He Ma is ready to fight quickly. After all, there are still a bunch of younger brothers downstairs, but they can't act temporarily after eating wolf-proof spray.
Just a can of anti-wolf spray, who knows how long it can hold those people back.
Of course, it is also possible that this group of people watched and Ma worked as two cadres in a row, and they were persuaded.
This is the case with Jidao. After the cadres are defeated, how much cohesion and action can the leftovers have is a question.
Kazuma quickly approached Tsuda Masaaki, and stabbed the knife that should have won—
However, at the same time that the opponent was stabbed, he counterattacked Kazuma seemingly out of order—no, either he seemed to be out of order, or he was out of order, whether it was the angle of attack or the speed of attack, in the field of kendo It's all inferior.
But this knife made Kazuma feel a great danger.
He jumped back violently, giving up his plan to stab Tsuda Masaaki into the air, but the Bizen Osafune in Tsuda Masaaki's hand brushed gently across the clothes in front of Kazuma.
There was a crack in the kendo uniform, and the furoshiki used to carry the wooden knife broke directly, and the wooden knife splashed all over the ground.
When he distanced himself from Mara and was about to regain his posture, a bloodstain appeared in the tear in his clothes.
At first it was just a thin line, but then, blood beads the size of soybeans began to ooze out one by one.
Tsuda Masaaki laughed loudly: "I haven't seen it before. This is the real sword match. It doesn't matter how many times you hit me. I only need to hit you once, and you are finished."
Hema felt that his body was secreting adrenaline crazily, and the threat of death that was close at hand made his whole body excited and unbearable.
Tsuda Masaaki still said triumphantly: "I'll kill you. It's very troublesome to dispose of the corpse. I have to find cement tanks and people from the cleaning house to clean up the blood. The Metropolitan Police Department has just introduced a new technology, which is said to be possible. I took photos of the places where the blood was once stuck, although I think the note is bragging, but... what if it is true? If you kneel down and lick my shoes now, I can't... "
Hema kicked on the cabinet next to the stairs, kicked the cabinet down the stairs, and then kicked down all kinds of miscellaneous things in the room one by one.
It seems that it is going to become a tug of war, and it must be right to block the road first.
Tsuda Masaaki laughed: "You don't think you can win, do you?"
He carried the knife on his shoulder, with the back of the knife pressed against his shoulder, with the blade pointing outwards, and then swaggered towards Hema in a posture resembling Monkey King carrying a golden cudgel.
It looked like he thought he had a winning chance.
He Ma calmly picked up a bench with his feet, held it in his left hand, and then turned the last wooden knife left in his right hand upside down.
In this way the wooden knife becomes a warhammer, and the bench becomes a buckler.
Sword and shield mode, the switch is complete!
Tsuda Masaaki laughed: "Do you think that kind of whimsy will be effective? It takes a long time to practice the skillful use of sword and shield. It is not a move that can be learned by watching western knight movies!"
He Ma: "I know."
In addition to playing kendo with horses, he is also a soldier. Small round shield meteor hammer, what a standard soldier configuration.
He roared first with the horse, and then strode forward.
Masaaki Tsuda swung his knife and slashed, only to be blocked by a small buckler—no, a small bench—with a click.
This bench also has a backrest, which is not to mention very useful for holding a knife.
After the frame was opened, the handle of the Kazuki knife hit Tsuda Masaaki's face.
Then He Ma discovered that the wooden knife was not strong.
After all, the sword-shield posture he uses now can no longer exert force like holding a knife with both hands.
The wooden knife is still light.
Kazuma moved forward with a shield and slapped Tsuda Masaaki on the face, and after forcing the enemy back, he decided to change his weapon.
He saw a metal bat on the ground that looked good.
At the same time as Ma picked up the bat, Tsuda Masaaki also assumed the upper-stage knife-wielding stance.
After all, Tsuda Masaaki also has a little kendo level.
Kazuma judged that he planned to use the upper and lower chops to directly chop off the small buckler and Kazuma's arm.
Tsuda Masaaki showed a fierce look and started to move forward!
And at this moment, Kazuma had a trick to control the enemy.
Although the bench is made of wood, it is still very difficult to split it. As long as the force is released at a slightly staggered angle, Tsuda Masaaki's knife can be stuck.
Of course, this is very dangerous. One careless arm will end up with the bench.
The opponent was also furious, and the power of this knife cannot be underestimated.
But Kazuma didn't hesitate now, not even the slightest bit.
He has already put his life and death aside, there is nothing to hesitate.
Charge forward with the horse, hold the bench high.
Tsuda Masaaki let out a strange cry, and slashed up and down!
There was lightning and thunder outside the house, and even the lights in the room flickered sharply, and the light of the knife drew a discontinuous arc in the air!
With a puff, the blade sank into the stool, penetrated directly to the other side, and then stopped.
The little bit of edge dysprosium that leaked out clings to He Ma's skin, and a little red liquid flows down the blade.
Kazuma's metal bat hit Masaaki Tsuda in the head.
He was blinded by the smash, and he let go of the handle of the knife and backed away again and again.
Hema threw the bench with the knife still stuck in it, and chased after him with a club in his hand, ready to smash Masaaki Tsuda's head.
As for Detective Shiratori's reminder that "the police will turn a blind eye if no one is dead", he has long since left it behind.
I don't want my life, so let him go!
It was too late to say that a small door at the back of the office opened suddenly. The door was too small, and Kazuma had been focusing on Tsuda Masaki just now, so he didn't notice the door in the corner, maybe subconsciously. Li mistook this door for the door to the toilet.
A large group of soaked younger brothers and delinquent boys rushed in with various sticks and knives.
The leader with group patterns saw the situation, and immediately shouted: "Protect the leader! Surround this turtle!"
He and the horse were shocked. There were more people coming in than all the people he saw on the first and second floors combined.
Wait, it seems that Shinnosuke just said that he sent someone to rescue the soldiers
In the blink of an eye, the unscrupulous boys got in between Kazuma and Tsuda Masaaki.
Tsuda Masaaki laughed: "Hahaha! Have you seen it? This is how the raccoon wins! You fools who only know how to use force will never defeat me! Little ones!"
The moment Tsuda Masaaki was about to give an order, a bolt of lightning fell outside and thunder exploded.
The next moment, the lighting on the entire third floor of the office was completely destroyed, and darkness fell suddenly.
Tsuda Masaaki yelled: "Don't panic, it's just a power trip! Surround him and don't let him run away in the dark!"
At this time, Tsuda Masaaki suddenly heard a soft sound.
Sounds like pulling metal objects out of wood.
Immediately afterwards, a metallic sound as thin as a mosquito stimulated Masaaki Tsuda's eardrum.
Tsuda Masaaki suddenly remembered what he had said when he was drinking with the chairman of Baifeng Sogo Baifeng before.
When the famous sword meets a suitable swordsman, it will make a pleasant buzzing sound.
"How is it possible!" Tsuda Masaaki whispered.
The lightning outside the window lit up again, and amidst the thunder, the figure standing with the knife was illuminated by the light of the lightning.
The figure was dressed in a kimono, holding a bright long sword, like a swordsman who came out of a period drama.
At that moment, Tsuda Masaaki and the figure's eyes met.
The undisguised murderous intent in those eyes made Tsuda Masaaki sweat profusely.
The light of the lightning dimmed.
The entire third floor was shrouded in darkness again—except for one place!
Bizen Osafune's words are authentic, in the complete darkness, reflecting a glimmer of light from nowhere.
The clear outline is like the white moonlight guiding the way forward.