The moment Kazuma touched the hilt, he felt the monogram pattern decorated on the hilt.
——It’s really a “one word”.
This is the first time I have seen Bizen Osafune with a letter pattern.
The moment he held the knife, he had a wonderful feeling with the horse, especially the whistling sound produced by the thin blade vibration, which made his ears feel very comfortable.
Although there are many enemies now, but listening to this reassuring buzzing sound, Kazuma doesn't feel that he will lose at all.
Why do you feel this way
Hema didn't know, and didn't bother to explore.
He only knows that the knife is in his hand, come one to chop one, come two to chop a pair.
In order to avoid revealing his flaws in a rash attack, he waited for the enemy to move first.
Tsuda Masaaki shouted: "What are you afraid of! There are so many of us! Give it to me!"
At this time, Hema's vision had almost adapted to the darkness, and he saw the new gang of miscellaneous fish looking at each other.
Immediately afterwards, one of them screamed strangely as if he was going all out.
As if infected by this person, there were several unscrupulous teenagers screaming loudly together, and then waving the weapons in their hands randomly and rushing towards Kazuma from several directions.
He Ma moved a little - this was adjusting the distance based on feeling, and then he swung the cassock chop.
Just like those sword lords in the sword and halberd film when they killed the miscellaneous soldiers, the light of He Ma's sword just swept over everyone who rushed over, and they were all inseparable.
Anyone who plays Bingshu knows that the situation where one knife cuts two halves of a person actually requires a master + a famous knife. Human bones are very hard, and if one is not careful, the knife will get stuck in the bone.
Therefore, in sword and halberd movies that pay attention to reality, there are very few scenes where one knife kills two people—there are, but it is usually treated only by big bosses.
The miscellaneous soldiers are all done by gently drawing on the vital arteries.
This is also the style of play of the real swordsmen in history.
With the shallowest wound, it is directly fatal.
What is important is a perfect control of the distance and the precision of the knife.
After sweeping the cassock with the horse, I feel that I have performed well.
In terms of feel, everyone should have been swept, but everyone didn't cut very deep.
The next moment, the light of lightning flashed outside the window, and the lights on the third floor unexpectedly recovered for a few seconds.
In just a few seconds, the delinquents who had been bluffed by He Ma's sweep just now and slowed down suddenly found that the extra wounds on their arms were bleeding.
Then the group of people threw away their weapons and wailed while covering their wounds.
Hema glanced at everyone's wounds, a little surprised, he just aimed at the vitals on his hand, even if one or two missed, the others should all have had their pulse cut.
But in fact, the wounds of this group of people are all in the insignificant position of the forearm.
Missed
He Ma frowned, Quan thought he had little experience in using real knives, and made a fool of himself.
After the lights dimmed, the wailing gang looked like they were dancing with demons.
He took a step forward with the horse—yes, it was a step, everyone quieted down and kept away from him in unison.
The Bizen Osafune in his hand was still reflecting a glimmer of light from nowhere - Kazuma even suspected that the knife itself could emit fluorescence.
But it's not right, when I didn't pull the knife from the bench just now, the knife didn't light up.
And this constant buzzing sound.
He Ma once heard a saying in his life that the buzzing sound of the lightsaber in Star Wars actually comes from the so-called knife sound: when the peerless magic weapon is used by a suitable swordsman, it will have this kind of resonance Same vibrato.
In his previous life, Kazuma must have thought that sword ming was bullshit, but this world is different.
He Ma stepped forward again, and the minions backed away from He Ma like Moses divided the sea.
Tsuda Zhengming shouted at the top of his lungs: "Why are you running? You have a bit of backbone! Don't you have steel pipes in your hands? No matter how powerful his knife is, he can't cut off the steel pipe, right? Give it to me!"
As he spoke, Tsuda Masaaki picked up a four-corner stool and threw it at Kazuma.
The moment Kazuma saw him raising the stool to throw it, he raised his knife and assumed the attacking stance.
The moment the stool was thrown over, he seized the opportunity to activate the upper-stage duo!
After two neat slashes, the seat of the stool was evenly cut into three pieces.
At the same time, the force of the slash changed the flying posture of the stool, causing the broken stool to completely miss Kazuma and fall behind him.
"What the hell are you doing magic?" Masaaki Tsuda became a little hysterical, "Cut the stool? Huh? Cut the stool??"
Without answering, Kazuma walked towards Tsuda Masaaki step by step.
The unscrupulous boys who had been standing between Kazuma and Tsuda Masaaki all retreated to the corner, huddled near the door they had just rushed in.
"Tsuda Masaaki, if you don't die here today, our brothers and sisters will not have a peaceful life. So please die." He Ma said calmly, as if announcing a matter of course.
Tsuda Masaaki suddenly laughed: "Hahaha! Do you think you have won? You actually think that you can easily win against Goku?"
Before he finished speaking, he rushed towards the desk not far from him—
Kazuma realizes that Masaaki Tsuda's trump card to turn things around is at the desk!
He rushed forward, unexpectedly, Tsuda turned sharply and rushed to the chest of drawers in the corner.
He Ma immediately changed direction and chased after him!
"It's too late!" Tsuda Masaaki shouted, and at the same time pulled out an American M1911 pistol from the middle layer of the chest of drawers...
"Die!" Shouted Tsuda Masaaki!
Hema knows that no matter how fast a person is, he can't go as fast as a bullet.
However, a person can move faster than the muzzle of a gun.
Just avoid the muzzle of the gun before the bullet is fired!
For the current Wazuma, this is not difficult, especially when the distance is less than four meters.
Two shots fired in a row, the first bullet shattered the decorative porcelain hanging on the wall, and the second hit the table—
But there is no hit and horse.
Walking in a Z-shape with the horse, avoiding the muzzle aiming of the gun, and slashing the grip of the pistol before Masaaki Tsuda pulled the trigger for the third time.
Tsuda Masaaki screamed like a pig being killed.
The pistol fell to the ground with a clang, Tsuda Masaaki's fingers still stuck to the grip.
"My hand!" Tsuda Masaaki screamed fiercely while clasping his hands.
Kazuma raised the long knife in his hand, ready to cut off the head of Masaaki Tsuda with precision.
"Wait a minute!" Tsuda Masaaki, who was still wailing just now, shouted loudly, "Once you kill someone, you can't go back! Whether it's the University of Tokyo or the Metropolitan Police Department, the future you planned will say goodbye to you forever ! And you will go to the squatting room, the lawyers of Kanto United will definitely send you to the squatting room!"
And the horse's hand stopped in mid-air.
Tsuda Masaaki laughed: "Hahaha, that's right! Unless you want to step into the abyss called Goku, you can't kill me! You can only beat me up, cut off a few of my fingers, and then let go me!"
And the horse clenched the knife in his hand.
At this moment, a scene like Abi Hell suddenly unfolded in front of him. He saw himself dressed in extreme fashion, and a dragon with teeth and claws tattooed on his back. The dragon's eyes looked indifferently at the poor people who fell into the abyss of pain around him.
He saw that Chiyoko first became a wine hostess, and then became a mother-san. He was heartbroken for the extreme man who came out of nowhere, and finally died tragically in the fire.
He saw that Mikako was married to a bastard who didn't know where she came from, and was subjected to domestic violence every day, and she shed tears.
This scene of hell gave Kazuma a million reasons to put down his butcher knife.
But he didn't.
So what
Choosing to kill here means embarking on the path of Shura and bringing pain to the world.
But at least, he and Chiyoko could gain a short period of peace.
Next, if there is another person who threatens this tranquility, he will continue to chop until he is gone forever.
Such a choice is absolutely not good.
Even the Bizen Osafune in Kazuma's hand is authentic, and he no longer makes a sword cry. It should be because it is a kind sword, right? The slashing of the cassock just now avoided the vital points, so it was really the reason for the sword, right
Even so, Kazuma decided to swing his sword—
He knew that he would step into the world of evil and injustice, and he expressed his last nostalgia for goodness in three words:
South
none
three
Long knife raised—
At this moment, the gun went off.
In the middle of Tsuda Masaaki's forehead, there was a bloody bullet hole in an instant.
He Ma slammed on the blade that was about to cut off, and turned his head to look in the direction of the gunshot.
The white bird detective didn't know when he got into the third floor through the iron gate that the delinquent boys rushed to help. He held the Japanese police standard pistol in one hand, and the police manual in the other hand that was used as a shooting bracket. The page with the chrysanthemum pattern.
"Metropolitan Police Department! Police!" White Bird detective shouted.
The next moment, the lighting in the entire room was restored.
"Oh, yes, it was repaired very quickly." Detective Shiratori looked at the fluorescent light, then turned his head and said to Detective Gao Shan behind him, "Mr. Gaoshan, please!"
The Gaoshan criminal police pushed away the stunned delinquent teenagers, came to Hema, took a look at Hema, put on the plastic gloves for evidence, and said: "It's amazing, you can dismantle the group alone, you are the new generation of the 80s. legendary."
After all, he used his gloved hand to pinch the pistol used by Tsuda Masaaki and looked at it.
"The criminal possesses a deadly weapon and has the intention to use it. The Shiratori Police Department is acting as a legitimate self-defense." After Gao Shan criminal police finished speaking, he closed the safety of the pistol and put it in the evidence bag.
Policeman Shiratori breathed a sigh of relief, put away his pistol, and said to the outside of the iron gate: "Come in! Take all these bad boys away! Heal everyone who is injured."
Then a large number of policemen in police uniforms poured into the room.
The white bird detective confirmed that his subordinates had started to work, so he turned his gaze back to Kazuma: "Young man, do you know? We could have taken this guy back and used the time when he can be legally detained to ask for some information we are interested in." Yes. Because of you, he died and our leads were cut off.
"Thank you so much, no one will drag you back from the gate of Abi Hell next time. Since you have decided to take the right path, show me the willpower to go to the end, you bastard!"