Merry masseuse

Chapter 550

Night falls!After a sumptuous dinner, Minako Shirakawa called all the bodyguards in the villa, and Lin Qianchi presided over a brief meeting.

... Everyone looked at the swordsman Ibun Yujiro and nodded in agreement without hesitation, so they readily accepted the order and lurked in every corner of the villa, waiting for the opponent's arrival.

"Hehe, Minako, I'll go make up and get ready too! Is there a samurai uniform like Mr. Yujiro's wearing in your villa?" Lin Qianchi laughed softly, without any nervous expression.

"Oh, you still want to put on makeup? You don't want to reveal your identity! I bought you a lot of clothes. Among them, some traditional clothes, with a little modification, are not too different from the samurai clothes!"

"Sweetheart..." Minako Shirakawa said softly with amber red wine in her hand, exuding a rich fruity aroma, and motioned to Sugihara Anri, the sweetheart, to pick up those traditional costumes immediately.

"Hehe, I'm just a gold medal masseur, and it's not time to reveal my identity! We are false, true and false, so that it is difficult for the other party to guard against. Isn't it better to be confused?"

"I plan to show up tonight as a swordsman..." Lin Qianchi smiled evilly with sly eyes, but he planned to dress up as a swordsman Ibun Yujiro to surprise the bald man with a beard .

... The self-proclaimed swordsman Yujiro Ichibun was silent. He didn't know why Lin Qianchi played a trick and refused to show his true colors.But the noble queen Minako Shirakawa thought of her own treasure, a sharp "Damascus knife"!

"Sweetie, put your clothes here first! Lin Qianchi, go, go to my collection room! I'll show you something...Mr. Yujiro, you should go and see it too!"

The noble queen Minako Shirakawa said excitedly, but she gave it away. Under the doubtful eyes of Hayashi Chichichi and Yujiro, she hurriedly led the two into a basement of the villa.

As she pressed the eyes of a character in a hand-painted mural, a cipher device for entering fingerprints popped up from the exquisite mural. An advanced spectral scanner.

"Emma, ​​is this Minako's treasure house? It's so cumbersome for her to enter..." Minako Shirakawa looked at the scanner with her big beautiful eyes. After passing the security verification, a thick bulletproof steel door slowly opened , he couldn't help sighing secretly.

... The collection room is not large, but the interior is dry and tidy, with elegant decoration, thick pure wool carpets on the floor, constant temperature central air-conditioning, several large pots of green radishes, and colorful lilies, all of which make the air in the room abnormal. fresh

But the most eye-catching thing in the entire collection room are some famous paintings by masters on the wall and strange-shaped jade stones on the display racks. Lin Qianchi and swordsman Yujiro followed Minako, still a little puzzled, and now they are not looking A fitting time for her private collection.

Minako Shirakawa had a sweet smile on her lips, but she didn't explain. Instead, she walked to a row of antique racks, took out a small remote control from the corner, and lightly activated the switch button. The wall with precious calligraphy and paintings hung again. Slowly open to both sides...

A desolate and cold aura, accompanied by more than a dozen long swords and short swords of various shapes, and various styles of old-fashioned firearms, rushed into the eyes of Lin Qianchi and Yujiro head-on.

... A few crescent-shaped scimitars with unique shapes, some rusty, some simple and elegant, exuded the cold breath of death on the knife holder, so eye-catching, making their pupils shrink suddenly at the same time.

"Lin Qianchi, don't you want to pretend to be a warrior? Come, try this "Damascus knife"!"

Minako Shirakawa also squinted her eyes slightly, carefully took out a uniquely shaped scimitar from the display rack on the wall, and handed it to Lin Qianchi with some difficulty. Obviously, this "Damascus knife" is very heavy.

"Ah? This is the world's number one magic knife "Damascus knife"? Didn't it disappear with the casting method?"

Swordsman Ibun Yujiro's expression changed with horror, he said in disbelief, his expression was also extremely excited.

"What? This sword is not ordinary at first glance, but it is the number one magic sword in the world?" Lin Qianchi took the long sword handed over by Minako Shirakawa, and under the excited expression of swordsman Yujiro Ibun, he pulled it out of the scabbard. With a "choke" sound, the "Damascus blade" was pulled out.

A dazzling azure blue cold blade is densely covered with various patterns, like clouds and flowing water, which dazzles and fascinates people, and exudes a breathtaking cold light.

"Shh!"

Lin Qianchi pulled a dazzling saber, which made Minako Shirakawa retreat subconsciously, and even himself felt the chill.He couldn't help praising him: "It's unparalleled in sharpness, and the aura of the knife is overwhelming. It really is a peerless knife!"

"Mr. Lin, can I have a look?" Yujiro Ichibun, the swordsman, said excitedly with eager eyes, his thin body trembling with excitement.

"Of course! Mr. Yujiro knows the origin of this knife? Please give me some pointers!" Lin Qianchi said politely, and calmly handed the Damascus knife in his hand to the swordsman Yujiro Ibun.

With his solemn expression, he frantically tapped the back of the blade with his fingers, "Dang!" A crisp dragon chant came from the trembling azure blue blade, and bursts of cold murderous aura rippled in the air. diffusion.

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"I was able to see the real product of the Damascus knife with my own eyes, and hold such a legendary first magic knife in my hand. As a swordsman who has practiced sword skills all his life, I have no regrets in this life!"

The swordsman Yujiro Fumi looked solemn, and said with a lot of emotion, he still carefully handed back the world's number one magic knife "Damascus knife" to Lin Qianchi, but the nostalgia and reluctance in his eyes made Lin Qianchi and Minako Shirakawa couldn't help being moved.

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"It is rumored that the origin of the "Damascus Knife" is ancient Tianzhu. It is made of local Uzi steel ingots. The surface has unique casting patterns, and these beautiful patterns are formed during casting."

"The sharpness of the Damascus knife is so far unmatched! On the battlefield, it can split the opponent's knight, even the armor and even the horse under the crotch, in half. , it is not an opponent to slash with it..."

The swordsman Ibumi Yujiro talked eloquently, obviously he knew all kinds of famous swords in the world, and he was worthy of being a well-known swordsman who loves Japan.

"Ah, this Damascus knife is actually a rare magic knife! Then, Mr. Yujiro, if it cuts against the Muramasa Demon Sword, it will also cut iron like mud. Is it so sharp?"

Lin Qianchi seemed to ask a very naive question, and it was indeed a doubt in his heart, but he did not cherish this legendary number one magic sword very much like Yujiro.After all, he felt a bit exaggerated, and he didn't think there was a sharper long knife than the "Dragon Slaying Knife".

After pondering for a while, Ichibun Yujiro nodded affirmatively, and said with a solemn expression: "I believe that even with the excellent cutting ability of the Muramasa Demon Knife, it is difficult to match the sharpness of this "Damascus Knife"!"

"Heck, what Mr. Yujiro said should be right! The famous sword "Wakizashi" that we love in Japan is ranked second only to "Hideai" and "Tachi". It was easily cut in two by this "Damascus knife"!"

"Lin Qianchi, hold your knife, let me show you how sharp this "Damascus knife" is..."

The noble queen Minako Shirakawa smiled, and untied a delicate printed silk scarf from her elegant long white neck, and gently placed it on the upward-facing azure blue blade of the "Damascus knife".

"Huh!" Exhaling like blue, she blew lightly, and a delicate printed silk scarf turned into two colorful butterflies, which fluttered down on the carpet, and a piece of hair falling on her forehead, Also turned into two pieces.

"I'm sub-Ao, cut iron like mud, blown hair and cut blades! A good knife, a good knife..." With his eyes wide open, Lin Qianchi couldn't help admiring at this moment, and put aside his contempt for the unparalleled sharpness of the precious knife in his hand. heart of.

"Hehe, honey, do you really like it? Then put it away! Just be careful with this magic knife!" Minako Shirakawa smiled excitedly, standing in front of Yujiro Ichibun, making no secret of her affection for Lin Qianchi , It was a little shy for her to wake up.

"Mr. Yujiro, see if there is any long knife you like, I will give you one too..." She turned her head and said softly to Yujiro, but she didn't care about giving away an extra famous knife stored on the wall knife holder.

"Minako, thank you for your kindness! Although my sword is not a famous sword, it has been with me for almost my whole life... I once made an oath in front of my teacher, "The sword lives, and the sword dies!" "

Swordsman Yujiro said with arrogance and pride.He gently stroked the long knife at his waist, with the same fanatical expression, he no longer looked at all kinds of famous knives on the knife holder, and he never even took a second look at the number one "Damascus knife".

Lin Qianchi couldn't help being awed by his loyal attitude towards his saber, and was deeply inspired by it.This seemingly skinny old man is a real swordsman. He has completely integrated his cultivation and life into his saber, and he has truly achieved the unity of sword and man.

... As the night grew thicker, Lin Qianchi, under the watchful eyes of Minako Shirakawa and Yujiro Ichibun, was wearing a modified black samurai uniform with a "Damascus knife" slung across his waist, flying over the wall of the villa like a valiant warrior , and soon disappeared in the shadows outside the villa.

Concentrating on his mind, Lin Qianchi first relied on his own impressions and used the magical skill of "No Form" to transform himself into the appearance of Ichibun Yujiro.

After checking his equipment and feeling that everything was ready, he used his third eye to scan vigilantly the beach outside the villa and the roofs of nearby villas...

But after he scanned it carefully several times, he found nothing and didn't find anything.And the two men in black who were supposed to monitor the villa last night were nowhere to be seen, not to mention the burly man with the beard.

"Mal Gobi, they won't stop coming, right? Isn't this a delay in spending a good time with Minako, little sweetheart?"

Patiently lurking in the shadows, but also waited for more than two hours, seeing the bright moon in the sky, and it was about to enter midnight, Lin Qianchi couldn't help but swear in his heart.

When he was hesitating whether to return to the villa, a figure as light as black smoke appeared on the beach 800 meters away, but after a few easy vertical jumps, he was 50 meters away from the villa in an instant. distant grass.