Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

Chapter 111

When saying this sentence.

Nakai Ichiro's expression was extremely calm.

Even if there was still fear in his eyes.

But he was really hardened.

But such behavior made Saito Hiroya extremely angry.

He felt his dignity challenged.

A person who was about to die was so calm facing him.

In the image of Saito Hiroya.

Nakai Ichiro should have acted utterly terrified.

His face was terrified, pale and bloodless.

The body trembled crazily.

Shaking like leaves in a strong wind.

Incoherent.

Even fell to his knees.

Desperately hit his head on the ground, begging him to spare his life.

And Hiroshi Saito would also watch all this in a condescending and indifferent manner.

A sharp rebuff to the wailing of the weak.

At the same time give death.

The prime minister, who used to be aloof, became a trembling and crawling doll under him.

What a sight to behold.

It is definitely a beautiful landscape on his way to the supreme power.

But right now.

Nakai Ichiro was relieved.

Show unprecedented shock detachment.

This made Saito Hiroya very angry.

His idea was not that Nakai Ichiro had figured it out.

It is Nakai Ichiro's disdain for the master who brought death to come and take his life.

Saito Hiroya stared at him angrily.

A venomous chill escaped from the corners of his eyes.

Sen Leng's murderous intent swept through the room like a storm.

But Nakai Ichiro remained undisturbed.

He slowly closed his eyes and calmly greeted his own death.

This day has long been in his imagination.

It just came a little earlier.

It came rather abruptly.

"It's ridiculous that a dying person is still here pretending to be a posture!" Saito Hiroya was completely penetrated by his actions.

The ridiculous dignity of the so-called strong in my heart seems to have been ruthlessly trampled on.

at last.

In the terrible electric light.

Saito Hiroya swung his sword.

The blazing electric snake pierced Nakai Ichiro's closed eyes with the cold sword light. His body trembled slightly, and the fear of death spread, but he still didn't let out a dying cry.

Nakai Ichiro remained motionless.

At the end of his life, the lofty prime minister finally showed his own dignity and integrity.

The blade digs into the flesh.

Not deep.

But he cut open all the blood vessels on his neck.

Warm blood spurted out.

The heavy suffocation and pain obliterated Nakai Ichiro's mind in an instant.

Like a volcanic eruption.

Nakai Ichiro collapsed to the ground while eating and grinning.

The blood gushing from the neck quickly pooled under the body into a pool of blood.

He didn't lose it right away.

Instead, he slowly felt the passing of life amid blood loss.

In utter despair.

Saito Hiroya did this on purpose.

He could have killed Nakai Ichiro directly, but the latter's calm and detached expression completely irritated Saito Hiroya.

but.

Nakai Ichiro was never like that.

He is just a natural expression of emotion.

Think back to bits and pieces of your past.

Nakai Ichiro just retained his basic dignity as a prime minister and a human being before his death.

can act like this.

In the eyes of Saito Hiroya, it was naked arrogance and blasphemy.

It can be seen how fragile Saito Hiroya's heart is as a strong man.

perhaps.

After all, Hiroya Saito is just a strange child with a distorted world view of mental illness.

Born into a political family.

for him.

Perhaps it is the root cause of all these evil results.

He watched Nakai Ichiro struggling and dying under his body.

But in the last afterglow of life.

Nakai Ichiro still showed no fear.

look at him.

Saito Hiro also snorted coldly.

"Go to hell with your self-righteous dignity!"

Say it.

Go ahead and go.

Or in other words, escape from here.

Facing Nakai Ichiro's expression, he felt unprecedented humiliation.

But what can he do?

To torture him even more?

The more I do this, I'm afraid it will only expose the fact that I am furious and angry.

Open the brown floor-to-ceiling curtain.

The wind and rain roared with thunder.

The cold lightning flashed.

It hit Saito Hiroya's sharp face.

He stooped and flicked.

He jumped straight to the window sill on the second floor.

Wandering in the wind and rain.

Saito Hiroya was like a big bird. When he settled down, he rolled over to relieve his strength, and then stared at the rain and left.

Inside the huge mansion.

Only Ichiro Nakai died from constant blood loss.

The world in front of me is becoming more and more chaotic.

The lingering voice became increasingly lonely.

to the end.

The world is chaotic and silent.

Nakai Ichiro felt an unprecedented sense of tranquility and peace of mind.

He died.

After killing the current Prime Minister Nakai Ichiro, Hiro Saito did not make any pauses, and went straight to the mansion where Yu Suzuki lived.

These two old things live in the same area here because of their identities and inseparable relationship.

Soon.

Saito Hiroshi also came to an old mansion.

Standing under the dark sky, against the thousands of falling rain, the wind hunts and kills.

He lurked away without a sound.

The structure of the mansion is basically the same as the structure where Nakai Ichiro lived.

After a little figuring out.

Saito Hiroya easily jumped up to the second floor with extremely sensitive steps.

By the roar of thunder.

He opened the windshield windows.

The moment of leaping into the room.

Lightning illuminates the dark world.

No one is empty.

And it's a mess.

It looked like it was being cleaned up and moved.

Saito Hiroya frowned.

Fumbled towards the hall.

Like a bedroom.

There was no one to be seen anywhere.

The entire mansion was empty, and it was eerily lonely and desolate.

Such a situation.

There is only one possibility.

That is, Suzuki Yuu had already sensed the abnormality of the matter and fled ahead of time.

Although Saito Hiroya was a little surprised.

But it was still expected.

Yuu Suzuki can be called a politician more than Ichiro Nakai. He has been in the political world for decades and has unparalleled talent. He is scheming, treacherous and cunning.

During the period when Kimura was in control of the government, Suzuki Yuu had already made sufficient preparations. He had been planning all this day and night. After so many years of struggling, he knew that life was uncertain, and it might disappear inadvertently. Knowing that Kimura will kill them sooner or later, and Suzuki Yuu is no longer the prime minister, the risk of death is greater than that of Nakai Ichiro, so he lives every day with a chandelier, for fear that someday it will be inexplicable Dead, right now, he must have sensed some rumors and slipped away ahead of time.

It is not an exaggeration to rely on his cunning and cunning ability to be able to do this without anyone noticing.

Finally, I went through it carefully, after making sure that there were no clues left.

Saito Hiroya used the old telephone in the mansion to dial Kimura's exclusive line.

After a short busy tone.

The call is connected.

The background is noisy wind and rain.

Still heavy breathing.

"Mr. Kimura, Yu Suzuki has already escaped, and it has been planned for a long time depending on the situation. I am afraid it will be difficult to find him in a while." Hiroya Saito explained the situation.

at the root.

Something is a direct response.

Go straight.

There is no need to talk nonsense, just explain your own affairs.

"I see, you should deal with those two ghosts as soon as possible. The experiment is coming to an end, and I don't have much time left," Kimura said.

He hung up immediately.

Saito Hiroshi is also used to it.

Pressing the microphone into the landline, he stared at the dark world with complicated eyes.

Asakusa.

Itachi sat under the huge eaves of the mansion.

The precarious world is reflected in the dark pupils.

The dark and reckless zenith continued to streak across the mournful thunder.

Explosive thunder crashed into my ears.

humming.

Butterfly Ninja and the others still haven't woken up, but the situation is not bad, but Ueno Qianghiro's physical condition is getting worse, his physical signs are disordered, and even his breathing has become weak.

Ren Zhushi's frequent tricks are also helpless.

In the end, you can only let it go.

Life and death are only in one thought.

Itachi doesn't care about that.

Although Ueno Qianghiro is the person ordered by Yuya Miyayashiki to protect, but in the end it is only a mission, and he and the other party just met by chance. Itachi has fulfilled his due obligations, and now whether he can live can only depend on him Own good fortune.

What Itachi is most concerned about now is his younger brother, Uchiha Sasuke, and there is such a false and fierce illusion behind the turning against each other.

Who planted such a restriction in Uchiha Sasuke's mind?

Who on earth distorted his perception of the world?
And is everything that happened in the world of Sasuke Uchiha really happened outside of himself?
How are the parents of the family now?

Questions that linger in your mind.

Intertwined and formed layers of mist, like this mountain-like black cloud gathered over Tokyo, lingering.

Lightning, thunder, clouds and torrential rain in Tokyo.

The same is true in Itachi's mind.

Ugh--

Itachi exhaled.

Footsteps slowly approached behind him.

When knocking on the ear.

There is also a clear and gentle voice.

"Mr. Tomioka Yoshiyuki, it's late at night, let's get in the house as soon as possible. I can understand your urgency, but no matter what, you still have to put your body first. Now that the wind and rain are turbulent, it's better to rest as soon as possible." Zhu Shi Go to Itachi's side.

Today, his appearance is still Tomioka Yoshiyuki.

in previous encounters.

Butterfly Ren also introduced his identity to Zhu Shi.

Tomioka volunteers.

Ghost Slayer's Pillar.

As a ghost.

Facing Zhu was so calm and caring, which made people have mixed feelings.

"Thank you, Miss Zhushi." Itachi responded politely.

in several contacts.

Itachi also changed his view of Zhu Shi. At first, he thought she was a ghost, but he naturally assumed the identity of a vicious and vicious person. After all, not every ghost is like Nezuko.

Nezuko is also the only kind and reliable ghost Itachi has ever seen, and the only kind and reliable ghost seen by most of the swordsmen in the entire Ghost Slayer Squad.

After all, the cruelty of a creature like a ghost comes from the blood and genes, the cruelty and bloodlust engraved in the bones.

Just like fire and water.

Incompatible by nature.

With me without you, with you without me.

The same is true of ghosts and humans.

Nezuko is just a one-in-a-million variable.

So there is no need to look at ghosts with a dialectical perspective.

This kind of thing is even more trivial than panning for gold in the sand.

But since the misunderstanding is resolved.

Itachi will naturally respect each other.

As a ghost, he can still maintain the kindness that most humans do not have.

Itachi admired that very much.

"Mr. Ueno's situation is very unstable. Based on my years of experience, I'm afraid the probability of surviving is one in ten." Zhu Shi said.

"If the final result is death, no one will blame you. You have done your best, and then you can just look at Mr. Ueno's own good fortune." Itachi said.

"I'm so sorry." Zhu Shi said softly.

Itachi was speechless.

As a ghost, Zhu Shi can feel sorry for others at this very moment. It is very valuable. Mingmin has worked so hard, but now he still blames himself. I am afraid that this is not the case among [-]% of human beings. Be kind.

"Miss Zhushi should go and rest quickly, even ghosts need to rest." Itachi said.

The night was dark.

If there is no storm at this point.

It is already the time when everything is silent.

Looking up at the mighty sky.

Feel the loneliness like never before.

"We ghosts don't need too much rest, we just need to maintain enough energy." Zhu Shi smiled slightly.

Itachi was noncommittal.

compared to her.

Only in my current state can I say that I don't need to rest at all.

The state of the shadow clone only needs Chakra to maintain it.

If you don't fight.

He can persist for a long time without dissipating.

"Mr. Tomioka Yoshiyuki, let's rest as soon as possible."

"Just like you."

"Actually, I don't need any rest." Itachi spread his hands.

Butterfly Ninja naturally laughed it off.

It was all a joke made by Itachi.

How can a human being not need to rest.

Even the pillars of the Ghost Killing Team couldn't get rid of the rules of ordinary creatures after all.

One day without rest.

It can already cause great fatigue damage to the physical condition and mental aspect.

It's just that he doesn't know.

The so-called Giyuu Tomioka in front of us today is not even a basic living thing.

He is just an energy body.

Tie by Chakrawi.

"I want to see the rain in this city." Itachi said lightly.

"Since that's the case, I won't bother you any more. If you're sleepy, you can come in without knocking on the door." Zhu Shi didn't say anything more.

She turned her back and left.

Carefully close the door.

Not off.

The sprawling light dissipates as the door closes.

Under the dim light of the chandelier, Itachi stood alone again. He looked at the heavy and dark sky, and the rain of thousands of threads densely occupied his vision.

Inside the mansion.

Zhu Shi walked through the corridor.

Around the corner is a familiar figure.

Yushiro.

When Zhu Shi talked with Itachi, he kept looking around.

"Master Zhu Shi."

"Yushiro."

"Why are you still wandering around so late?"

"As you said, ghosts don't need to rest. I'm very energetic now." Yushiro said, he had already heard the conversation between the two clearly through his perception.

"Master Zhushi cares too much about those human beings. We just need to live our own lives well. Let's not do things that will only increase troubles and dangers." Yushiro muttered.

"Yushiro, do you know the biggest difference between ghosts and humans?" Zhu Shi didn't answer his words, but asked a question.

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