When He Ma heard that the opposite person reported his family name, he specifically confirmed it.
Yes, Taekwondo
No, Hema suddenly remembered that Taekwondo seemed to be called Tang Shou in the beginning. In addition, karate seems to have an individual name called Tang Shou, so some aspects of Taekwondo and karate are quite similar.
In addition, Taekwondo seems to be Nanbianzheng's name Pengci Bruce Lee. Foreigners can't tell the difference between Jeet Kune Do and Taekwondo, and they can't distinguish between Korean and Chinese characters, so they often go to the wrong door to go to the Taekwondo Dojo to help with business.
It is estimated that the north side has always been called Tang Shou.
No matter what he is called, his level is really placed here, and Hema must deal with it seriously.
Hema decided to try stabbing first, maybe the boat capsized in the gutter opposite
Without saying a word, he sprinted forward.
However, there was a dexterous dodge on the opposite side, and then he used the iconic Taekwondo high-leg kick and chop.
However, the opponent also misjudged the speed of the horse thrusting, and this chop was too early.
After all, at that moment just now, the other party probably only had time to come to the judgment of "fucking fast", and the exact speed is uncertain.
Hema was going to roll and run away immediately after rushing. When he saw the opponent's response, he remembered that Taekwondo seemed to use a lot of legs-it was obviously called Tang Shou, and he didn't play cards according to the routine.
In the current situation, the attack range of the opponent's leg skills is much larger than that of holding this half of the steel pipe.
This steel pipe is only the length of Wakizashi, and Ma Xiu's practice is not to use Wakizashi's short sword technique exclusively.
Although Beichen Yidaoyu also uses Wakizawa's technique, Kazuma hasn't mastered it yet.
So he rushed forward decisively and fought.
Stirring together is to fight for basic strength. I still have a steel pipe that can hit people, but the opposite foot can't use strength in a fight.
However, the opponent didn't hesitate at all, and directly turned around to grab Kazuma, and even said, "Do you think I'm not as good at hand-to-hand combat as the few people you killed? I have practiced Brazilian judo!"
you're lying! You have no grade entry!
He Ma didn't believe it at all, and continued to lock the opponent with joint skills, and at the same time tried his best not to let the opponent get stuck in his life gate.
At this time, he suddenly remembered the moves that the girl used when fighting with the girl who claimed to be Beichuan Saori.
He was about to do the same, but the other side suddenly exerted force and rushed towards the glass window of the nearest booth.
The hulking man on the opposite side was like a bear when he collided, and he couldn't hold back the horse at all.
So Kazuma could only lean his head on each other, using the other's body to protect his face—in fact, mainly to protect his eyes.
In the next moment, you will be in close contact with the horse's head and glass.
This is not a prop glass made of sugar, but the real thing. When he hit it, He Ma was stunned, feeling that his IQ had been knocked out of thin air by half.
The key point is that this window not only has glass on one side, but the two of them crashed directly from the other side, not only smashing the glass on the other side, but also knocking off the glass shelf placed horizontally in the window.
The two fell on the ground full of glass shards, and the glass storage table that had just been lifted was smashed to pieces not far above their heads.
The broken glass that fell on the horse's head might be as big as a palm.
Fortunately, He Ma had already changed into a long-sleeved winter coat at this time, which was still somewhat protective against the glass. If it was a thin short-sleeved summer dress, He Ma might have been classified as a fool.
The other side shouldn't feel good either.
As soon as Hema opened his eyes, he saw a big piece of glass stuck in the face of the opposite cake.
He Ma was still in a dazed state, seeing the situation, he stretched out his hand to pull out the glass, and as a result, there was a big gash in his hand, and the blood flowed.
"Let's go!" Li Zhenghe cursed in pain.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Kazuma inserted the broken glass back.
Li Zhenghe screamed.
But at this moment, the two people who were stunned finally realized one thing belatedly: the fighting state just now was lifted, and there was room to wave their arms again.
Li Zhenghe punched He Ma in the stomach. With this punch, He Ma thought that his internal organs were about to be squeezed out from both ends of his body.
The severe pain caused Hema to return the favor—the steel pipe in his hand had gone somewhere, but it didn't matter, there was the broken glass he just got.
Kazuma completed another "hot swap", and was about to come for the third time when the enemy grabbed Kazuma's wrist.
The two tried their best to push the broken glass into the opposite eye socket.
Then, at the same time, they thought that now is a good opportunity to give each other a head-butt.
So the two are like a spectacle, head-butting each other at the same time, foreheads touching foreheads.
He Ma grinned his teeth in pain, seeing that the other party seemed to be in more pain than himself, so he head-butted again without saying a word.
I didn't know that the other side thought so too.
"fuck your mother!"
"West!"
The other side yelled angrily: "The fight is so ugly, isn't it embarrassing for the Martial Daoist?"
"I care so much, as long as I can win!"
"Beautiful thinking!"
The two began wrestling again.
Sure enough, Hema's judgment was correct. He was young and had been exercising, so his muscle strength was no worse than the opponent's—no, it should have a slight advantage.
Now it's like this, it's ugly, but at least it has found a chance of victory.
If you don't do this, you must be very passive in a serious fight with Li Zhenghe.
The opponent probably also realized that pure power is not an opponent for a newborn calf, and continued to talk: "After you beat me, how do you want to deal with the rest? You have no chance of winning, Kiryu-san! Even if you kill me , you can't change the result of your own death.
"The situation will be even worse, because if I don't stop it, your sister will definitely go through terrible things!"
"This kind of thing, I will find a way, let's kill you first." Responding, Hema pushed the glass into the opponent's body with the strength of the opponent's arm—unfortunately, because the opponent fought hard, he failed to hit the vital point. It just slowly sank into the opposite shoulder.
"Let's go!" shouted the other side, "Xing Jishang! Shoot!"
The gun went off.
And the horse slipped faster.
He didn't understand Korean, but he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and his heart turned cold, so he hurriedly left.
The bullet passed through the window that had been completely blocked, and hit the furnishings on the stage.
Rolled into the blind corner of the booth with the horse and hid.
Enemies outside started pouring ammunition on the stand.
**
"Stop! Stop!" Li Zhenghe yelled several times before making everyone stop shooting, "Damn it, I'm still in the booth! Don't shoot, I'm about to stand up."
Li Zhenghe stood up slowly, for fear that his subordinates would slip.
He stepped over the broken glass on the ground, and walked out of the booth through the window he smashed.
Xing Jishang turned around and ordered: "You two, go search..."
"Don't go in!" Li Zhenghe yelled to stop his men, "Don't go in! This guy is very good at hand-to-hand combat, and he has too much advantage in narrow spaces."
"Then let him move freely?" Xing Jishang frowned, "We must clean him up, right?"
Li Zhenghe snatched Xing Jishang's gun, pulled out more than half of the clips, and stretched out his hand.
Xing Jishang immediately threw him a new magazine.
Li Zhenghe loaded the magazine, held the gun and strode towards the ordinary people who were huddled in the corner, and fired a shot at the sky to attract everyone's attention.
"Horatius!" he yelled. "Aren't you going 'to protect those innocent maidens who are about to ignite the eternal flame'?"
Before he finished speaking, he pulled a girl out from the crowd: "Look, how is this girl? Is she pure?"
As he spoke, Li Zhenghe pulled the girl to an open area, distanced himself slightly, and then poked the girl's chest with the muzzle of a gun.
"I count to three, three, two, one!
"It seems that Horatius-san thinks this girl is impure."
Li Zhenghe pulled the trigger, and the girl looked at him blankly, as if she couldn't understand what happened, and then she fell backwards, lying on the ground on her back, looking at the ceiling with her gradually dilated pupils.
"I'll find another purer girl."
Li Zhenghe walked towards the crowd curled up in a corner with their heads folded as they spoke.
**
He was heartbroken with Ma, 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 both think too badly of each other."
So Hema hesitated, but the other party didn't give Hema time to react, and shot directly after counting so fast, just like this, the life of a girl passed away.
He Ma couldn't help shouting: "Li Zhenghe! Didn't you just want to prove that you are not bad people before you challenged me one-on-one?"
**
"That's because I think I can beat you." Li Zhenghe's voice was clear and loud, "Look at how you beat me, you are too dangerous, so that's the only way to go.
"Your threat, even if it is a little bit, I will not do this.
"Come on, let me see the next girl, pure or not.
"Thank goodness, there are quite a few girls coming to this event. I think I can always find a girl who is pure enough to lure Lord Horatius out of the dark."
After all, he pulled up another girl.
The girl was wearing the clothes of Fujiko Mine in Lupine the Third, and she cried the moment she was pulled up.
"Hey, you, tell the hero, how many boyfriends have you had?"
"I... haven't had it yet, no!" the girl shouted hysterically, "No, I'm very pure!"
"She said so. But I personally judge that you are lying in such revealing clothes and brazenly swaying in public."
"I don't! I'm really pure!"
Li Zhenghe raised his eyebrows: "Really? Then let me try to see if you can ignite the eternal fire. It's like the poem read by the hero."
After Li Zhenghe finished speaking, he waved behind him.
Xing Jishang took out the Molotov cocktail from his bag and threw it to Li Zhenghe.
Li Zhenghe skillfully pulled out the out-of-the-box cork and the ignition cloth, and a pungent gasoline smell immediately entered 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 the fire doors have been locked, and this exhibition center is ours."
"Understood." Li Zhenghe responded, then frowned and looked at the scared girl in front of him.
He was speechless, with an expression on his face after the morning, he covered the Molotov cocktail again, and threw it back to Xing Jishang.
"What's wrong?" Xing Jishang asked suspiciously.
"This kind of thing is the same as sex. You need to be interested. It's hard to finish the foreplay. Give me this one, and I'll be wilted."
Xing Jishang stared at Li Zhenghe with complicated eyes.
Then he decided not to worry about it, so he turned the topic to the girl who had wet her pants: "Then what about this?"
"You deal with it. Also, go up and grab the girl on the ceiling, that one is not as dangerous as the one hiding below."
Xing Jishang nodded: "OK."
After speaking, he glanced at the girl and made a "get out of here" mouth shape.
The girl immediately fucked off.
**
He Ma breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, he was about to go out, as long as the call was a second late, he would go out and exchange his life for the girl's life.
What kind of piper is this, he's just a lunatic.
But thinking about it carefully, the characteristics of this guy seem to be in line with the characteristics of the flute player in the fairy tale.
Many European fairy tales are terribly thoughtful.
He Ma patted his face lightly, now is not the time to relax, they are going to catch Nan Tiao, if they are caught, it may be a bad luck.
I don't know how many bullets Nanjo has left. There should be some spare magazines in the shopping bag she took.
But before thinking about Nanjo, Kazuma had to leave the booth first.
Now the several exits of the booth should be seen dead, and this time the enemy will definitely not ignore the warning above their heads.
In addition, after Li Zhenghe's exhortation just now, the enemy should not rashly get close enough to be threatened by He Ma with melee means.
How to do it
At this time, Kazuma suddenly saw the floor not far away, which was pushed away from below.
A middle-aged uncle dressed as a maintenance worker poked his head out and gestured "come here" to Kazuma.
When he gestured, he and the horse could see his hands shaking from such a distance.
It was this detail of hand trembling that made Kazuma decide to trust him.
**
Akito Anno looked at the other people: "We have to do something. Didn't we feel sorry for not catching up with the student movement before? Now is the time to make up for the regret."
"Well, no matter what you can do, let's collect something that can be used as a weapon." Okada Koji pulled out the fire extinguisher from under the table, "This one is made of dry ice, and spraying it directly on the person will make him temporarily unable to aim and shoot. .”
"Not enough, why don't you order some incendiary bombs. There happened to be some wine that was smuggled in." Sadamoto Yuzhi suggested.
"Beer can also fire bombs?" Akito Anno looked skeptical.
Sadamoto Yuzhi silently took out the vodka from the bag.
Minors in Japan are prohibited from drinking alcohol, and the enforcement is quite strict. Except for delinquent teenagers, most Japanese minors have never drank alcohol, so many people will drink retaliatory alcohol when they reach the age.
Many Japanese young people after the age of 20 like to drink, and both men and women like to drink. Even some idol girls who advertise pure and pure will drink after work.
Later, after entering the era of big live broadcasts, live drinking has also 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 noise."
Now a few of them are hiding behind the booth of their own association, and the booth of their association is hidden among a large number of booths of non-governmental organizations participating in the exhibition in Area C.
Although it is not covered by walls and cabinets like the booths of large companies, there are many self-made promotional boards, which block the line of sight more seriously than the corporate exhibition area.
However, their location is quite close to the enterprise exhibition area, so they have seen the feat of Kiryu and Ma just now.
"Horatius on the bridge is a hero I've never heard of." Akito Anno said suddenly.
"How did you go to university?" Okada Koji asked suspiciously.
"University of Arts doesn't take Roman history, and I don't like Rome as much as you do. Instead, I'm more interested in Hebrew culture. The Book of the Dead Sea is so cool."
"Don't talk about it, you two," Zhenben interrupted the two of them, "making incendiary bombs! We need to get a few more bottles. This bottle is only for one incendiary bomb, which is too wasteful."
"I have a glass bottle of Coke here." Two college students hiding behind the stall next door crawled over, "Should it work?"
"I don't know, we are all from the University of Arts, so there is no chemistry department?"
At this time, a person from another stall got through the table separating the two stalls: "I have an imitation gun here, it looks like the real thing, maybe it can scare the enemy."
"It's better than nothing. By the way, you can use the whole slingshot. When I was young, I used a slingshot to shoot birds. As long as the stones are replaced with steel balls, it is very powerful to hit people."
In this way, a group of college students began to save equipment, as if they were possessed by their seniors.
**
Honami Nanjo occupies an excellent position, holding a Woods submachine gun, no matter who comes to capture her, she is sure to send the first person to see Hades.
Her heart beat terribly fast at the thought that she might soon be taking a human life for the first time in her life.
She even had the illusion that her heart was beating so loudly that there was an echo.
Compared with her nervous mood, she was not afraid at all.
Because she knows that her hero, her light, is confronting the enemy.
Nanjo had never heard that English poem, and she usually read some English poems, but they were either related to love, or they were lyrical by the lakeside school.
Thinking of such a poem, Honami Nanjo heard it for the first time today.
Before that, Nanjo's cognition of the Roman Republic was all the test points in the book, which was dead. Now that country suddenly became clear and vivid in her eyes.
The hero of that ancient republic crossed the long river of history like lightning and stood before Honami Nanjo.
Nanjo gripped the gun tightly until just now, her hand was still covered with sweat, and she messed up once when changing the magazine because her hands were too sweaty, and almost dropped the gun under it.
But now her palms were no longer sweaty, and the gun held firmly and well.
She silently recited the poem she had just recited with Ma in her heart: "To protect the mother who loved me back then, and to protect the wife who now feeds the young children.
"To protect the pure girls who will light the eternal fire!
"Protect all from Sextus the shameless villain,
"How glorious is such a death!"
Nanjo heard someone climbing the ladder, so she raised her gun slightly.
"Your Excellency the Consul, please order the demolition of the bridge, for a thousand enemy troops on the bridge, let us fight with three men!
"Come on, which two warriors, join me..."
When Nanjo read this in a low voice, the door on the pillar behind her suddenly opened, and she reached out and patted her on the shoulder.
Nanjo turned around sharply, pointing the gun at that side and was about to grab the trigger.
"Hush!" He Ma stretched out his hand to push away her muzzle and covered her mouth at the same time, "It's me! Don't be nervous!"
Nanjo stared at Kazuma with widened eyes.
He Ma took the hand covering her mouth away.
"What about you?"
"Inside this pillar is a wire well." He Ma pointed to the back, "A staff member of the venue told me that I could climb up from the wire shaft, and gave me the key to open the maintenance door."
"...staff?" Nanjo's face was full of disbelief.
"Yes. 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, so that the enemy will become blind and deaf if they leave the stronghold."
Nanjo: "Uh... ah, is that so?"
"Yes." Kazuma got out of the wire well and said to Nanjo, "On the way up, I pasted notes on the bumps of the feet, so you should be able to go down smoothly too, so hurry up."
Nanjo nodded, handed the Woods submachine gun to Kazuma, and got into the maintenance door by himself.
At this time, Kazuma heard the sound of someone climbing the ladder cautiously above and below the platform where Nanjo stayed.
Kazuma took out two chocolate surprise eggs from his pocket—the kind with a chocolate candy shell on the outside and a hollow inside, which can be decorated with small toys.
He dropped the two eggs one behind the other.
Immediately there was a sound of lying down below.
He Ma got into the maintenance door, closed the door, and locked it as it was.
**
Uncle Sakai heaved a long sigh of relief watching Kazuma and Nanjo get into their maintenance workshop.
"As long as you are safe and sound, come with me, I know a way to get out."
He Ma: "No, I can't go."
"Why? Oh, it's better to let the police come to save people! I don't know who you are, you are really good at fighting heroes, but you tried once and failed. The enemy is too strong, boy, There is no shame in retreating at this time. Leave this to the police."
Hema shook his head: "No, I can't go. Just like you, Uncle Sakai, helped me, there may be other people in the venue who saw my behavior and decided to do something. I can't leave them behind."
After all, He Ma has the entry of Venus, and he really has the ability to drive everyone at this time.
Since there is one Uncle Sakai, there are likely to be more.
Uncle Sakai sighed: "Okay, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. A few years ago, the students were clamoring to drive out the U.S. military. It was the U.S. military that broke the backbone of our generation.
"That's all. You can use the tools in this room as you like, and I'm going to run away. I have seniors and seniors, and I can't die here. If I die here, the insurance company won't pay. What else do you need to know about the stadium? ? Ask quickly."
Shaking his head with Ma, he pointed to the blueprint on the wall: "We can just look at the blueprint ourselves. Can you bring me a message to the police officers when you go out."
"Yes." Uncle Sakai nodded, "Say what?"
"Let them find a way to send a knife in. That's it."
"That's it?" Uncle Sakai looked at Kazuma, "No... leave a last word or something?"
"I don't intend to die here. I will take everyone out alive." He Ma said with a confident smile to the uncle.
**
As soon as Ma Xingxiong arrived at the scene, he received the latest tip.
"There was a maintenance worker who ran out of the closed venue through the maintenance channel and brought us the latest situation inside."
Jinma Xingxiong was overjoyed: "Really? That's great, can he accept my direct questions?"
"Okay. He's not injured, and he's very stable. There's nothing wrong with him other than a little hyperactivity."
"Take me there!" Jin Ma Xingxiong waved his hand.
"This way."
Soon, he saw Sakai, a maintenance worker, sitting in an ambulance parked next to the temporary operation headquarters.
"Mr. Sakai, I'm the general manager of the police station near Ma Xingxiong. I want to know the first-hand situation inside. I know you said it once, but the direct first-hand information will help me judge..."
"Okay, okay." Uncle Sakai interrupted Kinma Yukio, "I can say it as many times as I want, that's all I can do, let's say, I will feel guilty if I don't say it too many times, because I Keep the brave kids inside."
"Brave children?" Kinma Yukio asked suspiciously, "Is it a spontaneous struggle?"
"Yeah, there is a kid who is amazing. It seems to be Fan Dai, a kendo master. He is 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 finally have some free time. They have to go to social activities and maintain a network of relationships.
In the past ten years, Kinma Yukio went to watch "The Story of Tonajiro" with his whole family every year.
So when he heard about Hollywood characters with whips, he didn't react.
Uncle Sakai saw that it didn’t work, so he put it another way: “Like those with fluorescent tubes, they’re called samurai. Superheroes.”
At this time, the confidential secretary beside him, Hideyo Yamasa, said, "This refers to Indiana Jones and Jedi, from Raiders of the Lost Ark and Star Wars."
"Oh." Jinma Xingxiong tried to sum it up in his own words, "That is to say, there is a very powerful student who may be learning kendo and caused some trouble for the gangsters?"
"No, no, he killed a lot of gangsters, and then fought with the gangster leader, and won. The gangster had promised a fair fight, but in the end he started to play tricks. In the end, he threatened the child with a hostage. Oops, poor girl who was beaten to death."
Jin Ma Xingxiong frowned: "Wait a minute, are there any hostage casualties?"
"Yes, these gangsters are very cruel! In order to catch the student brother in the dark, they first arrested a father and son, beat the father to death and threatened him with the child to show up, and then beat a girl to death and threatened him."
Jin Ma Xingxiong turned his head and exchanged glances with his subordinates. He had been a police officer for decades, and he had never seen this scene.
"What about now? Has he been caught?" Confidential secretary Hidehiro Yamasa asked urgently, the expression on his face was like that of an audience who was anxious to know the following plot while listening to Jing Liuli.
"I was about to be caught." Uncle Sakai smiled proudly, "but I pulled him. I wanted to take him out with me, but he refused. He wanted to continue working with those gangsters.
"Young people are terrifying."
Kinma Yukio turned his head and said to his subordinates: "Remember, the people inside have our potential helpers. The potential helpers are in critical condition. We must take action as soon as possible."
After finishing speaking, he turned back and continued to ask Uncle Sakai: "Are you sure the gangsters don't know the way you escaped?"
"I'm sure I don't know. These gangsters probably went to the municipal archives to check the public blueprints to find information, but the details of this thing were changed many times when it was built. .There's a lot of maintenance access, wire wells, stuff that aren't on the city archives blueprints."
Jin Ma Xingxiong nodded, and asked again: "Then, can the fully armed police enter through the place where you came out?"
"Can't you read it yourself?" Uncle Sakai asked back.
"What?" Jin Ma Xingxiong looked puzzled.
Uncle Sakai stood up and patted his beer belly: "My stomach is coming out, and your police will still be stuck? How much equipment do you have to bring?"
Jin Ma Xingxiong glanced at Uncle Sakai's beer belly, then turned around and asked, "Has the mobile team arrived yet?"
"They got off the high speed, it's almost there." Someone replied.
"Uncle, the mobile team will arrive later, you can show us your way out on the blueprint."
"Okay, no problem. But you can't get the blueprints from the municipal archives. You have to ask the construction company for the revised blueprints, otherwise I can't point out where."
"I'm going to find a construction company right now." Hideyo Yamasa left such a sentence, turned and ran away.
Kinma Yukio continued to ask: "Can you...can you provide other information? I mean the enemy's configuration, number, and degree of armed forces."
"The enemy has machine guns, I don't know the model, and the firepower is much stronger than the 100-style guns I used in the war. I often see the US military using them in movies."
"U.S. military?" Kinma Yukio was a little surprised.
His subordinates took out the weapon illustration book, pointed to the M14 on it and asked, "Is this one?"
"No, no, this kind." Uncle Sakai pointed at the M16, "There is also a very short one, smaller than the M3."
"This kind?" The subordinate turned the weapon illustration to the page of UZI.
"That's right, that's it."
The young subordinate turned to look at Ma Xingxiong: "The 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 an idea flashed in his mind: "No way? Uncle, what is the name of the heroic boy you mentioned?"
"Oh, when he was fighting the enemy's leader, he had his own registration number, called Tongsheng and Ma. I don't know how to write Chinese characters, but the pronunciation is Tongsheng and Ma."
One pronunciation in Japan can write many different combinations of Chinese characters.
Especially the name, don't have too many names with the same pronunciation and different characters. For example, the pronunciation of "He Ma" and "Yi Ma" are basically the same.
Kinma Yukio repeated the pronunciation spoken by Uncle Sakai.
"Could it be... that Kiryu?" Someone in his subordinates muttered.
And Jin Ma Xingxiong's expression showed no doubt.
He knew that Kiryu and Ma were right.
During the Kuixing Banner, Kiryu and Ma were attacked with props made using espionage technology, and the person who made the props was Shi Enzhou.
After the Kyoto Prefectural Police followed the information, the Kyoto explosion occurred.
And now, Shi Enzhou is in Osaka. Although there is no evidence, Kinma Xingxiong suspects that Shi Enzhou was involved in this incident.
Now, Kiryu and Ma are involved in a massive hostage-taking incident by Shi Eun-joo's associates.
All of this always feels... a bit too many coincidences.
However, for a child who is not even 18 years old and has never left Japan, it would be ridiculous to say that he is a secret agent.
It can only be said that some people are destined to be involved in various things, and they are the darlings of fate.
Jin Ma Xingxiong actually knew several such people.
**
Oniwa Xuanxin looked at his watch: "Now when we arrive, it's almost time for traffic control to start in Osaka, and there should be no tragedy of traffic jams on the highway.
"Let's go, reinforce the Osaka Prefectural Police!"
**
The taxi taken by Ma Jianichi and Komori Shanling was stopped one block away, and they couldn't move forward.
So Jin Ma Jianyi pulled Komori Shanling out of the car.
"We're just delivering food!" Komori Shanling emphasized, "Don't run to investigate the case! Don't even fight gangsters bravely, it will cause trouble for Dad and uncle!"
"Yes, yes, I know, I know." Kenichi Jinma prevaricated.
Komori Shanling snorted.
"This time it was a mass use of firearms, and you wouldn't dare to do anything."
"That might not be the case." As soon as Jinma Jianyi finished speaking, Komori Shanling glared at him.
"What did you say?"
"I said that it's not the swordsman's turn to use the gun, um, that's right."
Komori Shanling snorted.
The two passed two police cordon lines in a row by brushing their faces.
"Father!" Kinma Ken saw Kinma Yukio who had just got off the ambulance from a distance, and shouted loudly, pulling Komori Shanling to run while shouting.
"Why are you here?" Jin Ma Xingxiong looked serious, "Go back, this is not a place to play!"
"My mother asked me to deliver meals, and she even baked cookies to express condolences to everyone."
Only then did Jin Ma Xingxiong's expression soften a little. He took the lunch basket handed over by Komori Shanling with one hand, passed it to the subordinates behind him, and then said, "Hurry up now, this time is really dangerous."
"I heard that the enemy is equipped with a large number of firearms?" Kinma Kenichi didn't give up, trying to turn the topic to the case.
"Yes, but this has nothing to do with you, let's go!" Suddenly, Xingxiong Jinma remembered something, looked at his son and asked, "Have you been in touch with Kazuma Kiryu who defeated you and took the Kuixing Banner? "
"No. Don't worry, Dad, the friendship between men doesn't fade so easily. Even if we don't contact each other for many years, we are still good buddies when we meet."
"Is that so... Do you know that he came to Osaka for a school trip?"
"Ah? I don't know. Wait, a school trip..." Jin Majian glanced at the convention and exhibition center, "SF conference...don't tell me, he happened to be free today and went to the SF conference, but did he encounter this?"
Kinma Yukio didn't answer, but his attitude was actually the same as if he had answered.
"No way! Cool! No, I mean, this is too bad!"
Rei Komori pinched Kinichi's shoulder tightly: "You are not allowed to run around anymore! I will not let what happened when you ran out of the hospital last time! Absolutely not! Before this incident is over, you You can only stay in my sight, understand?"
"Understood, understand, please be gentle! If you pinch so hard, you will leave scars!"
"Where did the scar come from without breaking the skin? Don't talk about it, go back!"
At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a maintenance worker poked his head out of the ambulance and said to Ma Xingxiong: "By the way, I forgot to mention it just now, that Kiryu and Brother Ma, please let me give you Bring a message. He said, he doesn't have a knife, I hope you find a chance to send a knife in."
Jin Ma Xingxiong asked suspiciously: "Send a knife in? What is this for? Is he going to kill so many enemies with guns with a knife? Facing automatic weapons, even if the sword master comes, there is no way at all." ?”
"I don't know. Anyway, he said so, and I brought it intact."
"Okay, thank you." Jin Ma Xingxiong thanked the maintenance workers.
At this time, Rei Komori was looking at the profile of Kenichi Kinma.
With her rich experience, she felt that Kenichi definitely didn't plan to stay here tonight.
God, why are boys always in such a hurry to die? Wouldn't it be nice to stay away from those death traps
Rei Komori sighed.
Rather than letting Jin Ma Jianyi go out alone and worry about eating and drinking at home, Komori Shanling 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 his life is greatly reduced.
**
At the same time, not far from Jinma Xingxiong, Sakuma and Aramaki, who seemed to have used the technique of erasing the sense of existence, also heard the words brought by the maintenance worker.
"Why does it feel like a code word?" Huang Juan whispered, "It doesn't make sense, such a young spy doesn't even have enough training time."
"Maybe he's just young, but he's actually an uncle in his twenties or thirty?" Sakuma guessed, "Then the original Kiryu and Ma were replaced... But, what is this picture? The meaning of substituting a teacher who has fallen into a dojo where?"
"Yeah. What's the point?"
Aramaki repeated Sakuma's words in a rare way.
The existence of spies is like the embodiment of rationality. The way spies act must be logical and rational.
Espionage and counter-espionage, in fact, is to see who can play deeper when both sides are logical.
It is meaningless to take pains to pretend to be a young master who has declined in the dojo.
Arakimaki thought for a few seconds, and said, "Maybe he is really just a knife to kill people easily?"
"Is this... possible?" Sakuma asked back.
"Yes, the possibility is at least greater than that is a secret signal. A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and thinks that if you get a knife, you can hack all these troublemakers to death by yourself. There is also a possibility of this."
Sakuma nodded: "Well, indeed. But, isn't he a little too predestined with these Koreans?"
"Maybe, he is just more likely to encounter big events. This kind of person is the protagonist of the era."
"Yeah, we gongans, let's just watch the protagonists perform honestly in the dark."
As soon as Sakuma finished speaking, he heard Dvořák's "From the New World" in the sky.
Sakuma raised his head and exclaimed: "Osaka still plays this so formally, but Tokyo can only hear it in the old city that has not been rebuilt.
"It's a little nostalgic. When I was a child in the countryside, the adults always frightened us children, saying that after the village hall broadcast Dvořák, it was the so-called time of encountering the devil.
"Adults say that there will be monsters coming to Hyakki Yakura to eat the children who haven't come home at this time."
"What a coincidence, there is a similar saying over there." Arakawa shrugged,
While the two were chatting, Dvořák's melody floated over the convention center, bidding farewell to the setting sun and announcing the arrival of the time to meet the devil.
At night, it is a stage for ghosts and monsters.