A flash of bright silver slashed from top to bottom, followed by a sound. Owari Satake was already on guard, and at this moment he dodged to the side in embarrassment. The man with the knife was relentless, and his steps were steady and measured, approaching him, slashing quickly, and a flash of silver light flashed in front of his eyes, and the sharp blade cut through the air, making a monster's scream. Puff! Owari Satake was careless and was cut on the outside of his arm by the tip of the knife, and his thick felt coat was cut open. He staggered back quickly, touched the cut with some fear, and was relieved when he found that he was not injured. He looked up and saw that it was an old man who came out halfway. The man was tall and strong, wearing an old-fashioned sweater and shirt, jeans, and a pair of shiny leather shoes. His gray hair was covered by an old brown cap, and he wore tortoise-shell reading glasses on his face. He looked at himself with bright eyes and a serious expression. He held a gorgeous samurai sword in his hand, which looked like a sacrificial sword in a shrine. It shone coldly in the streetlight, making people feel cold. The chief priest of Inari Shrine, Iori Miko's grandfather.
Owari Satake thought of the information he had read before, and the strange things in his heart were answered. He had been thinking before, how could a normal parent let a disabled child go to school and come home by himself. Now he has the answer. This old man disguised himself and secretly followed his granddaughter to escort her every day. Owari Satake frowned his broken eyebrows, and the wrinkle between his eyebrows was very obvious. The employer still gave too few people. What can three people do? If there were more people to keep an eye on them, the old man's secret escort should be discovered. This will cause more trouble. Owari Satake took out a boning knife from his bosom, with a reddish-brown stain on the handle that couldn't be washed off. He stared at Iori Tadamichi to prevent him from running away, and shouted. "Come and help me!" Seeing this, the accomplice behind him tore the stray cats off his body, ran back to the van in a panic to get the machete, and chopped a few to death with the knife. The other stray cats tucked their tails and scattered, but they didn't run far away, still squatting not far away and making low threatening roars. After getting rid of the stray cats, the three of them surrounded them with weapons. Iori Tadamichi confronted the three of them, without saying a word, and protected his granddaughter with one hand. He originally wanted to let Iori Miko go first, but he was not sure if the other party had other hands. What if Miko was captured as soon as she left his protection? Iori Miko hid behind her grandfather, her eyes observing the situation around her and behind her, and her other hand groping around her schoolbag. But he missed it. He frowned and looked over, and found that the alarm hanging on the schoolbag was gone. On the other side, Owari Satake didn't want to waste time. Although this street was remote, who knew if someone would come out in the next second. He used the machete in his hand as a flying knife and threw it at Iori Tadamichi. At the same time, he shouted and the three of them attacked together. Iori Tadamichi was tense, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and used the blade to block the machete.
While retreating, he controlled the sword in his hand to make a standard and beautiful slashing action, trying to force the three people back. But his swordsmanship was not superb, and he learned the more ornamental Kagami Shin Akechi-ryu. In addition, he had never fought with real swords and guns in his life, and he was an old man in his seventies or eighties. His physical strength and reaction were extremely limited, and his swordsmanship was not too sharp. He also had to protect Iori Miko. Facing the siege of three habitual murderers, although he barely blocked it by retreating continuously, he seemed a little helpless. Moreover, he was soon forced to retreat to the wall of an alley, with no way to retreat. Behind him, Iori Miko looked at all this with a pale face, and her glass-like eyes contained panic like a frightened deer. What to do, what to do. She pursed her lips tightly, without screaming out of control, but she didn't know what to do. She just leaned on a cane to keep up with her grandfather's pace at any time to avoid affecting him. The next moment, Iori Tadamichi was embarrassed to block the attacks of the other two people and revealed a flaw. Owari Satake seized the opportunity and kicked him in the chest. Iori Tadamichi groaned and took a few steps back to stand against the wall. Iori Miko lost her protection and was completely exposed to the eyes of the three people. From the time they got off the car to now, only less than two minutes had passed. Owari Satake showed a simple smile at the corner of his mouth and reached out to Iori Miko. Iori Tadamichi struggled to stop him, but found it was too late, and his eyes were bloodshot: "Miko! Run!" Iori Miko immediately ran into the alley upon hearing this, but she was too slow with the cane, and Owari Satake caught up with her in two steps. Seeing that she was caught up, she had to throw the cane in her hand at Owari Satake, and her small body fell backwards. Several stray cats gathered around her and growled at Owari Satake. Owari Satake smiled silently, easily blocked the cane thrown over with his arm, picked it up, and approached. "Meow!" The stray cats rushed up in a hive when they saw that they couldn't scare him, trying to stop him from approaching Iori Miko. Owari Satake used the cane as a stick to whip the cats, and the cane made a whining sound in the air, and each time he whipped one or two cats. One cat was even hit in the head, and blood splashed on the spot, lying on the ground twitching. "Run away." Iori Miko crawled backwards using her right hand to support her body, muttering softly. Cat's blood splashed on her little face, Dongquan's misty eyes were covered with mist, and tears fell down her fair face, mixed with blood. The cute little face that seemed to have always been calm, ethereal and curious showed a sad emotion. Iori Miko sobbed and shouted: "Run away!" Iori Miko, who was wearing a white dress, was lying on the ground crying. Not far away, the injured Tadamichi Iori was fighting two gangsters with a knife in the shadow cast by the street lamp. He glanced over here from time to time, feeling extremely anxious. Owari Satake beat several cats to death with a few blows, then walked over and grabbed Iori Miko's hair and lifted her up. He looked at the girl and smiled, the nasolabial folds were very obvious. Iori Miko's hair was pulled painfully by him, and she had to grab his hand with her hands. Her misty eyes stared at the man in front of her with hatred. He was wearing a dirty baseball cap, dressed like a homeless man, and had a broken eyebrow.
He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square face, and heavy bags under his eyes. He looks like a honest and honest middle-aged man. There is a strong fishy odor permeating his body. He is probably a butcher on the beach. Owari Satake didn't say much. He looked at Iori Miko with pure eyes, as if he was observing a fish waiting to be slaughtered. The sharp knife in his hand seemed eager to cut it open somewhere. He carried Iori Miko, looked back at Iori Tadashi, who was still resisting, and said, "Hey, old man, if you don't want her to die, just let her go -" "Evil thief! General Higashino Castle Kichizaemon Sui is here!" A talking dove the size of a raven descended from the sky. His voice was like that of a powerful old man, but his words were like those of a samurai from the Warring States Period. It swooped down at a speed that ordinary people could not react, and its claws with steel luster accurately grabbed Owari Satake's face. Owari Satake hurriedly threw away Iori Miko, covering his face with one hand, and waving the boning knife with the other hand to drive away the pigeon. Suikichi dodged nimbly, and at the same time, his sharp claws scratched Owari Satake's arm until blood dripped from his arm. After the charge, it flew to the side of the alley and stopped on the awning of an izakaya that had not yet opened for business. It laughed three times and said, "How dare you do the same thing with your small skills?" After that, white mist fell like moonlight, Xiuji lowered his head slightly, solemnly and meticulously, as if he was welcoming something. Owari Satake glared at the pigeon monster standing on the awning of the izakaya, but ignored it. It was just a pigeon monster. What could it do except harass it? The important thing now is to bring the person to the employer first, and the five million will be obtained. His hand grabbed Iori Miko again. There will be another chapter later, and the two chapters combined should be about 5,000 words. I can’t hold it anymore, so I’ll take a nap first, and then code today’s update when I wake up. From now on, it will be daily 6,000 updates. Thank you brother Meng for your reward for monthly subscription and recommendation tickets (ω) Please give me a monthly pass, a subscription, a recommendation vote (╰╯) If you guys have some free time, you can give some feedback to your favorite characters!