Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

"My name is Kushinabe no Miyun."

"The way we address each other is no longer important."

"Just call me by my name."

With her slender hand withdrawing from her sleeve, Kushina Mikumo spoke earnestly.

Seeing Kushina Mikumo's outstretched hand, Luo Zhen also reached out and shook it.

Thus, the two reached a consensus under these very harmonious circumstances.

Chapter 999 Yujiro Hanma: The Unfamiliar Ceiling

"An unfamiliar ceiling..."

On the cold arena, Yujiro Hanma lay quietly on the ground, unusually showing a peaceful expression.

Crimson blood slid down his forehead and flowed onto the ground.

This added another layer of bloodshed to the already blood-stained ground.

The stark white light shone on Yujiro Hanma from all directions.

If this were a life-or-death struggle that sent adrenaline soaring, the audience would probably be filled with cheers or boos by now.

Unfortunately, this was a one-sided defeat.

The kind of situation where you have absolutely no chance to fight back.

This feeling made Yujiro Hanma very uncomfortable.

He launched repeated attacks, but each time he was easily knocked to the ground in a very disheveled manner.

When he was knocked down for the last time, Yujiro Hanma clearly felt the malice emanating from his opponent.

That overwhelming malice almost instantly engulfed him.

The muscles in my body tensed up involuntarily.

Even taking a step seemed incredibly difficult.

It seemed as if the body felt that if it went any further, it would be killed.

In fact, this way of thinking doesn't seem wrong.

In that instant, Yujiro Hanma seemed to truly sense the approach of death.

Then, the opponent's attack came.

It's not even certain whether it can be called an attack.

After all, it seemed that the other party simply returned his power intact and incidentally knocked him to the ground.

Although they clearly had malicious intent, they didn't go all out; they just gave him a mild lesson.

It feels like an adult is playing along with a clueless, spoiled child.

Feeling annoyed, he casually picked up the brat and tossed him aside, giving him a light tap.

That way of thinking doesn't seem wrong.

After all, compared to Kushinada Mikumo, Hanma Yujiro was indeed just a clueless young boy.

But the difference is, if Kushinada Miku gets annoyed.

He might actually kill Yujiro Hanma.

Although she has never been fond of killing young people, there are always some young people who are too arrogant to stand up for themselves.

Moreover, Kushinada Miyun has always agreed with a saying in Chinese martial arts: those who practice martial arts must first cultivate a bit of fierceness in their hearts.

Not a point more, not a point less.

Having too many of these can easily lead to trouble and cause problems everywhere, as they may use their strength to commit crimes.

If you lack a strong personality but are always bullied, what's the point of learning martial arts?

Cultivate a certain amount of fierceness; do not cause trouble in ordinary times, but never let others manipulate you.

"Hey."

After lying on the ground for a while, Yujiro Hanma suddenly sprang to his feet.

It's hard to imagine that such a huge body could make such light movements.

The sound of their feet landing was dull.

No matter how light his movements are, Yujiro Hanma's own weight is a given.

It's unlikely that one could actually act like an assassin.

Well, that doesn't count if you kill all the eyewitnesses.

That was clearly a berserker disguised as an assassin.

Yujiro Hanma shook his groggy head and took a deep breath.

The stench of blood in the air made him frown instinctively.

Although he always appeared unrestrained and wild, he wasn't the kind of pervert who would get excited by the smell of blood.

To be precise, his abnormality is in a slightly different direction.

"He's already awake, Mr. Vanma."

Katahara Metsudou, leaning on a cane, emerged from the dark corner.

He looked at Yujiro Hanma with a smile and said.

Although Yujiro Hanma is nominally his fighter.

But this guy never took me seriously.

Although I can understand Katahara Metsudo, I still feel very uncomfortable.

Admittedly, you, Yujiro Hanma, are very strong.

But if I really wanted you dead, it's not impossible.

Ultimately, no matter how much you praise Yujiro Hanma, he is still just a mortal.

Even a Super Saiyan capable of shattering planets dies from a heart attack, let alone you.

Of course, Katahara Metsudo was unaware of the Saiyan's past.

All he knew was that whether it was assassination, poisoning, or an accident, the other person could die.

They only put up with it for the time being because of their own interests.

After all, Katahara Metsudo is a businessman who values ​​profit.

As long as Yujiro Hanma can still bring him enough benefits, he will tolerate all of Yujiro Hanma's rudeness.

But if Yujiro Hanma becomes useless, he will absolutely not show any sentimentality.

Or perhaps it's true that he and Yujiro Hanma were just business partners, with no past relationship whatsoever.

This guy has been defeated.

Katahara Metsudo was actually quite happy.

On the one hand, it can serve as a slight warning to the increasingly arrogant and unscrupulous Yujiro Hanma.

On the other hand, although Yujiro Hanma was defeated, he suffered no losses at all.

Because that large group of fighters were also taken down.

There were no losers this time, or rather, everyone was a loser.

"Old man Katahara, I remember those people belonged to some organization, right?"

Looking sideways at Katahara Metsudo, Hanma Yujiro said in a low voice.

Actually, when this organization first approached Yujiro Hanma, he didn't pay much attention to it.

He thought this organization was probably no different from the ones he had encountered before, nothing to be afraid of.

As for the contract, he signed it very casually.

Anyway, this kind of thing depends entirely on his mood; he can tear it up anytime he wants.

Those organizations can't do anything to themselves.

Perhaps because he was used to being domineering in his own world, Yujiro Hanma always had an air of superiority no matter what he said or did.

Therefore, Ryouma always felt that the organizations and governments in the Baki world were truly useless.

Even a dog on a leash would be better than them.

Even a dog can bark a couple of times, but these people really don't dare to utter a single fart.

Have all your modern weapons been eaten by dogs?

The whole time, I just watched a group of people straighten their weapons but didn't dare to fire a single shot.

Surely no one with modern weapons can't beat someone who practices martial arts?

Do you really think they're all martial arts masters who have cultivated internal strength?

"Ah, that's right. Is there a problem, Mr. Vanma?"

Katahara Metsudo was also aware of the existence of the organization.

Although he didn't know the nature of the organization or anything like that, and he couldn't get inside when it was in operation, he was at least aware of its existence.

In his eyes, the government agency and the DA organization are pretty much the same thing, right?

Anyway, they are all organizations that he can't and doesn't want to come into contact with.

"Help me get in touch with them. I need to find that woman and that guy."

With his fist clenched, Yujiro Hanma said this.

This failure did not discourage him.

On the contrary, this guy became even more agitated.

He needs to find that woman and then defeat her.

Chapter 1000: Kushinada Mikumo Wants to Become Stronger

Inside the Tokyo base, Kushinada Mikumo examined the jet-black combat suit she had just received with great interest.

Because he readily agreed to join the organization, Rōzō didn't dawdle after arriving at the Tokyo base.

They quickly contacted people at the Tokyo base and took Kushinada Mikumo to go through the procedures and formalities.

Yes, there's also a demon contract at the Tokyo base.

In fact, this thing is not very rare.

"That's very interesting."

Wearing a jet-black combat uniform, Kushinada Mikumo exudes a more dashing aura.

Many years ago, Kushinada Mikumo was also a beautiful woman in a suit.

However, after falling into darkness, he changed his previous image.

Instead, it appears as a demonic Buddha.

It took some effort to pull the zipper all the way to the top.

This gesture, which would be incredibly shy for a young girl, appeared perfectly natural on Kushinada Mikumo.

It was as if he had just done a trivial, insignificant thing.

Think about it too.

Kushinada Mikumo is, after all, an 'old woman' who has lived for nearly a hundred years.

She had long since come to terms with the things that young people care about.

In addition, the unique nature of the martial arts she later practiced led her to have studied yoga and other contortionist techniques in the past.

Kushinada Mikumo right now can be described as an emoji.

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