death of hope

Chapter 388 "Corporate Warrior" (299) Salesman

The housewife opened the door and saw a strange face.

It was a young Asian of medium build,
He was clean-shaven, with a mid-part oily hair, wearing a gray suit, a red silk tie, a blindingly white shirt, leather shoes that shone like a mirror, and a golf bag in his hand.

Even more exaggerated attire than a real estate agent, this is the standard image of a salesman, and it is a profession that is despised on other colonial planets.

However, this is the Xanadu Signus [-], [-]% of the residents are Mormons, and the relationship is quite harmonious and friendly. The local rich people and cleaners can become friends.

Despite not wanting to buy anything, the housewife smiled at her visitor:
"Good afternoon, sir, I'm Mrs. Lynch."

The young man bowed at an almost 90-degree angle in a very exaggerated gesture, and greeted him in two languages.

"はじめまして、どうぞよろしくお望いします
First time meeting, please take care of me. "

"Come in and have a drink, there's hot tea in the room."

"Don't bother you, ma'am, my name is Ishikawaemon! I'm a salesman. Does your husband play golf?"

"Playing, but less, he has been addicted to fishing recently, and at this moment, he is fishing by the river."

"Oh... so... Our company also has the latest fishing gear for sale, right in the car..."

"Wait a minute, Mr. Ishikawaemon, salesman, right?"

"Yes, I have something to tell you."

"I'd be happy to hear you introduce your company's products. I'm not afraid of your jokes if you say it. Look at the smoke in this room."

"There was smoke."

"As for me, I am an unqualified housewife. I just made a mess in the kitchen. There are two children who need to be taken care of at home. Let's not change the day. When my husband is here, you can bring him a fishing rod Explain, how?"

The salesman's eyes lit up: "Your child is at home, and we also have the latest Lego building blocks for sale."

The housewife coughed and became a little impatient: "My second child is too young, and the eldest already has too many toys..."

"Oh... sorry, since that's the case, I won't bother you any more...,
I leave an advertisement brochure, if you have time, look through it, and if you want something, just make a phone call and deliver it to your door. "

"it is good."

"I'll show you right now." The salesman tried to pull the zipper on the golf bag, but couldn't do it with all his hands, and the housewife waited impatiently for him.

"No, let's go back next time..."

"Sorry... finally... pulled it away!"

What the salesman pulled out from the bag was not an advertising brochure, but a shining short knife, which was already piercing the housewife's heart with lightning speed.

The sudden attack without any warning, and the sudden use of the knife drawing technique with extremely high sword skills, not to mention the common people, even the veterans of many battles would have to die on the spot.

However, the housewife's ability to respond has gone far beyond the traditional concept of "martial arts master", and has reached the realm of a master.

I saw the housewife in the apron holding the blade with her plastic gloved hand. Her finger was cut and bled, and the blade deflected by her grip deviated from the heart and pierced shallowly into the lower abdomen. The apron was instantly dyed bright red.

"Mrs. Joel! Bad guys have broken in! Call the police!"

"What did you say, Mrs. Lynch?"

Because the kitchen door was closed, the other party didn't seem to hear clearly, and the brutal fight continued.

For the housewife's super strength, the salesman in a suit obviously had a psychological expectation, decisively gave up the short knife, took a step backward, and pulled out a samurai sword from his golf bag.

"A master に会った!" (Meet a master!)

Enduring the severe pain, the housewife blocked the continuous slashing and stabbing with a short knife. Every strike of the blade was powerful and exquisite.

Sparks erupted from the clash of weapons, and soon, the housewife was stabbed in the thigh, and the blood of the moxibustion fever poured into the shoe. Even so, all the killing moves were prevented.

The salesman attacked more than 20 moves in one breath, his own hands were numb from the shock, and he had to retreat to adjust. He knew very well that he was taking advantage of the sneak attack. If the opponent was on guard, he would not be able to last for five seconds. , so call support:

"Iga Ninja Team! Attack め込め!" (Iga Ninja Team! Attack in!)
As soon as the words fell, the sound of glass shattering was heard, obviously more than one person broke into the room.

"Oh no!"

The housewife didn't care about her injuries at all, she was full of children in her heart, she burst out with a tyrannical force,

Picking up the shoe cabinet and throwing it at the salesman vigorously, the other party was too focused on the samurai sword skills, and did not expect that the other party would have such brute force when he was seriously injured. He was smashed by the solid wood shoe cabinet, and the blade was stuck in wood.

The housewife picked up an umbrella casually, smashed the samurai sword defense, threw the dagger with her right hand violently, pierced the salesman's eye socket, and then punched the handle of the knife hard, destroying the brain. No more moving.

"who are you!?"

The neighbor Mrs. Yole screamed behind her. The housewife kicked the dead salesman away, picked up the samurai sword and rushed to the living room. The situation she was about to face was simply hopeless.

Three ninja-like black-clothed masked men in knickerbockers had broken through the window, approaching the living room from three directions: the master bedroom, the kitchen, and the balcony.

A terrified Mrs Joel shivered as she retreated to the pram with a frying pan.

"You... you... don't come here... I'm going to call the police!"

The boy was no longer obsessed with TV, and ran around like a headless chicken. When he saw his mother running from the direction of the entrance, he cried and went up to him:
"mom!"

"Franz!"

The housewife threw her son in her arms and shouted to the neighbor:

"Mrs. Joel, you took Sarah to hide behind me! Call the police!"

The neighbor's wife picked up the baby and retreated behind the housewife, calling 911 with trembling hands:

"Damn! Why is there no signal?"

"The signal was interfered by these people..."

As the three men in black approached slowly, the housewife's eyes became sharper. She was gradually regaining the feeling she had back then, the fighting instinct of being a top corporate fighter.

The men in black looked at each other in shock when they saw the samurai sword in her hand:
"あれは... Ishikawa くんの刀!" (That is... Ishikawa-kun's sword!)
"どうやって?" (How is it possible?)
"Ishikawa くん...死んだ." (Ishikawa-kun... was killed...)
"Who are you!?" The housewife raised her knife and shouted, "What are you doing breaking into my house!?"

"Iga-ryu ninja, ここに来て, 私たち小主様の拶を伝えに来ました!"

(We are Iga-ryu ninjas, and we are here to convey the greetings of the young master!)

(End of this chapter)