I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

　　 When I touched the handle of the knife in Kazuma, I felt a text pattern on the handle of the knife.

　　——It's really "a word".

　　 There is a character pattern on Bizen Longboat. This is the first time I have seen you.

　　 The moment he held the knife, Kazuma had a strange feeling, especially the sound of the fine blade vibration, which made his ears feel very comfortable.

　　 Although there are many enemies now, listening to this reassuring buzzing sound, Kazuma does not feel that I will lose at all.

　　 Why do you feel this way?

　　 Kazuma I don't know, and I don't bother to explore it.

　　 He only knows that the knife is in his hand, come one to cut one, and two to cut a pair.

　　 In order to avoid exposing flaws in a rash attack, he waited for the enemy to move first.

　　 Tsuda Masaaki shouted: "What are you afraid of! There are so many of us! Give it to me!"

　　At this time, the vision of Kazuma has almost adapted to the darkness, and he saw the new gang of fish staring at each other.

　　 Immediately afterwards, one of them screamed strangely as if they were going to give up.

　　 seems to be infected by this person, and there are several bad boys yelling strangely together, and then waving the weapons in their hands unruly and rushing towards Kazuma from several directions.

　　 Kazuma moved a little bit-this was adjusting the distance based on feeling, and then he slashed his kasaya.

　　 Just like the sword heroes in the sword halberd film, the sword light drawn by Kazuma sweeps everyone who rushes over, and it seems to leave.

　　 Anyone who plays **** strikes knows that the situation of two halves in the past requires a master + famous knife. Human bones are very hard, and an accidental knife will be cracked and stuck in the bone.

　　 Therefore, in the real sword and halberd movies, there are very few scenes where one slashed past two people-yes, but generally they are treated only by big bosses.

　　Miscellaneous warfare is all done with a light stroke on the vital artery.

　　 This is also the style of the real swordsmen in history.

　　Using the shallowest wound, it is directly fatal.

　　 pays attention to a perfect control of the distance, as well as the accuracy of the knife.

　　 Kazuma After sweeping this robes, I feel that I have performed well.

　　 In terms of feel, everyone should have scanned it, but everyone didn't cut it very deeply.

　　 The next moment the light of lightning flashed outside the window, and the electric light on the third floor recovered for a few seconds.

　　 In just a few seconds, the bad guys who were swept by Kazuma and slowed down suddenly found that the extra wounds on their arms were bleeding.

　　 Then the group of people threw down their weapons and covered their wounds and wailed.

　　 Kazuma glanced at everyone's wounds and was a little surprised. He just aimed at the vital point of his hand. Even if one or two of them missed, the pulse of everyone else should have been cut.

　　 But in fact, the wounds of this group of people are all in the insignificant position of the forearm.

　　 missed?

　　 Kazuma frowned, Quandang has little experience in using real knives and is embarrassed.

　　 After the lights went down, these wailing guys looked like they were dancing around in a group of demons.

　　 Kazuma took a step forward-yes, it was a step, everyone calmed down, and coincidentally moved away from him.

　　 The authentic Bizen Osafune in his hand still reflects the glimmer of unknown origin-Kazuma even suspects that the knife itself can emit fluorescence.

　　 But it's not right. When the knife was not pulled off the bench just now, the knife didn't shine.

　　 There is also this beep that has been like nothing.

Kazuma I heard a saying in the last life that the buzzing sound of lightsabers in Star Wars is actually from the so-called knives: Peerless magical soldiers will have this when they are used by suitable swordsmen. Kind of vibrato like resonance.

　　The Kazuma of the last life must think that all sword sounds are bullshit, but this world is different.

　　 Kazuma takes a step forward again, and we retreat from Kazuma like Moses divides the sea.

　　 Tsuda Masaaki shouted hoarsely: "What are you running? A bit of spine! Don't you have steel pipes in your hands? No matter how powerful his sword is, it is impossible to cut the steel pipes? Give it to me!"

　　 Said that Masaaki Tsuda took up a four-corner stool and threw it at Kazuma.

　　 Kazuma saw him raise the stool to throw it, so he raised the knife and assumed the posture of the previous attack.

　　 The moment the stool was thrown over, he seized the opportunity to launch the first two series!

　　 After two clean slashes, the seat of the stool was evenly cut into three pieces.

　　 The force of the simultaneous slashing changed the flying posture of the stool, causing the broken stool to completely miss Kazuma and fall behind him.

　　 "Why are you doing magic tricks?" Masaaki Tsuda was a little hysterical. "Cut the stool? Huh? Cut the stool?"

　　 Kazuma did not answer, and walked towards Tsuda Masaaki step by step.

　　 The bad boys who were originally blocked between Kazuma and Tsuda Masaaki all retreated into the corner and squeezed near the door they had just rushed in.

　　 "Tsuda Masaaki, if you don't die here today, our brothers and sisters have never had a birthday. So please go and die." Kazuma said calmly, as if announcing a matter of course.

　　 Tsuda Masaaki suddenly laughed: "Hahaha! Do you think you have won? You actually think you can easily win Jidao this way?"

　　 Before he finished his words, he swooped at the desk not far from him——

　　 Kazuma realized that Masaaki Tsuda's hole card to turn things around was at the desk!

　　 He rushed forward, but he did not expect Masaaki Tsuda to turn around abruptly and rush to the chest of drawers in the corner.

　　 Kazuma immediately changed direction and caught up!

　　 "It's too late!" Masaaki Tsuda yelled, and at the same time drew a U.S. military standard M1911 pistol from the middle floor of the chest of drawers...

　　 "Die!" Masaaki Tsuda yelled!

　　 Kazuma knows that no matter how fast people are, they can't be fast.

　　 However, people can move faster than the muzzle.

　　 Just hide the gun before the bullet is fired!

　　 For the current Kazuma, this is not difficult, especially when the distance is less than four meters.

　　 Two consecutive gunshots, the first bullet smashed the decorative porcelain hanging on the wall, and the second hit the table——

　　 But it just missed Kazuma.

　　 Kazuma took a zigzag, avoided the aim of the muzzle, and slashed on the grip of the pistol before Masaaki Tsuda pulled the trigger for the third time.

　　 Tsuda Masaaki screamed like a pig.

　　 The pistol fell to the ground with a clatter, and Tsuda Masaaki's fingers were still stuck to the grip.

　　 "My hand!" Masaaki Tsuda yelled violently, holding his hand.

　　 Kazuma raises the long knife in his hand and prepares to accurately cut off the head of Masaaki Tsuda.

"Wait a minute!" Masaaki Tsuda who was still wailing loudly yelled, "Once you kill someone, you can't go back! Whether it's the University of Tokyo or the Metropolitan Police Department, your planned future will always say goodbye to you. ! And you will go to the squatting room, the lawyers of the Kanto United will definitely send you to the squatting room!"

　　 The hand of Kazuma stopped in the air.

Masaaki Tsuda laughed: "Hahaha, that's right! Unless you want to step into the abyss called Jidao, otherwise you can't kill me! You can only beat me up, cut off my fingers, and put them It's me!"

　　 Kazuma clenched the knife in his hand.

　　 At this moment, a scene like the **** of a nose suddenly unfolded in front of him. He saw that he was dressed up in an extreme way, with a dragon with teeth and claws tattooed on his back. The dragon's eyes looked coldly at the poor people around him who had fallen into the abyss of suffering.

　　 He saw that Chiyoko first became a drinking girl and then became a mother. He broke his heart for the extreme man who did not know where he came from, and finally died in the flames.

　　 He saw that Mei Jiazi married a wild species who didn't know where she came from. He was beaten every day by domestic violence and washed away with tears.

　　 This picture of **** gives Kazuma millions of reasons to put down the butcher knife.

　　 But he didn't.

　　 So what?

　　 Choosing to kill here means taking the road of Shura and bringing suffering to the world.

　　 But at least, it can give himself and Chiyoko a short-term peace.

　　 Then, someone who threatened the peace appeared again, and he continued to chop until he was gone.

　　 Such a choice is definitely not good.

　　 Even the Bizen long ship in the hand of Kazuma is authentic and no longer screams. It should be because it is a kind knife, right? The robes cut just now avoided the point, and it was also the cause of the sword, right?

　　 Even so, Kazuma still decided to swing a knife——

　　 He knew that he would step into a world of extreme evil and inhumanity. He turned his last nostalgia for goodness into three words:

　　南

　　 nothing

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　　 Raise the long knife——

　　 At this moment, the gun went off.

　　 Tsuda Masaaki's forehead was in the middle, and a **** bullet was added instantly.

　　 Kazuma violently stopped the blade that was about to be cut~www.readwn.com~ turned to look at the direction of the gunfire.

The Shiratori detective didn’t know when he got into the third floor through the iron gate that the unscrupulous teenagers rushed to. He was holding a Japanese police pistol in one hand, and the other hand holding the police handbook, which happened to turn to the shooting bracket. The page with the chrysanthemum pattern.

　　 "Metropolitan Police Department! Police!" Shiratori detective shouted.

　　 The next moment, the lighting of the entire room was restored.

　　 "Oh, yes, the repair is fast." The Shiratori detective looked at the fluorescent lamp, then turned his head and said to the Takayama detective behind him, "Takayama-san, please!"

The mountain detective pushed aside the stunned bad boys and came to Kazuma, took a look at Kazuma, and while wearing plastic gloves for evidence collection, he said, "It's amazing. You are the new legend of the 80s."

　　 After that, with his gloved hands, he pinched the pistol that Masaaki Tsuda had used and looked at it.

　　 "The criminal possesses a deadly weapon and has the intention to use it. The Shiratori Police Department supplements it as a legitimate defense." After the mountain detective finished speaking, he closed the pistol and put it in the evidence bag.

　　 The Shiratori detective breathed a sigh of relief, put his pistol away, and said to the iron gate: "Come in! Take these bad boys away! Treat the injured."

　　 Then a large number of policemen in police uniforms poured into the room.

After confirming that his subordinates have started to work, the Shiratori detective turned his gaze back to Kazuma: "Boy, do you know? We could have captured this guy back, and used the time he was legally imprisoned to ask some of our feelings. Interested information. Because of you, he died and our clue was broken.

　　 "Thank me very much. No one will drag you back from the front door of Abi Hell next time. Now that you have decided to go the right way, give me the perseverance to walk to the end, bastard!"