mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 306 Spray Attack
In the waste collection station, fell into a long silence, Yamada Ichiro's sparse hair was blown by the wind, and his heart was extremely messy, he really didn't expect Xiao Feng to do such a thing.

Even the six ninjas who had been dormant all the time, staring at Xiao Feng's every move, realized that they had missed the best opportunity to intercept, and could only let that figure drift away from their sight.

The target disappeared, so there was no need for the six ninjas to hide. They appeared in front of Ichiro Yamada one after another, bowing their heads without saying a word.

"Master Yamada, why is this happening?" A ninja standing on the garbage dump asked blankly.

"Pooh!"

Zhao Guoan spit out a mouthful of bloody spittle. Although he couldn't understand what the other party was saying, he still tried his best to give himself a chance to live: "I told you a long time ago that I only knew him for less than three days. , and that bastard has always been ungrateful, it is impossible to lose his life for me."

"boom!"

Another punch in the abdomen, Zhao Guoan's eyes were burning with anger: "Damn, why don't you try hitting me again?"

"Baga!" The ninja standing on the other side of him was already in a bad mood, but when he heard Zhao Guoan cursing, he became even more angry, and slapped him back: "Slap!"

The sound is crisp and loud, especially clear in a quiet environment.

"good, very good, excellent!"

The corner of his mouth was bleeding, and Zhao Guoan, who was blushing on half of his face, uttered three good words one after another, with a look of determination in his eyes, and roared, "Die to me!"

After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth violently, straightened up, spit out a mouthful of dark green liquid at one of them, then turned around, and spit out the remaining half at the other person beside him.

This was his hole card to save his life. He had hidden a capsule-like thing in his mouth since the day he left the army, but he never had a chance to use it.

This is the first time he uses it, and it will probably be the last time...

"What is your method?" Yamada Ichiro, who can speak Chinese, raised his head and looked at Zhao Guoan with a murderous look.

"Hahahahaha!" Zhao Guoan let out a burst of hearty laughter, as if venting all the suffocation accumulated in his chest: "I misunderstood someone, I am blind, you little devils dare to beat me, you really think I am Is it easy to bully?"

As if knowing that he would die in advance, Zhao Guoan was going all out, cursing at me one after another, with a sense of generosity and righteousness.

At this moment, the two ninjas who were sprayed with dark green liquid all over their faces suddenly fell down from the rubbish dump while clutching their throats, making a sound like "drinking" in their mouths, and their faces turned purple at a speed visible to the naked eye. Cyan, wide-eyed eyes can no longer see black, all are occupied by the white of the eyes.

The next moment, the two ninjas kicked their legs on the ground randomly, foaming at the mouth, their bodies wriggling and rolling like snakes, and it seemed that they could not survive.

"Looking for death!" Yamada Ichiro stared at the miserable situation of his subordinates, and then jumped up, the sword in his hand was shining brightly, and slashed at Zhao Guoan's neck.

Zhao Guoan wanted to dodge subconsciously, and rolled directly from the garbage dump.

Naturally, Yamada Ichiro refused to give up the chase, and stabbed at Zhao Guoan with the blade pointing down.

There weren't many people here, and if one died, one would be one less, besides, he understood Inagaki's character.

If the task is completed, then everything is easy to say, even if only one person dies, it doesn't matter, but if the task is not completed and the number of staff is reduced, the consequences will not be as serious as usual.

So in his opinion, Zhao Guoan, the culprit, must not be let go!
However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the corner of the eye, holding a bottle of what looked like a spray in his hand and spraying wildly.

"Zizizizizi..."

All six ninjas with their heads bowed were hit, without exception!

"Who?" Yamada Ichiro asked angrily.

"Hehe, I didn't even notice when I came back. It seems that your eyes are not very good." Xiao Feng walked out from behind the garbage dump, and taunted him back with the same words that the other party mocked him before.

Yamada Ichiro's eyeballs were red. He didn't know what the spray in Xiao Feng's hand was, but when he saw the two men lying beside the rubbish dump in a miserable state of death, he felt blackness in front of his eyes.

Sneak attacking and sniping arrows have always been my specialty, but why did I get sneak attacked this time?
For a moment, humiliation, anger, fear and other emotions erupted concentratedly, and the arm holding the knife kept shaking, almost causing him to faint.

"Ha..." Zhao Guoan, who was covered in dirt, fell to the ground and looked at Xiao Feng who was going back and forth. He was so excited that he almost burst into tears, and even saw that the other person seemed to be shrouded in a layer of bright light.

The savior is finally here!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Yamada Ichiro, who couldn't bear it anymore, uttered a roar like tears of blood, concentrated all his strength on the sword in his hand, and slashed at Xiao Feng obliquely.

Xiao Feng didn't accept the move. After anticipating the opponent's saber movement, he moved ahead of time to avoid it, and then raised the spray in his hand when the blade was passing by.

"Zi..."

Yamada Ichiro, who was sprayed all over his face, said in horror: "What is this?"

As soon as the words fell, a voice sounded behind him: "Master Yamada, this kid is just bluffing. We have checked carefully. The spray is not poisonous. He did this to delay time and wait for the rescuers to come."

Yamada Ichiro turned around, looked at the six subordinates who were normal, he was slightly relieved, since they were fine, then he should be fine too.

However, just when this idea came up, he saw that the subordinate who spoke earlier had some bright yellow substance flowing out of his trousers, which quickly wet the ground under his feet.

The man obviously realized that something was wrong, and looked down at the large pool of yellow things under his feet, with fear and confusion in his eyes, obviously not understanding what was going on.

"What the hell is this?"

At the same time as the question was raised, the same situation happened to the other five people one after another, and they all looked confused.

"..." Xiao Feng was silent for a while, and asked, "Are you all Pixiu?"

The six ninjas, including Ichiro Yamada, were all stunned. They obviously didn't understand the meaning of Xiao Feng's words. They just felt a stench continuously go into their noses, and the back of their buttocks was sticky and hot.

Seeing that the other party couldn't react, Xiao Feng didn't intend to explain anything, he quickly ran towards Zhao Guoan's direction, then carried him on his shoulder, and was about to leave without stopping.

How could Yamada Ichiro sit idly by and immediately blocked the way, holding the handle of the knife again with both hands, and made a chopping posture with all his strength.

However, it's okay not to use force, but when I use force, I suddenly feel an uncontrollable heat flow from the middle and lower part of the body, and the feet are wet again.

Looking down at his feet, recalling the feeling just now, Yamada Ichiro suddenly felt that he understood something...

(End of this chapter)