Two figures flashed quickly on the roof of the girls' apartment building, and the two sword lights intertwined with each other. "Dang! Dang! Dang!" The sound of two knives colliding could not be heard. This was a fight between women.
A showdown between masters. Zhao Fei and Michiko both attack each other with the fastest and most ruthless moves. As long as either of them is slightly negligent, blood will be splashed under the knife. The pilot of the helicopter
Staring blankly at the two blurry figures, the two knives emitting a faint cold light had already dazzled him.
In the girls' apartment building, two ninjas tiptoed into dormitory 601. One ninja took out the miniature flashlight he carried with him. He turned on the flashlight and carefully took a look at the four beds in the dormitory. Zhang Ya and Dongfang Yanran were sleeping close by.
On the two beds by the window, the two ninjas looked at each other and stepped lightly. One walked towards Dongfang Yanran, and the other walked towards Zhang Ya. Zhang Ya was breathing evenly and her chest was rising and falling slightly. From this look, it was obvious that she was sleeping.
In the meantime, the ninja holding a miniature flashlight shone on Zhang Ya's cheek and then withdrew his hand, turned to the other ninja, shook his head, and pointed at Dongfang Yanran on the bed opposite. The other ninja immediately understood, and he took out a
The black handkerchief reached out to cover Dongfang Yanran's mouth.
Dongfang Yanran woke up as soon as the two ninjas entered the door. She didn't jump up and deal with the two ninjas mainly because she didn't want to wake up Zhang Ya and was afraid that Zhang Ya would be hurt unnecessarily. The ninja's hand holding the black handkerchief slowly stretched out
When she arrived in front of Dongfang Yanran's face, Dongfang Yanran's slightly closed eyes opened.
Seeing that Dongfang Yanran had no reaction, the ninja thought that he would succeed soon. Just as the hand holding the handkerchief was about to cover Dongfang Yanran's mouth, he felt his wrist tightened and was pinched by someone. He panicked and withdrew his hand, but it was too late.
Dongfang Yanran pinched Ninja's wrist with her right hand, snatched the handkerchief from Ninja's hand with her left hand, and covered Ninja's mouth as quickly as possible. All this happened in an instant, and both Ninjas were stunned and did not react.
Come here, these few seconds of hesitation will determine their life or death in the next moment.
Dongfang Yanran took the handkerchief and covered the mouth of the ninja standing beside her bed. Her right hand let go of the ninja's wrist and pulled out the samurai sword from the ninja's back. She turned over and jumped up and swung the sword out with a touch of coldness.
Passed the neck of another ninja. The bodies of the two ninjas fell softly, one died and the other fainted on the ground. Dongfang Yanran also landed lightly, turned around and looked at the ninja who fainted on the ground,
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the knife in his hand cut through the ninja's throat mercilessly. The unconscious ninja's body twitched a few times and stopped moving. Dongfang Yanran, the lackey of the Mitsui family, showed no mercy when he attacked.
It was a scene she would never forget. She almost lost her life and her lover that night. She had already secretly vowed to kill everyone in the Mitsui family.
After Dongfang Yanran killed the two ninjas, she quickly put on her clothes. Seeing Zhang Ya lying on the bed still dreaming, she shook her head and smiled, and quickly walked out of the dormitory. On the roof, Zhao Fei and Michiko had also been fighting for dozens of times.
Zhao, neither of them had the upper hand. They were three meters apart and looked at each other with swords in their hands, both looking for the best opportunity to take action. Dongfang Yanran held a long samurai sword in her hand and walked up to the roof. At this time
, Zhao Fei and Michiko are still looking at each other.
The sound of Dongfang Yanran's footsteps walking up to the top of the building startled both of them at the same time. Zhao Fei could roughly tell from the corner of her eye that it was Dongfang Yanran. The trace of uneasiness that arose in her heart from letting the two ninjas go completely disappeared, and she turned her wrist.
The dagger danced with a flash of light, and she rushed towards Michiko. Michiko turned around and saw Dongfang Yanran walking up to the roof. Her heart trembled, and she understood that her two men must be in danger, which also indicated that her plan tonight would fail.
Now that the plan has failed, she has to retreat and continue to struggle. There is no advantage at all. Michiko just had the intention to retreat. The short sword in Zhao Fei's hand has already reached Michiko's chest. Michiko raised her eyebrows a few times and held it with her samurai sword.
Zhao Fei's short sword.
"Yeah!" Michiko shouted, holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, exerting force on her feet, and rushing forward. How could Zhao Fei with one hand resist Michiko who was holding the knife with both hands? She gritted her teeth and stared at Michiko, and her body rushed backward.
Retreat. One rushes forward, and the other retreats sharply. Their bodies are not separated, and the two knives stuck together are not separated either. "Squeak! Squeak!" The sound of the friction between the blades is particularly harsh. If anyone hears it,
It will definitely feel creepy.
Zhao Fei was still retreating, getting closer and closer to the edge of the roof. A ferocious smile appeared on Michiko's face, and her arms holding the knife added a little more strength, even though Zhao Fei would not die under her knife.
, she also wanted Zhao Fei to fall from the roof of this eight-story apartment building. Dongfang Yanran couldn't help but tighten the knife in her hand, and wanted to rush over to help Zhao Fei. At this time, Zhao Fei also retreated to the edge of the roof. She
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, his upper body suddenly leaned back and bent, and his soft body formed a backwards bending semicircle under the force of this bend. This extremely wonderful and extremely graceful posture just avoided
The katana in Michiko's hand and a short sword also appeared in her left hand. With a strong wave of her left arm, a cold light struck Michiko's belly. Michiko never thought that Zhao Fei was using two swords. There are many experts in the duel.
A trace of negligence is the difference between life and death. Michiko gritted her teeth and jumped back. It is not easy for a forward body to overcome the inertia and jump back. Michiko is a master, but masters cannot think ahead.
You can retreat as soon as you want to move forward. This requires a process. If there is a process, it will naturally take time. When she jumped back, the short knife in Zhao Fei's left hand had already cut open her white suit. A muffled groan sounded in the air.
There is a faint smell of blood.
Michiko took a few steps back after her leaping body landed. Her arm holding the knife trembled slightly, and her other hand covered her stomach. Bright red blood flowed out from the gaps between her fingers, and white blood flowed out.
His suit was also stained with patches of bright red.
When Michiko retreated, Zhao Fei also straightened up. With a sneer on her face, she walked towards the injured Michiko step by step, "You are very skilled, but it's a pity that you are too impatient. There is a saying in our country that you can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient."
I can hurt you so easily because of your grace."
"If you hurt me, what can you do to me? You can't kill me!" Michiko stared at Zhao Fei with her hateful eyes and said in a hateful voice. She had the urge to fight to the death, holding the knife in her hand.
She couldn't stop trembling. The impulse was an impulse, but her mind was still quite calm. She knew that she was the one who died due to this impulse.
Dongfang Yanran also stepped in front of Zhao Fei, with cold air flowing down her beautiful face. She glared at Michiko and said, "I will never let go of the lackey of the Mitsui family. You must die!"
After Dongfang Yanran finished speaking, she clasped the knife in her hand and rushed towards Michiko. Michiko swung her hand covering the wound, and a five-point black shadow shot at Dongfang Yanran. She turned around and ran towards the helicopter not far behind her. Dongfang Yanran hurriedly dodged to avoid it.
After five o'clock, Zhao Fei chased after Michiko at the moment when she turned around. When Michiko heard the footsteps behind her, she swung her right arm behind her without looking back, and the katana in her hand turned into an oversized flying knife.
Xiang Zhao Fei. When Zhao Fei ducked sideways to avoid the oversized flying knife, Michiko was already on the helicopter.
Dongfang Yanran and Zhao Fei still wanted to chase, but Michiko, who was sitting in the passenger seat, already had a mini submachine gun in her hand. She smiled coldly and pulled the trigger with her finger. Dongfang Yanran and Zhao Fei had no choice but to pounce in order not to be hit by the bullets.
He fell on the roof of the building, and after a burst of gunfire, the helicopter rose into the air.
"Dongfang Yanran, I will definitely catch you, and I will definitely kill your bodyguards." Michiko held a mini-submachine gun in her hand and shouted with a ferocious face. She shouted with all her strength Dongfang Yanran and Zhao
Fei didn't hear it, and all her efforts were in vain, because the sound of the propellers covered up her roar.
Dongfang Yanran and Zhao Fei slowly got up, looking at the helicopter flying farther and farther in the dark night with murderous eyes.