The domineering rebirth of the super queen

Chapter 328: The Heart Has a Beast (2)
The assassination scene was shot at dusk.

On this day, Yamaguchi Mihei, who was always by He Mingzhu's side, was not there, and Huajiao was sent out by He Mingzhu to handle errands.In the guest house of the Yamaguchi family, only He Mingzhu was there.

The distant mountains and mountains were silent in the afterglow of the setting sun, and He Mingzhu listened to music on an ancient phonograph in the Japanese room.It was a piano piece, which she had played a few years earlier, Chopin's Funeral March.

Time flies, some people have passed away, some feelings are out of reach, but she is still alive and has a long way to go.

Yuko Chihara came slowly with a Japanese sword in her hand, and the lattice door opened in front of her one by one, until she reached the Japanese room where He Mingzhu was at the innermost.

He Mingzhu was not surprised by her arrival, she just smiled knowingly when she saw her figure, and nodded to her slightly.

The last sunlight of the day shines on her face through the window, beautiful and serene with a bit of cunning, this is Mihei Yamaguchi's favorite expression.In Chihara Yuko's eyes, it was distorted into a provocative image.

Chihara Yuko has been learning and seeing since she was a child, and it has been more than 20 years. Even if she is not the top master, she has achieved a small amount of success.And He Mingzhu, who loved music at the beginning, never cared about club affairs, only learned a few simple self-defense techniques.After her father died, she was lucky enough to be the talker, and the danger suddenly increased, so she learned more skills to protect herself.

Yuko Chihara didn't pay attention to He Mingzhu's pitiful fighting power. A spoiled young lady, a leader of a club who has never killed anyone with her own hands, now has no help. What can she do to help her? escaped?

She is too confident, and He Mingzhu needs her confidence blinded by jealousy.

He Mingzhu only had a cooling fan as a decoration, and the colorful flowers on the silk cloth were very lively, but it was too useless as a weapon.There was a slight smile on her face, she was cold and ruthless, and Chihara Yuko was furious.

There is still a distance of more than ten steps between the two, one is indifferent and the other is indifferent.

Yuko Chihara lay down with her hands on her hands, her eyes slightly squinted to lock on to He Mingzhu, with an indifferent smile on her lips.She didn't abide by Feng Linhuo, which is what kendo emphasizes. Anyway, He Mingzhu was already a dead person in her eyes—the ending was set, and the process of death was more exciting, so she gave up the more convenient gun.

Chihara Yuko moved.

Get out!

Xie Qinghuan stretched out her hand to support the ground lightly, leaned back with her upper body, and calmly avoided the knife that seemed to be teasing.The blade cut across her face, cutting off a stray strand of hair beside her cheek.

The soft hair fell to the ground lightly.

Chihara Yuko's martial arts performance was replaced by Ichiro Kajimoto.He is very different from Lin Wei.

Lin Wei has made a big breakthrough in playing the hysterical side of Chihara Yuko, even a picky person like Cheng Yici thinks it is quite unique.But in terms of aura, she obviously didn't cultivate well. When she played with Xie Qinghuan, she was suppressed to NG again and again, and naturally she didn't have the energy to make small moves.

What Kajimoto Ichiro showed was a kind of murderous aura.

Masters watch the doorway and watch the excitement with their hands.As soon as Kajimoto Ichiro made a move, Xie Qinghuan knew that he could never be an ordinary kendo master.Sachiko Nishikawa graciously introduced him to the crew, why?

Xie Qinghuan held the cooling fan in her hand, and followed the planned movements to avoid the knife full of Senhan's murderous intent, narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Kajimoto Ichiro, curled the corners of her lips, and smiled coolly.

Kajimoto Ichiro was swept away by her calm gaze, and for some reason, suddenly felt a slight chill in his heart.Secretly guessing if she saw something, he felt a little uneasy, but there was no reaction on his face, and he remained indifferent.

Kajimoto Ichiro is only 16 years old, but he already has a lot of lives in his hands.

In the underground fighting arena in Tokyo, those who have a place are not ordinary people. Brutal violence fills their lives, and fragile lives are worthless in their eyes.

But in front of him, they could only tremble in fear and beg for mercy in despair. When they heard his name, they shuddered and gave up the game with weak legs.

None of the people who fought against him left the stage alive.He smashed their internal organs hard, watched the blood spurt from their eyes, ears, mouth and nose, sometimes even white brains flowed out of one or two cracked heads when he was too hard, listening to their tragic wailing when they fell to the ground , Struggling to lose his life, Kajimoto Ichiro didn't feel disgusted or scared, but a kind of extreme excitement and joy.

Kajimoto Ichiro knew that something was wrong with himself, he was gradually losing his conscience, compassion and love as a person.And not long ago, he was an ordinary boy, although he may not be really kind, but he also knew to respect life, until his elder brother missed and died in a mission.

Before the last mission, the elder brother had already decided not to do that job anymore and live a good life with him.But he didn't come back.

Kajimoto Ichiro knew that everything was over, and the former self also disappeared with the death of his brother.Now, a raging beast lives within him, driving him to kill.Only blood can soothe his loneliness.

It was this woman in front of him that caused his brother's death.Although she didn't directly kill her brother, she was the culprit.

No one knew that he came with the purpose of killing her.Xie Qinghuan might have noticed it, but she didn't open her mouth, she just made a move carefully according to the planned movements - moving, jumping and rolling back, even the expression on her face was just right, which fit He Mingzhu's immobile character.

As the person who was fighting her, Kajimoto Ichiro could tell right away that Xie Qinghuan was by no means as gentle and harmless as she appeared on the surface. Her body was flexible and full of strength, and her eyes were cold but with a hint of strength. Very playful, seemingly dangerous and embarrassed, but in fact avoids every blow with leisurely time.

Unpredictable.

At the beginning, did she also hurt her brother so quietly?

Kajimoto Ichiro kept moving, and the prop knife in his hand once again spared no effort to hit the cool fan in Xie Qinghuan's hand.But seeing Xie Qinghuan raised his eyebrows slightly, a surge of force came from the blade, Kajimoto Ichiro only felt the subtle pain spread from the hand holding the sword to both arms, and he could hardly hold the sword.

Xie Qinghuan has already rolled a few steps away with the strength just now, kneeling on one knee and stretching it into a bow, in an absolute defensive posture.The cooling fan in her hand slowly opened, her brows and eyes were slightly lowered and then raised, her eyes were calm and indifferent, as if mocking his overreaching.

The so-called cat and mouse, nothing more.

Kajimoto Ichiro's complexion changed slightly, his eyes darkened, he understood that it was impossible to get any result in this process.His speed and explosive power are far superior to ordinary people, but it is not easy for him to get close to Xie Qinghuan's body.The fan in her hand was not even considered a weapon, but it could easily neutralize his strength.

(End of this chapter)