The enemy knife Yaoer [comprehensive comics]

While the dagger was thinking, suddenly there was a shout from the front of the hall.Raising his head, he saw a man in heavy wooden clogs running towards this side with an anxious expression on his face. He didn't wait to catch his breath after seeing Dagger's face, and heard him stumbling and saying.

"Mom told you to go over quickly, there are important things!"

important things……?

Dagger raised his eyebrows, glanced across the street where more and more people gathered, stood up silently and followed the man away.

Followed the man out of the main hall, and went all the way to the other courtyard, the dagger didn't remember the route when he was led during the day, only vaguely noticed that the Japanese room here seemed to be much better decorated than the other courtyard, and walked in front The man stopped suddenly in front of a Japanese room.

The man knelt down on the corridor slowly, facing the room, and whispered in a unique tone: "Mom."

There seemed to be some movement in the house, and the dagger leaned on the side pillar to listen carefully to the voices inside, and vaguely heard the rough voice of a man and the charming laughter of Mama Sang.

The door was slowly opened from the inside, and Mama Sang leaned down to the person inside, and then closed the door gently.It wasn't until the conversation inside resumed that she stood up and pulled the dagger aside, and said in a low voice.

"After a while, you will go in with the geisha who came over."

Dian Dao froze for a moment, then suddenly raised his head to look at Mama Sang.

She continued in a calm voice: "There are warriors from the Satsuma clan, all at the cadre level. They asked you to serve wine by name. I have already declined in other words. You just need to sit on the sidelines when you go in later." " Mom Sang said solemnly: "Don't do strange things, those desperadoes are not something we can mess with!"

Seeing that Dian Dao was thinking about something with his eyes downcast, Mom Sang quickly tugged on his clothes to bring him back to his senses.

Dian Dao couldn't help but move in his heart. If he was a samurai, he would wear a sword with him. He originally planned to go to the back kitchen in the middle of the night to steal a kitchen knife as a weapon. Now, the opportunity came to him.

Dagger looked up at her thoughtfully, seemed to hesitate for a moment, then nodded slowly to her to express his understanding.

Seeing this, Mama Sang patted him on the shoulder, turned her head, and whispered something to the geisha who came from the other end of the corridor. It was an unfamiliar tone, and it was a bit difficult to listen directly. They When I lowered my voice, I couldn't understand it even more, but I guess it was to make them pay attention to etiquette, and maybe some things like making them hold the dagger.

As soon as Mama-san left, several geisha walked into the Japanese room one by one, followed by the short knives and swept them quietly at the men who looked like samurai sitting in the room. After a while, they found swords beside them.

Dian Dao Xin was overjoyed and a little relieved, as expected, he always felt restless without a sword in his hand, and he will never dislike his ugly sword again.

Seeing the geishas approaching each guest one after another, smiling slightly and skillfully holding the wine cup, the dagger quietly looked at it, thought for a moment, and finally sat behind a geisha with a face that was a little drunk man around.

Mom Sang said that he doesn't need to serve wine, he just needs to sit next to him. Although the sight of people in the room makes him feel uncomfortable, it is better than sitting in front of the hall facing the street anyway.

The dark eyes moved in the eye sockets, and the short knife swept everyone in the room one by one, except for one or two men who occasionally cast their eyes here and there, everyone else was drinking happily, but there was a man with short dark blonde hair The man sitting alone in the corner of the banquet drinking wine quietly, the atmosphere around him was completely out of tune with this place.

The quieter the person, the easier it is to be in danger. Dagger squinted his eyes and watched him calmly for a while, seeing that the man was just enjoying the food in front of him in silence, as if he had no interest in this side at all, Dagger hesitated for a moment, Slowly withdrew his gaze.

The probing gaze suddenly disappeared, and the man in the corner paused slightly with his chopsticks, and then slowly picked up the wine cup on the table.

The man with short dark blond hair raised his crimson eyes, his sharp gaze passed over the arm holding the wine cup, and landed gently on the black-haired boy sitting behind a man with his head bowed.The broken hair on the boy's forehead covered his face, making it impossible to distinguish his expression. The feeling of being surrounded by him made the boy look more peaceful and harmless, but if one ignored him, he seemed to be moving toward the sword placed by the man beside him. As far as the body is concerned, it is true.

Kazama Chikage slowly retracted her gaze, looked down at the wine cup in her hand, the sake that was full in the cup swayed slightly, and then disappeared.The man suddenly let out a sneer, picked up the wine cup and drank it down.

The dagger, who didn't notice the movement in the corner at all, was concentrating on moving his body carefully, and kept his whole body in a state of vigilance.

Once he picked up the sword next to the man, he had to rush out of the Japanese room immediately before everyone could react.This is the second floor. After rushing out, he will definitely collide with some tourist geishas in the corridor and waste some time. Before the screams of these people reach the entrance of the restaurant and alarm the thugs in the store, he must have appeared in the street Otherwise, this operation will definitely fail!

Feeling the unique hard and cold touch of weapons with his fingertips, the dagger closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths quietly, and began to gather strength under his legs.

Exhaling the last gasp of turbid air, the dagger opened his eyes instantly, grabbed the sword and turned around abruptly.

"what--!!!"

puff--

Suddenly a scream from the corridor outside interrupted the action of the dagger in an instant, the dagger spurted out a mouthful of old blood (fake), and looked at the corridor with dead eyes.

"What happened?!"

The exclamation instantly dispelled the original cheerful atmosphere in the room, and the people in the room quickly sobered up and stood up, and walked outside the room one after another.

"..." Dagger quietly looked at the sword held by the man beside him, his expression changed several times and finally twisted into a ball.

The samurai have all quit the Japanese room, and it is not a wise choice to be involved in the commotion here, and they seem to have plans to leave.

The room was instantly emptied, the dagger sniffed, and slammed into the hard tatami.

"As a geisha, don't you know how to serve wine for guests?"

The dagger moved his fingers, raised his head and looked at the man in the corner, and saw that he was slowly tearing open the paper with the tip of bamboo chopsticks and placing it in a delicate small dish, as if he was not affected by the commotion outside at all. It's not a big fish.

...you are still here.

Dagger rolled his eyes indecently while lying on the tatami.

You really made a profit, the fish in this room are all yours, so don’t eat so sparingly, he won’t snatch it from you.

I didn't expect the person who looked very majestic to be so stingy, and let him continue to accompany him after everyone ran away. You think it's a charge-by-point fee.

Dagger curled his lips quietly and got up from the tatami.The commotion outside the house was still going on, and there was a roar from time to time. This kind of situation was actually not uncommon here, but it would still cause panic no matter what.

But it became a good time for the dagger to escape.

It would be even better if there were weapons.

Dagger frowned, pondered for a moment, and suddenly glanced at the sword lying quietly on the tatami beside the dark blonde short-haired man from the corner of his eye, hesitated for a moment, and slowly rubbed over.

He was sitting on the side where the sword was placed. The man raised his crimson eyes to give him a faint look, and picked up the wine cup.

"..." I know I'm pretending to be a master here, and I'll see how your wife treats you when you get home!

The dagger pursed his lips, picked up the warm wine on the table with one hand, and poured it in directly. However, because the rim of the wine cup here is a little lower than that of ordinary wine cups, the wine in the small wine pot poured down completely. Unable to contain it, most of it spilled out of the cup, soaking the man's dark robe.

Dagger didn't do it on purpose, he really doesn't know how to pour wine, Tai Tai and Tai Dao rarely drink alcohol, even if they occasionally drink a glass, they won't ask him to pour wine, not to mention that the utensils here are not at all what he has seen before, so it is inevitable I couldn't control my strength.

The strong smell of wine wafted from the man's soaked hands, the dagger was stunned, and subconsciously grabbed something from the side and wiped it on his hands.Kazama Chikage looked at the cushion in his hand, and suddenly the corner of her eye twitched slightly. With a wave of her big hand, she stopped the movement of the short knife, frowned deeply and began to clean up the wine in her hand.

The short knife was pushed aside and he was stunned. His palms rubbed against the tatami and it hurt, but the hard touch from his fingertips made him curl his lips silently.

The man was still dealing with his robe with a displeased face, blinked his dagger, and sat quietly on the spot. The next second, he grabbed the sword and rushed towards the door.

The moment he moved, he felt a gust of wind suddenly appearing in his ears, followed by a strong force appearing out of thin air, grabbing the robe behind him that was dragging slightly to the floor.The body that was rushing forward with all its strength was blocked, and immediately fell unsteadily to the ground, the side of the face hit the ground abruptly, and immediately drew several red marks, but the short knife had no time to take care of this, and quickly turned around to face the people behind. A side kick.

The leg that was swept with all its strength was easily blocked by someone, and the dagger was held bare. The exposed ankle, immediately aware of the gap between the two, struggled weakly with the dagger, and raised its eyes fiercely. stare at the man.

"It's ridiculous that a mere geisha wants to make small moves in front of my eyes. But as a human being, your ability to respond is admirable."

Chikage Kazama sneered in a low voice, "It's a pity that no matter what, you can't get rid of the arrogance of human beings."

As he spoke, he suddenly and slowly increased the strength he was holding on the slender ankle of the dagger, and the dagger's painful breathing suddenly stagnated. He gritted his teeth and raised his other leg to kick Kazama Chikage's head with killing intent. But he just raised his arm, and took the blow abruptly.

"Oh?" Kazama Chikage slightly moved the arm that was hit hard, and suddenly bursts of tingling pain came from there.With a hint of interest in his eyes, Kazama Chikage stretched out a hand and clasped the dagger's neck. A golden bell tied with a black string was tied above the boy's neck, and it was ringing non-stop at this moment.

He paused for a while, and the man opened his mouth slightly as if he wanted to say something, however, his eyes suddenly paused in the process of moving up.

The chin was suddenly squeezed hard, and something slashed across the wound on the side of the face, which was a little hot.The man with short dark blond hair above looked at him silently, wondering what he was thinking about, and vaguely felt that the grip on his ankle had become looser, the look of the dagger changed, and he immediately took the opportunity to kick the man from the restraint.

The man seemed to let the dagger get his hand because of the momentary absence, but he reacted quickly and immediately stretched out his hand to grab the dagger.

The dagger nimbly dodged aside as if expected, and then gnawed hard on the man's wrist, biting his skin directly.

A trace of blood overflowed from the lips, staining the already red lips even more red.He bit down so hard that his teeth ached, but he managed to make the man frowned and snorted, and retreated behind him.

Seeing this, the short knife immediately picked up the sword that fell in the corner from the ground, and with a sudden force under his leg, it shot out like a feathered arrow.

The half-open door of the Japanese room was knocked a little crooked, and screams sounded one after another from the corridor not far away. Chikage Kazama stood in the center of the room with a gloomy expression, her left hand resting on her wrist that kept bleeding out, she was silent for a long time, and suddenly spoke road.

"Sky fog."

Suddenly, a tall man with maroon short hair appeared out of nowhere in the room.

"Go get him back."

"Do you want to take it back?" Tianwu Jiushou repeated in a deep voice.

Kazama Chikage glanced at him, narrowed her crimson eyes, and said coldly.

"Go quickly."

"Yes."