As soon as Hema heard Xuezi's name, he sighed subconsciously: "Sakata Xuezi..."
He remembered reporting their names to each other before the fight with the Sakatas, and Xuezi's surname was Yin Wu.
Aunt Xuezi showed a somewhat lonely smile: "I didn't take his surname when he was alive, but now that he's gone, I think at least I can leave his mark on the name."
After finishing speaking, Xuezi suddenly put away the smile on her face, and replaced it with a serious expression that was about to kill someone, and then lifted the kimono, revealing half of the shoulders and the upper body tightly wrapped in the chest cloth.
"I, Sakata Yukiko, came today to usurp the White Summit—I wanted to say this, but it seems that I don't need it anymore." Xuezi stared at Yuyin-Qingliu, "I will try my best to take care of the rest , although you will definitely be demoted back to the second-generation group, but these are not things that you have to consider, miss. You and us have already broken the friendship."
He Ma couldn't help but said: "You don't have to be so desperate, occasionally..."
"That's the way it is! We are the ultimate way. We are bad people. Even if we are downgraded, we are still bad people. Although we were saved from the fate of being destroyed yesterday, one day we will receive retribution for the karma we committed."
Hema looked at Qingliu's face and felt that she seemed to accept it, so he stopped talking about it and changed the subject: "Since you are here, Aunt Xuezi, why don't you tell us about the follow-up situation last night."
Sakata Yukiko nodded: "This is exactly my second reason for coming. We only found out yesterday that there is a secret base underground in the back garden of the White Summit. It seems that this used to be the residence of the daimyo in Edo, in order to prevent the general from killing people suddenly. , specially built an underground structure. During World War II, it was converted into a family air-raid shelter by the previous owner.
"When the former president of Baifeng bought the house, he transformed the underground into an underground base, and secretly trained a private soldier inside."
He Ma couldn't help interjecting: "The private soldiers he trained had to pick their feet, and I cut them up like melons and vegetables. But I was doing it in self-defense, and the enemy used deadly force, so I can only use comparisons." Drastic measures to stop their threats to my life."
Sakata Yukiko looked at Kanwa with complicated eyes.
Baifeng Qingliu also looked at Kazuma: "If I haven't seen you fight, I'll think you're bragging."
"You can also be me bragging now."
Sakata Yukiko stepped between the two who were still talking nonsense: "From the current situation, I think it is very likely that the former president colluded with the Zhenquanhui or the Fushou Gang to blow up your father. Considering that we are in the yard They found the corpses of seven or eight members of the Zhenquan Association. They should be the Zhenquan Association who exploded people and blamed it on the Fushou Gang.
"If we really attacked last night, even if we win, we will be tricked and kill the wrong person. What's more, with our strength, we may not be able to win.
"In addition, my husband Shinsaku Sakata was shot head-on. Judging from the location of the bodies, he probably blocked a shot for Kiryu."
Qingliu nodded lightly: "Yes, I see."
Sakata Yukiko stared at her face for a long time before she breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she had been worried that the girl would fight against Kazuma in order to avenge her grandfather, so she deliberately emphasized that Sakata saved Kazuma with her life.
After she was relieved, Sakata Yukiko continued to say in a much more relaxed tone: "The third thing I came here was to express a request to Miss. I, Sakata Yukiko, will one day take revenge on the Zhenquan Society. So Miss, please Don't get yourself involved in this matter anymore. You have nothing to do with us, with Jidao, with these love and hatred, you should embrace the new life."
Qingliu frowned, she glanced at Hema.
Understanding with Ma, he said, "I'm afraid it can't be done. Zhenquan and I will have a lot of debts to settle. When I go to trouble them, I can't guarantee that I won't bring her with me."
As he spoke, he grinned with Ma: "Kiryu and Ma must pay their debts."
Zhenquanhui, Welfare Technology, and of course the remnants of the old Japanese army in the Kanto United, will one day kill them all.
Baifeng Qingliu: "My master said so, so I probably can't fulfill your request."
Sakata Yukiko asked suspiciously: "Miss, master is..."
"My house was usurped by you, right? I must have a place to live."
"I thought you would go to the Earth House and concentrate on music." Sakata Yukiko was talking, her eyes fell on the red bean hairpin on the bedside table.
Baifeng Qingliu grabbed the hairpin and hid it under the quilt.
"You misunderstood," she said, "I went to the Kiryu dojo for music too. I want to learn composition."
He Ma: "Huh? Isn't it over after you sing?"
"I just want to learn to compose!"
"Well, people must learn to accept the gift of their own destiny..."
"I don't want it. I just want what I work hard to get."
Sakata Yukiko coughed twice.
Watching her with Ma and Qingliu.
Sakata Xuezi smiled slightly: "It seems that there is no need to worry at all. Then I will leave first, and the wolves of the Kanto United are now watching. Goodbye, Miss Baifeng."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the gate. When she reached the gate, it seemed as if she suddenly remembered it. She turned her head and said to Qingliu who was still on the hospital bed: "It will be his funeral in seven days. Miss, you may not be able to make it. But if you have time, you can Come and see him at his grave, I think he will be happy."
Baifeng Qingliu nodded slightly.
Sakata Yukiko bowed to the two people in the ward again at the door, and then left the ward.
Jinguji Tamamo glanced at the door, and was about to close the door again, but there seemed to be some noise in the corridor that attracted her attention.
She glanced at the corridor, then turned to Kazuma and said, "It seems that people from the Self-Defense Forces are coming."
Before she could speak back to Ma, she bowed slightly to the people in the corridor: "Hi, General Tanaka."
"Oh, it's from the Jinguji family... Say hello to your father for me."
Hema heard from Jinguji that her parents are the set parents, but they are actually old servants of her family. For generations, the family has pretended to be the "adults" of the Jinguji family to cover her.
But outsiders basically don't know about this kind of thing.
"I will." Jinguji Yuzao responded politely, and then made a gesture to the door behind him, "If you come to see my master Kiryu Kazuma, he is in this room over here."
"Really, thank you for showing the way." After the words fell, Jinguji Yuzao took a step aside, and then two self-defense officers with big arms and round waists entered Baifeng Qingliu's ward.
The leader looked at Baifeng Qingliu, was stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "Oh, Mr. Kiryu is busy, then I'll go to the next door and wait."
"No, no need, just say something here." He Ma said.
He didn't have a good impression of the Self-Defense Forces, no, not only did he not have a good impression, but he was in a bad mood.
After all, this is the Japanese army, and the Chinese all respond.
And all my life, as a military fan, I discussed with other military fans on the Internet before the age of 20 whether China can win the battle against the Self-Defense Forces.
Especially the 88th Fleet of the Maritime Self-Defense Force, Chinese military fans have been envious for more than 20 years, and when the first generation of China Aegis began to serve, some people still think that the King Kong class is invincible.
When Hema was 30 years old and saw that Japan was preparing to build the ninth and tenth shield ships, military fans looked at the eighth 055-class ship on the berth, and began to joke, "Wow, there are so many ten shield ships." "It's almost time to expel the Ninth Detachment. It's so scary."
Although he and Ma have experienced such a change in mentality, there are some knots in his heart that are not so easy to untie.
To "collude" with the horse and the Self-Defense Forces, it is better to kill him.
So he looked at the leader Lu Jiang with a cold face, and didn't invite him to sit down.
General Tanaka also felt Kazuma's blatant contempt. He was a little strange, but he still began to explain his intentions: "We have listened to the police's on-site investigation report. The police believe that you used cold weapons to kill a group of enemies equipped with automatic rifles, and shot down the incoming AH1 gunships."
Hema smiled and replied, "No, I didn't shoot down the gunship with a cold weapon, I stabbed it down with a bamboo pole."
When Riku Tanaka heard Hema's words, his face changed. He looked up and down again, as if Hema was a ghost.
He Ma: "I'm just kidding. What's the matter with me?"
General Tanaka hesitated for a moment, and then said: "We originally wanted to invite Mr. Kiryu to become Lu Zi's swordsmanship teacher, but..."
"Sorry, I'm busy, and I'm still injured. Please go back, both of you."
"That's it." General Lu simply gave up, put back the hat he had just taken off, then looked at Kazuma and said, "I heard that Mr. Kiryu volunteered to become the police chief, I hope Mr. will not choose the wrong path in the future ah."
"Thank you for your advice. Tamamo, see off." Hema smiled slightly.
Jinguji Tamamo, who was outside the door, immediately came in and politely asked the two to leave.
Qingliu asked Hema with a puzzled face: "Why? Becoming a swordsman Fan Ye in the Self-Defense Force will greatly improve your prestige. The teacher who taught me the Shinto Wunian style, you can't go if you want to go."
Hema looked at Qingliu seriously: "I will never have anything to do with the Self-Defense Forces, as long as you know this."
Qingliu: "Hema, are you... the left wing?"
"That's right. I'm a university student in Dongdong." Said Hema.
After all, it was 1981, and it was only natural that the university students in Dongdong were left-wing in this era.
"Hey~" Qingliu twitched her lips, "The left wing is good, and the left wing is very rock and roll. It seems that you and the old man in the earth house have more common language than you imagined."
As soon as she finished speaking, Tamamo's voice came from the corridor: "Honami, here with Ma."
Then came Honami's voice: "The police informed that it was Room 212, did you change the room? Is there something wrong with Room 212? The toilet is blocked?"
While talking, Jinguji Tamamo opened the door, so Honami entered the room with the food and flowers that came to condolences, and saw Shiramine Haruyuu on the bed at a glance.
"Ah, sorry, maybe I came at the wrong time..."
"No, you came at the right time." He Ma followed this classic stalk out of habit.
Honami looked puzzled.
Jinguji Tamamo also entered the door, took the flowers from Honami's arms, and put them into the vase on the bedside table.
Mikako also entered the door, and looked at Baifeng on the bed: "Oh, isn't this Sasuri? I heard that you and Ma Zhenjian fought? It seems that Hema won."
Shiramine Qingliu said to Mikako with a serious face: "I don't go by that name anymore. Now my name is Baimine Qingliu."
Mikako looked puzzled: "Hey, did you change your stage name? Are you planning to change to a new agency?"
"No, the previous brokerage company is probably about to terminate the contract. After all, Baifeng Yuyin is dead."
"Eh?" Mikako had an expression of insufficient brain capacity, "What the hell?"
He Ma: "Killed by me."
"Then what do I see now? A ghost? Wow, it's the first time I know I have spiritual powers."
Baifeng Qingliu: "From today onwards, I have been worshiping Baifeng Qingliu, a disciple of Master Tongsheng's disciple, please give me your advice."
Mikako and Honami looked at each other.
Jinguji Tamamo was in front of the vase, concentrating on arranging flowers.
"Wait a minute," Honami said first, "Does the disciple mean that she wants to live in the dojo?"
He Ma: "Yes, there are still vacant rooms on the second floor."
"But, she's Shinto Wunian style, right?" Mikako said, "Hema, you can only teach Beichen Yidao style and Natural Lixin style, can't you?"
Baifeng Qingliu said before Hema opened his mouth, "I'm not going to learn swordsmanship. In theory, Hema doesn't even have permission to pass it on, so I can't open a school to accept apprentices. I'm going to learn composition. I'm learning composition. Basically, if you can improve your kendo ability through sparring, that would be even better."
He Ma glanced at her, thinking that this guy still wanted to kill me.
He glanced at the entry on her head again: flying and dancing.
This time he can read the instructions calmly:
When Kiryu and Ma are present, Shiramine Seiryu becomes very brave.
-Um
He Ma read the instructions again.
—Is this BUFF only for her
He Ma was suddenly filled with dissatisfaction with his golden finger.
At this time, Mikako seemed to have suddenly figured out the matter of entering the room as a disciple.
She patted Honami on the shoulder and said, "Oh, Honami, don't worry, let her in if she breaks in, she only has ribs."
Kazuma heard the sound of veins bursting on Baifeng Qingliu's forehead.
The next moment Qingliu shouted: "Mikako, I'm going to kill you!"