Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

We cannot compromise with the kidnappers! Otherwise, we will only put ourselves in a passive position!

The moment the thought crossed his mind, Amamiya Rin slightly adjusted the angle of his cane, and his center of gravity began to shift forward imperceptibly, the sound of his shoes rubbing against the ground almost inaudible.

"Your situation may warrant sympathy."

As Amamiya Rin continued speaking, she moved her feet another half step, closing the distance from more than seven meters to seven meters.

"But those you killed have already lost their future."

Amamiya Rin's gaze was fixed on the hand that the slit-mouthed woman was gripping at Guan Kou's throat, calculating the angle and trajectory of the explosive thrust.

The state of perfect harmony between sword and Zen was quietly brewing within him. His adrenaline began to rise slowly, his senses became sharp, and everything around him seemed to slow down.

"So, I'm sorry."

Amamiya Rin's voice remained calm as she took another half-step forward with her right foot, closing the distance to about six meters.

"Your journey to find your family, and your very being, ends here today."

"stop!"

Despite her agitated state, the Slit-Mouthed Woman's wild instincts instantly alerted her to the danger!

Beneath Amamiya Rin's seemingly calm words lay a substantial threat that was closing in step by step!

The injured body jerked backward, and the slit-mouthed woman held Sekiguchi-sensei even tighter in front of her, using her as a human shield. Her fingers dug deep into the skin on the side of Sekiguchi's neck, and blood gushed out immediately.

"If you dare take another step, I'll snap his neck! I mean it!"

Amamiya Rin stopped in her tracks.

He stopped about six meters away from the slit-mouthed woman, the tip of his cane drooping slightly, but his arm holding the cane was very steady.

"Did you know that humans, unlike monsters, can be in mortal danger if they are seriously injured or bleed excessively?"

Amamiya Rin said calmly.

"What are you trying to say?"

"The slit-mouthed woman questioned."

"Even if I compromise with you, you will continue to hold Mr. Sekiguchi hostage for your own safety until you are out of danger. By then, the best time for treatment will probably have passed."

Amamiya Rin's gaze swept across the face of the slit-mouthed woman and landed on the face of Sekiguchi-sensei.

The two looked at each other. It seemed that Mr. Sekiguchi had sensed the determination in Amamiya Rin's words. A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but in the end, he also revealed a resolute expression of going all out.

(My mind remains unmoved. Yet I must uphold freedom. That is, the state of no thought and no desire.)

Silently, I delved into a state of deep meditation, forcefully eliminating any unnecessary considerations and fears.

At this moment, Amamiya Rin's heart reached a state of emptiness, devoid of self.

(Unparalleled swordsmanship, sword and Zen as one!)

The Crimson Lotus Breathing Technique, pushed to its limit, ignited the last bit of oxygen in the lungs. Adrenaline surged into the blood vessels like magma, and everything in the field of vision slowed down. The slit-mouthed woman's face, twisted in rage, her fingernails deeply embedded in Sekiguchi-sensei's neck, and even the trail of blood spurting from the wound, were all crystal clear.

Without any apparent warning, Amamiya Rin's body moved as the Slit-Mouthed Woman pondered what he was up to!

The tip of his cane, which had been drooping slightly, suddenly rose, and his whole being was like a fully drawn bowstring being released, changing from extreme stillness to extreme movement!

"Evil is swift and decisive!"

With the ball of his left foot as the pivot, he violently spun and pushed off the ground with his heel, propelling his body forward as if shot by an invisible giant crossbow, shooting out in a straight line!

The ordinary metal cane in his hand tore through the air at this moment, emitting a piercing shriek, and turned into a blurry gray shadow, stabbing straight at the bloodshot right eye of the Slit-Mouthed Woman!

All of this happened so fast!

Just as the Slit-Mouthed Woman's beast-like instincts screamed a warning, and the muscles in her fingers digging into the throat tightened and exerted force, Amamiya Rin was already in front of her.

"Pfft!!"

A viscous piercing sound exploded!

In that instant, the tip of the cane pierced the Slit-Mouthed Woman's right eye! The immense kinetic energy surged and flowed along the cane without any pause!

"Well--?!"

The slit-mouthed woman's screams were choked back by the impact. If she hadn't been injured, Amamiya Rin's straightforward attacks would have been no different from slow motion to her.

However, she was injured in the explosion, and the injury was quite serious.

In an instant, the slit-mouthed woman was seen being supported by the cane, her feet off the ground, and she was thrown backward uncontrollably as if she had been hit head-on by a battering ram!

Just like the move that the Slit-Mouthed Woman used on Tomie before!

Amamiya Rin held on tightly to her cane, her footsteps pounding the ground like a frenzied drumbeat, pushing against the slit-mouthed woman's body as she continued to charge forward down the corridor. The cane pierced deep into her brain through her eye sockets, bringing a shattering pain and darkness.

One step, two steps, three steps... Amamiya Rin charged forward nearly five meters with the Slit-Mouthed Woman on his back!

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, the Slit-Mouthed Woman's back slammed heavily against the wall behind her.

Then, as if all her strength had been drained in an instant, she slid slowly to the ground against the wall, her only remaining left eye wide open, staring blankly at Amamiya Rin.

The madness, obsession, and resentment surging within faded quickly, like embers burning out, and eventually went out.

Amamiya Rin's cane was deeply embedded in the Slit-Mouthed Woman's brain. His body leaned slightly forward due to the inertia of his forward momentum. He gripped the cane with both hands, his chest heaving violently. Each breath carried a scorching airflow, and an expression of pain that was almost suffocating appeared on his face.

For a moment, the only sounds in the corridor besides Yu Gonglin's heavy breathing were the even more urgent and painful moans coming from the wall.

That was Mr. Sekiguchi, whose neck had been ripped open and was gushing blood.

His situation was dire. Amamiya Rin's rescue attempt was not entirely successful. At the moment of the attack, the Slit-Mouthed Woman tore a horrific wound into Sekiguchi-sensei's neck.

He desperately needed help, but Amamiya Rin couldn't make a sound. Ando-sensei and the children were quietly hiding in the storeroom, feeling uneasy because of the sudden commotion and silence outside.

At the same time, a light, pleasant mental fluctuation came from [Fujiang Network].

(Hey! Well done, Lin-jun. I thought you were hiding in the back with just those junk pieces since you didn't bring your sword this time. Looks like you still have some backbone! How about we go for a night run together later?)

That was Tomie, who was still lying dead in the rear.

Seeing that Amamiya Rin did not compromise because the Slit-Mouthed Woman had taken hostages, but instead launched a decisive attack, even using the same tactic the Slit-Mouthed Woman used to kill him to kill her, Tomie was quite satisfied.

She thought she needed to go back and have Amamiya Rin drive the jeep and train with her to develop a flying kick technique to counter the Slit-Mouthed Woman's high-speed sprints before she could take revenge on her.

Unexpectedly, Amamiya Rin was not as indecisive as she had imagined. Even at the risk of Sekiguchi-sensei's death, she killed the Slit-Mouthed Woman.