Chapter 255 Jack the Ripper "This Smith is really mysterious. I looked in several newspapers and couldn't even find a clear picture of his face."
"You never saw him when you were a patrolman before?" Yin Xiu asked.
Haruyo wiped his hands and said: "I had just graduated from the police academy at that time, and I was still patrolling the streets. Why don't you meet me? You don't think I can get in touch with someone at that level, do you? I can't even salute. me."
As he spoke, he glanced at Yin Xiu again and said, "Speaking of which, you are quite skilled. Do you often do some side jobs after get off work?"
click!
Yin Xiu turned her wrist slightly, and the heavy security door in front of the two people opened with a sound, revealing a gap.
After putting the screwdriver in his hand back into his pocket, Yin Xiucai said: "It's already slow. This door is not that easy to open."
Seeing Haruyo's face looking a little strange, he added, "Why, you want to arrest me and reform me?"
"Pick! I have nothing to do when I'm free?"
Haruyo put on his monocle, opened the door and walked in.
They were currently on the fifth floor of the Yuntian Commercial Building. After bypassing the sleepy security guards, they went straight up the fire stairs and arrived here in a short while.
As soon as they opened the door, what appeared in front of them was what those high-end office spaces looked like: spacious, luxurious, and with distinct areas.
It was pitch dark here at the moment, with only some luminous objects in the corners lighting up, acting as night lights of limited effect.
Haruyo took out the piece of fluorite again and covered it with a piece of gauze to make the light less dazzling, but just enough for people to see the interior decoration clearly.
Yin Xiu was a little disappointed, "Why is there no one?"
"Why, it turns out that your side job is not breaking and entering, but robbing?"
Yin Xiu glanced at him, "What, you think you are funny?"
"Not funny."
Haruyo shook his head, "Of course I know. If someone is here, we don't need to collect any information. We can just tie him up and torture him, and everything will be clear."
It's just that this is someone else's home after all. The two of us are deep in the tiger's den. We don't know anything, so it's better not to meet talents. "
As soon as she finished speaking, Yin Xiu picked up a document on the table and raised it to Haruyo.
Haruyo took a closer look and discovered that the cover of the document had the logo of the Pan-Asian Chamber of Commerce printed on it.
"We've contacted them all. Now we can finally figure out who those people are who want to mess with you."
Yin Xiu shook his head, "I'm wrong. It's not that they want to mess with me, it's me that wants to mess with them."
"It's all the same, anyway..."
Before Chun Dai finished speaking, Yin Xiu suddenly slapped his chest with a palm, and then two wisps of cold light passed between the two of them, followed by a shrill sound of breaking wind.
Yin Xiu used a gentle force, so when Chun Dai didn't feel anything strange, his body had already been taken a few steps back.
At the same time, Chun Dai saw sparks flying on Yin Xiu's left arm, which were marks of scratches on the prosthetic body by sharp objects.
Yin Xiu didn't have time to speak, she just looked forward and saw two silver lights coming again.
Just as Yin Xiu bent his knees, the two silver lights suddenly collided in the air, changed their trajectory, and pierced Yin Xiu in an unpredictable way.
Boom!
The clanging sound of gold and iron started again, and Yin Xiu jumped up, her body flying in the air like a wild goose falling on sand. At the same time, her sleeves were opened, and two black knives came out, and they collided with the flying knives, knocking them down.
"What a quick knife!"
He didn't know whether he wanted to praise the flying knife or applaud Yin Xiu's precise knife skills. Anyway, as soon as he finished speaking, a dark shadow appeared behind Yin Xiu.
Before Chun Dai could shout, Yin Xiu had come to his senses.
As soon as he heard the strong wind coming from behind, he twisted his waist, stabbed his two knives behind his back, and collided with the soul-stealing silver light.
The two of them handed each other several knives and blocked several times before the series of murderous intentions finally subsided briefly.
Through the bright light, Yin Xiu recognized the figure of the man.
He was a man with a mustache, but he did not look old. His figure was even, neither strong nor thin.
He was wearing a black felt hat and a shirt with suspenders, looking neat and tidy.
Like Haruyo, he wore a monocle, and a golden chain slipped from his ears and was tied to the collar behind his back.
The most eye-catching thing is the row of short knives on his waist, which are neatly pinned like barber tools. It seems that the size of each one is very similar, but in fact their curvature is obviously different.
Some have pointed heads, some have slots, and some have flat heads, round heads, spiral heads, and bifurcated heads, all of which reveal a dangerous fishy smell.
"Are you the one who shot a knife at me in the club that day?" Yin Xiu asked.
"Are you kidding? If I had been there that day, you would have been dead. Don't confuse me with the kind of guy who doesn't know how to mess around with a knife and throws it around like a toy."
The young man turned his wrist and, like a magic trick, two more short blades appeared in his hand.
"My name is Jack. When I was in Dunling, people called me Ripper."
"What, you sell pork?"
When Jack heard this, he burst into laughter, almost leaning back with laughter.
After blinking, he paused again, his face full of coldness, "You think it's funny?"
"Is there going to be a fight soon? This will cost extra money."
It was only then that Haruyo finally let out a breath of air, but in fact he was still a little nervous looking at the sharp knife.
After stretching his muscles, he unbuckled his belt and pulled out a twisted, soft sword, as if he was holding a shiny water snake.
Yin Xiu frowned, "You know how to use it?"
Haruyo rolled his neck, "I can't say that I know how to do it, but it can be used."
As he spoke, he shook out a few sword flowers forward. The soft sword swayed in the air, bounced off the table, and grazed Yin Xiu's ears, making a continuous hissing sound.
When Chun Dai wanted to show off a few more moves, Yin Xiu reached out and held the back of his hand.
"Why don't you just watch the battle from the side."
Haruyo glanced at him, "What, are you afraid that I will hurt you?"
Yin Xiu shook her head and said with a smile, "No, no, no, it's my little brother. I'm short of money recently and can't afford Brother Chun your appearance fee."
"Okay then, just call if you need to. The cost is negotiable."
While he was talking, Yin Xiu had turned the two knives upside down, with the tips of the knives facing down, holding the hilts in his hands, and stretched them out towards Jack.
Seeing this, Jack smiled confidently and turned over the two sharp knives in his hands. The handles of the four knives almost touched each is [holding a knife and rubbing hands] which is very popular in Tianjin area.
The two people wielding daggers against each other stood very close to each other, with the tip of the knife touching the tip and the handle of the knife touching the handle. They could almost make their breath blow to each other.
At this time, no one will take a step back, and no one will use any cleverness or scheming. Victory, defeat, life and death can only be decided by these tiny details.
This can be regarded as an upright and upright duel method that will never be sloppy.
Jack said calmly: "I have seen this kind of duel in some martial arts novels. Both swordsmen are proud of their own blades, and at the same time they do not despise the other.
So both of them stood on the sand, sometimes forming a circle with rickshaws, and sometimes just simply drawing a place on the sand with their feet. It didn't matter whether the witnesses were alive or dead, the audience could just watch if they liked it. If you don't like it, just walk away, but no one said anything, they all stood quietly and watched the duel between the two.
Sometimes the two swordsmen can just stand like this, standing from noon to the sunset without making a move. Sometimes it is very fast. The handles of the swords touch and life and death happen in the blink of an eye.
I have always looked down upon you Tang people, but when I read this kind of plot, I really admired your courage to disregard life, and I also sincerely like you. "
Yin Xiu glanced at him and said coldly: "What do you know? On the contrary, it is precisely because they respect life, respect others, and respect themselves that they are willing to stand in that small circle and duel."
After being choked like this, Jack's expression became even colder, "I'll look at it again when it's all over."
"Don't bother me. If you need it, I'll just burn it for you."
As soon as the words fell, the four sharp knives separated, and then two cold lights flickered, overlapped, collided, and stagnated.
After a series of sword lights disappeared, the clanging sound of gold and iron slowly came.
The knives in the hands of Yin Xiu and Jack were intertwined, with the handles stuck on the handles and the blades on the blades, like tangled tree roots, with murderous intent raging.
Dragging and pulling, the two of them each held a knife in their hands to restrain each other, while the other knife was raised high, testing from time to time to penetrate the other's vitals.
Yin Xiu didn't look at the knife, a cold light flashed in her eyes, she just looked at Jack, and the other side did the same. The two just stared at each other, like two wild wolves.
Until this moment, between the blade and death, their hands were still steady and dry, and their breathing was even and gentle, as if this was not a terrible thing.
call! I don't know who exhaled the turbid breath first. The black knife in Yin Xiu's hand pierced out, and it happened to collide with the knife in Jack's hand.
Then two cold lights transformed together, and a series of blood beads spattered out from Yin Xiu's left shoulder and Jack's chest.
But the two of them had no time to check the injury, or even have time to get angry or in pain. The moment the knife brought up the blood beads, it turned again, slashed, and blocked.
At this moment, in Haruyo's eyes, the two of them were simply dancing a sword version of tango, their steps jumping from time to time, moving forward and back, each step carrying murderous intent and threats.
After several more passes, Yin Xiu's sleeves were torn with several long, narrow and sharp holes.
As for Jack, a button on his collar broke. After spinning several times in the air with the thread, it fell to the ground with a harsh sound.
Jack's face looked unhappy: if this was during some kind of exercise or training, then he was "dead" and completely defeated.
However, this is not a competition, but a life and death duel, so this "fatal injury" has no real impact other than affecting Jack's mood.
[This Tang man, his knife is faster than mine! ? 】
A kind of resentment suddenly welled up in Jack's heart.
After pulling each other again, the knives that were originally entangled separated.
Jack's hands intertwined, rotated, and separated, and then a red light suddenly appeared, and a blood flower bloomed on Yin Xiu's chest.
Just when he felt proud, Yin Xiu's knife also cut Jack's face.
Jack jumped back a step, touched the knife at his waist with both hands, and when he raised his hand again, he didn't know when his fingers were filled with short silver blades.
laugh! Several sharp knives flew out, each with a different trajectory, but each one flew towards Yin Xiu's vitals.
At such a close distance, Yin Xiu could not avoid it. Even if he wanted to escape into the shadow at this moment, there was only a few steps away and he would not have time to transform.
He simply didn't retreat or dodge, his red scales burned brightly, protecting his heart and lungs.
Just when Jack threw the blade in his hand and before his wrist was completely pressed down, Yin Xiu came over.
puff!
The sound of sharp knives penetrating into the body continued, and bursts of blood mist spurted out.
Jack saw Yin Xiu ducking down in the familiar scarlet color, and she had already slipped into his arms in a matter of steps.
He immediately shook his hands without hesitation, and instantly touched a few more sharp knives.
These knives are straight, curved, flat, slotted, hollow...
These are the knives he became famous for in Dunling. On each sharp knife with a special style, there is the ghost of one or several women screaming and howling.
Yin Xiu still had the pair of mandarin duck blades in her hands, but now they were surrounded by wisps of purple energy, and her quick movements brought up a wisp of pale white smoke.
"Good come!"
A sly smile appeared on Jack's face. His original tendency to retreat to lure the enemy stopped instantly, and he turned to move forward. He jumped forward with his feet, and at the same time, he extended the sharp knife in his hand and stabbed Yin Xiu's chest and abdominal cavity.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved forward, Yin Xiu retreated.
The moment his toes touched the ground, they almost arched to a ninety-degree angle, and then explosive force shot up from his toes along his ankles.
Every inch of muscle and fascia involuntarily swells in size as the force flows through it, and nerves and muscles are recruited once again.
The powerful and brutal force was about to tear Yin Xiu's lower limbs apart. By the time it reached the abdomen, Yin Xiu's forward movement had been stopped and she jumped back instead.
Everything happened in just a moment, Jack changed from active to passive.
The moment his knife hadn't hit Yin Xiu, his body's center of gravity had shifted from balance to leaning forward, and it was too late to take it back.
At this moment, Yin Xiu's back foot kicked off the ground again, and the mandarin duck blade appeared in his hand.
One step forward, one step back, one stop and one movement, just like when dancing, the attack and defense change, and life and death are reversed.
The two of them passed each other, Yin Xiu squatting and Jack standing.
Jack glanced at the knife in his hand. It was dripping with blood, and Yin Xiu's blood was dripping down.
He glanced at the blood stains on it with some fascination, stretched out his tongue and licked it, but another blood stain immediately seeped out from the corner of his mouth.
Jack lowered his head, glanced at the wound on his stomach, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a fast knife, precise, sharp, and emotionless. This is perfect for killing people."
"What, do you like disemboweling others?"
Yin Xiu retracted both blades, and at the same time spat out a blood arrow nonchalantly from his mouth, which fell straight to the ground.
At the same time, Jack's black belt cracked, and the flying knives fell to the ground and scattered into a ball.
Glancing at Haruyo who was standing aside a little nervously, not knowing whether to come up to help or do something, Yin Xiu smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, just sleep for this injury will be fine."
(End of this chapter)