I Have 48 Hours a Day

At this moment in this room, there are not only more than 20 warriors from the Satsuma ancestors in Changzhou, but also Nakamura, who is known as the beheaded man.

Zhang Heng only has a rib, and no matter how good his knife is, he will be hard to beat with his four fists.

In addition, Zhang Heng also considered the possibility of holding hostages. Among them, the highest value is undoubtedly the leader of the Changzhou fan, and the important figure of the downside party Takasugi. Although he seems to have few days to live, Zhang Heng can only Putting a knife holder on his neck can make a room of people afraid to move.

But Nakamura Hanjiro, who is close to Takasugi and his inseparable presence, apparently exists to cope with this situation. Nakamura Hanjiro sat there. Although he didn't say a word like a stone, Zhang Heng felt his attention has been Never left me.

This is also a normal thing. Only Zhang Heng and Gabriel belong to the "own people" of the curtain in the house. Compared with Zhang Heng with a knife, the French businessman looks harmless. Even idiots can see who is threatening.

Of course, Zhang Heng's knife is fast, faster than most people think.

If Zhang Heng suddenly fought against Takasugi Jin, Nakamura Banjiro may not be able to protect Takasugi Jinsaku, but Zhang Heng's goal is not to kill Takasugi Jinsaku. If he really cuts Takasugi Jinsho, he will really kill Ma Honeycomb. Now, no one in this room will let him go.

No one is afraid of one by one. However, in such a small space, if so many people are swarmed up, the situation will undoubtedly become very dangerous.

Since Takasugi was unable to succeed, Zhang Heng could only be the second best. He tried to use a French businessman around him as a shield. The downside no doubt did not want Gabriel to die here. The diplomatic troubles are not discussed first. The most important thing is As soon as Gabriel died, no one helped them bring weapons and troops into Kyoto.

However, on the other hand, they also need to consider the troubles caused by the news that Gao Shan Jin Zuo is alive if Zhang Heng is left alive.

After knowing this news, Tokugawa Keiji would have guessed that the sectarians were ready to deal with his shogun general. Even if he was stupid, he would definitely not run to Kyoto to run the risk. In addition, he would see the group and the new group. The assassins who are responsible for the assassination will most likely be impatient, and the Ikeda incident cannot be guaranteed to repeat itself.

Zhang Heng has never been a habit of giving his life to others to make decisions.

If these samurai warriors choose to fight to lose Gabriel's life and leave him, Zhang Heng will not be surprised.

After all, although the person in charge of transportation is difficult to find, the loss of a collaborator is more acceptable than the entire plan is exposed.

Therefore, Zhang Heng has made up his mind. In any case, retreat to an open space outside the house so that he can take the initiative regardless of whether the fight is fleeing or not. When the transaction comes to half, the two sides will finalize the big framework and prepare When the details were further improved, Zhang Heng said that he needed to be more convenient.

Gao Shanjin nodded and agreed, and joked with him that it was dark outside and made him careful not to fall into the latrine.

Except for Nakamura Banjiro ’s face that has been unchanged for thousands of years, everyone smiled when he heard it. The atmosphere looked harmonious. The French businessman also patted Zhang Heng's shoulders and expressed satisfaction with his service tonight. To give him processing money, only Takeuchi was still in the corner alone, not knowing what to think.

Zhang Heng got up, pushed the barrier door, and walked outside. When the barrier door was closed behind him, Zhang Heng was the maid who had stopped in the courtyard before seeing it again.

She stood in the darkness holding a lantern, like a ghost, looking at Zhang Hengdao. "The cottage is on the other side."

"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 ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ 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! "