Chapter 281 He is different
The person who came was obviously a higher-level being than the horse-faced lazy man. He had a better navy blue martial arts uniform. He was strong and strong. He had a samurai sword on his waist and held his neck high. When he saw the horse-faced lazy man’s death, He couldn't help but angrily rebuked:
“You bastard, you let a kid kill you.
Capture them and present them to Brother Puhua! "
The leader, who was wearing a navy blue martial arts uniform and carrying a sword at his waist, saw Ichimaru Gin and Rangiku following Haier, and thought that these children had gathered to take revenge.
They have captured many children recently, and many have escaped, but this is the first time they have seen one who dared to come back and kill someone. These children are so lawless that even Puhuashe dares to resist.
"Yes, Brother Dongdu!" The five of them answered quickly, crossed over to Dongdu, and began to act separately.
The two walked towards Haile, twisting their necks and grinning ferociously.
Two of them walked towards Ichimaru Gin, and one walked towards Rangiku.
They don't take this seriously.
As for Jingbian who was killed before, they all regarded him as Jingbian's stupidity.
How could a normal adult be killed by a child? This stupid man must have been attacked by a sneak attack, unable to react, and then killed.
They were not being attacked by a sneak attack now. There were several children on the other side. It was easy to deal with the children.
Seeing the five people approaching, Haier bent down and stretched out his hand to pull out the ribs of Haier's neck. Two people who were obviously planning to catch Haier's eyes lit up immediately, and they quickly took long strides and ran two steps to the front of Haier. , stretched out his foot and kicked towards Haile who lowered his head.
"ah!
"
He stretched out his foot to kick Haer, and suddenly screamed. Haer did not kick Haer, but Haer easily dodged it. The ribs he held in his hand reflected the scarlet color of the blood and the cold light of the ribs in the sunlight.
The clean ribs danced between Haer's fingers, like butterflies flying through them, breaking the hamstrings of the man who stretched out his legs, and blood splashed in the air.
He covered his feet, screamed with fear on his face, fell to the ground, and cried bitterly.
The other person was so frightened that he retracted his foot before he could even kick it out.
What just happened?
He seemed to see a flash of sword light shining in the sun. His companion's hamstring was severed, and he covered his foot and screamed.
He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and the clothes on his back were wet and sticky.
Haer picked it up with his fingers, and the ribs flew from his fingers back to the palm of his hand. He was holding it, with a dull face. He didn't look like a child who had just killed a person and broken an adult man's hamstrings.
Everyone looked at each other and finally realized that this was no ordinary child, different from the children they had suppressed with ease before.
At least the technique of using a rib to break their companion's hamstrings as described lightly in one hand is not something they possess.
Dong Du watched from behind and couldn't help but be surprised. His fingers couldn't help but grasp the handle of the knife hanging at his waist.
He felt that this child seemed to have the temperament of a swordsman who was indifferent to life. He had only seen the supreme will in those powerful swordsmen who had experienced hundreds of battles.
The four of them no longer dared to separate their forces to catch Ichimaru Gin and Rangiku, and dispersed faintly. Those with weapons took out their ribs or daggers, surrounded Haile, and slowly approached.
When they were only a few people away, when the four wanted to attack, several rocks hit their faces, causing them to yell angrily: "You bastards."
Seeing that Haile was about to be surrounded and attacked, Ichimaru Gin and Rangiku quickly picked up the stones on the ground and threw them at the four of them.
It's a pity that without Haier's stone-throwing skills, it would only cause a little trouble for the four of them.
It was only after he started throwing stones that he realized how accurate and terrifying Hall's throwing skills were. Gin Ichimaru felt deeply that Hall had a mysterious power.
He didn't think these four people could cause any harm to Haier, but he was still happy to give Haier a chance of winning off the court.
"Run!" Rangiku shouted while throwing stones.
She just ate a persimmon cake, regained some strength, and walked with Haile for another two or three kilometers. She was already exhausted, and the stones she threw were not accurate and could only cause a little trouble.
"No need."
Haile shook his head, followed the few stones they threw, stepped under his feet, and entered the attack range as if he was gliding back and forth. When they were so frightened that they waved their weapons randomly, he scratched the two of them with his ribs. abdomen.
It's not that I don't want to cut my throat directly, but it's a matter of height. It's most convenient and simple to cut my throat.
The linen clothes on the abdomens of the two men were torn open, and the flesh and blood were turned out. Intestines gushed out from the wounds, along with the blood, which could not be stopped.
"No, my intestines, intestines." The two of them threw away their weapons in fear, covered their stomachs, and desperately stuffed their intestines back in. They cried and stuffed them anxiously, and their faces became paler.
The remaining two people subconsciously stepped back a few steps, their faces frightened and the weapons in their hands trembling uncontrollably.
They were just frightened by the stones and narrowed their eyes, but two of them were disemboweled. What kind of magical steps and sword skills were this?
"stop!"
Watanabe could see clearly from behind that this little boy had unpredictable steps and simple, sharp, and deadly sword skills, which were completely beyond the ability of his gangsters to deal with.
His face was solemn, his neck held high, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth:
"I don't know where you learned the sword skills and steps to be able to hurt these stupid losers."
He walked forward slowly, with a swordsman's intimidating will and sharp eyes as sharp as the peak of a sword, and slowly drew out the katana on his waist.
The katana blade regularly shines with beautiful forging patterns.
"But you have no chance of winning against this cherry blossom that is longer than your ribs, my body is stronger than yours, and I have more profound sword skills."
Dongdu's eyes exuded sharp eyes, and he held a samurai sword named Yingluo in both hands, with the fierce aura of a swordsman.
The two gangsters who were not injured couldn't help but step out of the way when they heard the sonorous words of their Dongdu boss and his unparalleled swordsmanship. They watched the Dongdu boss rush forward with a sword and cheered: "Dongdu boss,... Show this little bastard how good he is."
"Well done to the Dongdu boss, cut off his hands and feet to avenge the brothers."
When Ichimaru Gin and Rangiku saw the opponent's boss holding a katana, they rushed towards Haile with great momentum. For a moment, their hearts were tense and their breathing stopped.
Obviously, this boss is different from these little gangsters.
Sudden.
A flash of silver light, like the light of a flying fairy from outside the sky, flashed from Haier's hand and shot towards Dongdu's neck.
The ribs penetrated Dongdu's neck straight.
Dongdu's whole body, carrying the invincible power of the swordsman, couldn't stop his forward momentum and fell to the ground, sliding to Haier's feet and dying.
Haier bent down, picked up the cherry blossoms, and looked at the two dumbfounded gangsters.
