Hidden Assassin

"Aramaki, I'm here to kill you."

The calm voice started in the slightly empty gymnasium. Except for Kao and Tianyu, who had known this before, and Long Tang Wei, everyone else had already been attracted by this sudden change. The old man also suddenly opened his eyes, staring sharply at the young man who came over.

If the previous scene where the security guard was smashed by a chair just made Han Gangcheng feel confused, at this time, when he saw the Japanese flying a few meters away, his mind was almost at the edge of the crash, such a calm feeling , Speed ​​and accuracy, he never even imagined. Wen Tailang and Yuechi Zhe in the stands also waited for Zhang Da's mouths to be closed for a while, and thinking of their provocation yesterday morning, they are now sweaty.

Chen Guxia almost stood up for a while. As an internal member of Yan Huang Awakening, of course, he knew that there was a big backer of Jian Suyan on the background of Jia Ming. By now, everyone has more or less recognized that Jia Ming ’s martial arts training should be very good. , But even if it is good, there is always a limit for the eighteen-year-old young man. At this time, he faces seven or eight Pei Luojia killers, plus the Kendo combat power is not even lost to top killers such as Yuan Lai Chaochuang. The real world of Araki, he went so empty-handed! Speak out as you walk. Even if there is no courage, this should not be the case.

However, perhaps Jian Suyan has already arrived here ...

Among the various thoughts, the killer on the stand did not shoot. On the one hand, since it was a martial arts hall, in the past, it was not that he had come to kick the hall with ruthless words. On the other hand, they paid more attention at this time. The Gao Tianyuan and Yuechi people on the other side of the stand. Since the real world of Araki is sitting down, within this distance, they have full confidence in the Kendo master. And the other side. These people are watching the change happen. It has also begun alerting to be wary of rush situations that may occur at any time.

The atmosphere of the whole stadium, after the words at home. Almost compressed into a powder pail that could explode at any time. Can't help but feel suffocated.

The next moment, a sound broke this feeling of solidification.

"Baga!"

In front of him, he said that he wanted to kill someone. He looked down on the other person's attitude. As Jia Mingdi's voice dropped, a disciple on the edge of the field almost jumped out, and the sound of the katana passing through the scabbard was clear. , That knife is as light as electricity. He hacked straight down at Jiaming's head.

With just one stab, from the leaping of the sword to the slashing of the samurai sword, the whole movement is swift and smooth, and it is enough to see that the cultivation of this person is rigorous and solid, if it is based on Chen Guxia's apprentice mentality. Or maybe he will be praised for this blow. However, his knife light had not yet been split, and Jia Ming kicked it directly. The blade edged from him in front of the ground. The man's body flew a few meters away and collided with his two companions in a pile. , The Japanese around the battlefield jumped up one after another. It is also at this time. An exciting blade trembled through the stadium.

"Xin--"

The sharp katana rushed out of the black scabbard like a white dragon. The moment the real hand of Araramaki put his left hand on the handle, the body of the Japanese kendo master erupted from a state of quiet kneeling. The large brown kendo suit turned into a welcome in the air, and the sound of a "wow" breaking wind It sounded like an umbrella that suddenly opened in the strong wind and rain, and even within a blink of an eye, his body had appeared in front of the house and the whole person seemed to tighten the string bow. With a stern look, he smiled at Shangjia Ming as if he hadn't responded at all.

The next moment, the half-moon-shaped sword light soared into the sky!

The samurai sword that was drawn by the backhand was only dragged behind him by one hand, but at the moment when the body stopped, his right hand virtually held the back of the knife handle, as if it were the fulcrum of the spool. Pushed directly from the bottom up. It seems to be slashing with homeopathy. In fact, it is like a long whip. The speed and power at that moment increased to an unbelievable situation. The Japanese swordsmanship's demeanor of life and death is played here. Incisively.

If the reaction is slower, let alone the body of Jia Ming, even if it is a wall, I am afraid it will be cut in half from bottom to top.

However, at home Mingming, it just seemed to be sideways slowly and dumb, as if before Jianguang had arrived, something exploded from Jiaming's side. Pushing his body aside, he also passively turned to the side, and the knife light almost flew up close to his body, only passing by his chest, nose, and forehead by a slight difference. At this moment, His hands were even unguarded, his clothes fluttered and his face was unchanged.

"Arakaki ..."

As if in a whispered whisper, the sword light slammed back, and then split straight along Jiaming's neck.

From static to moving, suddenly retracted the knife from the extreme state, and then chopped it out again, clean and neat, without any trace of muddy water. Jia Ming was still in a sideways state at this time, his shoulders shrank, his head bowed, and the blade swept through the back of his head.

"you……"

The head has not been raised yet, and the brush is turned back from left to right. At this time, Jia Ming has taken a step and rushed to the back of the real world of Araki. His left hand was raised and he punched in the past.

"Over ..."

It was just a simple wrong turn. Arakaki took a step forward with a slash in the air, and turned around, holding the knife in both hands and chopping back. Jia Ming's fist was still in the air, and the edge of the long knife had been splitting into his chest. His body was originally rushing to this side. Although he had set foot, his body still had inertia. At this moment, it seemed as if he had voluntarily struck the blade towards him. Seeing that it was inevitable, his upper body seemed to be The wind-blown wicker usually fell backwards.

For Jiaming, Arakan waving is not like a katana, but a fan.

This kind of Kendo master wields a knife with all his power, naturally it is impossible to bring out the wind. However, at home, the meaning at this time is like this. Rising in the air, it is naturally impossible to hit the opponent. The long knife brushed under his arm. The tip of the knife was almost close to the chest. At that moment, Arahama's pupils suddenly narrowed.

Jia Ming raised his left hand in the air. Spread your fingers. Hold tight.

"It's time ..."

Time freezes for a moment.

boom--

Arimaki exploded like a watermelon ...

The sound of gunfire rang out in the center of the stadium and spread far away.

No one could have expected such a result, everything happened like a dream.

"Arakaki you are out of date ..."

In just one sentence, Jia Mingdi's speaking speed was actually very fast, less than two seconds before and after. He was rushed out of the real world by Araki, and Jia Ming escaped sideways. Stepping out of punches, and then the dead body flew out with the katana. What people can see is just the faint smoke from the muzzle of Jiaming's left hand.

Almost no one can accept this result in the first place. Although Kaoru has a constant worship spirit for Jia Ming, he never thought that the teacher would solve the real world of Araki within two seconds. Of course, what follows is a deeper worship. And even if it was known earlier that the family was careful about the rain, it was a dementia look. On the other side, Yu Shouxi's mouth opened into an "O" shape, her head was a little biased, and she looked like a cartoon character in anime. As for others, including Chen Guxia. My mind is basically confused.

It's hardly a genius to hide guns in your sleeves. With the cultivation of Arakimura, within a short distance. There is not much difference between a knife and a gun. It can even be said that his ground knife can be faster than a gun, just like Jia Ming. Even if a general killer fires a gun, he has enough reaction ability to avoid the bullet line. And such a result is basically not caused by oddities, but purely speed.

too fast.

The blade cut out of Arakaki has the confidence to kill the enemy directly in each shot within a short distance. However, Jia Ming still hid away. If it was someone else, even if they had a gun in their sleeve, they were trying to make something worse than thunder. Covering his ears, he also has enough confidence to escape in time, but ... just can't escape.

It's not that he's too slow, but that Jia Ming's speed is too fast, so he is clean and headshot.

Of course, all are professionally trained people, even if they are confused, these killers who had been guarding against others reacted immediately, pointing the weapon in their hands to Jiaming below. However, here at home, even the short response time may be too long for them.

At the same time that the real world of Arakimaki flew out, another pistol had appeared in Ming's right hand, and then the lighting equipment in the entire stadium glowed in an instant.

The time is daytime, even if these lights are turned on, they will not hinder too much. Www.readwn.com ~ However, the sudden change of the surrounding environment will still cause a burden on people's eyesight. With the sound of gunfire in Jiaming ’s hand, His body also stepped backwards steadily, and from the stand, it suddenly appeared that his body was turning into a fuzzy illusion.

From Chen Guxia's point of view, Jia Ming's dual-handed guns, while pulling the trigger, seemed to have been rehearsed as quickly as possible, and his arms fluttered. The sound of banging bangs rang through the gymnasium. Blood and pieces of meat continued to explode on the killers scattered in the stands, and all eight of them fell down in an instant. After the gunshot was completed, a faint smoke of smoke permeated, and only the figure of Yu Shouxi disappeared quickly into the stands. The alarm sounded. The security guard rushed in from the gate and the side door. Jiaming stood alone in the middle of the site. He looked around with an expression, and then raised his gun again.

After Arimaki's disciple, one's head burst into blood, followed by a security guard at the door, followed by two Kendo disciples. He opened his gun and walked towards the side door of the stadium ... the killing started ...

When Chen Guxia and others came out of the front door, the traffic system of more than a dozen neighborhoods was chaotic at this time. It seems that from the beginning, the traffic lights began to go crazy. When the red light is on, the green light is on. The green light is on. But the red light was on. Because of the traffic accident, roads of all sizes have begun to be congested. There are no police cars. You can come to this side as soon as possible ...