This is My Juggernaut Journey

As he thought, it really was a bloody conspiracy drama.

As the high-class nobles in charge of Jinglingting's weapon supply, the Xiadalu family is naturally invaluable. The countless wealth and supreme rights and interests really attract people's greed.

The son of Fujimura Goro loves to gamble. After losing, he can only sell his life. He doesn't know what bad things he did that caused his death. Because he happened to meet with Toshiro, the two gods of death were arranged to burn the scene To eradicate future troubles.

"I didn't expect the Seventh Division to be corrupted into such a state. If the three of us were not small people, the ones who were eradicated would not be on the scene." It's because of the money!" Yixin said casually, he has seen this kind of thing a lot, otherwise why would he send the eagles.

"It's just killing my own life for nothing. In the eyes of those bastards, killing untouchables is like killing chickens. The best way to keep a secret is to kill 0." Yuxian stood up and shook his neck, rubbing the handle of the knife: "Xia The leader of the Dalu family's assassination unit, Guanjing Banzuo? Okay, I will take his life. "When will I kill him? "Yi Xin's tone was like asking for tonight's menu.

"Kill now, follow the clues to kill!" Yuxian chuckled, he didn't have time to make a careful plan to check the points in advance, and then evaluate the reaction after the event.

Whether you are a common man or an aristocratic emperor, if you die in the third watch, you will surely not survive the fifth watch. Put away the 'open door' and carry the 'worship tears', the swordsman in red has disappeared into the darkened sky.

White walls and golden roofs, these two colors are almost the main colors of Jinglingting, but the same color has different architectural styles. Inside the huge garden.

The contiguous golden houses are like a continuous palace. Within the walls, there are exquisite gardens, ponds like small lakes, and guards who walk back and forth under the light of torches. Nobles, especially the upper class nobles, have their own Guards, they may be wearing black death-baiting outfits but they don't belong to the Thirteenth Guarding Team. If there is a difference, these people are probably domestic dogs, while the Thirteenth Team are male dogs.

However, it is enough to deal with untouchable domestic dogs. If you really encounter hard stubble, you only need to say hello to recruit the captain. The Xiadalu family, which has many seats in the central forty-six rooms, still has some face.

The flame of the candle is extinguished. In a certain room, an old man with a sharp mouth and a high hairline, who looks like an ape, is sitting at the table. Behind him on the bed, you can see the smooth and white back of a young girl. She has fallen into a deep sleep. Go, there are all kinds of weird toys left by the bed.

When you are old, you always need some toys to get excited. The old man lit a cigar, guessing that the girl sent from Liuhun Street would be tired of playing for three days, so he clapped his hands lightly. "Lord Yunjing!" Two black-clothed assassins appeared in front of Shunpo! "Get rid of her!" "Yes!" Following the dull answer, one assassin had disappeared, and no call was heard, but the bed was empty. up.

Like disposing of a speck of dust, Yunjing didn't even pay attention to it, but just glanced at the half-kneeling assassin in front of him.

It was a silver-haired, masked man with sharp wolf-like eyes and a scar a few centimeters long on his forehead.

"Banzuo, do you have anything else to report?'" The boy who poisoned the Patriarch last month has been dealt with!" Guanjing Banzuo replied in a deep voice.

"Well, thanks for your hard work!" The old man nodded. Nobles spared their lives, and the attendants with different functions around him would switch back and forth. It just so happened that he was the one who finalized the candidate.

Seeing that the assassin did not move, he frowned slightly, put down the brush and asked, "Is there any accident with this one-time tool?" Hitsugaya Toshiro, the vice-captain of the [-]th Division, met him. It turned out that the target's father had just died in the line of duty.

"Kanii Banzuo frowned, the whole thing was too accidental.

It's nothing more than dying in the line of duty, the vice-captain ran to deliver the letter in person, which made things more troublesome.

"Hitsugaya Toshiro? That genius boy?" Yunjing thought of Toshiro's origin, and couldn't help but sneer, "A genius is also a watchdog, so don't worry that he won't take care of him if he is clear-headed.

"I'm just afraid that he's going to be young!" I said don't worry, if he is really stupid, isn't he organizing a special team for virtual circles recently?It’s over if you recommend him!” The old man still didn’t take it seriously, it’s true that the Xiadalu family hasn’t had a captain for hundreds of years, but the meaning of power is to make the strong serve for themselves.

Guanjing Banzuo always felt that it was not that simple, but seeing the impatient face of the old man, he didn't dare to say anything more, and was about to salute and leave when a member suddenly appeared beside him, whispering a report in his ear.

"What? Disappeared?" The assassin's eyes changed instantly. "What happened again?" Yun Jing also frowned. There were so many shits going on this night, and he didn't even have the interest to continue playing with another woman.

"The two gods of death guarding Fujimura's house are missing." What! ?Could it be that they want to rebel? "The old man stood up immediately, how could he be as calm as before, no matter how high and powerful he is, it's just rumors that the retainers of the Xiadalu family murdered the head of the family, he just waited for the 'bipolar' no, they didn't Knowing the existence of this old man, and if you want to betray, how can you burn the evidence?" He immediately sensed that something was wrong, but this matter is so big or small that it cannot be ignored, so he paced back and forth in the room, and suddenly stopped and ordered: " Ban Zuo, you take people to find them, you should know their hiding places! Yes, I have already investigated them clearly.

"The assassin nodded, when he gave the gift, he was ready to kill someone's whole family.

"Go find it right away, it's up to you to decide whether to kill or not! By the way, bring the experimental weapon! The old man is also decisive. How dare the assassin stay longer? He disappeared in a blink of an eye, and several people dressed in the same clothes were already in the small courtyard. After waiting, he stretched out his hand, and naturally one of his subordinates handed over a strange long knife with a mirror on the body.

"Bronze tiger and nine-headed dragon follow me with the Membrane Saber, and the rest strengthen their defenses.

2." The mobility of this group of people is astonishing as well as their mobility. They have the style of a stealth mobile team. The three people with knives avoided the guards and left the mansion. It took only a few minutes to reach the East Twenty-seventh District. As night fell, there was no one on the straight and monotonous street. Captain Yamamoto's curfew on the periphery had lasted for hundreds of years, which made the night of Jinglingting lifeless.

The unknown light source mixed with the moonlight caused the shadows of the three people to drag extremely long. They have confirmed that the two gods of death have not returned home. If they did not rebel immediately, they should be hiding in this self-conceived secret place.

This is a monotonous and huge group of gray buildings. There is an unpleasant stench coming from the rectangular building more than ten meters high. The first time I received a bribe, I hid here to share the spoils!" Sure enough, they were here.

Bronze Tiger pouted forward, and saw a wooden house at the top of the slope ten meters away, with faint lights shining on the front of the wooden house.

"Find them and kill them without mercy!" Kanjing Banzuo felt a little uneasy, and decided the fate of the two by the way.

It only took a moment to approach with Shunbu, but the three of them walked forward carefully and slowly, going up the forty-five-degree slope, and reached the top of the slope ten seconds later.

The five-meter-wide top was turbulent at night, with waste water on one side and abyss on the other. Guanjing Banzuo at the front immediately raised his hand.

Just a few meters before the wooden house, there was a figure wearing a pale mask. His shadow was elongated by the moonlight, and he was carrying a long knife, but he was not wearing a deadly costume, and the flame of the cigarette was extinguished.

The other party seemed to have seen the visitor, stepped on the cigarette butt and stood up, twisting his neck and making a "click" sound, "Who are you? "Half Zuo looked around, it didn't look like a place to ambush. Those who heard it were speechless, only the red knife was unsheathed in the sound of metal friction of 'Zheng', and the cold voice was concise and to the point.

"The one who killed you.

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The wind was blowing from above, and the three black-clothed assassins looked at each other.

As expected, the desperate resistance of the two gods of death did not appear at all. Instead, a strange man's pale bony mask emerged. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was Xu, but how could Xu have a human form? "Master Ban Zuo, I didn't sense his spiritual pressure.

Even if one can still eat, drink, and scatter sleeping grass, the world of corpses and souls is still a world of souls, so Reiatsu is the basis for measuring strength and even race.

Kanjing Banzuo looked at it intently, and really didn't feel any spiritual pressure. This person is not like a god of death, nor like Xu, nor like a psychic among humans, but more like a blank sheet of paper. A blank slate of inferior birth.

This kind of pariah doesn't even have the qualifications to live in Jinglingting, and other people's spiritual pressure is poison.

"Be careful, this guy is weird.

"Taking a deep breath, Kanjing Banzuo has raised his vigilance instead, only a fool would think that a piece of blank paper will go up to the top of the building in the middle of the night to magnify his words.

Zheng Yi groaned softly with the friction of metal, and took out the mirrored long sword, the sickle with the long chain into the chest, and the toothed spear. The three of them spread out and slowly approached, their eyes fixed on the swordsman in the center "It's not like Zanpakuto, oh, I remembered, isn't this the latest invention of the Kasumi Oji family?" Yuxian awakened some memories of the past, and suddenly raised the knife above his head.

clang!

The sparks became particularly bright in the night sky. The scythe falling from the sky had already been bounced off, and the knotted string of the one-handed knife remained motionless. rear.

The proficient Shunpo is too good for assassination, but Kanjing Banzuo only saw the oncoming blade, he reacted very quickly and squatted down, with a few strands of hair fluttering, and quickly held the knife with both hands to block the top of his head.

The second burst of sparks bloomed, but it was much more dazzling than before. The gray-white ground instantly cracked, and the leader of the assassins almost fell to the ground.