The remaining kabuki has the most outstanding appearance among them all. She wears a fine-lined kimono, her hair is tied up in a high bun, her skin is delicate, her curves are soft, and she is extremely beautiful.
Ren Xiaoyao had already inquired about the price in advance. The price of kabuki is generally 300,000 yen per hour. The price of a kabuki with such a beauty should be higher.
There was a small jade plaque hanging on the waist of this singer, which read Miyamoto Hideko, which was probably her name. She bowed to Ren Xiaoyao first, then waved her sleeves lightly, and her movements were full of elegance.
Amorous. The kimono dances, revealing half of the snow-white and exquisite calves, which really makes people excited.
Miyamoto Hideko danced more and more urgently. The hem of her long skirt had completely floated up, revealing her slender and attractive figure. Her red thong was looming. She moved in front of Ren Xiaoyao as she danced.
Ren Xiaoyao felt the fire of desire rising in his body. Hideko Miyamoto's charming eyes couldn't help but cast towards Ren Xiaoyao. When Ren Xiaoyao was in a state of confusion and infatuation, he suddenly felt a strong murderous intention pressing towards him.
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For Ren Xiaoyao, purely relying on his own innate instinct, his body fell backwards.
Miyamoto Hideko's movements were extremely fast, and the cold light of the blade flashed. She protected her chest with the hand holding the knife, the blade facing outward, ready to cut Ren Xiaoyao's throat at any time.
When Ren Xiaoyao raised his left arm to resist her attack, he also saw that the knife was a K-bar dagger used by the US Marine Corps, with a 7-inch long razor-sharp blade.
Ren Xiaoyao never expected that a weak-looking woman could possess such great strength. When he resisted her fierce thrust, his forearm touched hers, and he felt that the other person's strength was not inferior to his own.
Miyamoto Hideko continued to approach, rushing towards Ren Xiaoyao's body, twisting her arms in an attempt to avoid his resistance.
Ren Xiaoyao originally wanted to win it in one fell swoop, but once he considered that he was now Zhao Yu, he gave up such an idea.
Then she stabbed fiercely from another direction, her beautiful eyes flashing with cold murderous intent, staring straight into Ren Xiaoyao's eyes.
She rushed forward with all her strength, then stepped back, breaking away from Ren Xiaoyao's blockage, and prepared to kill him a second time.
This is an old trick of close-quarters swordsmanship, using the opponent's body as leverage. Ren Xiaoyao, who has experienced many battles, will not fall for it easily.
This time, she turned the knife around, stretched the thumb of the hand holding the handle of the knife forward, and prepared to attack from below using traditional knife techniques.
She slowed down and jumped left and right in the limited space indoors. She jumped to the side and stabbed Ren Xiaoyao in the left rib.
Ren Xiaoyao blocked her attack with his left forearm, stretched out his right hand to grab her wrist, pressed down hard, and twisted her wrist, trying to force her to drop the weapon in her hand, but she broke his thumb away
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She jumped left and right again, took two steps back, and when she pretended to take the third step, she changed direction and jumped to the right. Then she made another fake move to the left but was actually facing straight forward. She bent her knees and jumped.
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Ren Xiaoyao saw the blade stabbing from below, he dodged to the left, and then turned to the right, just like a matador performing the action of fiddling with his cape.
The blade was only a few inches away from him, and Ren Xiaoyao's body hit the screen behind him with a 'bang'.
Before Ren Xiaoyao had time to step forward and grab the knife, Miyamoto Hideko had already turned around and approached him again, the knife still held tightly in her snow-white slender hand.
Ren Xiaoyao resisted again. This time he grabbed her wrist tightly with his right hand and pushed it away with his left forearm.
He slammed her wrist against the wall with all his strength, and he could feel Hideko Miyamoto's arm struggling and her moaning in pain as her arm slammed into the wall.
The knife fell, but she still continued to resist - her knees pressed against Ren Xiaoyao's lower body.
When her knee came up, Ren Xiaoyao felt an unbearable sharp pain and couldn't help shouting loudly. The pain increased Ren Xiaoyao's anger to the maximum: "I'm going to fuck you!"
Ren Xiaoyao punched Miyamoto Hideko hard on the soft lower abdomen. Miyamoto Hideko was completely defeated by this punch. Her vision went dark and she fainted.
Ren Xiaoyao still couldn't understand his hatred and pinched her soft chest twice. He suddenly remembered whether Qiao Wenyuan and the others were also in danger, so he quickly picked up the dagger on the ground and rushed out the door.
Evans rushed to the courtyard almost at the same time as Ren Xiaoyao. The two looked at each other and smiled at each other. At this time, they heard a slight explosion from Yang Jianye's room. The shirtless Yang Jianye came out of the room with thick smoke.
Escaped, and then two kabukis whose eyebrows were blackened by smoke also rushed out from inside.
The three people quickly gathered together, and Ren Xiaoyao said loudly: "Old Qiao hasn't come out yet, let's go to his place..."
Before Ren Xiaoyao finished speaking, more than a dozen geishas wearing black samurai uniforms and holding bright Japanese swords surrounded them from all sides.
Yang Jianye smiled bitterly and said: "Damn it, aren't you just looking for a prostitute? Why does it need such a big scene?"
Ren Xiaoyao said: "These Japanese girls today are basically here for us!"
Yang Jianye had run out of micro-explosives and had to deal with the situation with bare hands.
The three of them moved back to back towards the long and winding bridge in the courtyard. Occupying this place can effectively curb the enemy's surrounding attacks. Ren Xiaoyao and Evans, who are good at fighting, guarded the positions on both sides respectively, and Yang Jianye stood in the middle.
The two geishas swung their knives to chop off Ren Xiaoyao's head. Ren Xiaoyao's shoulders sank. The dagger in his hand drew a cold light towards the Japanese sword on the right, and kicked the wrist of the geisha on the left that was holding the sword with his left foot.
The dagger and the Japanese sword collided in the air. Ren Xiaoyao's power obviously had the upper hand. The force of the sword was restrained by his powerful force. The geisha on the left was kicked back by him. He used this opportunity to bully the geisha on the right with his body.
As a geisha, within such a distance, the dagger in his hand has more room for maneuver than the opponent's Japanese sword.
The dagger slid down along the blade, making a harsh metal friction sound. The oriental sword in the geisha's hand spun diagonally, trying to get rid of Ren Xiaoyao's blow to the arm.
Ren Xiaoyao snorted coldly, and grasped her knife-holding wrist with his left hand like lightning. He reversed the wrist and twisted the geisha's wrist into dislocation. The tip of the Japanese knife fell downwards onto the wooden bridge.
Ren Xiaoyao kicked the geisha in the back, and she screamed and threw herself in the direction of her companion.
Ren Xiaoyao made full use of the narrow space on the bridge. Although the opponent had a large number of people, they could not form an encirclement on the bridge where only two people could stand side by side.
The two geishas gave way to their injured companion and attacked Ren Xiaoyao again with their swords.
Ren Xiaoyao threw the dagger to Yang Jianye, pulled out the Japanese sword from the bridge with his backhand, raised his hands high and struck down at the geisha in front of him.