Chapter 630 - Unexpected (2/2)

Both Miyazaki Ronjin and Asou Shuyao bowed slightly to express their sincere apology.

“Humph!”

Koizumi Junichiro snapped and strode in.

The priest followed closely behind.

To pay respects in a shrine, one needed to clean one’s hands, and it was symbolic of cleansing one’s soul. The practice was for the priest to scoop water with a ladle and pour it over both hands of Koizumi Junichiro first. Koizumi Junichiro would receive the water with his left hand to rinse his mouth. After spitting the water in his mouth, he would use the remaining water from the ladle to wash his left hand. Finally, he would wash the handle of the ladle before putting it back.

Then, he would proceed to the bell and ring it three times, keeping sincere thoughts in his mind, before respectfully placing an offering of money into the donation box, and ending the custom with two deep bows.

The priest would witness and assist the entire process.

BOOM!

Suddenly, a deafening blast came from outside the building. An explosion had occurred on the ground a dozen meters away from the Haiden Hall, causing a swirling cloud of dust and debris.

SWOOSH.

Every police officer in the Haiden drew their guns and was on high alert.

“Is Xiao Han here?”

Koizumi Junichiro was shocked by the explosion, but he soon calmed down. There were three hundred men from the Self-Defense Force outside, after all, and Xiao Luo would be digging his own grave if he dared to attempt the assassination here. He had nothing to worry about, he thought.

“I’m not sure, but I’ll check.”

Miyazaki Ronjin did not trust the Self-Defense Force, so he shouted at the police officers in the hall, “Protect the governor!”

He then turned around and ran out quickly.

After he had left the Haiden Hall, the priest, assisting Koizumi Junichiro, suddenly transformed, and he emanated an aura of savage bloodlust. With no warning, he thrust his shaku into Koizumi Junichiro’s throat like a sharp sword, piercing through his neck.

SWISH!

Koizumi Junichiro stared at the shaku as it pierced through his neck. Blood oozed out of his nose and mouth, and when he looked up at the priest again, he saw the eyes of a wolf.

He was not the priest, but Xiao Han, the thousand-faced killer!

“Governor!”

Asou Shuyao and the police officers were all shocked, for none of them had expected that Xiao Luo could have known the ritual of worship. He even deceived the fingerprint recognition system they had put in place. How could this be possible? How did he pass the fingerprint test?

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The police officers squeezed their triggers and immediately fired at Xiao Luo, sending a hail of bullets toward him and turning the hall into a battleground.

Xiao Luo evaded the shots and seemed to waltz through the hail of bullets effortlessly. He leaped into the air and chopped down at the police officers with his bare hands, knocking them out unconscious, all within three seconds.

“Xiao Han, you will pay for this!”

Asou Shuyao pulled out two daggers from her sleeves and bounded toward Xiao Luo. Being a martial artist belonging to the Asou family, she had mastered the technique of Divine Slaying Sword Skill. She could also apply this technique to daggers.