The blade pierces the body.

Draw out.

A bodyguard from the island country screamed in pain and slowly leaned back, covering his abdomen, revealing a black cloth cover standing there, wearing a Guan Gong Peking Opera mask on his face.

"Xia Yi...he really dares to come here like this."

Dongfang Xu and Chen Sha led the members of the action team to the middle of the convoy. When they said this, more than a dozen island people around had gathered together. The man with short white hair and a bald middle-aged man were guarding both sides of the luxury car in the middle. Another supernatural man, a Japanese woman in a camouflage uniform, turned her head, looked at the figure holding a knife in front of her, and walked over with several people.

"Don't go there without permission!" Dongfang Xu shouted loudly, turned his head to Hasegawa Raikawa in the car window and shouted: "Call your people back. If the Japanese dare to take action on this land again, believe it or not, I will catch you now."

Hasea Raikawa sat in the car, but turned his head slightly, moved his lips a few times, as if saying, "I can't hear..."

But it just doesn't mean to open the door.

"Fuck... Japanese." Dongfang Xu couldn't help but curse, then pulled the gun bolt to greet the team members behind him and surrounded him. "Concentrate all the Japanese outside around this car, don't let them make trouble."

Chen Sha nodded and turned around and ordered someone nearby, "Notify the Zhi brothers to go to the front with the team leader."

Just as they made arrangements and quickly moved closer to the front, the Japanese woman was almost approaching the person wearing Guan Gong's mask. As she walked, she looked at the other person, and her aura gradually condensed.

The corners of his mouth were raised: "Chinese, you are dressed very well."

This sentence is Japanese.

On the other side, Guan Gong's eyes were sunk behind the mask, and he snorted. The Tang Heng knife, which was slightly dripping from his hand, was still dripping with blood, and then slowly lifted it up.

The Japanese girl walking in front stopped alertly, and her fingers bent under her cuffs.

The moment when the atmosphere solidifies.

The next second, the masked man standing there suddenly turned around and ran wildly with a knife in his arms. His handsome back made the Japanese girl stunned. Even the commuter bureau members such as Dongfang Xu and Chen Sha who rushed over were a little confused, and then continued to chase him.

The Japanese girl let go of her palm, glanced at Dongfang Xu and others who were rushing towards her, and snorted coldly: "This is the Chinese..." She walked back with her slightly flat chest.

Hasegawa Raikawa of the middle convoy asked him to quickly change into spare tires, and at the same time his subordinates restrained his companion's bodies and notified the embassy to come and settle them.

"The more you are, the more you need to be careful, and you must not let the commuter bureau leave us with any excuses."

While the old man was speaking, Yu Guangli saw a black bird falling on the edge of the green belt to comb his feathers. Then the bird turned his head and looked at Hasegawa Raikawa, who was also looking at the car window.

A hoarse and short voice suddenly came out.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

...

In the distance, when I turned around the street, a man wrapped in black cloth got into the silver-gray car, pulled down his mask, dense sweat dripping, and gasping for breath.

"I almost couldn't come back... I almost lost my life for a few hundred dollars."

What was revealed was Ma Bang's sweaty face.

...

In front of the convoy, everyone in the commuter bureau chased after about fifteen meters. Dongfang Xu suddenly stopped and said, "No... That Xia couldn't just run like this."

In the air, branches sounded.

"No, please lure the tiger away from the mountain! Xia Yi is nearby."

He turned around suddenly, and in his sight, the first green belt that was flushed by the Yanyue Knife, was in the same position that Ma Bang rushed out before, and the branches above swayed, and the leaves fell down.

The Japanese woman walking back raised her head and met her face. A figure silently rushed out of the strong green tree. In her diving posture, she pushed the handle of the knife with her thumb.

Tang Heng Knife. Cutting Skill.

The sword light shone in the eyes of people like lightning, flashing past the woman, startling the crow on the roadside, flapping its wings and flying out.

"Xia Yi——"

Dongfang Xu roared, and Chen Sha next to him quickly grabbed him, and the people from the commuter bureaus around him quickly raised their guns and aimed at them.

In the convoy, Hasea Laichuan, Chen Yaozu, two other superpowers outside the car and the bodyguards of the surrounding island countries had noticed the sudden change, and the old man was almost about to stand up in the car.

"Fujiwara Joka..."

The owner of the name he was talking about was standing stiffly near the first car in front of him. His right wrist was almost slanted, and a little flesh was hanging. His chest was also slashed, which just split the pattern of the Sunrise Flag into two.

Fujiwara Joka began to step back. When she leaned against the car window, her slender blade inserted into her chest and pierced the car window.

"Everyone..."

He blew across the long street, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, Xia Yi lightly drooped the blade, and there was a knife of the same style around his waist. The breeze stroked the shirt. He turned his face slightly and looked at the commuter station with a gun over there, and a cold voice rang out.

"... Since you have to abide by the rules and not do anything to these Japanese people, why not let them solve the problem for me. If it really happens to be a diplomatic incident, just push it on me. Anyway, I am also a wanted criminal, and I will not suppress my debts..."

The blade was pulled out of the woman's chest and the body sat down the car door.

A crow fell on his shoulder, and Xia Yi's lips smiled: "…..How about it?"

"Nonsense..." Dongfang Xu glared at him. Before he could finish speaking, Chen Sha, the deputy team leader beside him, snatched the words.

"You are a wanted criminal at the commuter bureau, and the islander Mr. Hasea Raikawa, who is on the opposite side, is legally in and out of the country. How can we watch him die at your hands?"

Xia Yi looked at him for a moment and nodded: "Well, it makes sense. If you say so, are other Japanese people legal?"

"I haven't said that." Chen Sha turned his head and shouted to the team members who originally belonged to him: "People should pay attention, Xia Yi is a criminal, so he can't let him escape, block the surroundings."

"......what are you doing!" Dongfang Xu grabbed his collar, "The Japanese don't have guns, they will all be killed!"

On the opposite side, Chen Sha smiled, then broke away from his hand, his voice pressing very low: "Then what are you using to stop them from leaving the country? Now is the best opportunity! Other islanders, do some tricks on their IDs, and all of them will be illegally entered. Only one Hassei Raichuan is left, and there is no way to make waves."

In the distance, Xia Yi withdrew his gaze from the confrontation.

He shook the blade, threw out a few drops of blood, returned to the sheath with his backhand, and walked towards the island people opposite him.

"I'm sorry, since I was a child, I heard my grandfathers talk about you in China. I don't like you very much... So, be careful, I'm going to kill you now."

...

In the car, Chen Yaozu's body was trembling a little. He had seen the other party rushing down from the tree before, but he couldn't see how the knife was shot.

This is him... he is a martial arts movie... he wants to.

Hasea Raikawa pressed his hands on his knees, staring at the figure walking towards him, and he could actually hear the other person's words, and he roared in a low and hoarse roar.

"I will be responsible for the disputes caused by killing him!"

The psychics on both sides of the car looked at each other and strode towards each other, speeding faster and faster.

The leaves fell in the wind, and on Xia Yi's shoulders, the crow seemed to feel something and flapped his wings and flew up.

Next second.

The figure with his thumb pushes the hilt of the knife, and in a few steps, his body bows and turns into a white afterimage.
Chapter completed!