After Shen Ming left, Wan'er sat on the wooden corridor in the messy backyard garden, looked at the familiar scenery, and recalled the ten years that were about to pass away.
When she first came here, she was just an ignorant 6-year-old child, but now she is a young girl. Regardless of whether her elder brother can successfully become Hattori Musashi, she is destined to say goodbye to everything in front of her.
In the past 10 years, she has resisted, struggled, numb, and suffered. She has tempered her heart into steel and honed killing to be more proficient than eating. He clearly knew that all of this was wrong, but he was in the wolf camp, not being with them, but being bait for them.
Today, she has decided to make a change, with the courage her brother gave her, and with the longing for home. Let's take a last look at the place where I have lived for 10 years, and let the memory of my killer be buried here.
In this snowy moment, giant black ants climbed up Wan'er's white stockings and stood on her knees.
It seems that because Wan'er kicked Tiehu just now, Heimu regarded it as an act of saving himself, so Heimu has a different kind of affection for Wan'er.
"Little Ant, have you left the organization like me? In the past, we worked hard for the organization and helped it grow, but starting today, we all have to live for ourselves, let's work hard together!" Looking at the falling snow in the sky , Wan'er smiled.
At this moment, there was a loud bang, and a big hole was blown out of a wall on the fifth floor of the castle, and gravel and dust all over the sky gushed out from the castle. Hattori Musashi in a black ninja armor jumped out with a backflip. With flying claws in one hand, he grabbed the eaves of the top floor and flew him upwards. With the other hand, he swung a dozen or so round cross shurikens and flew in along the hole. There was a crisp sound of being blocked. .
When Hattori Musashi landed on the snow-covered roof like a trapeze man, another big hole was blasted out of the roof less than 5 meters away, and Shen Ming jumped up from below. In the gradually falling snow fog, he was surprised to find that Shen Ming's whole body was covered with wounds, although they were not fatal, they were still bloody.
Shen Ming blocked most of the dart streak just now with Ni Lin, but a dart was still nailed into his right shoulder.
"Evil animal, your strange hand is quite magical, and you can even transform it? It's been a long time since you played so refreshingly. Thank you for helping me move my muscles." Hattori Musashi chuckled and swung the knife, throwing all the blood beads on the blade to On the snow around me.
"Fuck the old pervert, why can you be so strong?" Shen Ming was depressed after being beaten, and fought with the old man who was almost buried for 10 minutes. With the help of Ni Lin's strong attack, he barely got hurt. This old man didn't install a mechanical prosthetic body at all, but he was stronger than any machine.
The weird martial arts allowed him to stand on the white snow at this moment, but he would not leave footprints on the snow!
"Old guy, you are as strong as a pervert. Did you grow up with Jinke?" If he couldn't beat him, Shen Ming could only talk happily, and pulled out the dart on his shoulder with his bare hands.
"I don't know the old man Jin Kela you are talking about, but all those named Hattori are the kings of ninjas who have practiced Hattori's ultimate ninja since birth. How can you be compared to a beast like you?" Musashi Chiguo said Contempt Road.
"Hey, so much nonsense, die!" Before Shen Ming spoke, the black cross shuriken that he swung casually, spinning and accelerating in the air like a chainsaw, Nilin gave it 10 times the kinetic energy just now out.
With a swish, Hattori Musashi, who was 5 meters away, was beaten into a pair! But the shuriken that flew out did not bring blood and flesh, but a pile of wood slag spewed out from Hattori Musashi's back.
"Substitution technique?!" Shen Ming only felt that he had crossed into the world of Hokage, and all kinds of unscientific ninjutsu emerged one after another. He didn't have time to scold his mother at all. He shrank his neck down, and the shining katana was already swung from the top of his head. However, he was cut into a flat head.
Shen Ming, who turned around and rushed forward, could only fight in hand-to-hand combat, exerting its maximum lethality before Ni Lin's time ran out.
Apart from being afraid of this strange hand, Musashi didn't pay attention to Shen Ming at all. The samurai sword in his hand was a treasure handed down from the Warring States Period.
Shen Ming relied on Ni Lin to save his life, and he relied on a black hand for both offense and defense. The more you beat Musashi, the more you despise him. Although he made the top assassins accept the mechanical transformation of the general staff and turned them into super soldiers relying on machinery, but from the bottom of his heart, he looked down on these fighters who armed themselves with black technology.
Because they rely too much on technology and forget the courage that soldiers should have. How could it be possible to lose to this junior? Musashi believed that even if he was over a hundred years old, he would never lose.
The roof was almost dismantled by the two of them, the black scales on Shen Ming's right hand began to peel off, and the time limit for reversing the scales was approaching, and he no longer had any weapons to rely on.
From his toes to the tip of his hair, Musashi believed that he was going to kill the evil beast with his hands, but when Shen Ming's right hand completely degenerated into a human posture, he was tired and stiffened, and he was swallowed by exhaustion while standing on the roof , lowered his forehead, as if he had passed away.
"Leak!" Musashi turned around and slashed across Shen Ming's head. With such a powerful move, Shen Ming had nothing to parry.
But at this moment, Shen Ming raised his head, opened his mouth to face the knife edge and bit the sharp blade with a bang, the impact force was poured out by pieces, and the half of the roof behind Shen Ming's feet completely disintegrated.
Looking at Shen Ming again, he should have reached his limit, and the excessive blood loss has left his brain blank.
But those beast-like pupils were still ferocious, as if biting the enemy's throat, biting the blade and refusing to let go, blood flowed down the corner of Shen Ming's mouth.
"Ni Lin!" Shen Ming roared and punched Musashi's chest with a punch. The black scales of Ni Lin flashed at the moment when the fist hit Musashi, and the impact force of the second opening was only 0.1 seconds, but it burst the armor of Musashi's whole body. Became scum.
Finally, a mass of gore spewed out from Musashi's mouth. Shen Ming quickly clamped Musashi's waist with his legs, and swung his fist against his cheek in a weird way.
What superb ninjutsu, what invincible skills, disappeared at this moment. Shen Ming just bit and hit with all his might, the beams under their feet couldn't bear such a toss, and a bang made them fall back to the room on the fifth floor.
Shen Ming pressed Musashi under his body, his fists greeted like raindrops, the tendons in his hands were so vigorous that they tore apart, his own blood mixed with Musashi's blood splashed around.
"Ah!!!" Shen Ming, biting his blade, roared, roaring for the death of his parents, roaring for his sister's miserable ten years, roaring for Xiao Yi's kidnapping, and roaring for his ruined life.
He should have been just an ordinary Linhai youth, walking the path of an ordinary person, with happy and loving parents, a mischievous and willful sister, and maybe one or two Olympic shooting champion medals. They would bring a picnic basket to enjoy the bright sunshine every Sunday, and they would travel around the world together, taking pictures of every strange-shaped stone.
And all of this, the happy life that Shen Ming had longed for was completely ruined overnight by the old man in front of him. That kind of anger is indescribable in words.
"Enough! Shen Ming!" shouted Xiao Yi who rushed to the room.
"It's not over yet! He's not dead yet! He's not dead yet!" Shen Ming spat out the blade in his mouth, and couldn't stop his madness, but when he raised his fist together again, a pair of arms went around his neck, holding him tightly in his arms.
"Killing him, you can't change anything, it will only make you more conflicted. Yingluo's pursuit will not stop, and the future can only be spent in revenge. Is this really the life you want?" Xiao Yi cried in Shen Ming's ear, and tears fell on his bloody shoulder.
"But he's still alive...my parents are already dead! How unfair...how unfair!" Shen Ming's tears mixed with blood flowed down, but the fist raised above his head stopped.
His not yet lost reason tells him that what Xiao Yi said is correct, this bastard ruined his past life, but killing him is equivalent to ruining his future life.
If you are alone, even if you fight until you are 80 years old, it doesn't matter if you kill every one of Yingluo's animals. But it's different now, he has his younger sister to take care of and Xiao Yi to protect, and he must not destroy their future together with himself.
"Kill me, this is what you deserve..." Musashi swallowed his blood and said in a low voice, no matter how superb his martial arts are, he is old after all, and he has long been powerless to fight back after such a violent counterattack.
"Do you think I don't dare? Do you think I dare?!!!" Shen Ming trembled violently, Xiao Yi hugged her so tightly that he didn't dare to relax at all.
"For me! Let him go!" Xiao Yi shouted struggling.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and in the end, Shen Ming put down his fist, leaving Musashi with his old life.
"I will not forget the revenge of killing my parents. Your life is temporarily stored here. If you dare to provoke us again, I swear, even if you hide in the abyss of the world, I will dig you out and beat you to death. "Shen Ming Chi Guoguo warned.
Standing up, he left the room, not wanting to see this damn thing that didn't die again.
"Are you okay?" Xiao Yi didn't follow immediately, but checked Musashi's injuries.
"There must be something, but I can't die." Facing Xiao Yi, Musashi smiled gently even though his face was covered with blood.
"Let's get rid of all grievances here, and let us live in a world where we no longer intersect with each other, okay?" Xiao Yi begged.
"Why did I promise you?" Musashi acted willfully like a child. His cherry blossoms are still alive, and there are still many high-rank killers. The middle-rank and low-rank killers are countless. If you really want to start revenge, Shen Ming will fight to the death.
"You owe this to your daughter! She loves her child so much and owns her own happiness, but you ruined it all. As the president, you may respond to everything, but as a father, you are the bastard among the bastards! What are you doing?" What did you do for her? You are also a dying person, do you really want to continue to talk to your daughter without being able to see each other in the underworld?" Xiao Yi's words pierced Musashi's heart like a knife.
Seeing Xiao Yi wearing the wedding dress prepared for her daughter in front of him, Musashi, who had been strong all his life, finally couldn't help but shed an old tear, "Forget it! The winner is king and the loser is bandit! From now on! You have nothing to do with it! Go away!"
"Thank you." Xiao Yi was sincerely grateful, bowed and nodded and left.
Musashi regretted it so much. If in the past, he was as generous as he is today, maybe his daughter is still alive, and he can bring his grandson to enjoy the family happiness, right