"Are you dizzy again?" I stared at Ma Yuzhi with wide-eyed eyes, then looked at Yoshio Bukawa, I just felt cold all over.
"Her strength is so vulnerable, I think you are not much better than her!" Bukawa Yoshio held a long knife, smiled at me and said, "Tell me, Who are you? Who asked you to follow me. Tell me, who is the enemy of us?"
"I'll tell you the answer, can you kill me?"
"I didn't want to kill you before, but you have a way to go in heaven. Now you have completely angered me, so you must die today. But if you say it, I can give you a good time."
"Everything is dead, then I'd better shut up, so that more or less will make you unhappy."
"Death!" Bukawa Yoshio snarled, and then his feet fell on the ground. He suddenly took a strange step and rushed towards me.
I just stepped back three or four steps, and before I found a flame to use, I saw Yoshio Bukawa rushing in front of me. With a light swipe of the war knife in his hand, a slender blade fell on my right arm.
The right arm hurt, blood flew out, and before I let out a scream, I saw a flower in front of me, and Bukawa Yoshio quickly walked around behind me.
I just felt one of his hands on my shoulder, and felt a chill in my neck following me. I lowered my head just to see the long knife in Begawa's hand on my neck.
With the gentle force of Bugawa Yoshio's hand, a long thin wound appeared on my neck.
"Tell me, who asked you to follow me? What is your intention to follow me? In addition, apart from the two of you, does anyone know that I came to Rutang Temple."
At this time, my heart was extremely nervous, and I even smelled the smell of death. However, my personality is also quite strong. At this time, I was still in the mood to make fun of what Bukawa said.
"Rutang Temple is now our people inside and out. If you kill the two of us, you won't be able to live long either."
Hearing my words, Bugawa Yoshio's right hand holding the sword shook involuntarily, the blade
A new wound was cut on my neck.
"Then tell me again, who leaked the news of my visit to Rutang Temple."
"Mr. Ouyang."
"Mr. Ouyang?" Yoshio Bukawa paused for a moment and then said, "This is impossible."
"You are a real idiot, and you think of Mr. Ouyang so simply. The reason why Mr. Ouyang will cooperate with you in a sweeping way is nothing more than interests. When there are greater interests in front of Mr. Ouyang, do you think He will keep secrets for you all the time, and will not betray you?"
Seeing Bugawa Yoshio not speaking, I paused for a moment and then continued: "In addition, Mr. Ouyang said one more thing."
"Hurry up and tell me, what else did Mr. Ouyang say?"
"Mr. Ouyang also said that you used despicable means to kill Chen Chusheng. Now the disciples of the Knife Sect have already let out the news that they are going to Japan to kill you all."
"There are a lot of nonsense, Chen Chusheng was clearly killed by Mr. Ouyang, and it has nothing to do with me. Besides, Chen Chusheng's strength is so strong, how could I kill him."
"Mr. Ouyang said, you took advantage of Chen Chusheng's unpreparedness, and you first gave Chen Chusheng a drug. When Chen Chusheng's medicinal properties occurred and Chen Chusheng's strength was greatly reduced. You then gave Chen Chusheng a hand."
Bugawa Yoshio did not expect that I would be outside the alley that night, so when he heard what I said at this time, he chose to believe me. He learned that Mr. Ouyang had "selled" himself and Kichiko, and Bugawa Yoshio’s breath changed. Even the whole body began to shake slightly.
"So I advise you to let us go, leave here as soon as possible, taking advantage of the early days, leaving quietly may save your life."
"If you want to leave, you have to take what I want, and if you want to leave, you have to kill you first."
Yoshio Bugawa paused for a moment, and then said coldly: "I said before, as long as you honestly cooperate with me, I will give you a happy one. Now, it's time for me to fulfill my promise. You can do it after you become a ghost. Remember, keep your eyes brighter back, and do whatever you can."
The words of Bugawa Yoshio fell, and a trace of despair surged in my heart, and I gently turned my head.
, Looked at Ma Yuzhi. There was a trace of sadness in my heart, maybe when we meet again, we will all become ghosts.
"Goodbye!" Begawa Yoshio sneered again, just as he was holding a long knife and was about to cut my neck. Suddenly, a loud noise broke the silence of the night.
Immediately after, I felt a lot of moist sex splashing on my neck, and then the long knife lying across my neck fell on the ground, and Begawa Yoshio also fell softly behind me.
"Brother Tang and Song, are you okay?"
A familiar voice reached my ears. I turned my head and saw Min Chaohui running in from outside with two police officers holding guns.
"As soon as I was about to come in, I saw this man holding a gun across your neck. I took advantage of the fact that the other party didn't find me, but fortunately I shot it decisively." Min Chaohui said here and looked at the part that fell on the ground. Yoshio Chuan then asked, "By the way, who is the Tang and Song brothers? Why did he appear in Rutang Temple and put the knife on your neck?"
"This person is a Japanese." After seeing Yoshio Bukawa hit his eyebrows, he was already dead. I breathed a sigh of relief and then said: "He came to Rutang Temple and wanted to steal the Buddha statues in Rutang Temple. After the incident was revealed, he wanted to kill people. By the way, you should go to the hall inside and take a look at the Confucianism. How was the abbot of Tangsi? When Ma Yuzhi and I arrived, the abbot had fainted to the ground."
Hearing what I said, Min Chaohui nodded. At this moment, Ma Yuzhi clutched his head and sat up from the ground.
"Why are you all here, where is Bugawa Yoshio now?"
"It's really time for you to wake up, just as Mr. Bukawa was shot and killed by Captain Min." I glanced at Ma Yuzhi, bent over to support her, followed Min Chaohui's trio, and walked into the hall.
The abbot of Rutang Temple was the same as Ma Yuzhi, but fainted. When he woke up quietly, he glanced at us and said, “The poor monk had great abilities, but it’s a pity that he hasn’t done it for more than 30 years. , Head Yimeng even forgot the moves. If I hadn't forgotten the martial arts moves, the Japanese lying outside would definitely not be my opponent."
(End of this chapter)