I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Because the third warrior was some distance away, he did not immediately follow the footsteps of his two companions. Not only did he see the whole process of his companions' death, he even successfully shouted out.

“Come on…!”

Before she could even utter the word "人", Serabell threw the samurai sword in her hand with great force.

The sharp blade cut through the air and pierced the throat of the third warrior. The inertia caused him to stagger and nail him heavily to the tree trunk behind him.

Do not look down.

After taking care of three people in a row, Serabelle shook her hands to wipe off the blood, then disappeared back into the darkness with an expressionless face.

Just as he said, it couldn't be harder than killing a chicken.

……

At the same time, at the foot of Anma Mountain, black Hutouben cars were parked in a convoy on both sides of the mountain road.

The Ooka family crest is printed on each one.

A red maple leaf.

The driver's door of the leading car opened, and a stern butler with long curly hair and a combat windbreaker stepped down from the front seat.

As Iori Muwo got out of the car, the doors of all the cars behind opened, and dozens of bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses got out of the cars in unison, standing beside the cars with their postures straight as swords.

And judging by the bulges on everyone's waist, they obviously didn't come to the foot of Mount Kurama so late at night for a team-building outing.

Then Iori Muga walked around the right rear of the vehicle, bent down, bowed, and opened the door respectfully.

A girl's lower leg, covered in a yukata, stretched out from the back seat and stepped onto the ground.

It is Ooka red leaves.

After she got out of the back seat, she did not give orders immediately, but came to the passenger door of the previous game, looked down at Conan who was still tied up by the seat belt in the car, and a cunning look flashed in her eyes.

"Then little Conan, just stay here and order takeout if you're hungry."

God? Order takeout...

Conan complained in his mind.

However, he was also very clear that since Ooka Momiji said so, it was obvious that she would not take him up with her.

As expected, Ooka Hongye turned around without even waiting for his reply and smiled at each of the bodyguards standing next to the car with guns in their hands.

"Well, the time has come, let's go up the mountain and bring the criminals to justice."

"Of course, we don't have to close the net too quickly."

Chapter 429: Your house was robbed and you're still showing off

In Yulong Temple, the fire flickered.

All preparations are ready.

The sword-wielding warriors who were running around the temple seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth. They all disappeared in an orderly manner, leaving only two people wearing Yaksha masks on the left and right of the steps of the main hall, like door gods.

And the Noh warrior standing in the center between the two of them, wearing an old man's mask with a corner of his forehead broken.

As time passed, the firewood in the braziers on both sides burned more vigorously under the night breeze.

If this scene were put into a film or TV show, the terminology used in reviews would be "the atmosphere is there."

Now that the atmosphere has been set, the next step will be the final battle.

However, what is frustrating is that Hattori Heiji, another protagonist of the final battle, has not arrived yet.

Then the mountain wind howled even louder, blowing the firewood in the high brazier to make it flicker.

At this moment, a sword-wielding warrior who was also wearing a Yasha mask trotted in from outside the temple gate, came to the main hall and knelt on one knee in front of the Noh warrior who was leading the group.

"Master, it's been so long and the brothers at the foot of the mountain haven't reported the news yet. Could it be that Hattori Heiji is scared and won't come?"

"How can it be……"

The flickering bright red light stained the pale outer shell of the old man's Noh mask, and a faint Osaka accent emanated from underneath.

"The girl is still in our hands. Don't worry, he will definitely come. It's just a matter of time."

"Yes!"

The Yaksha warrior retreated again.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

With the cover of dusk and mountain breeze, Serabelle has successfully reached the back of the Shanneng Temple.

Through a mottled white lime wall, he could almost hear the crackling sound of burning firewood inside.

Arriving at the designated location meant that the action was about to begin. Serabelle took out the phone that had been on a call from her pocket and put it to her ear.

"Hello? I can start anytime, how long will it take for you to get there?"

"Ah, we're almost there. There's only about ten steps left..."

The voice coming from the other end of the phone was Hattori Heiji's serious yet confident voice.

"Okay, I'll start first."

After a simple response to show that he understood, Serabel hung up the call, put away his phone, looked up at the top of the courtyard wall, and jumped up.

Two seconds later, the sound of a knife cutting flesh and blood splattering was heard from inside the courtyard wall.

……

The view changes to the entrance of Yulong Temple.

After waiting for half an hour, the long-awaited figure finally came into view.

The Osaka boy wearing a baseball cap and carrying a cane and sword walked step by step to the main gate of the temple. Without a moment's hesitation, he raised his leg and stepped in. The clear sound covered the echoes of his footsteps in all four corners of the temple.

"You are the one who kidnapped He Ye, right? Where is she now? What did you do to her?!"

Humph……

Behind the old man's mask, Saijo Taiga breathed a sigh of relief with disdain in his heart.

I originally thought that this Kansai High School Kendo Tournament winner was some tough guy, but now it seems that he is just so-so.

You should know that he sent many disciples to ambush on both sides from the foot of the mountain, and asked them not to take action if they were not discovered, and wait until the target entered the temple before catching him in the trap.

But if the ambush is discovered, it doesn’t matter. We can rely on our numbers to knock the person out and tie him up, and then torture him.

As a result, the people have come up now, but looking at their neatly dressed and bloodless appearance, it doesn't look like any battle took place on the way here.

So it was an ambush and they didn’t even notice it?

As expected, high school students are just high school students. All the training they do is just fancy stuff. Only my Yoshitsune-ryu is the real deal!

Well, it doesn't matter. This way, he can save energy. Anyway, he never intended to let the other party leave from the beginning. In this case...

Thinking of this, Nishijo Taiga waved to one of his disciples behind him.

"Go and bring the person here."

"Yes."

A person's speaking accent is always difficult to change. When he heard the familiar Kansai accent that he had heard on the phone before, Hattori Heiji's dark mouth corners slightly raised.

"It's you, Nishijo Taiga!"

“…Huh?”

After instructing his apprentice to leave, Nishijo Taiga turned back to the Osaka boy in front of him and shrugged indifferently.

"From what you said, it seems that you have doubted my identity from before, but I have to admit that your suspicion is indeed correct..."

After saying this, he raised his hand and removed the mask on his face. Under the flickering light of the fire, all the kindness that had been disguised was removed, leaving only blatant cruelty and greed.

"It's still early, can you tell me how you came to suspect me?"

"sure."

Hattori Heiji, who was originally trying to buy time for Serabelle, couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this.

"Then let me tell you, your disguise that you think is perfect but is actually rotten..."

……

The scene switched again. In front of the door of the inner room behind the main hall of Yulong Temple, the disciple who was previously instructed by Saijo Taikawa to come back and bring people there had already fallen in a pool of blood and was silent.

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Serabelle squatted beside the corpse, wiped the silver knife in her hand on the dead warrior's clothes, then stood up and looked at the closed door of the inner room, exhaling a light puff of white mist in the twilight.

“So this is it.”

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and opened the door. The desolate moonlight shone down from the sky into the room. In the middle of the inner room, he could vaguely see a young girl who was blindfolded and tied tightly with her hands tied behind her back.

His clothes were neat and tidy, and there were no visible wounds on his body, but there was a dirty rag stuffed in his mouth, which made him look a little miserable.

Fortunately, they are not stinky socks.

Complaining heartlessly in her mind, Serabelle stepped into the room.

Perhaps disturbed by the sudden sound of the door opening and footsteps, Toyama Heye immediately made a violent humming sound.

It has nothing to do with begging for mercy. Judging from the ups and downs of the tone, it feels like he is pointing at someone else's household registration book and shouting angrily.

Okay, now I have found the reason why the rag was stuffed in the mouth.

Serabelle stepped forward and pulled the rag out of the Osaka girl's mouth. Sure enough, the next second, extremely aggressive words burst out like a volcanic eruption.

"Listen carefully, you bastards! There is absolutely no way I will cooperate with you to trick Heiji into coming here. Just wait for the police from Tokyo, Osaka and Kyoto to surround you and shoot you one by one! I *＆%……*"

Before she could continue, Serabelle sighed tiredly.

"Stop, it's me, it's me. Hattori is outside now and is about to rescue you."

"…Eh? Sera-kun?"

"Yes, it's me."

Since they were not very familiar with each other, Yuanshan and Ye were stunned for a moment before they realized who the voice belonged to.

While she was stunned, Serabelle had already untied the blindfold for her, and then began to use a dinner knife to saw the hemp rope tied in a knot on the girl's hand.

Of course, there are also some on the feet.

"Wait, you guys came in with this?"

The first thing Toyama Kazuha did after regaining his vision was to look back at the thing in Serabelle's hand, and then his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yeah, because there's no other way..."

Serabelle was also a little helpless.

"I originally wanted to borrow the knife from that guy outside, but I don't know how many generations these knives have been passed down. When I picked them up, the blades were spinning in the scabbards. I can't even kill myself if I get into a fight, let alone chop someone. Don't you have any other handy weapons here? Even a water pipe will do."

"A handy weapon..."

The Osaka girl thought about it seriously and suddenly exclaimed.

"I remember now, the spare knife is in Benkei's drawer!"

Chapter 430: Nice knife, it's mine now

In front of the main hall of the temple, the confrontation between Hattori Heiji and Saijo Taiga continued.

"I see. It was the attack yesterday afternoon that made you suspect me."

After listening to Hattori Heiji's reasoning, Nishijo Taiga burst into laughter.

"Indeed, I regretted that time too. I should say that I was too nervous. I didn't expect you to find Kurama Mountain. I thought you had discovered this Yulong Temple, but I didn't expect it to be an accident and expose my identity."

"Nervous?"

Hattori Heiji sneered.

"I think you've been following us all along!"

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