieces.
However, after smashing the chair, the man in black had already consumed more than half of his power with the sword.
Bai Xiaohang used his injured right arm as a weapon, causing the man in black to slash his arm with his knife.
As for himself, taking advantage of the moment when the knife was stuck in the muscles of his arm, he stretched out his left arm and clasped it directly on the neck of the man in black.
"Bang bang bang..." He hit the head several times.
The skinny man in black, only a little over one and a half meters tall, looked like a child in front of an adult in front of Bai Xiaohang. The two were not on the same level at all.
Besides, Bai Xiaohang has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He is very good at boxing and kicking, and he is very good at fighting.
If this were not the case, when he had a conflict with Ding Laosan and his gang, he would not be able to fight against a group of people alone and still have the upper hand!
The black-clothed ninjas in front of me were powerful mainly because of their elusive ninja skills.
As small as they are, about three inches tall, when it comes to resistance and brute strength, there is not even a slight difference between them and Bai Xiaohang.
Bai Xiaohang seized the opportunity and hit the man in black hard several times. He fell limply to the ground, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive in an instant.
"Baga, you are a bunch of trash, even if you deal with an ordinary person, you can capsize your boat in the gutter!"
Amidst the angry scolding, Hirano Keiji, also dressed in black, instantly appeared on the left side of Bai Xiaohang.
It's just an ordinary person who can be dealt with by two of his subordinates. He doesn't bother to take action at all.
As a Jonin, he can barely be called the top being among the ninja group.
When he came here, his main target was the master from that sect that Taro Murakami said might exist behind Chen Hai.
But now, although Bai Xiaohang has lost one of his arms.
But one of the two men under him was unconscious and could only be slaughtered.
If he didn't show up again, Bai Xiaohang, who had already picked up his samurai sword, might actually stab his subordinate to death with a single blow.
Compared with the two black-clothed ninjas under his command, Hirano Keiji's strength was not just a little bit stronger.
Of course, he is only strong in ninjutsu and escape. When it comes to absolute power, there is still a big gap between him and Bai Xiaohang.
But even so, when he personally took action, Bai Xiaohang's situation suddenly became precarious.
With one slash, Hirano Keiji's figure disappeared almost at the same time.
Although he already had a samurai sword in his hand, Bai Xiaohang, whose right hand was disabled and holding the sword in his left hand, was already exhausted when facing Hirano Keiji's attack and had little power to fight back!
In just a few breaths, he was stabbed at least a dozen times.
His whole body was stained red with blood, but Bai Xiaohang still held on and did not let himself fall.