I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 72: Pied Piper
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Yes, is it Taekwondo?
No, Hema suddenly remembered that Taekwondo seemed to be called Tang Shou at the beginning. In addition, karate also seems to have a nickname called Tang Shou, so Taekwondo and karate are quite similar in some places.
In addition, Taekwondo seems to be the name of Pengci Bruce Lee. Foreigners can't distinguish 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 help business in Taekwondo.
It is estimated that the north has always been called Tang Shou.
It doesn't matter what they're called, his level is here, and Kazuma must deal with it seriously.
And Ma decided to give it a try first, maybe the boat capsized in the gutter on the opposite side?
He sprints forward without saying a word.
However, the opposite side made a dexterous dodge, and then used Taekwondo's iconic high-leg kick.
However, the opponent also judged wrong and the speed of the horse's stab. This slash was too early.
After all, at that moment, the other party probably only had time to come to a judgment like "Fuck it, it's so fast."
He Ma was going to roll over and run away immediately after rushing. When he saw the response from the opposite side, he remembered that Taekwondo seemed to use a lot of legs - it was clearly called Tang Shou, and he didn't play cards according to the routine.
In the current situation, the attacking range of the opposite leggong is much larger than that of holding this half of the steel pipe.
This steel pipe is the same length as Wakizashi, and Ma Xiu doesn't use Wakizashi's short sword technique exclusively.
Although Beichen Yidaoliu also uses Wakizai's technology, Kazuma has not yet mastered it.
So he rushed forward decisively and fought.
To mix together is to fight the basic strength. I still have a steel pipe that can knock people, and the opposite foot can't be strong in the fight.
However, the opposite side was not at all cowardly, so he turned around to capture Hema, and said, "Do you think I'm not as good at hand-to-hand combat as the few people you killed? I've practiced Brazilian judo!"
You lie! You don't have a rank entry!
Kazuma didn't believe it at all, and continued to use joint skills to lock the opponent, and at the same time tried his best to prevent the opponent from blocking his life gate.
At this time, he suddenly remembered the moves the girl used when she was fighting with the girl who claimed to be Beichuan Shaoli.
He was about to do the same, but the opposite side suddenly exerted force and rushed towards the glass window of the nearest booth.
The man on the opposite side was like a bear when he slammed into it, and he couldn't hold it with the horse at all.
So the horse and the horse could only lean their heads against each other and use the other's body to protect their faces - in fact, mainly to protect their eyes.
The next moment gets up close and personal with the horse's head and glass.
This is not a prop glass made of sugar, it's the real thing. When I bumped into it, Kazuma was completely stunned, feeling that my IQ was knocked out in half out of thin air.
The key point is that this window is not only with glass on one side. The two of them collided directly from the other side, not only smashing the glass of the other side, but also flying the glass shelf placed horizontally in the window.
The two fell to the ground full of glass slag, and the glass shelf that had just been knocked over was shattered not far above their heads.
The broken glass that hit Hema's head might be the size of a palm.
Fortunately, Hema had already changed into long-sleeved winter clothes at this time, and it still had a little protection against the glass. It was still a thin short-sleeved summer dress.
The opposite side shouldn't feel bad either.
As soon as He Ma opened his eyes, he saw a piece of glass in the face of the eldest man.
He Ma was still in a state of confusion. Seeing the situation, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the glass. As a result, he had a big hole in his hand and blood flowed.
"West!" Li Zhenghe cursed in pain.
"Oh, sorry." Kazuma put the broken glass back in again.
Li Zhenghe screamed.
But at this moment, the two people who were stunned by the collision finally realized one thing: the fighting state just now was lifted, and there was room for waving their arms.
Li Zhenghe punched Hema in the stomach. With this punch, Hema thought his internal organs were about to be squeezed out from both ends of his body.
The excruciating pain made Kazuma fight back - the steel pipe in his hand was thrown somewhere, but that's alright, there's just broken glass in his hand.
Kawama completed another "hot swap", and was about to come for the third time when the enemy grabbed Kazuma's wrist.
The two tried to **** the milk, trying to insert the broken glass into the opposite eye socket.
Then, at the same time, they thought it was a good time to give each other a headbutt.
So the two of them are like a scene, headbutting each other at the same time, forehead touching forehead.
He Ma grimaced in pain, seeing that the other party seemed to be in more pain than himself, so they headed past without saying a word.
I don't know that the other side thinks the same way.
"Fuck you!"
"West!"
Roaring from the opposite side: "Isn't it losing the face of a martial artist?"
"I can manage so much, I can win!"
"Think beautifully!"
The two start wrestling again.
Sure enough, He Ma's judgment is correct. He is young and has been exercising all the time, so his muscle strength is not worse than the opposite - no, it should be slightly dominant.
It's ugly now, but I've found a chance to win.
If you don't do this, you will definitely be very passive in a serious fight with Li Zhenghe.
The other side probably realized that Pure Fighting Power is not the opponent of a newborn calf, and continued to talk: "After you beat me, how do you want to deal with the remaining people? You have no chance of winning, Kiryu-san! If I kill you, you can't change the result of your own death.
"It's even worse, because if I didn't stop it, your girl would definitely go through something terrible!"
"I'll find a way to do something like this. I'll kill you first." Kazuma responded, pushing the glass into the opponent's body against the strength of the opponent's arm. Hit the key, but slowly sank into the opposite shoulder.
"West!" the opposite shouted, "Xing Jishang! Shoot!"
The gun went off.
Go faster with the horse.
He doesn't understand Korean, but he just suddenly felt bad and felt a chill in his heart, so he hurriedly left.
The bullet passed through the window, which had been completely blocked, and hit the furnishings in the stage.
And the horse rolled all the way into the blind spot of the booth and hid.
Enemies outside began pouring ammunition at the booth.
**
"Stop! Stop!" Li Zhenghe shouted several times before everyone stopped shooting, "Damn, I'm still in the booth! Don't shoot, I'm going to stand up."
Li Zhenghe stood up slowly, for fear that his subordinates would slip.
He stepped through the broken glass in the area 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 shouted and stopped his subordinates, "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, "I have to clean him up?"
Li Zhenghe grabbed Xing Jishang's gun, pulled out more than half of the magazine, and then stretched out his hand.
Xing Jishang immediately threw a new magazine at him.
Li Zhenghe loaded the magazine and strode towards the ordinary people curled up in the corner with the gun in his hand. He shot to the sky before he walked to attract everyone's attention.
"Horace!" he shouted, "Aren't you 'in order to protect the pure maidens who are about to ignite the flame of eternity'?"
Before he finished speaking, he pulled a girl out of the crowd: "Look, how is this girl? Is she pure?"
Speaking, Li Zhenghe pulled the girl to an open area, pulled a little distance, and then stabbed the girl in the chest with a gun.
"I count three, three, two, one!
"It seems that Horaceussan thinks this girl is impure."
Li Zhenghe pulled the trigger, the girl looked at him blankly, as if she couldn't understand what was going on, then she fell backwards, lying on her back, her pupils gradually dilated looking at the ceiling.
"I'll find a purer girl."
Li Zhenghe said and walked towards the crowd who were curled up in the corner.
**
It was like a knife twist with Ma Xin. 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 of each other too badly."
So Kazuma hesitated, but as a result, the other party didn't give Kazuma any time to react, and he shot so fast, just like that, a girl's life was lost.
He Ma couldn't help but shouted: "Li Zhenghe! Didn't you just have to prove that you are not bad people before you played against me?"
**
"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.
"Your threat, even a little bit, I won't do it.
"Come on, let me see the next girl, pure and impure.
"Thank goodness, there are quite a lot of girls coming to this event. I think I can always find a girl who is pure enough to draw Lord Horaceus out of the shadows."
After that, he pulled up another girl.
The girl was wearing Lupin III's Rifune Fujiko's clothes and cried the moment she was pulled up.
"Hey, you, tell the hero, how many boyfriends have you had?"
"I...haven't, no!" the girl shouted hysterically, "No, I'm pure!"
"She said so. But in my personal judgment, you are wearing such revealing clothes, and you are shamelessly dazzling in public. It really is a lie."
"I don't! I'm really pure!"
Li Zhenghe raised his eyebrows: "Really? Then I'll try to see if you can ignite the eternal fire. It's like the poem read by the hero."
Li Zhenghe 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 cork and the cloth for starting the fire, and a pungent smell of gasoline penetrated his nose immediately.
Li Zhenghe took the tall bottle and was about to pour gasoline on the girl when he heard a report from the walkie-talkie.
"Head, the full fire door lock is complete, this convention center is ours."
"Understood." Li Zhenghe responded, then frowned and glanced at the girl who was already scared to pee in front of him.
He stunned, with a morning expression on his face, he covered the Molotov cocktail again, and threw it back to Xing Jishang.
"What's wrong?" Xing Jishang asked suspiciously.
"This kind of thing, just like doing *, has to be interesting, I finally finished the foreplay, give me such a show, I'm wilted."
Xing Jishang stared at Li Zhenghe with complicated eyes.
Then he decided not to care about this, and turned the subject to the girl who had peeed her pants: "What about this?"
"You can deal with it. Also, go up and grab the **** the ceiling, who is not as dangerous as the one hiding below."
Xing Jishang nodded: "Okay."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the girl and made a "go away" mouth shape.
The girl immediately fucked.
**
And Ma breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as he left, he was about to go out. As long as the call came back one second later, he would go out and trade his life for the girl's life.
What kind of piper is this, he's a lunatic.
But thinking about it carefully, the characteristics of this guy seem to be quite in line with the characteristics of the piper in the fairy tale.
European fairy tales, many are very thoughtful.
He Ma patted his face lightly. Now is not the time to relax. They are going to arrest Nanjo.
I don't know how many bullets Nanjo has left, but there should be some spare magazines in the shopping bag she took.
But before thinking about Nanjo, Kazuma has to leave the booth.
Several exits of the booth should be dead by now, and this time the enemy will definitely not ignore the warning overhead.
In addition, as Li Zhenghe told him just now, the enemy should not rashly approach the distance where he could be threatened by close combat with the horse.
What to do?
At this time, Kazuma suddenly saw the floor not far away, being pushed away from below.
A middle-aged uncle dressed as a maintenance worker stuck his head out and made a "come here" gesture to Kazuma.
When he gestures, he and Ma can see his hands shaking from such a distance.
It was this trembling detail that made Jean and Ma decide to trust him.
**
Akito Anno looked at the other people: "We have to do something. Didn't we feel regretful that we didn't catch up with the school movement before? Now is the chance to make up for our regrets."
"Well, no matter what you can do first, let's collect something that can be used as a weapon." Okada Koji pulled out a fire extinguisher from under the table, "This is dry ice, spraying it directly on a person can make him temporarily Can't aim and shoot."
"That's not enough, why don't you order some incendiary bombs. There just happened to be some smuggled wine." Sadamoto Yuzhi suggested.
"Beer can also fire bombs?" Anno Akito looked suspicious.
Sadamoto Yuuki silently took out vodka from her bag.
Minors in Japan are prohibited from drinking alcohol, and the enforcement is fairly strict. Most Japanese minors have never drunk alcohol, except for delinquent teenagers, so many people will drink in revenge after they reach the age.
A lot of young people in Japan after the age of 20 like to drink, and both men and women like to drink, and even some idol girls who advertise their purity will drink after work.
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's reasonable to bring a bottle of vodka into the venue and drink it secretly.
"Very well, let's get some incendiary bombs, be careful not to make too much noise."
Now a few of them are nestled behind the booth of their own society, and the booth of their society is hidden in the middle of a large number of exhibiting civil society booths in Zone C.
Although there are not walls and cabinets blocking the booths like the booths of large enterprises, it is better than there are many self-made publicity boards and billboards, and the blocking of the line of sight is more serious than that of the enterprise 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.
"Herethius on the bridge is an unheard-of hero." Akito Anno said suddenly.
"How did you go to university?" Okada Koji asked suspiciously.
"The 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 or something, it's cool."
"Stop talking, you two," Sadamoto Yuzhi interrupted, "It's making incendiary bombs! We need to get a few more bottles. This bottle is only one incendiary bomb, it's too wasteful."
"I have a glass bottle of Coke here." The two college students hiding behind the booth next door climbed over, "It should work, right?"
"I don't know, we are all from Art University, don't we have any chemistry department?"
At this time, a person from another stall sneaked through the table used to separate the two stalls: "I have a fake gun here. It looks like the real thing. Maybe it can scare the enemy."
"Anything is better than nothing. By the way, the whole slingshot can be used. When I was a child, I used a slingshot to shoot birds. As long as I replaced the stones with steel balls, I could hit people with great power."
In this way, a group of college students began to accumulate equipment, as if possessed by their seniors.
**
Honami Nanjo occupies an excellent position, holding a Woods submachine gun, no matter who comes to catch her, she is sure to send the first person to see Hades.
Her heart beat horribly at the thought that she might soon be taking the life of someone 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 to her nervousness, she is not afraid at all.
Because she knows that her hero, her light, is facing off against the enemy.
Nantou has never heard of that English poem. She also reads some English poems, but they are either related to love or lyric by the Lakeside School.
Thinking of poetry like that, Honami Nanjo is listening to it for the first time today.
Before this, Nanjo's cognition of the Roman Republic was the test point in the book, and it 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 clenched her gun tightly, until the hand she held the gun was still full of sweat, and when changing the clip, she messed up once because of too much sweat in her hand, and almost dropped the gun underneath.
But now her palms are no longer sweaty, and she holds the gun firmly and well.
She recited in her heart the verse she had just recited with Ma: "To protect my mother who loved me back then, and to protect my wife who is now raising children.
"To protect the pure girls who will ignite the eternal fire!
"Protect all from the shameless villain Sextus,
"How glorious is such a death!"
Nanjo heard the sound of someone climbing the ladder, so she raised her gun slightly.
"Your Excellency the consul, please order the bridge to be demolished. There are 1,000 enemy troops on the bridge, let's fight with three people!
"Come, which two warriors, come with me..."
Nanjo whispered here, the door on the pillar behind her suddenly opened, and she reached out and patted her on the shoulder.
Nanjo turned sharply, pulling the trigger with the muzzle facing the other side.
"Shh!" He Ma reached out and pushed her gun away while covering her mouth, "It's me! Don't be nervous!"
Nanjo widened his eyes and looked at Kazuma.
And Ma removed the hand from her mouth.
“How about you?”
"Inside this pillar is a wire well." Hema pointed to the back, "A staff member of the stadium told me that I could climb up from the wire well and gave me the key to open the maintenance door."
"...Staff?" Nanjo's face was full of disbelief.
"Yeah. A very powerful person said that the foundation 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 when the enemy leaves the stronghold, it becomes Blind and deaf."
Nanjo: "Uh... ah, is that so?"
"Yes." Kazuma drilled out of the wire well and said to Nanjo, "On the way I came up, I put a note on the bump where I landed, and you should be able to go down very smoothly, hurry up."
Nanjo nodded, stuffed the Woods submachine gun into Kazuma, and got into the maintenance door by himself.
At this time, Kazuma heard the sound of someone carefully climbing the ladder above and below the platform where Nanjo was staying.
And the horse took out two chocolate fun eggs from their pockets - the kind of chocolate candy shells on the outside and hollow inside, which would be decorated with small toys.
He threw two eggs in tandem.
There is a sound of lying down immediately below.
And the horse got into the maintenance door, closed the door, and locked it as it was.
**
Uncle Sakai heaved a long sigh of relief as he watched Kazuma and Nanjo get into their maintenance worker's workshop.
"As long as you are all right, come with me, I know a way out."
And Ma: "No, I can't go."
"Why? Oh, for saving people, just let the police come! 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, it's not ashamed to retreat at this time. Leave this to the police."
He Ma shook his head: "No, I can't go. Just like Uncle Sakai, you 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, Hema has a star entry, and he really has the ability to drive everyone at this time.
Since there is one Uncle Sakai, there may be more.
Uncle Sakai sighed: "Okay, a new born calf is not afraid of tigers. A few years ago, the students were clamoring to drive the US military out. That was the US military, and it broke the backbone of our generation. U.S. military.
"That's all. You can use the tools in this room as you like, and I'm going to run away. I have young people and old people. I can't die here. If I die here, the insurance company will not pay. Regarding the venue, you still have What do you want to know? Just ask."
He Ma shook his head and pointed to the blueprint on the wall: "Let's look at the blueprint ourselves. Can you help me with a message for the officers when you go out?"
"Yes." Uncle Sakai nodded, "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 note or something?"
"I didn't intend to die here. I'll take everyone out alive." Kazuma said with a confident smile at the uncle.
**
As soon as Yoshio Kinma arrived at the scene, he received the latest tip.
"A maintenance worker came out of the closed stadium through the maintenance channel and brought us the latest situation inside."
Kinma Xingxiong was overjoyed: "Really? That's great, can he accept my direct questioning?"
"Okay. He's uninjured, and his spirits are very stable, except for a little hyperactivity."
"Take me over there!" Kinma Xingxiong waved his hand.
"This way."
Soon, he meets Sakai, the maintenance man sitting in an ambulance parked next to the temporary operations headquarters.
"Mr. Sakai, I am the chief police officer in charge of the scene, and I want to know the first-hand situation inside. I know you have said it once, but the direct first-hand information will help me judge... "
"Okay, okay." Uncle Sakai interrupted Yukio Kinma, "I can say it as many times as I want, that's all I can do, it's better to say, if I don't say it a few times, I'll feel guilty. , because I left the brave children inside."
"Brave children?" Konma asked suspiciously, "Is it a spontaneous struggle?"
"Yeah, I have a child, but he's amazing. He seems to be a kendo teacher. He's so young. He's like a Hollywood superhero, the one with the whip."
Near Ma Xingxiong doesn't watch movies very much. After all, the police are often so busy that they have to go to social activities and maintain a network when they are not busy.
In the past ten years, Yoshio Kinma has gone to see "The Story of Tora Jiro" with the whole family every year.
So he didn't react when he heard the Hollywood character with the whip.
Uncle Sakai didn't see the effect, so he put it another way: "It's like those who take fluorescent tubes, what are they called samurai. Superheroes."
At this time, the confidential secretary Yamasa Xiuyang said: "This refers to Indiana Jones and the Jedi warriors, from Indiana Jones and Star Wars."
"Oh." Kinma Yukio tried to summarize it in his own words, "That is to say, there is a very good student who may have learned kendo and caused some trouble for the bandits?"
"No no no, he killed a lot of gangsters, and then fought with the boss of the gangster, and he won. The gangster originally promised a fair duel, but he started to cheat. In the end, he threatened with a hostage. That child, oh my pity for the girl who was beaten to death."
Kinma Xingxiong frowned: "Wait a minute, are there any hostage casualties?"
"Yes, these gangsters are very cruel! In order to arrest the student brother in the dark, they first arrested a father and son, killed the father and threatened him with the child, and then killed a girl to threaten him. him."
Near Ma Xingxiong turned around and glanced at his subordinates. He had been in the police for decades, and he had never seen this scene.
"What about now? Has he been caught?" The confidential secretary, Yamasa Xiuyang, asked eagerly, with an expression on his face that was like an audience who was anxious to know the following story while listening to Jing Liuli.
"I'm about to be caught." Uncle Sakai showed a proud smile, "But I gave him a hand. I wanted to take him out, but he refused. He wants to continue to work with those gangsters. /
"The future is terrible."
Kinma Xingxiong turned around 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 speaking, he turned around and continued to ask Uncle Sakai: "Are you sure the gangsters don't know the way you escaped?"
"Definitely don't know. These gangsters are looking for information, I guess they are public blueprints from the Municipal Archives, but when this thing was built, the details were changed many times, and the blueprints did not go to the Archives to update the blueprint. Urging to update the blueprints. There are a lot of maintenance channels, wire wells, etc., not on the blueprints of the Municipal Archives."
Kinma Xingxiong nodded and asked again: "Then, can the heavily armed police go in through the place where you came out?"
"Can't you read it yourself?" Uncle Sakai asked rhetorically.
"What?" Kinma Yukio looked puzzled.
Uncle Sakai stood up and patted his beer belly: "My belly is out, and your policeman will be stuck? How much equipment do you need to bring?"
Kinma Yukio glanced at Uncle Sakai's beer belly, then turned around and asked, "Has the mobile team arrived?"
"They got off the highway, it's fast." Someone replied.
"Uncle, the mobile team will arrive later. You can give us a rough guide on 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 to get the revised blueprints, otherwise I can't point out where."
"I'm going to find a construction company." Shan Zuo Xiuyang left such a sentence, turned and ran away.
Kinma Yukio continued to ask: "Can you... provide any other information? I mean the enemy's configuration, number, and level of armament."
"The enemy has guns. I don't know the model. The firepower is much stronger than the 100-style guns I used in the war. I often see the US military in movies."
"U.S. military?" Kinma Yukio was a little surprised.
His subordinates took out the weapon illustration, pointed to the M14 above and asked, "Is this one?"
"No no, this." Uncle Sakai pointed at M16, "There is also a very short one, smaller than M3."
"This?" The subordinate turned the weapon illustration to the UZI page.
"That's right, that's it."
The young subordinate turned to look at Ma Xingxiong: "This firepower is too fierce, and I always feel that it has something to do with what happened in Tokyo before."
Kinma Xingxiong nodded solemnly, and suddenly an idea crossed his mind: "No way? Uncle, what is the name of the hero boy you said?"
"Oh, when he fought against the enemy's leader, he had a self-registration number, called Kiryu and Ma. I don't know how to write Chinese characters, but the pronunciation is Kiryu and Ma."
One Japanese pronunciation can write many different kanji combinations.
Especially in names, and don't have too many names with homophones and different characters. For example, the pronunciation of "和马" and "一马" are basically the same.
Kinma Yukio recites the pronunciation spoken by Uncle Sakai.
"Could it be... that Kiryu?" someone in the subordinate muttered.
Kinma Yukio's expression was not at all suspicious.
He knew it was Kiryu and the horse.
At the time of Kuixingqi, Kiryu and Ma were attacked with props made by espionage technology, and the person who made the props was Shi Enzhou.
After the Kyoto prefectural police followed the information, there was an explosion in Kyoto.
And now, Shi Enzhou is in Osaka. Although there is no evidence, Kinma Yukio suspects that Shi Enzhou is involved in this incident.
Now, Kiryu and Ma are involved in a massive hostage-taking incident by Shi Enzhou's accomplices.
It all feels like... a bit of a coincidence.
However, for a kid under 18, the kind who never left Japan, to call him a secret agent would be a lot of nonsense.
It can only be said that some people are destined to be involved in various things and are the darlings of fate.
Kinma Xingxiong actually knows several such people.
**
Gui Ting Xuanxin looked at his watch: "Now when we arrive, it's almost time for Osaka to start traffic control, and there shouldn't be a tragedy of traffic jams on the expressway.
"Let's go and reinforce the Osaka Prefectural Police!"
**
The taxi hit by Kenichi Ma and Rei Komori was stopped a block away and could not move forward.
So Kinichi Kinichi pulled Komori Yamaling out of the car.
"We're just going to deliver food!" Komori Shanling emphasized, "Don't go to investigate! And don't go to fight gangsters bravely, it will cause trouble for father and uncle!"
"Yes, yes, I know, I know." Kinichi Kinma prevaricates.
Komori Yamaling snorted.
"This is an incident of massive use of firearms, and you dare not do anything."
"This may not be possible." As soon as Ma Jian finished speaking, he was stunned by Komori Shanling.
"What did you say?"
"I said the incident with the gun wouldn't be the swordsman's turn, um, that's right."
Komori Yamaling snorted.
The two brushed their faces and passed two police cordon lines in a row.
"Dad!" As soon as Kinma Ken saw Koshio Kinma who had just gotten out of the ambulance from a distance, he shouted loudly, pulling Komori Shanling to run as he shouted.
"Why are you here?" Kinma Yukio looked serious, "Go back, this is not a place to play!"
"Mom asked me to deliver meals, and she baked cookies to condolence to everyone."
Kinma Yoshio's face softened a little. He took the lunch basket handed by Komori Shanling with one hand, handed it over to the subordinate behind him, and then said, "You guys hurry up now, this time is really dangerous. "
"I heard that the enemy is equipped with a large number of firearms?" Kinichi Kinma did not give up and tried his best to turn the topic to the case.
"Yes, but this has nothing to do with you, let's go!" Suddenly, Konma Yukio thought of something, looked at his son and asked, "The Kiryu Kazuma who won the battle and took away the Kuixing flag, you recently have contact?"
"No. Don't worry, Dad, the friendship between men is not so easy to fade. Even if we haven't contacted for many years, we are still good buddies."
"So... do you know that he came to Osaka for a school trip?"
"Ah? I don't know. Wait, school trip..." Near Ma Jian glanced at the convention and exhibition center, "SF Conference... Don't tell me, he happened to be free today, went to the SF Conference, and met Is this happening?"
Kinma Yukio didn't answer, but his attitude was actually no different from answering.
"No! Cool! No, I mean, it sucks!"
Shanling Komori pinched Jinma Kenichi's shoulder tightly: "You can't run around anymore! I won't let the last time you run out of the hospital happen again! Absolutely not! Until this incident is over Before, you can only stay in my sight, understand?"
"Understood, you light it! If you pinch so hard, you will leave scars!"
"Where did the scar come from without breaking the skin? Don't say anything, go back!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed as a maintenance worker stuck his head out of the ambulance and said to Yoshio Kinma: "By the way, I forgot to mention that Kiryu and Ma Xiaoge, I have a message for you. He said that he did not have a knife, and I hope you will find an opportunity to send a knife in."
Kinma Yukio asked suspiciously: "Send a knife in? What is this for? Is he going to use a knife to kill so many enemies with guns? In the face of automatic weapons, even if the Juggernaut comes, it will be completely useless. No way?"
"I don't know, anyway, he said so, I brought it with me as is."
"Okay, thank you." Konma thanked the maintenance worker.
At this time, Komori Shanling was looking at Kenichi Jinma's profile.
With her wealth of experience, she felt that Kenichi definitely didn't plan to stay well tonight.
My God, why are boys in such a hurry to die? Wouldn't it be nice to stay away from those death traps?
Komori Yamaling sighed.
Compared to letting Kinma Jianyi go out alone and worry about tea and rice at home, Komori Shanling prefers to go out with him.
In this way, at least, the possibility of being left alone in this world to read the rest of your life is greatly reduced.
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At the same time, not far from Ma Yuxiong, Sakuma and Aramaki, who seemed to have used the technique of erasing their presence, also heard the words of the maintenance worker.
"How does it feel like a code word?" Araki whispered, "It doesn't make sense, such a young spy doesn't even have enough training time."
"Perhaps he's just young, but he's actually an uncle in his twenties and early thirties?" Sakuma guessed, "Then the original Kiryu and Ma... But, what is this picture? What is the meaning of the teacher's generation?"
"Yeah. What's the point?"
Aramaki repeated Sakuma's words rarely.
The existence of a spy is like the incarnation of rationality. A spy's actions must be logical and rational.
Spy and counter-espionage, in fact, it is to see who can play more deeply when both sides are logical.
It's pointless to painstakingly impersonate a young master of a failing dojo.
Aramaki thought for a few seconds and said, "Maybe he really just wants to cut people down with ease?"
"Is this... possible?" Sakuma asked rhetorically.
"Yes, the possibility is at least greater than the secret code. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and they feel that if they get a knife, they can hack all these troublemakers to death alone. There is also a possibility of this."
Sakuma nodded: "Well, yes. But does he have a bit of a relationship with these Koreans?"
"Perhaps, he's just more likely to encounter big events. This kind of person is the protagonist of the times~IndoMTL.com~ Yes, we gongans, just watch the protagonists' performances in the dark. ."
As soon as Sakuma finished speaking, he heard Dvorak's "From the New World" coming from the sky.
Sakuma raised his head and exclaimed, "Osaka will still broadcast this officially, Tokyo can only hear it in the old city that has not been renovated.
"I miss it a little bit. When I was a child in the countryside, adults always scare us children, saying that after the village office broadcasts Dvorak, it is the so-called time to meet the devil.
"The adults said that there will be monsters coming to the ghosts and eating the children who haven't come home at this time."
"What a coincidence, we have a similar statement over there." Aramaki shrugged,
While the two were chatting, Dvorak's melody floated over the convention center, bid farewell to the sunset, and announced the arrival of the time of the devil.
At night, it is a stage for ghosts and ghosts.