v2 Chapter 114： Garden blood battle (3) (2/2)

”Thank you, but I want to go out and take a breath.” Zhang Hengdao.

When the maid heard the words, she was indifferent, but just repeated it in a tone without emotion. ”The cottage is on the other side. If you suddenly don't want convenience, please go back to the house. It will be cold in April and be careful.”

As if Zhang Heng hadn't heard her warning, she smiled and stepped on the ground in the courtyard.

The maid sighed. After all, a complex look passed over the deserted face. ”I'm afraid you don't know the meaning of this step.”

”No, I only heard for the first time that the tea house is only allowed in and out.” Zhang Heng said as he walked towards the maid.

”This is really ... regrettable.” The maid shook her head, a pair of small hands held on the handle, and then looked at Zhang Heng's eyes and said, ”The responsibility, please forgive me.”

Immediately after her words fell, a sharp knife rushed towards Zhang Heng's neck.

The man who attacked Zhang Heng originally stood on the long tile of the tea house. It was quiet like a black cat. Until Zhang Heng took the step representing death, he suddenly fell from the sky ~~ At the same time, the fastest use The speed made this cut.

This is the Assassin's Night Sword, silent, just like death itself, and perhaps mixed with Ninjutsu from Jia Fei, it is invincible.

The blade in his hand was about to touch Zhang Heng's neck, but in the next moment, a rib that did not know where to come out first penetrated his chin first, and then kept on, and the blade came from the top of his head. Emerging, with mottled blood, also made the fear in his eyes freeze.

The ribs donated by Chiyose parents are really good knives, even if they are sharper than some famous knives.

Then the veil on the attacker's face slipped, and Zhang Heng recognized him, or it would be more appropriate to call her.

It turned out to be a geisha dancing in the house before.

Sure enough, this is a secret stronghold in Kyoto, and those seemingly tender geishas are just like dead girls in front of them.

”This is trouble.” Zhang Heng also sighed.

The area of ​​Youji Tea House is not small, and there are also many geishas and waiters in it. If they are all dead men from the curtain, then Zhang Heng may be lively tonight, but now it is not possible to turn around and go back. There are also a lot of samurai inside, and there is also a person who cuts Nakamura Banjiro. In contrast, the outside is wide enough to allow him to exercise.

The waitress who saw the death of her companion in front of the lantern was indifferent, perhaps in order to repay Zhang Heng who rescued her self-discipline before. She did not immediately pull out the knife and rushed over, but just stood still and waited for Zhang Heng grabbed the knife that had been inserted in the yard before.

”Jiuwen Gion's name came here for the first time, but I didn't expect that the guests would still need to kill it by themselves, bad reviews.” Zhang Heng said as he pulled out the sword, ”Since this, everyone who wants to die comes up! ”