Super Special Forces King

This is the third time that Zhang Feng has come to this country. In fact, Zhang Feng still likes this country very much. It is not because he met Hui Meizi that he likes this country. There are still many things that people like.

Compared to the arrogant people in other places, the people here are much better, and we don't talk about the past here.

But Zhang Feng came here to find the past to settle accounts.

Zhang Feng arrived at the place where his target was, which was actually a small three village, and Emiko knew he was here.

\"How do you know he is here?\"

Zhang Feng and the two walked in this quiet mountain village. The road was very clean, and people passing by would greet them with a smile.

\"I grew up here!\" Emiko said:\"He sold me when I was ten!\"

Zhang Feng seemed to hear something.

\"Next one!\" Zhang Feng took her hand to leave.

Emiko said: "No, Feng, he is a beast. He persecuted many girls besides me in order to sell me!"

\"Ok, then solve him!\"

Zhang Feng understood that this Kumamoto Shiji was her adoptive father, and he sold it when he was ten years old.

\"I don’t know who my biological mother is, but he raised me as a killer since I was a child. He started killing people when I was five years old, and I became his tool of killing!\"

Emiko talked about her past. She started killing at the age of five? It's so horrible, I think she must be very cute when she was a child, so who can think of a cute girl as a killer?

\"My aunt said that I used Mo family swordsmanship, but Kumamoto Zhiji taught me Mo family swordsmanship. Is he also Mo family swordsmanship?" Emiko asked, perhaps also asking herself, Zhang Feng didn’t know. .

Zhang Feng said: \"Just ask him in a while!\"

\"it is good!\"

After a while, Emiko stopped by a ridge and looked at an old man who was working in the field. The old man turned his back to them, but at this time she stopped suddenly.

At this moment Zhang Feng felt danger around him.

It seems that the old man is Kumamoto's second place, he can't see it at all, even Zhang Feng can't see it, the first evil person turned out to be an old man in the field, who would have thought?

Emiko stood there looking at the old man.

The old man turned and walked over, with a smile on his face, looking very kind, but Zhang Feng could feel the murderous intent in his eyes.

He didn't just glance at Zhang Feng and Emiko, then came up, washed the dirt on his feet in the stream, and walked back.

Emiko followed.

Zhang Feng also followed. This scene is very strange. Zhang Feng has already seen figures flashing between the surrounding mountains and houses. It seems that Kumamoto Ikiji is very strong.

Ten minutes later, I walked to a very quiet and simple small courtyard. Kumamoto Sikuji had already walked in. After they entered, dozens of masked people appeared around the small courtyard. They all held the same thing as Emiko's hand. Long sword.

\"what……\"

Someone rushed over at this moment, holding a knife and slashing at Emiko. The momentum was compelling, and the speed was very fast, but in Emiko’s eyes it was so slow, I saw Emiko step forward and then turned sideways. Going to Emiko's side, Emiko took the knife, and the person behind had fallen to the ground, bleeding from his neck, and he was struggling with his hand covering his neck.

Three people came right after, left and right and in front of Emiko. They did not attack Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng stood behind and did not make a move.

They talk about martial arts, and Zhang Feng likes this!

Emiko in the front quickly solved the three people. She stepped on the blood and moved forward. Every step forward, several people fell down. When she reached the steps, there were only four people left.

\"Miss...cough cough...\"

A person died after saying a word, went up the steps, and Zhang Feng followed. The people lying on the ground in the small yard were all dead, all with a sword.

They couldn't get past Emiko's front.

Emiko received the knife and opened the door skillfully. The house was spacious and there were no other furnishings. There was a person kneeling in front of a small table.

He has taken off his shirt, tied a white cloth on his stomach, a short knife on the small table, a bottle of sake and a small wine glass.

Emiko walked in and stood behind him, everything was so quiet, at this moment Emiko seemed to be Kumamoto's subordinate.

Kumamoto Zhiji raised his head and said to Zhang Feng: "Are you a descendant of Zhang Dashan?"

Zhang Feng was a little surprised by such pure Chinese.

\"Yes!\"

\"This moment will always come!\" said Kumamoto Zhiji.

Emiko stood there motionless, with blood dripping from the long knife in her hand, as if she was waiting to drink a fresh blood.

\"Who are you?\" Zhang Feng asked.

Kumamoto Zhiji said: "You are smarter than your father Zhang Dashan. You ask who I am, but I don't know who I am. Maybe you can call me a traitor!"

Zhang Feng was puzzled, he continued: \"I betrayed the Mo family, and betrayed everyone!\"

Sure enough, he is from the Mo family.

"Who are you from the Mo family? What's your name?" Zhang Feng asked.

\"Is this important?\" Kumamoto said:\"Perhaps you are more concerned about her name, right? She is Mo Zihui, yes, she is the Mo family, the daughter of the current Patriarch of the Mo family, you are very lucky boy, You are a lucky one!\"

Mo Zihui still stood there without any expression.

Said Kumamoto Shuji took a sip of the wine on the table, sprayed it on the short knife, the tip of the short knife was facing his stomach, and it stabbed into his stomach decisively, and then slashed to the left, blood and intestines came out , Staring at Zhang Feng tightly with a pair of eyes, smiling with pain.

Mo Zihui stepped forward and took the knife down, and the head on Kumamoto's neck rolled down. Zhang Feng was shocked and witnessed such a calm death for the first time.

This may be his best destination. Mo Zihui will end his pain, and the sword will be fast!

Mo Zihui's knife was regarded as repaying his nurturing grace, no matter what, Mo Zihui was also raised by him.

Many people came outside, Zhang Feng stood up and went out, the yard was full again.

\"Miss, you surrender!\" said a middle-aged man headed coldly.

Zhang Feng noticed a chrysanthemum embroidered on their chests.

Mo Zihui, standing behind Zhang Feng, said: "Do you still want me to cut your belly?"

He speaks Japanese, but Zhang Feng can understand. Zhang Feng has learned a lot when he first came to this country.

\"Up...\" The middle-aged man gave orders without hesitation, and rushed up.

Zhang Feng said: \"Leave it to me next!\"

\"Good!\" Mo Zihui took a step back and gave the place to Zhang Feng.