Training the heavens starts with killing pupils

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Xia Bin didn't know what the gambler was thinking, but he did become interested in people at this time.

Although he knew that he still couldn't bring out the role of the other party, since someone wanted to kill him, there must be a reason, and to a large extent it should be because he wanted to kill him.

After inquiring about the other party's Cult, someone asked him to silence him, Xia Bin felt that he might be really righteous this time!

The ninjas behind him didn’t seem to be unprepared to stay if they missed a hit. They turned around and wanted to leave, but the opponent’s speed was not fast enough. Xia Bin caught Kumu and flung his backhand lightly. Time flew back several times the speed.

The poor ninja was pierced through his chest before he even started to escape.

Xia Bin didn’t keep his hand because he knew that the opponent’s skill was only at the mercy of the forbearance. This kind of strength was sent to kill and kill people. It is very likely that he would be a dead man who didn’t know anything. What comes out, there is no need to waste too much time on this guy.

Thinking of this, Xia Bin turned around and looked at the one who was holding his belly again: "Okay, now there are only two of us. Should we talk about your problems?"

The wound in the lower abdomen is deep, but it is not fatal. Of course, the premise is that proper treatment can be obtained. Otherwise, it will cause big problems if it is delayed for a long time. However, Sanjo Jiro has no regard for this. At this time, he has some Scared silly.

He had never experienced such a crazy thing since he was a child. He had made a lot of determination when he was ready to rob himself, but he never thought that things would turn out like this.

"I... I was wrong!" Sanjo Jiro held back for a long time and didn't know what to say, and finally could only spit out these three words to express his feelings at this time.

"I know, but now I want to know why those people want to kill you, or why are you worth their special trip to kill you!" Xia Bin looked at each other with interest.

It's like buying an oven with money, and sending it back for a try and found that the grilling effect is not good, and I was ready to return it. I accidentally discovered that this oven has a microwave oven function!

At this time, Xia Bin just wanted to give it a try. Does this oven have other functions that he doesn't know.

"I don't know! I really don't know!" Sanjo Jiro was almost crying, he wanted to say, how does he know why he was killed, like the one who killed himself, if you want to know you Ask the person who killed yourself!

"I don't know? That means you are of no use to me!" Xia Bin drew the dagger from the opponent's stomach, and the blood immediately flowed out, although there was no splash, which meant it did not hurt the major blood vessels. But even so, there is an extra belly button on the belly, and it doesn't feel good to think about it still bleeding out.

"I..." Sanjo Jiro instinctively understood that when Xia Bin said that he was useless, it might not be a good result for him, but he obviously didn't know how to deal with it because his brain was not enough. I can only hesitate where my mine is.

"Puff!" The dagger plunged into Sanjo Jiro's stomach again. Of course, Xia Bin saw that the other party was not really rebelling, but sometimes people's heads are not good. It is useless for you and him to be in harmony. What he needs is something. It allows him to activate the power of not much brain.

The dagger plunged into the belly again, Sanjo Jiro felt that he might be dying, and under extreme fear and despair, he really thought of something in his mind.

"I know, I know!" Xia Bin drew out the dagger again and said casually, "Tell me."

"I know! Three days ago, it was three days ago..." Sanjo Jiro began to stammer the matter out in a panic.

The thing is like this. Three days ago, Sanjo Jiro, who lost all his fortunes because of a gambling, was the most desperate, and even eating was a problem. At this time, an acquaintance suddenly found him and asked him about a profitable business. Do it or not.

I just lost the gambling all the family property. I was in the most depressed mood. I didn't want to go. But my stomach didn't agree with me, so I went with that friend.

The job is very simple, just go to a place to cheer.

In fact, this kind of work is very common on their side. Most of them are hotels or pubs deliberately creating the illusion that their homes are very crowded and lively in order to fool those foreign tourists, so as to attract the flow of people, but his work this time is quite special. It was not an ordinary hotel, it was more like a gathering of some kind of evil organization, because everyone including him was wearing a special hood and mask, and there was no way to see who the people around him were.

Moreover, the content of the gathering was very monotonous, there was no restlessness, just went to the small single rooms one by one according to the requirements of the people inside, and there were snacks and drinks in them. After eating, he still slept in that small room. After he woke up Seeing that there was a good several hundred taels on the bedside, he took the money and left directly.

To be honest, although the job was a bit weird, he didn't think it had anything to do with his assassination this time, but now that he is forced to be so tight, of course he just said what he thought of!

However, Sanjo Jiro only thought of something to say because he wanted to save his life, but Xia Bin who listened to all this felt something was wrong!

"You mean you didn't do anything there, just slept for a while?" Xia Bin looked suspiciously at the other party and said.

"Yeah! I just slept!" Holding his stomach wound, Sanjo Jiro said with a bitter face: "I can take you to that place, but can I help my blood first, I feel I might be going to die!"

Xia Bin ignored the other party and asked himself: "Then did you feel that something was wrong when you woke up?"

"What's wrong? Wait...you mean?" Sanjo Jiro, who was suffering from a bitter face, was taken aback, and then said with some doubts: "No wonder I feel so unobstructed when I go to the bathroom these days. Even my defecation has improved a lot, could it be..."

Xia Bin looked at this guy who could only be described as disgusting regardless of his appearance and temperament. Xia Bin didn't think anyone would spend money to do that, but what the other party said was indeed a clue, although he didn't know about the Cthulhu Is it relevant, but Xia Bin still asked, "What is the name of the person who introduced you where you are going, and where is it now!"

"His name is Matsumotokawa, one of my neighbors, I can take you to find him!" Sanjo Jiro said hurriedly.