Hidden Assassin

At around 8 o'clock, the wind and rain continued. In the light of the retail department, the wet girl dragged her tired body in. The young man sitting behind the counter watching TV immediately stood up: “Uh, you...”

“A bread, please. ”

“Oh.” the young man nodded, hurrying to follow the girl's fingertips and wrapped the large bread, hesitating for a moment to say, "Do you want an umbrella? ”

“… not necessary.” Looking at the label on the umbrella bar, the girl shook her head and pulled her wallet out of her wet pocket, pointing her fingers out a few pieces of semi-wet small denomination coins to the counter, after which she took the bread. The moment you open your wallet, the young man sees that there doesn't seem to be any extra banknotes in it.

With a slight hesitation in her heart, when she raised her head again, the young girl had walked out the door with her bread in her chest. The young man sat down and looked at the picture on TV, then turned around and looked at the rain screen outside the store. After a moment, he bit his teeth and took an umbrella and rushed out.

The girl appeared under a street lamp not far ahead, and he chased her up.

“Uh, that... it's raining... although you're soaking wet, um... don't worry, I'll take that as a gift, that... goodbye...”

The girl's blunt eyes seemed to be hidden and oppressive, so much so that he did not speak smoothly. After passing the umbrella, he laughed and turned to the commissary. Far away, he seemed to see a figure hidden in the dark. He did not think much. Running under the roof, the girl had gone silently across the road with the umbrella and gradually left this view.

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Colored lights illuminate from a wide variety of artistic poles and, in any case, still give a dark feeling, passing through this trail that winds in the woods, is the apartment dormitory area of Sacred Heart College, without a sign, the lavender stopped in the middle of the trail and turned around.

Another tall figure follows from behind, that's Joseph.

“I think you should know me, Saturday night, in the Blue Bird Bar parking lot, driving you! ”

With tremendous pressure, Joseph stopped two steps in front of her.

“I want to know where Marilyn and Heidi are! ”

“I don't know.” After a gentle tone, he turned around and Joseph's body appeared in front of her again, throwing away the umbrella in his hand: "Then you come with me! ”

“I refuse. ”

“This is not a request.” Joseph gazed, "You're just a kid, although running a marathon for more than four hours is enough to prove you're different, but I hope you understand that I've had a hundred wins on the black market... and I'm afraid you'll die if I do. ”

“… I refuse.” Still a faint voice, after which Joseph ignored Joseph's path and moved forward, and Joseph's hand grabbed him against his shoulder.

With bread and umbrella in his left hand, the lavender's right wrist turned sharply and his fingertips crossed towards Joseph's wrist blood.

Breath of Death Survives!

Wow - a sound. The umbrella and bread took off in mid-air, the lavender flew backwards, spinning twice in the air, falling to the ground, slightly trembling on the right wrist.

Street lights buzz.

“You can react like this after 40,000 meters. As a child, you are unexpectedly strong, Chinese kung fu? Japanese ninja?” Unbuttoning the clothes, Joseph laughed, "If your power is not consumed, it will take some effort to catch you, but now...”

The shadow stretched backwards shortened suddenly, a loud bang, the thick arm railroad light rod was kicked out of a 90-degree right angle by this leg, the light on the rod instantly dimmed, lavishing the opportunity to escape to the woods on one side. Joseph's voice came through.

“I don't want to make a scene, so you'd better surrender. ”

Around a big tree, smoking a leg and kicking it to Joseph's back.

Never...

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……

A three-minute life and death chase accompanied by night rain took place in the woods, lavishly withstanding the severe pain coming from his legs, passing wildly around a tree next to him, followed by a whistle of Joseph's fists.

To date, her body has even made contact with Joseph only once, when she snuck out of the dead corner behind him, and yet she was still defended by Joseph, sweeping across her arm and flying out on her own, in exchange for a feeling of severe pain in her leg.

This man is strong.

A body like steel, purely for the skill of killing, almost every attack on each other can hear a desert storm tear, fierce, cruel, no retreat. If she were in her best shape, she would rush in with Cherry Cherry Fantasy skills one at a time to find his weaknesses, but in any case, her current condition has been minimized and she can only hide from them for a time because of obstacles in the woods, which would have been the strength of ninja training.

And in this whole instinctive reaction, she can feel something more clearly.

If it was me a year ago, if I met such a full blow, I might already be dead...

Almost a year in China, although also said to have worshipped Jia Ming as a teacher, the main learning thing is generally quiet and Sha Sha to teach. Sometimes she has also evaluated that if it was a real fight, the two young girls would probably fall all over within a minute. And the most common thing they do, under their simple professor, is practice Chinese kung fu day after day that looks gorgeous in action, but is incredible, from Wing Chun to Tai Chi, Luo Han boxing, gossip clap, etc., do not dare to question Jia Ming's training methods, but when the long time passes, she will occasionally assess in her heart, what use is such training?

The best way to assess it is naturally to fight in action. However, each time you fight with Jiaming, the other will probably grumble a bit or two after the end: “It seems a little stronger than the last time…” “It seems a little more flexible…” But it is also all uncertain tone. Each time you are defeated by Jiaming at the same time, even the arm joint is removed, and it is difficult to determine if you really have made progress.

And that's when she finally saw these things.

Once the resistance was avoided by instinct, some magical actions appeared before, the more skilful cherry fantasy of the pond made her realise that she, indeed, had become stronger.

The power of this man may be similar to that of the old uncle, if his body has not been consumed, perhaps… may it be possible to find his weakness and defeat him? Self... can I...

Every time she avoids the other party's attack, she asks herself again and again in her heart. Hope is obviously very slim, but she cannot contain the excitement in her heart. For the current arousal, the situation of embarrassment seems to have become unimportant, she just instinctively avoids, constantly remembers the figure of Jia Ming in her mind, what he has done, what he has said...

“Kung Fu or something just sounds good. In fact, it's nothing more than fighting skills, using a sword with a stick with a stone, and now with a pistol. Some people say that the aim of the technique is to defeat each other, which is true, but often the conclusions drawn later are disgusting, so karate is the strongest martial arts in the world, so Taekwondo is the strongest martial arts in the world, so Thai boxing is the strongest martial arts in the world, it's all bullshit...”

“Martial arts has evolved to the point where it's used to recognize and develop human potential. For example, even if a rookie like you pointed that pistol at me, I could feel your movement through the movement of your muscles, and hide from you at a moment of shooting. Although it sounds incredible, it's really achievable. Death is the best catalyst, able to maximize human potential. One person often experiences too many of these things to form a conditional reflex. Do you want to try... but the next action I take after avoiding is to kill you...”

“So, in terms of physical potential, the strongest martial arts system is undoubtedly Chinese kung fu, which is not a Chinese self-esteem, because I started out as a karate student, but developed 5,000 years of Chinese kung fu, almost any part of the human body, hands and feet are just the most basic, head, shoulders, knees, elbows, fingers, knuckles, fingertips, It's really hard to understand things like getting dressed and falling, but if you can really regulate every part of your body with precision, no doubt, you can do that, and then what... at the apex, it's Tai Chi, and then it comes first, and with Jock Gang, people in this situation can not only control themselves, but also precisely manage each other's movements, and, well, deep down, I can't do it, not to mention…… ”

“Anyway, all the fancy tricks are actually just to make people know themselves. After you know yourself, you can naturally forget about it...”

Know yourself… forget it……

In the dark, the boxing wind struck again, and suddenly one turned around, rubbing shoulders with this heavy fist, and then the arms swept across, and the lavender had taken a step away from the range of the boxing wind, and the whole body concentrated on the right fist in this step, and the double fist swept across Joseph's chest.

Ninjutsu • Dead Fist.

Feeling the attack, Joseph swept across his leg, yet still halfway empty, seemingly instinctively feeling the danger, he suddenly closed his legs and retreated, avoiding this contact with the lavender.

A bang, seemingly bland punch swept against the tree trunk next to it, muffled. The trunk seemed to explode from the inside and the wood chip splashed, proving Joseph's avoidance was correct. Dead fists in ninja seemed simple, a step, a simple sweep, not even the front of the fist, yet in terms of lethality, it was more powerful than the shooting of a shotgun, once it hit the chest, it was equivalent to hitting the heart with a big iron hammer, if Joseph did not retreat, then I'm afraid it would be a double defeat.

This is also the first time Joseph has given in since the war began.

However, the sharpening of the gun may bring a moment of flash, but it cannot really close the power gap. After this punch, Kaoru's body trembled slightly, and in the face of another swept kick, he was unable to escape. Preparing for a broken arm, she suddenly raised her hands to cover her head, and the next moment someone grabbed her collar and threw her straight back out.

I hit my back on the ground, but it didn't hurt a lot. It was a long way from where the street lights were. It was pitch-black in front. Even if my eyes were even bigger, I couldn't see the scene there. I could only perceive two people fighting violently. Splashes.

Less than half a minute later, Joseph, who had chased her with tremendous arrogance, made two shouts of impatience and despondency, and then a body fell to the ground, and the sound of his footsteps came, and someone walked up to her and lifted her shoulder with one hand, reaching into her legs and hugging her.

Raindrops fell on her face and felt the man's chest. Suddenly she felt all tired and painful. All disappeared, but still without a trace of strength. This reason allowed her to lie in this embrace for a while.

“I saw it. Good job. ”

In the warmth, the man praised her for the first time...

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Sweat, how do you hone it? Is there a lot of protest? Says the protagonist is cold-blooded, self-absorbed... Kaoru is going to kill people after that, and if he fights with an organization like Peroga, he could die at any time. When she meets Yuan Lai Dynasty, will they treat her gently because she looks beautiful? Or is it enough that I treat her gently as an author? As I said, I am solely responsible for the truthfulness of my humanity. Gu Jiaming has never been a pitiful person. He is good with Jing and Sha Sha, and not because they are beautiful.

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