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Chapter 225 Flying Sword

Chapter 225 Flying Sword

The plane fell to the ground.

In sight.

Aji rushed over quickly.

behind.

Seeing the plane being kicked to the ground, Liansheng and his team immediately chased after him with knives.

In a hurry.

The plane quickly crawled forward two steps, trying to pick up the fallen blade, but it had long since lost its vigor and stability.

The three sword strikes just now cut off not only his sword, but also his dream of rising to the top with his combat prowess.

He was completely vulnerable in front of Aji.

turn out to be.

The gap between me and him is so big.

only.

Too late!

In a moment.

Just as the plane touched the blade, Aji was already in front of him.

The short knife held backwards was controlled by the wrist, and as the right arm was swung out, it was directly drawn towards the neck of the aircraft.

The plane's eyes widened and there was no time to resist.

At this moment.

Aji's eyes shrank, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the knife suddenly retracted from the side, and his whole body suddenly jumped and rolled forward.

"Bang!"

Gunshots all over.

A cloud of blood mist burst out from Ah Ji's right shoulder. His whole body trembled and he stumbled forward. The hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

Side orientation.

The big black star in Aqiang's hand was emitting a little smoke.

That is this opportunity.

He Liansheng, who came from behind, slashed Aji's back with knives, leaving three bloody marks in an instant.

"die!"

Ajilen gritted his teeth and growled, then turned around and slashed quickly with his short sword. A blood mark burst out on Ma Zai's wrist, and blood spattered out. He grabbed his wrist and screamed and fell to the ground.

"The Yan family shovel!"

Aqiang turned his gun and pointed it at Aji in the crowd again. He frowned and said, "The reaction speed of this rusher is so fast, I even dodged a fatal shot!"

Ready to pull the trigger again.

"Crack!"

Ksitigarbha stretched out his left hand and directly grabbed the big black star, caught Aqiang's finger, and said with a half-smile:

"It's not fair that someone is holding a knife while you're holding a gun, and you're carrying out a sneak attack. I, the Ksitigarbha, don't do this kind of thing, let them fight!"

"All right."

Aqiang curled his lips and could only put away the gun.

"Kill him while he's sick!"

The plane was still frightened, and he roared and commanded Ma Zai: "Behead him to death!"

immediately.

Many and Lian Sheng's cavalry surrounded Aji.

Ah Ji, who was already injured, was under siege by everyone. He glanced at the security company that had been emptied out, slashed one person with his knife, and fled directly towards the alley inside.

"Chase me!"

The plane roared angrily and walked up to Jizo: "Why don't you just shoot him!"

"That's what you said, you deal with him."

Ksitigarbha curled his lips in disapproval, smiled and shook his head: "Of course I can't steal your limelight."

"Don't tell me anymore. Go chase me now while you can still!"

"madman!"

The plane glared at Jizo fiercely and followed immediately.

Everyone chased him out of the alley, but found no trace of Aji at all. There was a road outside the alley, and there was only traffic.

"Grass!"

Airplane gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, then turned to look at Jizo who was following him: "This fucking person ran away!"

"Just run away."

Jizo took out a cigar and lit it for himself. He stepped on the tree trunks on the avenue and stretched out his hand to smooth his trouser legs:

"If someone runs away, that's your business. My mission is to take care of them."

During the conversation.

On the leather shoes, a drop of blood dripped down from top to bottom, and splashed on Jizo's leather shoes, which was particularly conspicuous.

"Oh!"

Ksitigarbha squinted his eyes and reached out to wipe the blood drops. His fingers were stained red by the blood, and fingerprints were visible.

He bit his cigar and looked up.

The large shade trees have lush branches and leaves.

"hehe!"

Jizo grinned, retracted his gaze, put his legs back on the ground, and stamped his feet vigorously:

"White Hair ran away, Blue Hair must not be able to run away."

He turned to look at the plane: "What are you afraid of? Just wipe out their place. Your boss will also blame them. I will speak for you."

"Aqiang."

He waved his hand and greeted Aqiang: "Let's go."

"Oh shit!"

Airplane looked at Jizo who was leaving with a cigar between his teeth. He gritted his teeth and had no choice but to follow.

A few minutes later.

The branches of the shade trees trembled.

Aji jumped down from the tree trunk, glanced at the direction they left, and quickly left the scene while covering his shot shoulder.

Take a few steps forward.

Aji glanced at a small shop facing the street and tried to break open the door, but failed, so he simply dove into the small bushes next to it.

He sat down on the ground, tore open his short-sleeved T-shirt, and his skin turned over where he was shot, and the bullet was deeply embedded.

"call!"

Ah Ji took a deep breath, rolled the T-shirt into a cloth bag and stuffed it into his mouth to bite. He picked up the short knife with his left hand and wiped it randomly on his pants. He simply burned the tip of the knife with a lighter and placed it directly at the location where he was shot.

.

"!"

Aji's face turned red, and the blood vessels on his neck were prominent. He endured the pain and cut open the skin with a knife, and took out the bloody bullet inside.

He curled up, and after briefly relaxing, he took out the cigarette from his trouser pocket, rubbed open the cigarette, collected the shredded tobacco, and applied it to the wound.

"!"

Aji's eyelids twitched, his clenched teeth trembled invisibly, then he tore open the T-shirt and wrapped it around it.

He lay on the ground exhausted and relaxed for half a minute. He lit a cigarette and took two puffs. He got up and got out of the bushes and walked directly onto the road.

Head on.

A car drove over, and looking at Aji standing in the middle of the road, he could only step on the brakes and roll down the window.

She is a young female driver.

The female driver was about to speak: "You"

Aji took out the short knife hidden at his side and put it on her neck. He motioned for her to open the door, opened the door and got in.

"Don't be impulsive, I won't resist."

The female driver swallowed her saliva with some fear and looked at the blood stains and simple bandaging on Aji's body:

"You are not in a very good condition right now. There is a medical kit on the back of the car. There is gauze in it. Please re-bandage it."

"Wherever you want to go, I will take you there!"

Her voice trembled, restraining the fear in her heart: "I won't resist, I have no ill intentions!"

Ah Ji glanced under the rear fender and actually placed a medical kit.

"This is the road!"

The young female driver's long eyelashes trembled and she continued: "I can't stop here for a long time. If someone in uniform sees me, they will definitely come and ask."

"Go to Zhongxin Card Room!"

Aji thought for a moment and gave the place name.

The car starts.

Aji looked at the female driver who was driving, and then looked at the road signs outside to make sure that the female driver was not playing tricks, and then he put down the short knife on her neck.

He opened the medical kit, took out the gauze inside, took off the wound wrapped with short-sleeved cloth strips, and bandaged it again.

After the twisting and twisting was completed, the white gauze was stained red with blood, making it look a little scary.

The car is moving fast.

More than ten minutes later.

"parking!"

Aji glanced at the Zhongxin Chess and Card Room on the street in front of him, signaled the female driver to stop the car, opened the door and walked out.

"Crack!"

A white bottoming T-shirt was thrown out of the car and hit Aji on the body, and then the car kicked off the accelerator and drove out.

Aji took the clothes that still had a little fragrance, glanced at the tail lights of the car in the distance, and put on the loose T-shirt with his backhand. The size was barely adequate.

He walked quickly along the roadside and entered the street not far from the Zhongxin Chess and Card Room.

The rolling shutter door of the chess and card room has been closed, but the sign light hanging above is still on.

Aji thought for a moment, then turned around and walked around to the back of the building instead of going there.

The interior of the chess and card room.

Hall on the first floor.

at this time.

The ground was a mess.

All the horses in the chess and card room fell to the ground.

The blue-haired Luo Tianhong had several blood stains on his body and stood in the middle holding an eight-sided Han sword. The remaining blood was dripping down the blade of the Han sword.

Opposite him.

Four men in the dark were standing with samurai swords in their hands, their bodies more or less wounded, and at their feet lay the horse boy from the chess and card room.

On the edge.

A young woman in a red coat sat on a stool with her legs crossed, her black hair spread on both sides of her shoulders.

She held her cheek with her palm, blinked and looked at Luo Tianhong, her feet moving rhythmically on the ground.

The soles of the shoes made a crisp sound when they hit the ground.

This is the third group of people tonight, a drug trafficking group from the Japanese country, and they have reached an agreement with Cai Yuanqi.

They helped to deal with Zhongxinyi, and once the matter was completed, they would have a place in the white powder market on Hong Kong Island.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Kawaguchi Miko."

The young woman rubbed her chin with her fingers, looked Luo Tianhong up and down, and said in a less fluent Mandarin:

"You are very good and can fight well. You actually killed six of my subordinates. Why don't you follow me?"

Her eyes glanced at the knife wound on Luo Tianhong's hand: "My people are different. If you continue to beat me like this, you will die."

Luo Tianhong didn't answer, and turned his head to look at her. Under the bangs hanging down on his forehead, his eyes were fierce and sharp.

"snort!"

Kawaguchi Meiko waved her hand.

The four people holding samurai swords raised their swords and walked up to Luo Tianhong, surrounding him.

Luo Tianhong held the sword in his right hand and stood motionless, his eyes quickly catching the movement around him.

"Whoa!"

The four of them drew their swords at the same time and slashed at Luo Tianhong from four directions. The four of them worked together perfectly.

"clang!"

Luo Tianhong blocked with his sword, raised the sword and rushed forward, dodging the katana slashed behind him, and took the initiative to draw the sword.

"Clang clang clang!"

The blades collided together, making a crisp metallic collision sound, and the collision sound became faster and faster.

"Plop!"

The four-man team lost one person again.

There were two more cuts on Luo Tianhong's arm. The wounds on his body looked shocking, and his clothes were stained with blood.

In front of this perfectly formed team, he could only choose to trade lives for lives in order to break through.

"I'm bored!"

Kawaguchi Meiko frowned and waved her hand to signal the remaining three people to leave.

She took off her red coat, took off the hair ties from her wrists and tied up her loose hair.

Picking up the katana on the table.

Pull the sword out of its sheath, hold the katana handle with both hands, and hold the sword forward.

The reinforced patterns on the handle fit her palm together, and the long, narrow and slightly curved blade had a sharp edge.

"bass"

Luo Tianhong holds a sword in his right hand, pointing at Miko Kawaguchi.

The blade of the sword is straight and exquisite on all sides.

On the tip of the sword.

The remaining blood slowly condensed downwards, and finally gathered into a drop, dripping to the ground.

"Ho!"

Kawaguchi Meiko shouted loudly, rushed forward with a knife in both hands, and slashed directly at Luo Tianhong, simply and roughly.

Luo Tianhong did not block, but swung out with his right hand holding the sword in one hand.

One chop and one chop.

"Clang clang clang!"

The collision of sword blades with blades, the crisp sound of metal collision, was heard constantly, and sparks flew out from time to time.

The speed of the two men's swords and swords was getting faster and faster.

"clang!"

There was a crisp sound.

The katana slashed the Hamian Han sword to the ground.

Kawaguchi Meiko grasped the handle of the samurai sword with both hands, pressed it down hard, stared at Luo Tianhong, and said in a playful tone:

"Luo Tianhong, the force with which you draw your sword is getting weaker and weaker. Is the wound tearing bigger and bigger?!"

"snort!"

Luo Tianhong snorted coldly, exerted force with his right hand, and the wrist holding the sword suddenly shook, causing the sword body to tremble, flicking the katana away, and the tip of the sword stabbed Kawaguchi Miko's right leg.

"joke!"

Kawaguchi Meiko shouted loudly, moved to the side to avoid, and then slashed Luo Tianhong's chest with the katana.

Luo Tianhong drew his sword to block.

behind.

A strong wind came.

The two people who were watching suddenly drew their swords.

Luo Tianhong ducked sideways to the limit, splitting Kawaguchi Meiko's sword, and blocked it sideways again, hiding himself under the protection of the Han sword.

"Bah!"

The sharp blade missed the vital point and opened Luo Tianhong's back, leaving a bloody mouth and a wound on his arm.

Luo Tianhong stretched himself out and stood, with cold eyes under his blue bangs.

"Tick tock."

Blood slid down his fingers, spread on the hilt, and flowed down the blade.

"Oh!"

Kawaguchi Meiko narrowed her eyes, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

Even in such an injured state, Luo Tianhong was still able to successfully avoid vital points when facing a sneak attack from his own people.

This man, this strange sword, has become something extraordinary.

She no longer paused, and attacked again with the knife in both hands, slashing at him one after another, not giving Luo Tianhong any time to breathe.

On the edge.

The three men holding samurai swords watched silently, looking for the most favorable opportunity to catch Luo Tianhong's flaw, and they must kill him with one blow.

In the hall.

Luo Tianhong and Kawaguchi Meiko were fighting together, the sound of swords clashing was frequent, and the two of them were fighting faster and faster.

When Miko Kawaguchi took the initiative to attack, Luo Tianhong retreated continuously. Seeing that she had the advantage, she swung her sword again and took over the offensive, but also exposed her flaws.

"Now!"

Luo Tianhong stared at Kawaguchi Miko, who was attacking with all his strength. He had been defensive and finally took the initiative to use his sword.

The slashing katana was deflected by the Han sword, and the sword tip was pushed forward.

"die!"

He gave a soft drink and moved the sword forward.

"Now!"

The man who was watching from the side flicked his wrist, and the samurai sword struck Luo Tianhong's right wrist holding the sword.

He raised the knife and dropped it.

The katana flew forward and fell in the air.

"Da da da!"

Rapid footsteps sounded.

"rub!"

The sound of breaking wind came one after another.

The location of the stairs on the second floor.

Aji, who came up from the side, saw this scene and suddenly accelerated his running and sprinting. He squinted at the man who raised the knife to the highest position and was about to chop it down with sharp eyes.

The dagger held tightly in his right hand was thrown as hard as possible.

The blood-stained dagger flew from the air, and driven by the huge throwing force, it spun and slashed from the air.

"Pfft!"

It sprinted forward under the huge inertia and plunged directly into the man's neck with a muffled sound.

The short knife was so sharp that it didn't stop immediately after it penetrated the man's neck. The impact knocked him down.

Under collision.

The blade of the short sword penetrated completely, leaving only the handle, and the tip protruded from the other end.

(End of chapter)


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