I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

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Yes, is it Taekwondo?

No, Kazuma suddenly remembered, taekwondo seemed to be called Tang Shou at first. In addition, karate seems to be called Tang Shou, so taekwondo and karate are similar in some ways.

In addition, Taekwondo seems to be Bruce Lee's name from the south. Foreigners can't distinguish between Jeet Kwon Do and Taekwondo, nor can they distinguish between Korean and Chinese characters, so they often go to the Taekwondo Gymnasium to help out business.

It is estimated that the north has always been called Tang Shou.

Regardless of what people call, his level is really here, Kazuma must be dealt with seriously.

Kazuma decided to give it a try first, maybe the ship capsized in the gutter on the opposite side?

Without a word, he sprinted forward.

However, a dexterous dodge on the opposite side, and then used Taekwondo's iconic high-leg kick.

However, the opponent also misjudged the speed of the Kazuma stab, and this split was early.

After all, at that moment, the other party probably only had time to make a judgment like "Fuck, so fast", and it's not certain how fast it will be.

Kazuma was originally going to roll over immediately after finishing the rush. When he saw the response from the other side, he remembered that Taekwondo seemed to use a lot of legs-obviously called Tang Shou, not playing cards according to the routine.

In this situation, the attack range of the opposing leg skill was much larger than that of holding the half steel pipe.

This steel pipe is the same length as the warrior, and Kazuma does not practice the short-knife technique of warrior.

Although Hokushin One Sword Style also has the technique of threats, but Kazuma has not yet mastered it.

So he rushed forward decisively and fought.

To get together is to fight for the basic strength. He also has a steel pipe that can knock people, and the opposite foot is not strong in the fight.

However, the other side didn't persuade him at all, and went straight to capture Kazuma, and said: "Do you think I am as bad at hand-to-hand combat as the few people you killed? I have practiced Brazilian judo!"

you're lying! You have no grade entry!

Kazuma didn't believe it at all, and continued to use joint skills to lock the opponent, and at the same time tried his best not to let the opponent get stuck in his own door.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the moves the girl had used when fighting with the girl who claimed to be Kitagawa Saori.

He was about to do the same, but the other side suddenly applied force and rushed to the glass window of the nearest booth.

The bearded man on the opposite side dashed like a bear, and Kazuma couldn't hold it at all.

So Kazuma can only lean your head against the opponent and use the opponent's body to protect the face-in fact, it mainly protects the eyes.

The next moment the head of Kazuma is in close contact with the glass.

This is not a prop glass made of sugar. It is a genuine one. When I hit it, Kazuma was completely stunned, feeling that IQ had been knocked out of thin air by half.

The key point is that there is glass on one side of the window. The two of them smashed directly out of the other side. Not only did they smash the other glass, but also flew the glass shelf horizontally in the window.

The two fell on the ground full of glass slag, and the glass shelf that had just been top-flying fell to pieces not far above their heads.

The broken glass that hits the head of Kazuma may be as big as a slap.

Fortunately, Kazuma has changed into long-sleeved winter clothes at this time, and it is still a little protective for the glass. This is still a thin short-sleeved summer dress. I am afraid that Kazuma has been classified as a fool.

The opposite should not feel good either.

Kazuma opened his eyes and saw the boss pulling a piece of glass in the face of the cake opposite.

Kazuma was still in a state of confusion. Seeing this situation, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the glass, but the result was a big hole in his hand and blood flowed.

"West!" Li Zhenghe cursed in pain.

"Oh, sorry." Kazuma inserted the broken glass back in.

Li Zhenghe screamed.

But at this moment, the two people who were knocked into the stunned finally realized one thing afterwards: the state of fighting just now has been lifted, and there is more room to wave their arms.

Li Zhenghe punched in the stomach of Kazuma. With this punch, Kazuma thought that his internal organs were about to be squeezed out from both ends of his body.

The pain caused Kazuma to still be colored-he didn't know where he threw the steel pipe in his hand, but it didn't matter, there was broken glass that had just arrived.

Kazuma completed another "hot swap", and it was about to come for the third time. The enemy grabbed the wrist of Kazuma.

The two of them tried to suckle, and both wanted to put the broken glass in the opposite eye socket.

Then, they thought at the same time that now is a good opportunity to give each other a head.

So the two of them were like sights, at the same time they headed each other and touched their forehead.

Kazuma grinned with pain, and when he saw that the other party felt more pain than himself, he gave him a headshot without saying a word.

I don't know the other side thinks so too.

"Fuck you!"

"West!"

The other side roared: "It's so ugly, isn't you losing the face of the martial artist?"

"I control so much, as long as I can win!"

"Think beautiful!"

The two began to wrestle again.

Sure enough, the judgment of Kazuma is correct. I am young and have always exercised, so my muscle strength is not worse than that of the opposite — no, it should be slightly dominant.

It's ugly to be ugly now, but at any rate it has found a chance to win.

If you don't do this, playing with Li Zhenghe will definitely be very passive.

The other person probably realized that pure strength is not the opponent of the newborn calf, and continued to talk: "After you beat me, how do you want to deal with the rest of the people? You have no chance of winning at all, Kiryu-san! Even if you kill me , You can't change the result of your own death.

"The situation will even be worse, because without me, your girl will definitely experience terrible things!"

"This kind of thing, I will think of a way, let you kill you first." Kazuma responded, while pushing the glass into the opponent's body with the opposite arm-but unfortunately because the opponent fought so hard to resist, it couldn't. Hit the key, but slowly sink into the opposite shoulder.

"Come on!" shouted the other side, "Xing Jishang! Shoot!"

The gun went off.

Kazuma slipped faster.

He didn't understand Korean, but suddenly felt bad, and his heart was chilled, so he hurried away.

The bullet passed through the window that had been completely blocked and hit the furnishings in the stage.

Kazuma rolled all the way into the blind spot of the booth and hid it.

The enemies outside began pouring ammunition at the booth.

**

"Stop! Stop!" Li Zhenghe shouted several times before everyone stopped shooting, "Mom, I'm still in the booth! Don't shoot, I'm going to stand up."

Li Zhenghe stood up slowly, fearing that his subordinates would slip.

He stepped over the broken glass in that place and walked out of the booth from his broken window.

Xing Jishang turned around and ordered: "You two, go search..."

"Don't go in!" Li Zhenghe yelled his subordinates, "Don't go in! This guy is very good at hand-to-hand combat, and he has too much advantage in a narrow space."

"Then let him move freely?" Xing Jishang frowned, "have to get rid of him?"

Li Zhenghe grabbed Xing Jishang's gun, pulled out the more than half of the magazine, and then stretched out his hand.

Xing Jishang immediately threw a new magazine to him.

Li Zhenghe loaded his magazine, strode towards the ordinary man curled up in the corner with his gun, and fired a shot into the sky first, attracting everyone's attention.

"Holesius!" he shouted, "Aren't you trying to protect those pure girls who are about to ignite the eternal flame?"

Before he could say anything, he pulled a girl out from the crowd: "Look, how is this girl? Is it pure?"

With that said, Li Zhenghe pulled the girl into an open area, stretched a little away, and then poked the girl's chest with the muzzle.

"I count three, three, two, one!

"It seems that Horexus Sang thinks this girl is impure."

Li Zhenghe squeezed the trigger, and the girl looked at him blankly, as if she couldn't understand what was going on. Then she fell back and lay on her back, her dilated pupils looking at the ceiling.

"I will find a purer girl."

As Li Zhenghe said, he walked to the crowd who hugged their heads and curled up in the corner.

**

In Kazuma, his heart is like a knife. He didn't go out just now because he remembered that Li Zhenghe had let go of the little boy before.

Li Zhenghe said at the time: "It seems that we all think of each other too badly."

So Kazuma hesitated. As a result, the other party didn't give Kazuma any reaction time, so they shot so quickly, and the life of a girl died.

Kazuma couldn't help but yelled: "Li Zhenghe! Didn't you just have to prove that you are not a bad person before you singled out with me?"

**

"That's because I think I can beat you." Li Zhenghe's voice was clear and loud, "Look at what you beat me into. You are too dangerous, so you can only do that.

"Your threat, even a little bit, I wouldn't be like that.

"Come on, let me see the next girl, pure and impure.

"Thank God, there are a lot of girls coming to this event. I think I can always find a girl who is pure enough to lead Master Horesius out of the dark."

After that, he pulled up another girl.

The girl was wearing Lupin III's clothes, and she cried as soon as she was pulled up.

"Hey, you, tell the hero, how many boyfriends have you had?"

"I... haven't, no!" the girl yelled hysterically, "no, I'm pure!"

"She said so. But my personal judgment is that you are dressed so revealing and shamelessly swaying in the public. It really is a lie."

"I didn't! I'm really pure!"

Li Zhenghe raised his eyebrows: "Really? Then I will try to see if you can light the eternal fire. Just like in the poem read by the great hero."

After saying this, Li Zhenghe beckoned behind him.

Xing Jishang took the Molotov cocktail from his bag and threw it to Li Zhenghe.

Li Zhenghe proficiently pulled out the cork and the cloth for ignition, and a pungent gasoline smell immediately penetrated into his nose.

Li Zhenghe took a tall bottle and was about to pour gasoline on the girl when he heard a report from the walkie-talkie.

"Head, all fire doors have been locked. This exhibition center is ours."

"I got it." Li Zhenghe responded, then frowned and looked at the girl who was already scared to pee.

He was stunned, his face was full of an early expression, he covered the Molotov cocktail again and threw it back to Xing Jishang.

"What's the matter?" Xing Jishang asked suspiciously.

"This kind of thing, just like doing *, is for fun. Finally, after the foreplay is finished, it's wilted to come to me like this."

Xing Jishang stared at Li Zhenghe with complicated eyes.

Then he decided not to worry about it, so he turned to the girl who had already peeed her pants: "What about this?"

"You can handle it. Also, go up and grab the girl from the ceiling, who is not as dangerous as the one hiding below."

Xing Jishang nodded: "Okay."

After speaking, he glanced at the girl and made a "quick roll" mouth shape.

The girl **** off immediately.

**

Kazuma breathed a sigh of relief.

He was about to go out just after, as long as the call came one second later, he would go out and exchange his own life for the girl's life.

What kind of piper is this, just a lunatic.

But thinking about it carefully, the characteristics of this guy seemed to fit the characteristics of a piper in fairy tales.

Many European fairy tales are extremely scary.

Kazuma patted his face lightly. It's not the time to relax. They are about to catch Nanjo. I'm afraid it will be more fortunate if they are caught.

I don't know how many bullets Nanjo has left, there should be some spare magazines in the shopping bag she took easily.

But before considering Nanjo, Kazuma had to leave this booth first.

Now the several exits of the booth should have been watched to death, and this time the enemy will certainly not ignore the warning above his head.

In addition, just now that Li Zhenghe's exhortation has passed, the enemy should not rashly approach the distance that can be threatened by Kazuma with melee methods.

How to do it?

At this time, Kazuma suddenly saw the floor not far away and was pushed open from below.

A middle-aged uncle dressed as a maintenance worker stuck his head out and made a "come here" gesture to Kazuma.

When he gestured, he could see his hands shaking from so far away in Kazuma.

It is this detail of the shaking hands that made Kazuma decide to trust him.

**

Anye Mingren looked at the other people: "We have to do something. Didn't we feel regretful that we didn't catch up with the school movement before? The opportunity to make up for the regret has come."

"Well, no matter what you can do, collect things that can be used as weapons." Okada Kouji pulled out the fire extinguisher from under the table. "This is dry ice. Spraying directly on the person will prevent him from aiming and shooting temporarily. ."

"Not enough, how about incendiary bombs on the hour. There happened to be some wine smuggled over." Sadamoto Yuzhi suggested.

"Beer can also incendiary?" Amano Akira looked suspicious.

Sadamoto Yuki silently took out the vodka from his bag.

Alcohol is forbidden by minors in Japan, and the enforcement is quite strict. Except for unscrupulous teenagers, most Japanese minors have never drunk alcohol, so many people will drink vindictively when they reach their age.

Many young people in Japan after the age of 20 love to drink, and both men and women like to drink, and even some idol girls who advertise innocence will drink it after work.

Later, after entering the big live broadcast era, live drinking has become a very popular content.

As a college student, or an art college student, it is reasonable to bring a bottle of vodka into the venue and drink it secretly.

"Very well, let's get some incendiary bombs and be careful not to make too much movement."

Now a few of them are hiding behind the booth of their own society, and their booth is hidden in the middle of a large number of booths of non-governmental organizations exhibiting in Area C.

Although it is not blocked by walls and cabinets like the booths of large companies, it is better to have a lot of self-made publicity boards and publicity signs, and the blocking of sight is more serious than that of the corporate exhibition area.

However, their location is quite close to the corporate exhibition area, so they have seen the feat of Kiryuu Kazuma just now.

"Heresius on the bridge is a hero who has never heard of it." Anye Mingren said suddenly.

"How did you go to university?" Okada Kouji asked suspiciously.

"Yida didn't take the history of Rome. I don't like Rome as much as you. On the contrary, I am more interested in Hebrew culture. The Book of the Dead Sea or something is really cool."

"Don't bother you two," Yuyuki Sadamoto interrupted the two of them, "Doing incendiary bombs! We have to get a few more bottles, and this one is just one incendiary, which is too wasteful."

"I have a glass bottle of Coke." Two college students hiding behind the stall next door crawled over. "It should work, right?"

"I don't know, we are all majors in art, are there no chemistry departments?"

At this time, the person on the other stall got through the table separating the two stalls: "I have a dummy gun. It looks like the real one. Maybe it can scare the enemy."

"It's better to have it than nothing. By the way, the slingshot can be used as a whole. When I was a kid, I used a slingshot to shoot birds. As long as I replaced the stones with steel balls, it would be very powerful.

In this way, a group of college students began to gather equipment, as if possessed by the seniors.

**

Nanjo Honami occupies an excellent position, holding the Woods submachine gun, no matter who comes to catch her, she is sure to send the first person to see the king.

The thought that she might soon take a person's life for the first time in her life, her heart beats terribly fast.

She even had the illusion that the sound of her heart beating was so loud that there was an echo.

Compared with the nervous mood, she is not afraid at all.

Because she knew that her hero, her light, was confronting the enemy.

Nanjo has never heard of that English poem. She also reads some English poems, but it is either related to love or a lyrical scene from the Lakeside School.

Thinking of such a poem, Honami Nanjo has listened to it for the first time today.

Before this, Nanjo's knowledge of the Roman Republic was a test point in the book, and it was dead. Now that country suddenly became clear and vivid in her eyes.

The hero of the ancient republic passed through the long river of history like lightning and stood in front of Nanjo Honami.

Nanjo squeezed the gun tightly until the hand she was holding the gun was still sweaty. When changing the magazine, she messed up because of too much sweat in her hand and almost dropped the gun underneath.

But now her palms are no longer sweating, and the gun is held firmly and well.

In her heart, she silently recites the verse that was just read in Kazuma: "To protect the mother who petted me back then, and to protect the wife who is now nurturing young children.

"To protect the pure girls who will ignite the eternal fire!

"Protect everyone from the shameless villain Sextus,

"How glorious is such a death!"

Nanjo heard the sound of someone climbing a ladder, so she raised her gun slightly.

"Your Excellency, please order the demolition of the bridge. For the 1,000 enemy troops on the bridge, let's use three manpower as the enemy!

"Come on, those two warriors, join me..."

Nanjo read this quietly, the door on the pillar behind it suddenly opened, and he stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder.

Nanjo turned around abruptly, holding the trigger at the gunpoint.

"Hush!" Kazuma reached out and pushed her muzzle away while covering her mouth, "It's me! Don't be nervous!"

Nanjo widened his eyes and looked at Kazuma.

Kazuma took away the hand covering her mouth.

"What are you doing?"

"Inside this pillar is a wire well." Kazuma pointed to the back. "A venue staff told me that I could climb up from the wire well and gave me the key to open the maintenance door."

"...Staff?" Nanjo was full of disbelief.

"Yes. A very powerful person once said that the basis of guerrilla warfare is successful mass work. The masses are willing to provide us with information and help hide the traces of our actions. If the enemy leaves the stronghold, he becomes blind and deaf. "

Nanjo: "Uh...ah, is that right?"

"Yes." Kazuma drilled out of the electrical well and said to Nanjo, "On the way I came up, I put a note on the bumps of my foot. You should also be able to go down smoothly. Go quickly."

Nanjo nodded, stuffed the Woods submachine gun into Kazuma and got into the repair door by himself.

At this time, Kazuma heard the sound of people climbing the ladder cautiously on the platform where Nanjo stayed.

Kazuma took out two chocolate quirky eggs from his pocket—the kind with a chocolate candy shell on the outside and hollow inside and decorated with small toys.

He threw two eggs one after the other.

There was a sound of lying down immediately below.

Kazuma got into the maintenance door, closed the door, and locked it as it was.

**

Uncle Sakai looked at Kazuma and took Nanjo into their repairer's workshop, and he heaved a long sigh of relief.

"You are fine, just follow me, I know a way out."

Kazuma: "No, I can't go."

"Why? Oh, for saving people, just let the police come! I don’t know who you are. You are really good at being a hero, but you tried once and failed. The enemy is too strong, boy, It's not ashamed to retreat at this time. Give this to the police."

Kazuma shook his head: "No, I can't go. Just like Uncle Sakai, you helped me, there may be other people in the venue after seeing my behavior and deciding to do something. I can't leave them behind. ."

After all, Kazuma has a Venus entry, and he really has the ability to drive everyone at this time.

Since there is an Uncle Sakai, there may be more.

Uncle Sakai sighed, "Well, new-born calves are not afraid of tigers. A few years ago, the students had to chase out the U.S. troops. That was the U.S. Army, the American army that interrupted the backbone of our generation.

"It's nothing. You can use the tools in this room as you like. I'm going to run away. I have a small and old, I can't die here. If I die here, the insurance company will not compensate. What else do you need to know about the venue? Ask quickly."

Kazuma shook his head and pointed to the blueprint on the wall: "We can just look at the blueprint by ourselves. Can you help me bring a message to the police officers after you go out."

"Yes." Uncle Sakai nodded. "What are you talking about?"

"Let them find a way to send a knife in. That's it."

"That's it?" Uncle Sakai looked at Kazuma, "Don't... leave a last word or something?"

"I didn't intend to die here. I will take everyone out alive." Kazuma said with a confident smile to the uncle.

**

As soon as Ma Xingxiong arrived at the scene, he received the latest news.

"There is a maintenance worker who ran out of the closed stadium through the maintenance corridor, and brought us the latest situation inside."

Jin Ma Xingxiong was overjoyed: "Really? That's great. Can he accept my direct questioning?"

"Yes. He is not injured and his spirit is very stable. There is nothing wrong with him except for being a little excited."

"Take me over!" Jin Ma Xingxiong waved his hand.

"Here."

Soon, he saw the maintenance worker Sakai sitting in an ambulance parked next to the temporary operations headquarters.

"Mr. Sakai, I am the chief officer of the scene, Yukio Kan Ma, and I want to know the first-hand situation inside. I know you have said it once, but direct first-hand information helps me judge..."

"Okay, good." Uncle Sakai interrupted Kinma Xingxiong's words, "I can say it as many times as I can. This is what I can do. It's better to say, I will feel guilty if I don't say it a few times. Leave the brave children inside."

"Brave children?" Jin Ma Xingxiong asked suspiciously, "is it a spontaneous struggle?"

"Yeah, there is a kid who is amazing, he seems to be a kendo teacher, he is obviously so young. He is like a Hollywood superhero, the one with the whip."

Jin Ma Xingxiong doesn't watch movies very much. After all, the police are often so busy that they turn around, and finally they have to go to social activities and maintain a network of relations when they are not busy.

In the past ten years, Jinma Xingxiong has also visited "The Story of Tonjiro" with his family every year.

So when he heard the Hollywood character holding the whip, he didn't react.

Uncle Sakai saw that it didn't work, so he changed his words: "It's like those who use fluorescent tubes, what are they called samurai. Superheroes."

At this time, Hideyo Yamasa, the confidential secretary next to him, said: "This refers to Indiana Jones and the Jedi Warriors, from Raiders of the Lost Ark and Star Wars."

"Oh." Jin Ma Xingxiong tried to sum it up in his own words. "That is to say, there is a very good student who may be learning kendo, causing some trouble to the bandits?"

"No, no, no, he killed many gangsters, and then he fought a match with the gangster's head, and won. The gangster was supposed to be a fair duel, but it turned out to be shameless. Finally, he threatened the kid with a hostage. Oh, pity the girl who was killed."

Jin Ma Xingxiong frowned: "Wait a minute, hostage casualties?"

"Yes, these gangsters are very cruel! In order to catch the student brother in the dark, they first arrested a pair of father and son, beat his father and threatened him with a child to show up, and then killed a girl to threaten him."

Nearly Ma Xingxiong looked back at his subordinates. He had been in the police for decades, and he had never seen this scene.

"What about now? Has he been caught?" Confidential Secretary Hideo Yamasa asked urgently, the expression on his face was almost like an audience who was anxious to know the following plot while listening to Jing Liuli.

"I will soon be caught." Uncle Sakai smiled proudly, "But I gave him a hand. I wanted to take him out, but he refused. He wanted to continue working with the gangsters.

"The posterity is terrifying."

Jin Ma Xingxiong turned his head and said to his subordinates: "Please note that the people inside have our potential helpers. The potential helpers are in a critical condition. We must take action as soon as possible."

After speaking, he turned around and continued to ask Uncle Sakai: "Is the culprit sure that you don't know the way you escaped?"

"I don't know. These gangsters are probably looking for information on the public blueprints from the Municipal Archives, but the details were changed many times when this thing was built. The blueprints did not go to the archives to update the blueprints. Anyway, no one urged the blueprints to be updated. There are many maintenance passages, electrical wells, etc. They are not on the blueprint of the Municipal Archives."

Jin Ma Xingxiong nodded and asked, "Then, the heavily armed police, can you go in through the place where you came out?"

"Don't you see it yourself?" Uncle Sakai asked back.

"What?" Jin Ma Xingxiong looked puzzled.

Uncle Sakai stood up and patted his beer belly: "My belly is out, and your policeman will get stuck? How much equipment do you have to bring?"

Jin Ma Xingxiong glanced at Uncle Sakai's beer belly, then asked, "Has the mobile team arrived?"

"They get off the highway, they are almost there." Someone replied.

"Uncle, the mobile squad will arrive later, you can show us roughly your way out on the blueprint."

"Okay, no problem. But you can't get the blueprint of the municipal archives. You have to ask the construction company for the revised blueprint, otherwise I can't point out where."

"I'm going to find a construction company." Shanzu Xiuyang left such a sentence and turned and ran away.

Jin Ma Xingxiong continued to ask: "Can you...can provide other information? I mean the enemy's configuration, number, and armed level."

"The enemy has a gun. I don't recognize the model. The firepower is much stronger than the hundred styles I used in the war. The US military is often seen in movies."

"U.S. Army?" Jin Ma Xingxiong was a little surprised.

His subordinate took out the weapon illustration book, pointed to the M14 on it and asked, "Is this one?"

"No, no, this." Uncle Sakai pointed to M16, "There is also a very short one, which is smaller than M3."

"Such?" The subordinate turned the weapon illustration to the page of UZI.

"Yes, that's it."

The young subordinate turned his head to look at Ma Xingxiong: "This firepower is too strong, and I always feel that it is related to what happened in Tokyo before."

Jin Ma Xingxiong nodded solemnly, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind: "No? Uncle, what is the heroic boy you are talking about, what is his name?"

"Oh, when he fights with the enemy's leader, he has a self-registration number called Kiryuu Kazuma. I don't know how to write Chinese characters. The pronunciation is Kiryuu Kazuma.

A Japanese pronunciation can write many different combinations of Chinese characters.

Especially for names, don’t have too many names with the same pronunciation and different characters. For example, the pronunciation of Kazuma and "Yima" are basically the same.

Nearly Ma Xingxiong repeated the pronunciation spoken by Uncle Sakai.

"Could it be... that Kiryu?" someone muttered.

There was no doubt in the expression of Jin Ma Xingxiong.

He knew that Kiryuu Kazuma was right.

At the time of Kuixing Banner, Kiryuu Kazuma was attacked with props made using spy technology, and the man who made the props was Shi Eun Joo.

After the Kyoto prefectural police followed the intelligence, there was a Kyoto explosion.

And now, Shi Eun Joo is in Osaka. Although there is no evidence, Jin Ma Xingxiong suspects that Shi Eun Joo was involved in this matter.

Now, Kiryuu Kazuma has been involved in a large-scale hostage taking incident by Shi Eun Joo's associates.

All this always feels... a lot of coincidences.

However, a child under the age of 18 is still the kind who has never left Japan. It would be too nonsense to say that he is an agent.

It can only be said that some people are destined to be involved in various things and are the darling of fate.

Nearly Ma Xingxiong actually knows several people like this.

**

Ghost Court Xuanxin looked at his watch: "Now when we arrive, it's almost time for traffic control in Osaka, and there should be no tragedy of traffic jams on the highway.

"Go, and support the Osaka Prefecture Police!"

**

The taxi near Ma Jianyi and Komoriyama Rei was stopped at a block away and couldn't move forward.

So Jin Ma Jianyi pulled Komori Yamarei out of the car.

"We're just going to deliver food!" Komori Yamarei emphasized, "Don't go to investigate the crime! Don't fight the gangsters bravely, it will cause trouble for father and uncle!"

"Yes, yes, I know, I know." Jin Ma Jian said in a prevarication.

Rei Komori snorted.

"This time is an incident involving massive use of firearms, and you dare not do anything."

"That might be the case." As soon as Ma Jian finished speaking, he was glared at by Komori Yamarei.

"what did you say?"

"I said that there would be no swordsman's turn in the gun incident. Well, that's right."

Rei Komori snorted.

The two leaned on brushing their faces and passed two police cordon lines in succession.

"Dad!" As soon as Jin Ma Jian saw Jin Ma Xingxiong who had just gotten out of the ambulance from a distance, he yelled loudly, yelling while pulling Komori Yamarei to run.

"Why are you here?" Jin Ma Xingxiong looked serious, "Go back, this is not a place to play!"

"My mother asked me to deliver food, and she also baked cookies to express condolences to everyone."

Jin Ma Xingxiong's expression eased a little. He took the lunch basket that Komori Yamarei handed over with one hand, and passed it to the subordinates behind him. Then he said: "You guys go quickly now. This time it's really dangerous."

"I heard that the enemy is equipped with a lot of firearms?" Jin Ma Jianyi did not give up, trying to turn the topic to the top of the case.

"Yes, but it has nothing to do with you, go!" Suddenly, Jin Ma Xingxiong remembered something and looked at his son and asked, "The one who defeated you and took away the Kuixing flag Kiryuu Kazuma, you still have it recently Contact?"

"No. Don't worry Dad, the friendship between men doesn't fade so easily. Even if you don't contact for many years, you will still be good buddies when you meet."

"So...Do you know that he came to Osaka for a school trip?"

"Ah? I don't know. Wait, study trip..." Jin Ma Jian glanced at the Convention and Exhibition Center, "SF Congress... Don't tell me, he happened to be free to do this today and went to the SF Congress, and he encountered this incident. ?"

Jin Ma Xingxiong didn't answer, but his attitude was actually the same as he answered.

"No! Cool! No, I mean, this is too bad!"

Rei Komori squeezed Jin Ma’s shoulder tightly: "You are not allowed to run around! I won’t let the last time you ran out of the hospital happen again! Absolutely not! Until this incident is over, you Just stay in my sight, understand?"

"Understood, understand, lighten it! If you pinch so hard, it will leave scars!"

"There are no scars from where the skin is broken? Don't say anything, go back!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed as a maintenance worker poked his head out of the ambulance and said to Xingxiong Jin Ma: "Yes, I just forgot to say it, the Kiryuu Kazuma brother, please I'll bring you a message. He said, he doesn't have a knife, and I hope you will find a chance to send a knife in."

Jin Ma Xingxiong asked suspiciously: "Send a knife in? What is this going to do? Does he use the knife to kill so many enemies with guns? Faced with automatic weapons, even if the Juggernaut comes, there is no way at all. ?"

"I don't know. Anyway, what he said, I brought it here as it is."

"Okay, thank you." Jin Ma Xingxiong thanked the maintenance worker.

At this time, Rei Komori was looking at Ma Jianichi's profile.

With her wealth of experience, she felt that Kenichi definitely didn't plan to stay there tonight.

My God, why do boys always go to death in such a hurry? Isn't it good to stay away from those death traps?

Rei Komori sighed.

Rather than letting Jinma Jianyi go out and wandering alone and worrying about eating and drinking at home, Komori Yamarei is more willing to choose to go wandering with him.

In this way, at least, the possibility of being left alone in this world for the rest of your life is greatly reduced.

**

At the same time, just not far from Yukio Ma, Sakuma Kasumaki, who seemed to have used the technique of erasing the sense of existence, also heard the words of the maintenance worker.

"How do you feel, like a whisper?" Huang Juan whispered, "It makes no sense, such a young spy doesn't even have enough time for training."

"Perhaps he is just young, but he is actually an uncle in his twenties or thirty?" Sakuma guessed, "and then dropped the original Kiryuu Kazuma... But, what is this picture? I changed a deceased dojo. What's the significance of the normal generation?"

"Yes. What's the point?"

Araki repeated Sakuma's words rarely.

The existence of spies is like the incarnation of rationality, and the way of action of spies must be logical and rational.

Spy and counter-intelligence are actually to see who can play deeper when both sides are both logical.

It doesn't make sense to take pains to impost a young master who has fallen in the dojo.

Huang Juan thought for a few seconds, and said, "Maybe he really just wants to chop a man with a knife?"

"Is this... possible?" Sakuma asked back.

"Yes, the possibility is at least greater than that which is a secret sign. A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and thinks that with a knife, he can hack all these messengers to death by himself. This possibility is also possible."

Sakuma nodded: "Well, indeed. But, is he a little bit destined for these Koreans?"

"Perhaps, he is just easier to encounter big events. This kind of person is the protagonist of the times~www.readwn.com~Yes, we gongan, just watch the protagonists perform in the dark. "

As soon as Sakuma's voice fell, he heard Dvorak's "Renewed World" from the sky.

Sakuma raised his head and exclaimed: "Osaka still broadcasts this formally. Tokyo can only hear it in the old town that has not been remodeled.

"I miss it a bit. When I was a child in the country, the adults always scared us children, saying that the village office had finished broadcasting Dvorak, which is the so-called time to meet the demons.

"The adults said that there will be monsters coming to Hyakki Yaga to eat the children who are not going home at this time."

"It's a coincidence, we have a similar statement over there." Huang Juan shrugged.

While the two chatted, Dvorak’s melody floated over the exhibition center, bidding farewell to the setting sun, announcing the arrival of the time of evil.

At night, it is the stage for the ghosts and ghosts.