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"How about the blood knight?" Chen Tian asked.

At that time, the Blood Knight hurriedly withdrew because of Miyamoto Hanzo's appearance, but although he was extremely fast, he was finally caught up by Miyamoto Hanzo. After all, for the terrain and environment around the palace, the Blood Knight who had only done investigations was naturally inferior Miyamoto has lived around here all his life.

According to the Blood Knight's plan, his task of assassinating Momoko has been completed, so naturally he will not stay to fight with Miyamoto.After all, this is Shimawa, as long as Miyamoto Hanzo holds him back for a while, he will soon be surrounded by the police who heard the news and more imperial samurai.

So the blood knight kept running forward, but in the end he found helplessly that although Miyamoto Hanzo seemed old and wished he would die if he got out of breath, compared with speed and durability, Miyamoto Hanzo could keep going. Chasing him showed no sign of slowing down.

The two of them ran for nearly an hour, and after leaving the imperial palace far away, the Blood Knight had no consciousness to deal with Miyamoto Hanzo. The fight started.

The fight between the two heavens and the human realm is naturally a dark one.It has to be said that although Miyamoto Hanzo is about to die, his combat power is equally astonishing. Although he is still a little weaker than the Blood Knight in comparison, Miyamoto Hanzo's kung fu is extremely weird, and even the Blood Knight has a headache.

Because of the blood knight's headache, he discovered that Miyamoto Hanzo's kung fu contained something that Shimawa was enduring.Its endless and strange methods are really hard to guard against.

So after a bloody fight with Miyamoto Hanzo, the Blood Knight knew that he couldn't kill Miyamoto in a short time, so he had no choice but to retreat again.Then there was another escape and a chase...

The chase lasted for nearly two hours. In the end, Miyamoto was hit twice by the blood knight, but the blood knight was slightly better, and only got one move from Miyamoto.

Just this trick...

Miyamoto Hanzo had a weird smile on his lips, and said: "I'm ashamed to say, I'm getting older, my body is not as good as before, and some kung fu that I used to be able to use is now unusable. Not only did I fail to keep the assassin , and in the end, he could only use some unscrupulous means to cause him a little harm."

Chen Tian's eyes flashed brightly, and he asked, "Is it a hidden weapon?"

Miyamoto Hanzo nodded, "Mr. Chen's good eyesight is indeed a hidden weapon in your Chinese population."

Chen Tian knew it in his heart, in fact, he had already guessed Miyamoto Hanzo's kung fu when he saw the special pair of fingers of Miyamoto Hanzo.People whose fingers are as long as their middle fingers have a unique talent for hidden weapons.

Just like a rumor among the Chinese people about thieves: It is said that the index finger of the thief is as long as the middle finger.Because of such fingers, it is convenient for the thief to accurately clamp the blade, cut open the purse and so on when stealing things.

Of course, such rumors may not necessarily be true, but for a martial arts practitioner, especially Chen Tian's hidden weapon skills are not weak, of course he knows how important a hand like Miyamoto Hanzo is to the use of hidden weapons .

"What's so special about that hidden weapon?" Sensing the sneer in Miyamoto Hanzo's eyes, Chen Tian suddenly had a thought and couldn't help asking.

Miyamoto Hanzo nodded, and said in a hoarse voice: "That is not an ordinary hidden weapon. The hidden weapon is highly poisonous. Except for the antidote in my hand, no one else in the world has such an antidote."

The corner of Chen Tian's eyes twitched, "Unique in the whole world?"

Miyamoto Hanzo shook his head, but then nodded again, "It's not unique, but even if you know the ingredients of the poison, it's impossible to make another antidote based on the poison. The impossibility is not that you can't get the solution out of it." medicine, but no time to prepare it.”

"So the blood knight will definitely die?" Chen Tian was shocked, he never expected that the fight between Miyamoto Hanzo and the blood knight would have such an ending.

If the blood knight died from the poison of Miyamoto Hanzo, it would really save him a great disaster.Otherwise, a killer at the level of heaven and man is too hard to guard against.Just like Huo Jiumen, just like Bai Huizi... Unless Chen Tian knows the art of transforming into thousands of immortals, he will always be one step behind the blood knight.

This step is life.Every life is extremely important to Chen Tian.

But then Miyamoto Hanzo's answer shattered Chen Tian's fantasy, he only heard him say: "Dead people, it is possible. But if the strong assassin cuts his wrist, the result will be hard to say."

"Where did your hidden weapon hit him?" Chen Tian asked anxiously.

……

Dongping.

Inside a private clinic.

An old man about 60 years old with a Chinese face sat on the sofa with a gloomy expression. The underwear on his left leg had been completely torn off, and his skinny leg was black and blue from the calf down.Above the calf, there is a rubber band tied tightly, and it is deeply sunken into the muscle, as if it is about to strangle the leg.

This old man is none other than the Blood Knight and Tang Long.

After the blood knight seriously injured Miyamoto Hanzo, he fled quickly, but the moment he fled, Miyamoto Hanzo shot a dart in the leg.But he didn't care at the time, but quickly fled the scene.

However, he soon discovered that something was wrong, there was poison on the dart.

Thinking of this, the blood knight's expression changed suddenly, and he broke into a hospital not far away without saying a word.Of course, he didn't dare to stay in the hospital for a long time, so he hijacked a doctor, asked the doctor to prepare all the medicines that could detoxify, and then quickly grabbed a car and left the hospital.

After leaving the hospital, the Blood Knight ordered the doctor to inject him with an antidote, and at the same time swung a knife and cut three times in a row on his calf, which was shot by a dart, and let the blood out.

The antidote and bloodletting allowed him to persist until now, and he found this private clinic.

At this time, the doctor in the clinic was in front of him, a man in his 40s, wearing glasses, trembling.

"Tell me, what kind of poison am I suffering from? What's the antidote?" The blood knight said coldly.

The doctor looked terrified, as if he was afraid that the old man in front of him would end his life with a knife if he was upset, so he squeaked and dared not answer.

It's not his fault, after all, he's just a private clinic. It's okay to treat people with colds, fevers and other minor ailments, but he can detoxify them. How can he have such abilities.And even if he had such ability, he didn't have such equipment to analyze the highly toxic ingredients.

So after he was busy just now, he didn't get any answer.He didn't know what kind of poison the old man in front of him had, so he didn't dare to speak, let alone what he should say.

Who is the Blood Knight?He only had to look at the doctor's expression to know that the doctor hadn't found an antidote.So he was silent!

Could it be that he was really waiting for the poison to die?Is this the end of my life?When is it all coming to an end?

His heart was in a mess like never before!

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