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What is a dead soldier?

They are willing to go through fire and water for the benefit of their family and sacrifice everything, including their life.

This is the dead man!
It has never just represented the lowly and inferior people.

In Japanese culture, women are vassals, reproductive tools for continuing national heritage, and tools mean they can be sacrificed at any time.

and so.

Fujiwara Reiki might be telling the truth.

She is indeed a "death warrior" of the Fujiwara family, but she is a "death warrior" with the most precious status. When necessary, she also needs to sacrifice herself for the family.

But fate is unpredictable.

Through her own efforts, she successfully broke free from her predetermined fate, jumped out of the identity of a chess piece, and became the one playing the chess.

This was the reason why she was able to remain so calm.

In the face of life and death, staying calm cannot be a unilateral effect of the mind, it must also be based on confidence.

Jiang Chen realized it later.

No wonder the other party was so agile when climbing the wall just now.

It’s easy to overlook when you’re not paying attention, but now when you think back on it, there are clearly “flaws” everywhere.

"Boasting at this time can get you killed."

He already believed it in his heart, but he didn't relax his words. Jiang Chen raised his doubts cautiously, and at the same time, silently observed the number of enemies.

but.

Densely packed.

It’s hard to count them all at once.

"Then let's compete with Jiang Sang."

"Compared to what?"

"Who can cut more people?"

As she spoke, Fujiwara Reiki gestured with the weapon in her hand. With a flip of her wrist, the terrifying blade glowed with cold light, flexible and casual.

hiss--

It tastes like that.

Jiang Chen didn't question it anymore.

If this enchantress is really a hidden master, it will definitely be beneficial rather than harmful.

The burden has transformed into a powerful fighter, and the possibility of breaking through has greatly increased. This is the fascinating moment of probability theory.

"The women stay."

Reality is not a movie. Seeing the two of them still flirting, I don’t know if Jiang Chen and the other male and female protagonists felt it was corny, but the audience couldn’t stand it anymore.

A foreigner waved his hand indifferently, like a wolf.

They are here to kill people, not to be wingmen.

The foreigners who had been ready for a long time began to charge forward like wolves and tigers, one after another.

There was no shouting or killing.

The hot scene created a deathly silence.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Darts!

Darts again!

One after another, ice-cold hidden weapons flew from behind, tearing through the night sky, as if automatically guided, passing by Jiang Chen and Fujiwara Reiki, carrying with them fierce potential energy, just like special effects in a movie!

No one was thrown off their feet.

Jiang Chen's men are all elite soldiers and his opponents are no ordinary ones either.

Hey!
Witnessing the following scene, even the knowledgeable Jiang Chen couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

These foreigners did not use violence, but used their brains instead!
That's right.

brain!

Some of them quickly took out an unknown device similar to a Frisbee from their pockets, and then pressed the button, and the Frisbee burst into bright light.

"Clap clap clap..."

The air seemed to be pulled and twisted in an instant, and then the darts suddenly changed their original trajectory and rushed towards those shining unidentified devices.

Jiang Chen suddenly realized.

Where is the Frisbee?

It's clearly a strong magnetic suction cup!
We really have to keep up with the times!

The ancient ninjas have lost track of the times in development, and now is the cyberpunk era.

All the darts were "confiscated".

There was clear mockery in the eyes of those foreigners.

Fujiwara Reiji tilted her head and saw someone quickly pick up a controlled knife from the ground, swinging his arm in a full arc, making a motion similar to throwing a javelin.

Very clever!

But the enemy is not stupid. It’s okay to throw a small dart, but what if he gets scratched by such a large knife?
Strong magnetic chucks are all closed.

Jiang Chen's plan failed.

Fujiwara Reiki chuckled.

"Let's get started."

As the joking voice sounded, a fragrant breeze blew up, and Jiang Chen, who failed in his attempt to be witty, only felt his eyes blurred, and then there was only the enchanting shadow floating forward.

Don’t retreat but advance!

Fujiwara Reihime had a smile on her lips, as charming as ever, but like her eyes, she had lost all the warmth. She charged into the enemy camp alone, twisting her slender waist, dancing with her sword, slashing across the night!

"Zheng!"

Fierce flames burst out.

The foreigner reacted quickly and drew his sword to block in time. Although he was obviously strong and sturdy, perhaps because he was passive, he could not withstand the strength of a woman. His knees bent involuntarily, and the back of the sword was forced to press against his shoulders.

"Goodbye."

"Swish..." Fujiwara Reiki changed from chopping to slashing. Her wrist shook, and the blade turned, rubbing against the opponent's weapon, making a friction sound that stimulated the eardrums, and then -

"Wow!"

A huge head rose into the sky, becoming the most dazzling embellishment of the night.

The headless corpse was like a broken faucet, with blood gushing out from the broken neck, and many foreigners were soaked thoroughly.

Medically speaking, after a person dies, all of their senses will be retained for a short time before gradually disappearing. That is to say, from the perspective of the head in the sky at this time, the world should be constantly turning upside down.

Fujiwara Reiji kept moving forward, transforming from the most beautiful lady in the world into a ferocious and murderous enchantress, revealing her extreme charm that ordinary people could hardly accept.

Jiang Chen was a little dazed.

It turns out that this is the true meaning of "the most charming and the most dangerous".

Thinking back to the various ways he had "abused" the other party before...

Should I thank the other person for showing mercy?

"Shh-"

Another figure passed by.

It's Sakura.

As a death warrior, how could I let my master fight alone?

In the face of technological means, darts are useless, but as a rare genius ninja, how could she be only good at hidden weapons?

Never underestimate a woman.

Look at them.

Those little fairies who just love to talk become cute in an instant.

Jiang Chen felt mixed emotions as he watched the blood flowers bloom and color the night sky.

Why are all the women I meet so fierce?
"Mr. Jiang, behind!"

Along with the roar of the Golden Lion King, the pursuers who had climbed over the wall also arrived.

Without time to remain in a daze, Jiang Chen quickly glanced at the four Dharma Kings and found that each of them was panting and covered with wounds.

"Don't fight too long, kill them together!"

"Yes!"

Jiang Chen clenched the three-edged military bayonet and led the four Dharma Kings to fiercely charge at the enemies blocking their way, relieving the pressure on Fujiwara Reiki and her servant.

"I thought Jiang Sang was going to admit defeat."

Even though she is not a weak woman, she is not an extremely perverted Super Saiyan. She is still a mortal body after all. Under the high-intensity fighting, sweat oozes from Fujiwara Reiji's forehead. It is not just a matter of physical strength. Wandering between life and death is a huge test of one's mental strength.

"What level of warrior are you?"

Someone who came to her side consciously did not forget to be humorous at this time.

"Definitely worse than Sakura."

As she spoke, Fujiwara no Reiji continued to attack. The knife slashed along the left chest of the opponent in front of her all the way to the lower abdomen, causing his skin to be torn. It is said that dying under the peony flowers is also romantic, but looking at the bloodshot and ferocious eyes outside the hood, the opponent was clearly not intoxicated at all.

But these foreigners are indeed tough guys.

Even though he was injured like this, he didn't make a sound. Of course, he has lost his fighting power.

"Five to zero. Jiang Sang needs to work harder."

Fujiwara Reiki said coquettishly, with a streak of blood on her cheek. In Jiang Chen's peripheral vision, she looked incredibly charming! "Five to one."

When Fujiwara Reiji heard the sound, she turned around and saw someone launching a sneak attack from behind, but was stopped by Jiang Chen. While the two sides were fighting in close combat, Jiang Chen raised his foot and kicked the opponent in the abdomen with great force.

The foreigner suddenly lost his balance and staggered backwards.

It is unrealistic to kick someone ten thousand eight thousand miles away. Everyone's talent points are valid. In martial arts, Jiang Chen believes in hard work to make up for lack of talent. He cannot be compared with those talented monsters. If it were a Taoist nun, she could even split marble, let alone a human.

If her beautiful legs go down, this foreigner will probably have to go to see the Virgin Mary.

But it doesn't matter.

Jiang Chen is not alone.

"Pfft!"

The tip of the knife pierced through from behind. It turned out that the White-browed Eagle King was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and he and Jiang Chen completed this tacit cooperation.

In order to prevent the enemy from counterattacking, the White-browed Eagle King twisted the handle of the knife fiercely, crushing the enemy's internal organs. He made sure that the enemy was dead before drawing the knife and gave Jiang Chen a thumbs up.

"left!"

Jiang Chen reminded.

The White-browed Eagle King turned his head quickly, not daring to be distracted anymore.

"Okay, count it as one."

Fujiwara Reiji generously counted the head on Jiang Chen's battle record panel, and then suddenly threw the saber in her hand.

"Shh!"

A ghost who attacked Jiang Chen was nailed to the head with a military knife.

"Six to one."

Fujiwara Reiki said calmly.

Jiang Chen took a breath and looked at the other party's empty hands. "You are doomed to lose."

It's too early to be happy.

Completely forgot the lesson from last time.

This is an unfair competition, he has teammates.

Sakura, who was a few meters away, lightly raised her toes, and a blade seemed to have eyes, tumbling in the air, refracting rays of light, and flew accurately towards Fujiwara Reiki, who easily caught it in her hand.

Fujiwara Reiki smiled at him, "Really?"

Jiang Chen had no expression on his face.

Compared to others, Ying's weapon is the most special. After giving up long-range attack, she has a short blade in her hand as a close combat weapon.
The blade is crescent-shaped, as thin as a cicada's wing, clear and transparent, and its lethality cannot be underestimated.

As the saying goes.

Every inch is stronger.

An inch short and an inch dangerous!

Ninjas never pursue a head-on competition of strength; their expertise lies in resolving battles in the most efficient way!
Ying's strength was fully demonstrated tonight. Although she was surrounded, she was like a fish in water. She took advantage of every opportunity amid the swordplay and left hideous scars wherever she went.

Fujiwara Reiki did not lie.

If everyone had the same strength as Ying, breaking through should not be difficult, but the key point is that such rare geniuses are always only a minority.

"puff--"

As time went by, the pressure did not ease but increased.

Finally, the Purple-Clothed Dragon King staggered and was seriously injured. After holding on for so long, he was finally exhausted and was hit by the enemy. He vomited blood, and then he was greeted by sharp blades swung from all directions.

The picture is appalling.

"Boom!"

The bruised and battered body slowly fell down.

"Ahai!!!"

The Green-Winged Bat King, who was closest to them, was furious and wanted to rescue them, but he was surrounded by enemies and was powerless.

Hearing the angry shouts that shook the night sky, Jiang Chen frowned fiercely, then looked in the direction where the sound came from, and caught a glimpse of the Purple-Clothed Dragon King falling down in the crowd.

He didn't even know the other person's real name.

It turns out that there are people who can travel thousands of miles to die for a stranger.

"Sacrifice is their mission. What Jiang Sang needs to do is to make their sacrifice worthwhile."

Fujiwara Reiji spoke quickly, without distraction, and kept an eye on the enemy's movements.

Is it cold-blooded?
perhaps.

But in this situation, it would be more appropriate to describe it as rational.

Separation from life and death is a process that everyone must go through.

It's just that the frequency is different.

For some lucky people, witnessing separation and death a few times in their lifetime is rare, but for some people, it is the norm.

Perhaps Fujiwara Reiki's reminder worked, Jiang Chen did not lose his mind. After seeing the Purple-Clothed Dragon King fall, he retracted his gaze and looked towards the direction of the gate.

The shadowy figures ahead seriously affect the field of vision and also cast a thick haze over people's hearts.

"Do you think we can get out?"

"Isn't Jiang Sang an optimist?"

Jiang Chen is indeed an optimist, but optimism is not a mental illness. He is not blindly optimistic and can clearly distinguish between fantasy and reality.

It was less than twenty meters away from the gate, and a 100-meter sprint would only take a few seconds, but it was out of reach at this moment.

"How long has it been?"

Jiang Chen said in vain.

"what?"

Fujiwara Reiki didn't understand.

"How long has it been since I came in?"

"twenty minutes?"

Only twenty minutes?
Einstein's theory of relativity is indeed correct.

Every second seemed so long.

"Miss, let me take you out first."

Sakura returned to Fujiwara Reiki's side. This genius of the Japanese ninja world looked quite embarrassed at the moment. This time it was not her costume and makeup. There were indeed many tears in her clothes. Although no scars could be seen at the moment, it could be felt that her physical strength was declining rapidly.

Obvious.

She realized something and no longer blindly hoped to break out together. She wanted to send Fujiwara Reiki out.

"If Jiang Sang doesn't leave, I won't leave either."

Fujiwara Reiki's gaze was determined, and even though she was just acting, it was quite touching.

"Let's go together."

Lian Ying realized the severity of the reality, but Jiang Chen seemed to be blind. Since he wanted to go together, he should go up and fight the enemy.

But he didn't do it.

Instead, he did something that surprised everyone, both his own people and his enemies.

"Wei Hong, save me!"

He shouted in vain, and the fierce fighting scene suddenly became quiet.

Including the three shaky Dharma Kings, all eyes shifted at once.

Wei Hong save me?

Fujiwara Reiki blinked unconsciously.

Who is Wei Hong?

"Wei Hong, save me!"

Without caring about other people's reactions, Jiang Chen continued to shout, each time louder than the last, as if he was suffering from a mental breakdown and had gone mad.

The only response he got was the lonely night.

"Shut him up."

Robbing is something that can only be done stealthily, not with loud shouting.

The ghosts came back to their senses.

Fujiwara Reiki also came back to her senses, took a deep breath, and said solemnly, "Jiang Sang, stop shouting. They are coming to deal with you."

Jiang Chen, who was at his wit's end, turned a deaf ear to him. After finding no response for a long time, he suddenly realized what was going on and changed his words, feeling extremely angry.

"Guanyin, save me!"

"Shh-"

The foreigners who were about to launch a siege turned around at the same time, only to see a plain wooden sword flying in from outside, as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder!
"Bang bang bang..."

People bumped into each other, were lifted off the ground, their bodies hanging in the air, strung together like a candied haws.

Ok.

Still dripping with syrup.

Ying looked towards the door with emotion. It was the first time that this truly fearless warrior showed such strong emotions.

Fujiwara Reiki did the same, opening her mouth cutely.

Only Jiang Chen bent down, supported his knees, and breathed slowly, as if he had relieved all the pressure. (End of this chapter)