C116 (1/2)

”Where's the knife?”

The cold voice was like a steel saw cutting through glass, making one's ears hurt.

Duan Hong grinned, baring his white teeth and asked: ”What did you say? I didn't hear you. ”

The man was neither rushed nor impatient, he continued: ”Young man, I don't want to kill an innocent person recklessly. Hand the blade over, and you can leave, and I will let bygones be bygones with regards to Momochi Takano.”

This person's Chinese was very stiff, and the sound of the saw made him very uncomfortable.

Duan Hong thought to himself: Hong Fenghuang said that this time, his Momochi Family had sent him three Jounin for the sake of that blade, and there was even a dozen Jounin s left. It seems to be this group of people.

”Are you talking about the Demonic Knife that Momochi Takano used in the Shura Plains?” Sorry, but according to the Shuro rules, I won against Momochi Takano, and the blade is my spoils of war.

< p > It belongs to me, so I can't give it to you. ”

After Duan Hong finished speaking, he saw that the man's body was suddenly covered by a layer of black Qi, as if thousands of flying insects were scattered all over his body.

He immediately continued, ”Cough cough, don't be anxious about that. Actually, this one is a monk; even though you came from Ue-kok, you should know what a monk is, right? Back then, when Monk Appraisal went to your place, we had a very profound exchange about Buddhist arts. Don't worry! If I say that the knife was stolen, would you believe me? ”

The black aura around that person weakened. ”Youngster, I advise you not to play any tricks. You should know that the blade is not something you can control. Hand it over.” Maybe I can trade something for it. ”

Duan Hong slapped his thigh and said angrily, ”I said you don't believe me, what do you think? That blade was really stolen by someone. Oh right, let me ask you, do you know Hong Fenghuang? ”

From within that person's black mask, two rays of light suddenly shot out. They stopped on Duan Hong's face, as if they were checking to see if he was telling the truth.

Duan Hong said. ”Hong Fenghuang, the boss of the Red Flower Society in the ocean seems to be your Ue-kok People. At first, I thought it was your Momochi Family. Who knows if she is or not, she was the one who stole the blade. That's right, I estimate that the blade has already returned to your country, and she sent it back to someone called Xu Jianguo. ”

The man in black shook his head. ”Youngster, I've already lost my patience with you. If you want to tell me a lie, why bother hiding it with a hundred words?”

< p > ”F * ck me!”

Duan Hong was shocked, thinking: Why does this guy speak like a First Master?

The black-clothed man looked left and right, saying coldly: ”Chinna People always likes to lie. It's also good if this kind of person kills him, we can't let such a potential threat exist.”

< p > Chinna People?

Duan Hong laughed, and thought to himself: Old bastard, do you really think you're some god?

Duan Hong knew that since he had met them today, it would be very difficult to get rid of them. He softly said to Duan Datong who was behind him: ”Fatty, I'll leave the rest to you, I'll deal with the four in front of me.”

After a few short words of conversation, Duan Hong had already sensed that the strength of the four people in front were much stronger than the ones in the back. Other than the person who spoke, the other three people all had gold-colored blades in their hands.

< p > ”Come on!”

Duan Hong bent his body, his hand silently pulling out a dagger from his leg, holding it back in his hand, he stared at the four people in front of him.

The person who spoke earlier disdainfully laughed a few times as his body moved like an illusion, retreating a few steps, ”Yan Na has something to say, he doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. Satou, Takahashi, Watanabe, you three just take him in.”

One of the black-clothed men on the furthest right laughed, and said: ”Brother Satou, Brother Takahashi, this is the first time Watanabe has come to my branch, let me teach him the mysterious Eastern Kung Fu.”

In the next moment after he finished speaking, he leaped high into the air and appeared in front of Duan Hong. With a backhand motion, he drew out his golden battle blade and swung it downwards.

The blade wind was cold and the stench was in the air.

Duan Hong frowned: ”What a vicious and despicable country, to have poison on a blade.”

< p > ”Dang!”