Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 541 Lu Huizhong: You stinky scumbag, why are you touching the female ninja’s legs!
"Pfft!"

With an imperceptible muffled sound, the failed magic weapon that Zhuang Bingwei and Zhong Bingwei had high hopes for was blown up by He Songling like a grenade being extinguished in the hands of Hei Huang.

Just now, when he heard Die screaming, his body suddenly turned back like a ghost, caught the magic weapon that Die threw out and was already exploding, broke her two legs with his other hand, turned around and went back to catch up with Lu Huizhong.

“That’s all I can do.”

He Songling opened his palm and looked at the explosion debris on his hand, then threw it aside with disdain. However, he was pinched by Lu Huizhong. "Hey, wow! What are you doing!"

"Why don't you kill that Japanese girl, huh?" Lu Huizhong looked at He Songling with suspicion. It's not her fault that she is jealous. Just look at He Songling's scumbag character. No woman in the normal civilized world can tolerate him.

"Your old habit wouldn't come back. Seeing that she's young and pretty, you deliberately spared her life, hoping to turn her into some weird and dirty tool of yours..."

"You, please watch less of those movies that are performed by only two or three people - ah, stories."

He Songling hurriedly defended himself. Young Die was good-looking. He didn't know what others thought of her, but in his eyes, Die and her sister could compete for the top three female characters in this book. But he would not give up hunting down his enemy just because of her beauty, and he would not take this woman into his room and let her do some weird tool or something like that.

"Can I do such a thing? Seeing that she is a woman, I won't kill her no matter how big the grudge is. I will let the lower level control the upper level. Do you think I am the protagonist of those novels? Didn't we agree long ago to keep one or two of them who are the least harmful, and let them gather together and develop the remnants of Bihe Mountain for a while, so that we can catch them all in one fell swoop."

"There are quite a few useless people among these ten people..."

"Then won't you be allowed to kill them all?" In fact, He Songling knew that none of those who could become "ghosts" were simple people, and none of them were harmless to humans and animals.

The remaining Higashi were able to stay quiet because Ishihara and his superiors of the Japanese Kwantung Army strictly prohibited them from causing trouble in the short term. The only ones who could carry out this order were Chou, who was extremely fanatical about the doctrine, and Aoyama Yohei, who was like a fool.

I'm afraid that other people would not be able to stand the loneliness and would at least engage in some small-scale massacre or something. Would the Japanese officers really kill them for such a thing?
So, even if the group of Xuduo, Kimura Okataro and others who lost their fighting ability were not killed by Lu Huizhong and his men in the melee, He Songling would not let them survive. The only ones who could bear the responsibility of being the "thread" were Die and Aoyama Yohei.

However, He Songling didn't need to explain this. First, he was chasing the enemy and didn't have much time to waste on talking; second, they were husband and wife after all, so there was still some trust and tacit understanding between them.

It’s just that this is Lu Huizhong’s first time in love, and she likes to be a little pretentious.

She still did not loosen her hands on He Songling, instead she pinched and twisted them a few more times, causing He Songling so much pain that he almost entered the third level of reverse life.

"I won't ask about other things. What were you doing touching her legs just now? Did you feel that her legs were exposed, white, long and straight, and you couldn't help it, huh?"

Even though He Songling knew his wife was just joking when asked this kind of life-threatening question, he was still terrified: "Are you sick? Was I touching her leg? Didn't I break her dog legs?"

"Humph, your Qi can even leave the body to perform surgery, why do you have to do it yourself?"

"That's just a handy move..." The subconscious instinct formed by years of martial arts practice is indeed difficult to overcome. But can He Songling really have no ulterior motives? Even he himself is not sure. After all, that old woman's legs are really slippery...

"Still want it!" This time Lu Huizhong was really angry. She took out a knife and stabbed He Songling's kidney: "Believe it or not, I'll take it off for you!"

"Wrong, wrong." He Songling rubbed his waist and said to the other side without raising his eyelids: "Hey, don't run away, wait for me to take care of the housework first."

"Bagya Road..."

The people who were stopped by He Songling were naturally the demon Eita and Wakasa Shobei. He Songling was so fast that his body merged into the heaven and earth and he could cover all the mountains and hills in one step. He could travel back and forth from Europe and the United States within a few hours, which was much faster than a civil airliner. How could these two ninjas, who consumed so much energy, escape from him?
Even if he had been flirting with Lu Huizhong all the way, he should have caught up with her now.

He Songling simply stopped pretending and simply circled his hands, trapping the two men with the barrier released by the Qi of Reverse Life. No matter how hard they chopped with their samurai swords, they couldn't break it. They could only stand there and curse in despair and madness.

"He Songling, do you look down on us? How dare you discuss letting a few of us go?"

"Yes." He Songling nodded as a matter of course and said, "You are just a bunch of trash, why should I look up to you. A puppet who relies purely on swords, and a schizophrenic pervert, if I look up to both of you, then how many people do I have to look up to? Do I have enough space in my eyes?"

"You fucking..."

Not only was Majin Eita's mentality exploded, even Wakasa Shobei was a little overwhelmed: "You mean, you were just pretending to be weak in front of us before?"

"Oh, it's a waste of energy. We're more cautious than teasing a dog. We're trying our best to shrink our strength, afraid that if we show off our strength, you'll scare us away. We can't be too weak, or else you'll all attack us at once, and we'll have to pretend to run away. It's exhausting enough."

He Songling exaggeratedly wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and said, "It's all right now. Our troops have already attacked the county town and retreated. We also killed that old devil Kishitani. Finally, we don't have to tease you anymore."

"Damn it... How can there be such a powerful and perverted person in the world!" Wakasa Shobei tightly grasped his samurai sword. For the first time, he felt that the world was so unreal.

He has been the best in Mt. Higashi since he was a child. Whether it is training Qi or ninjutsu, he is the best. His intelligence is even more outstanding, and he is proud of the entire Mt. Higashi. He is the undisputed next ninja leader.

If Ono Noriyoshi hadn't died so suddenly, in a few years, Ono Noriyoshi would have passed away and passed the throne to him. He would have been the popular choice without any opposition. Even though the situation was sudden, he, as a ninja, could suppress the almost nonexistent opposition.

Until he decided to retire in Lao Zhong with Biheshan, until he decided to participate in the ten-man battle, until he met He Songling.

Zhuang Bingwei closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. When He Songling and Lu Huizhong finished their flirting, he figured it out and asked, "What are you going to do with the demon sword?"

(End of this chapter)