Tokyo people don't talk about Wude

Chapter 108 105. Samurai?monster?Challenge the determination of monsters!
At this time, the two were in a residential area outside the downtown area of ​​Shinjuku, and the crowds around them were gradually thinning out. Only the white street lights a few meters apart set off the silence of the night.

On this empty and deep street, a strange figure was walking towards them quickly—to be precise, he was walking towards Suzumiya Kai.

The figure gradually came under the halo of the street lamp, and Jiuzhou Cheng finally saw his face clearly.

This is a short man of less than 1.6 meters, wearing a kendo robe and bamboo armor on his shoulders.His face is covered by a white ghost mask that looks like Prajna, and the appearance of bloody fangs is really terrifying.

The most alarming thing is that this short man has a single-edged sword on his waist, which looks like a Coser playing a samurai.

Suzumiya Kai also noticed this little samurai.She took a step back subconsciously, and joked to Kyushu Makoto:
"Is there something like a "Samurai Exhibition" going on nearby?How could someone dress like this? "

Kyushu Makoto's heartbeat suddenly became restless.His martial arts instinct told him that this little warrior had a lot of hostility.

"Sister Yuzi, come here quickly." Jiuzhou Cheng held the umbrella and said repeatedly: "Get behind me."

Regardless of whether this person is a samurai cosplayer or not, it doesn't hurt to keep a distance from such strange people.

"Okay, I got it~" Suzumiya Kai was also frightened by this strange looking man, pouted, turned and walked towards Kyushu Makoto.

Before it was too late, the little samurai suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist, and rushed to Suzumiya Kai with a stride.

Suzumiya Kai was frightened by the other party's abrupt behavior, and froze in place for a while.

"call out--!"

The blade came out of the body, and under the illumination of the street lamps, it burst into a dazzling cold light-just one glance, Kyushu Makoto recognized that this was not a cosplay prop weapon, but a real metal samurai sword, that is, a control knife!
"Women are all demons who confuse the crowd, and they should be punished by heaven!" The short samurai raised his sword high, and shouted hoarsely and unhumanly from under his mask.

"Sister Yuzi, back off!" Jiuzhou Cheng's eyes were cracked, every nerve in his body exploded instantly, and he ran towards her with an umbrella.

"Pfft—!"

Kyushu Makoto was still a step late.Even though Suzumiya Kai took a step back subconsciously, the little samurai's blade still slashed straight at her chest.

The sound of flesh being torn rang in my ears, and the red liquid splashed irregularly, intertwining with the pale lights.

Kyushu Cheng faintly smelled a pungent fishy smell mixed with the faint fragrance of maple leaves.

Suzumiya Kai was cut down to the ground, clutching the blood on his chest in pain.Seeing that she was still alive, the little samurai raised his samurai sword high and was about to slash at her neck.

"You beast, I'll kill you!"

As soon as the blade was raised above his head, Makoto Kyushu rushed into the arms of the short samurai, first used an umbrella to support the opponent's arm holding the knife, and then raised his arm and blasted a blow to the opponent's chest.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound in the short warrior's chest, and a dull strange cry came from his throat, and he staggered back five or six steps.

Kyushu Makoto quickly glanced at Suzumiya Kai who fell to the ground.She looked very painful, and her chest was heaving violently.The knife just now probably cut to the bone, but fortunately it didn't kill him directly, and there is still a chance of rescue.

Who is this gangster dressed as a samurai, and why did he attack Sister Kezi?Was it a purposeful vendetta or a random killing out of pure revenge on society?Kyushu Makoto was perplexed.

What surprised him the most was that when he elbowed the gangster, he didn't feel the touch of the sternum bone at all, instead it seemed to hit a pure hard muscle.

But there is no time to think about these questions right now.What he has to do now is to save Sister Mu Zi and subdue this knife-wielding gangster.

Since the other party wanted to kill first, and even attacked Sister Mu Zi... Even if this kind of person is accidentally killed, it is his own fault.

After regaining his footing, the little warrior put on a stance, and let out a monster-like growl from his throat.

Kyushu put his umbrella in front of him for defense, and at the same time took out his mobile phone and turned on the SOS emergency call function.

[Hi, may I ask what happened? 】

"We were attacked by gangsters with knives. One person was seriously injured and needed first aid!" Jiuzhou Cheng shouted into his mobile phone and reported his current location.

Before he finished speaking, the little samurai raised his sword and rushed towards Kyushu Makoto.

"Those who stop me will be punished by heaven!" The little warrior roared hoarsely, raised his knife and slashed at Kyushu Cheng's face.

Kyushu Cheng threw out his mobile phone decisively and hit the opponent's blade.

The vertical blade was smashed crookedly, Kyushu Cheng stepped forward, swung the umbrella and hooked the opponent's arm with the curved handle, then leaned closer and stepped on the opponent's toes with his heel.

It's a little strange that the opponent's toes don't have any bone feeling, as if they are made of pure muscles.

"Well..." The little samurai wanted to push him away, but Makoto Kyushu quickly took out the art scissors and plunged all of them into the opponent's chest.

Immediately afterwards, Jiuzhou Cheng's shoulders were locked, and his body suddenly sank, and the weight of his whole body drove the scissors all the way down from the opponent's chest.

It’s a weird muscle touch again, and you can’t feel the existence of bones at all. But Makoto Kyushu can’t control so much anymore, he must subdue the gangster in the most cruel way, and then go to give first aid to Suzumiya Kai, lest she can’t survive the ambulance come over.

The scissors quickly tore downwards, all the way to the gangster's abdomen, and then got stuck. Kyushu simply twisted the handle, so that the plastic blade broke directly in the opponent's body.

The kendo uniform of the little warrior was cut, revealing a strange lavender skin like a corpse.

Surprisingly, the samurai's wound cut by the scissors did not bleed a drop of blood, but a small amount of black smoke floated out, and the inside of the wound was also bottomless black.

Kyushu Makoto was taken aback.The little warrior also raised his foot to kick him away, and the two of them took a few steps back and separated.

"What kind of monster are you?" Looking at the strange black wound on the other side, Jiuzhou Makoto's heart seemed to be pinched, and he couldn't help beating wildly.

His common sense told himself that the guy in front of him couldn't be called a "human" at all, but some kind of monster that looked like a human.

"Tianzhu!" The little samurai seemed to be a normal person, completely unaware of the deep wound on his chest, and raised his sword again to attack Makoto Kyushu.

"Monster...thing..." Seeing this scene, Jiuzhou Cheng suddenly felt a trace of fear, as if his heart was pinched by a withered hand.

This is the instinctive reaction of human beings when they face the unknown.

Kyushu Cheng already has the intention to retreat. He has no confidence to defeat this "unknown" enemy.

So run away?Kyushu thought in his heart.

Yes, it is best to turn around and run away at this time.Fleeing is the correct behavior when facing an enemy who is not sure of victory... That's what his master taught him.

As for Sister Yuzi, I'm sorry, let her destroy herself.

The thought of passively giving up the battle kept appearing in Makoto Kyushu's mind, the secretion of dopamine began to be suppressed, and martial arts and intuition were frantically sending him the message of "escape".

"But. She said she was going to Kyoto, looking for a decent job, and living a normal life." Jiuzhou Cheng whispered with trembling voice, the hand holding the umbrella trembled slightly:
"If she dies, wouldn't the hard work be in vain?"

The little samurai's knife was already slashing towards his face.Jiuzhou Cheng gritted his teeth, a cold light burst out in his eyes, and he quickly sank down and threw himself into the opponent's arms.

"Puchi." The blade slashed on Kyushu Makoto's back—fortunately, his sprint speed was fast enough, so he was only cut a shallow mark by the middle and lower part of the blade.

"Fucking animal, why should she die! You should die for me!"

Kyushu roared angrily, ignoring the pain in his back, he hugged the crotch of the little samurai and was about to throw him to the ground.

(End of this chapter)