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"Strange ghost."

Xixiang Takamori was fierce.

"You know what happened, right? It's all up to you to kill him."

"it is good."

He Shangyanzhai didn't say much, just accepted the job.

The preparation work is cumbersome. The first thing is of course to eat and sleep well.Of course, it is also very important to know oneself and the enemy, so he specifically went to look for the person who was said to be as famous as himself, the Okada Izo who had fought against ghosts from other lands.

"His martial arts...I don't know how to describe it."

Okada Izo frowned.

"He knows a lot of things, which are very complicated, but he can use each of them with ease. In addition, he has great strength and skill in exerting force. I still remember the last time I fought against him... Sorry, you can stop now What? My mind is a bit messed up, I can't remember many things..."

"I can understand."

Kawagami Hikosai sighed silently.

He has heard that this swordsman named Okada Yizang had a good personal relationship with the foreign ghost before, so his question now somewhat means that the other party betrays his friend, and he can understand that the other party does not want to face this kind of inquiry. .

"But you must not fight him head-on."

Although he couldn't answer anything, at the end of the conversation, Okada Izo still gave him a warning.

"Contesting head-on, this is too disadvantageous for your size, and you are likely to be beaten to death on the spot."

"Don't worry, I understand."

Kawagami Hikosai nodded.

"After all, killing people and competing in martial arts are two completely different things."

So, when it was just dawn, he asked the shogunate for a suit of attendant clothes, and mixed into the crowd of the palace.

Although the emperor was captured, no matter the guards or the servants, they still have to go to work. After all, the entire huge palace still needs to continue to operate. Taking ten thousand steps back, the warriors stationed in the palace right now They also need to eat and drink.

As for that alien...

Heshang Yanzhai, who was standing far away, could clearly see that the foreign ghost was teasing a Western woman, and even eating something that the other had bitten.

This is so unreasonable and legal, and even surpasses the defense of men and women. Aren't these Westerners afraid of getting other people's saliva on the food they took a bite of?

Sure enough, killing him was the right thing to do.It would be an insult to the entire state to have the emperor in the hands of such a shameless person.

So Heshang Yanzhai came to the meal class immediately and changed into a chef's clothes.

He could see very clearly that the fat-bodied stranger ate very little in the morning, which meant that the other party would come here with a high probability after a while—if he thought about it, even if it was himself, in order to prevent the food from being stolen If someone is poisoned, he will come to the kitchen to take a look in person.

And the result was just as he thought, the foreign ghost really came.

When the stranger passed by him, he didn't move.When the stranger pushed him aside, he didn't move.When the stranger finished drinking a bowl of soup and put down the chopsticks, he still didn't move.

Just because he could clearly feel that it was not the best time.

But now, when the stranger was full and ready to leave, his knife moved.

The bright knife light shot out from under the robe. It was a short blade used to cut tuna. The sharp edge could easily cut through fish bones, and naturally it could also easily cut through human bones.

The strangers who are full of food and drink are in the most relaxed state, and this is the right time.

The narrow position of the doorway makes it impossible to dodge and move, which is a good location.

Stretched arms, and countless kills honed day and night, this is the person he holds in his hands.

The right time, the right place, and the right people, the combination of the three into one, gave birth to this lore that can't remember people and fireworks!

"Killing and fighting are two completely different things."

For a martial arts competition, he may have to calculate moves, think about countermeasures, and also need to exercise his strength and exercise his muscles and bones.

But killing is not necessary.

If you want to kill someone, you only need to cut the flesh.

To kill is to cut flesh, the essence of all killing is to cut flesh with a blade, it is such a simple matter.

Only this time, Kawagami Yansai's brows suddenly frowned.

Just because of the knife in his hand, he didn't cut it.

Two fingers caught on the blade at some point, making it difficult for the sharp blade to penetrate an inch.

"When was it discovered?"

He Shangyan could not help but have such thoughts in his heart, but his body had already let go of the tuna knife in his hand.

The blade has been locked, and he has lost the opportunity to pull it out again. What he wants at this moment is to be fast!Even faster!

"laugh--"

The second blade slipped out of Kawagami Hikosai's cuff insidiously. It was his own sword. Although this sword was a bit short for most samurai, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a Kodachi, but for the figure For the short Kawagami Hikosai, it was just right.

Moreover, this kind of short knife has advantages that the long knife can't compare with.

That is it is light and fast.

And very fast!

"call……"

Accompanied by He Shangyan's exhalation, the sharp little dagger was slashed towards the throat of the foreign ghost in front of him from bottom to top—but at this moment, the foreign ghost holding the tuna path between his fingers had no time to dodge!

It's just that the foreign ghost, but he didn't dodge it either.

"clang--"

The tuna knife caught between his fingertips was slammed down, and hit Hikakami Kawagami's blade with great force—and Hikami Kawagami's blade was completely deflected by the blow, and he could no longer cut it. Hit hard!

Released the handle of the knife with his right hand, Kawagami Hikosai rolled back without hesitation.

It has already failed, the assassination has turned into a strong attack, and the two swings of the knife failed to cause injuries, this is no longer the time to continue fighting.

But when Kawagami Yansai turned his gaze away, he saw the Emperor.

The emperor's eyes are so full of hope, so eagerly looking forward... This is the expectation from the king of a country, how can he live up to it!

"Snapped!"

The kitchen knife that hadn't landed was already caught by Yanzhai Heshang.

There is one thing that he has never told anyone, that is, in addition to swordsmanship, he also has good attainments in throwing shuriken!

"Om-"

Before Heshang Yanzhai could stabilize his figure, the kitchen knife in his hand was already out of his hand, and went straight to the chest of the foreign ghost!

However, even this killing blow is still meaningless.

It's just because he has seen that the foreigner has already kicked the little dagger that he dropped just now with a hook of his toe.

"clang--"

The blades collided, and the kitchen knife flew aside.

It's just different from what He Shangyanzhai expected, this kitchen knife that has deviated from the track can no longer hurt the flesh and blood of that foreigner, and if he dies, he will pierce the neck of the chef next to him...

"Puchi-"

What came to my ears was the sound of a sharp weapon tearing through flesh and blood.

"Varied……"

The kitchen knife in front of him was being grasped by a big hand, and the sharp blade cut the palm of his hand dripping with blood—He Shang Yanzhai never expected that the kitchen knife he threw would still hurt the flesh and blood of the foreign ghost.

It's just that this way of killing...

"……why?"

Kawagami Hikosai couldn't help clenching his fists.

"Didn't you escape already?"

"I dodged, but he didn't dodge."

Throwing the kitchen knife aside, Dubin waved his hand, signaling the frightened chef to leave quickly.

"Okay, let's continue, the second round."

"...Your left hand is useless."

Taking a deep breath, Kawagami Hikosai pulled out another small dagger hidden there from under the table beside him.

"Because of the life of a cook, you crippled your left hand, and now you have to risk your life."

"It doesn't matter."

Pulling off a piece of cloth casually, Dubin slightly wrapped the wound on his left hand.

"He's just going to work to get a share of money. There may be a family to support at home. Why do you have to make trouble for others... huh? What are you doing?"

"I do not know either……"

Looking at the disappointed Emperor, and at the unlucky chef who had run away in the distance, Kawagami Hikosai's mind was in chaos.

Reason and education all the time reminded him that now is the time to be king, in order to maintain the royal dignity, he should do whatever it takes - but looking at the escaped chef, looking at the bloody hand, he But to his astonishment, he found that he was completely unable to take action against such a person.

Killing and fighting are two completely different things.

The outcome of a contest is determined by the outcome, but if you kill someone...

"I'm killing... people?"

The tip of the knife turned around, and Kawagami Hikosai stabbed Kodachi into his abdomen without hesitation.

"you……"

Even Du Bin was shocked by this sudden change. He never imagined that this unknown assassin who came to assassinate him would suddenly choose to commit suicide.

"No, wait a minute? Don't you want to fight again?"

"No, there is no need to call anymore."

Resisting the severe pain of the sharp weapon piercing his flesh, Kawagami Hikosai forced a smile.

"Loyalty and righteousness are difficult to balance, so it's better to go back...and please forgive me for my mistakes."