Chapter 584： Would rather die than yield

He Jinqi seemed to notice the strange expression of Lin Yu, glanced at the old man, and asked Lin Yu: "Why, brother, do you know this old man?!"

"do not know."

Lin Yu shook his head in a deep voice, staring at the old man with white temples who was already on the field, narrowed his eyes, and said, "But I know his suit?!"

"clothes?!"

He Jinqi smiled slightly and said, "It's no fuss, aren't the Japanese people all dressed up like this?!"

He thought it was a big deal. Wasn't the Japanese people always like to wear this kind of fat clothes, but this old man also wore this way in China, which was really eye-catching.

"He is not wearing an ordinary kimono!"

Lin Yu squinted his eyes, glanced at the clothes of the old man with white temples, and explained to He Jinqi, "The ordinary kimono Haori's shoulders are relatively loose. You didn't notice that the shoulders and arm circumferences of this old man are very good. Is it small? And the muscle loops on his body are also made of special materials, which should have good elasticity and hardness!"

In fact, Lin Yu was surprised at first because he had seen this costume on Tokugawa!

When the Sword Master League visited the Military Intelligence Department, Tokugawa was wearing this special kimono!

Originally, Lin Yu was not sure that Miura Yuhui was a member of the Kendo Grandmaster League, but now seeing the old man with white temples wearing similar uniforms, Lin Yu can basically conclude that these two Japanese people are from the Kendo Grandmaster League!

And looking at the old man with white temples similar to Tokugawa’s dress and the majestic aura he exudes from the inside out, it can be judged that this old man’s status in the Kendo Grandmaster League is extraordinary, and he is in this place. His status is not ordinary, as can be seen from the narrator's extraordinary respect for him.

But Lin Yu couldn't figure out why people from the dignified Sword Master League would come to China to fight black punches? !

Lin Yu raised his head and looked at the large electronic screen above his eyes, frowned slightly, as if he realized something, and turned to He Jinqi and asked: "Jinqi, you said that no one knows the identity of this boss?! Or, just No one among the people you come into knows?!"

"No one in the circle I know knows, and out of curiosity, I asked my uncle's men to inquire about the boss, but I didn't inquire about it!"

He Jinqi shook his head and said.

Lin Yu's expression became a little dignified when he heard this. It would be fine if the circle He Jinqi contacted didn't know, but He Ziqin's subordinates belonged to the National Security Bureau, and those who contacted were all high-level managers. If you don't know the identity of the big boss If this is the case, either He Ziqin's subordinates deceived He Jinqi, or the identity of the big boss is too secret.

"Then did you find out which country this big boss is from?!"

Lin Yu continued to ask He Jinqi.

"Which country?"

He Jinqi was taken aback, shook his head and said, "This, I really don't know..."

Until now, when asked by Lin Yu, He Jinqi realized that he didn't know the identity of this big boss, he didn't even know the slightest information of this big boss!

Lin Yu nodded and didn't ask any more, looking at the old man with white temples in the iron cage who had already taken off Yuori, secretly wondering.

At this time, the staff is stepping up to clean up the iron cage. After the fight between Bairentu and Miura Yuki just now, the entire iron cage is in a mess. The blood has almost stained the mats, and the iron cage fence has also been bumped. In some places, there were several big holes.

Bai Rentu looked at the elderly white temple in front of him coldly, breathing slightly, and obviously he hadn't recovered from the fight just now.

"Okay, it's almost done, go on!"

The old man at the white temple seemed to be unable to wait. He obviously didn't want to give Bairentu too much breathing opportunity, so he rushed to a few busy staff members coldly.

Several staff members did not dare to delay the slightest when they heard the words, and hurriedly packed up their things and rushed down quickly.

"Knife!"

The old man Bairen looked at the dagger in Bairentu's hand, and suddenly shouted loudly.

Not long after, a staff member hurriedly walked over with a widow, got into the cage, respectfully handed it to the old man with white temples, and then hurried away.

The old man white temple grabbed the knife, glanced at Bairentu coldly, and said in a deep voice, "You are called Bairentu?! The third-ranked Bairentu on the world killer list?!"

"Yes!"

Bai Rentu still didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and said lightly.

"Do you know that this world killer ranking list you call is equivalent to a waste ranking list in my eyes!"

The old man with white temples put on a lofty air, sneered, and then his eyes froze suddenly, grabbing the handle of the knife in his hand, stomping two steps, and rushing to the front of Bairentu unexpectedly, with the sword in his hand lying horizontally. With a pull, he cut Bai Rentu's side waist straight.

The movements of the old man with white temples did not seem to be fast, so that everyone present could clearly see his footsteps and his movements of swinging the knife, but what was surprising was that his movements seemed slow. , But in fact, these few actions of him were done in one go, from jumping out to swinging the knife, it was just a blink of an eye!

Seeing the swift and firm movements of the old man with white temples, Bai Rentu couldn't help but move his eyes, turning his wrist, and hurriedly used his dagger to block the old man with a knife.

"Ding!"

With a strong, crisp sound, Bai Rentu felt that the tiger's mouth was tingling, and almost all the daggers in his hand were taken off.

The old man with white temples didn't stop at the slightest. He took his steps, scratched his palms along the back of the knife, slid to Bairentu, swept his foot toward Bairentu's injured leg!

Bairentu had long expected that the old man with the white temple would have this trick, so he hurriedly raised his leg to avoid him, but to his surprise, the old man with the white temple's foot was swept above his calf!

Therefore, his lifting of the leg just happened to be what the old man Bai Temple said!

With a muffled sound of skin and flesh collision, Hundred People Tu frowned and squeezed the roots. A heart-piercing pain instantly spread throughout his body, and his body couldn't help shaking violently.

Although he had subconsciously retracted his legs, the huge force of the old man's foot still impacted him and almost fell to the ground.

In fact, if Bairen Tu’s calf is not injured, he can completely avoid the offensive of the old man on the white temples, but the wound on this leg greatly drags him down, and the kick by the old man on the white temples may cause the wound to crack even deeper!

The old man Bairen sneered at the corners of his mouth, and the blade in his hand suddenly closed, and the tip of the knife suddenly pierced towards Bairentu's body. Knowing that Bairentu had suffered his foot, he designated his legs to numb, so he couldn't use it. The stabbing is extremely fast and the strength is great.

Bai Rentu's eyes widened, knowing that he could not hide in his current physical state, he hurriedly used his dagger to block, and at the same time he grabbed the iron net with his other hand, suddenly turned it back, and rolled on the ground embarrassedly. , Supported the ground with his hands, and stabilized his body, but his injured calf was shaking like an electric shock, with blood flowing.

"it is good!"

Everyone couldn’t help but yelled for the elderly white temples, because many of them had already lost all the cash they brought in the first two rounds, so they didn’t bet up this round. It stands to reason that the outcome has nothing to do with them, but they The reason for applauding the old man with white temples was entirely out of the grievances of the previous two rounds, and I also wished the old man with white temples would slaughter these hundreds of people to pieces!

The old man with white temples looked at Bairentu who was exhausted, and a look of contempt appeared in his eyes, and once again he sternly moved towards Bairentu.

However, he did not use all his strength to make Hundred People Slaughter exhausted and prevent Hundred People Tu from losing the opportunity. From time to time, he looked at the opportunity to slash Hundred People Slaughter.

With the passage of time, the strength gap between the two of them has naturally widened. In the end, Bai Ren Tu was almost supporting it with his mind.

The applause of the people around them became louder and louder. The grievances they had accumulated because of the massacre of hundreds of people had been released at this time!

Obviously, in the eyes of these people, the feelings of family and country and the dignity of the nation are no match for tangible money!

They have long forgotten that the old man Bai Temple is a Japanese, and they have long forgotten the dignity of a hundred people Tu Fang who swears to protect "China"!

Lin Yu frowned, looking at the blood-filled figure of Bairentu, there was a trace of admiration in his heart, knowing that Bairentu was the kind of person who would rather give up his life than voluntarily give up!

Now that the outcome is very obvious, Lin Yu felt that there was no need to let Hundreds of People take their lives in. He turned around and shouted at Zhang Yiting, "Young Master Zhang, the situation on the court is already obvious at this time. I don't think there is any need to compare. Yes, you take the initiative to give up!"

"Give up?! He Jiarong, which one of your eyes saw me lose?!"

Zhang Yiting glared at Lin Yu fiercely. Seeing that a hundred people had no chance of winning, he was already angry. He didn't expect Lin Yu to even add fuel to the fire at this time. Obviously, he wanted to take the opportunity to ridicule him and said angrily, "Said , Lao Tzu’s people have challenged to the third round at least, and if you have the patience, you should also stand up to challenge! I heard that your skills are not very powerful?! What, I'm sorry!"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. If you don't admit defeat, with Bairentu's character, he will fight to death!"

Seeing Zhang Yiting's hostility, Lin Yu smiled helplessly and explained it.

"He Jiarong, he is dead and has nothing to do with you. He was invited by our Zhang family!"

Zhang Yitang yelled at Lin Yu angrily, "Besides, our Zhang family spent the ticket fee for him. He can't win, and he deserves to die!"

In fact, he not only spent the ticket fee for the massacre of a hundred people, but also invested all the remaining money. Now the money is gone. He and his two brothers went back and specified that there was no good fruit to eat, so he naturally wished that a hundred people would die. !

Lin Yu frowned when he heard Zhang Yitang’s vicious remarks. He glanced at Zhang Yiting, who was also silent, and saw that Zhang Yiting also agreed with what his younger brother said. Lin Yu couldn’t help being surprised. He didn’t expect this brother’s heart to be like this. The darkness is vicious!

Hundreds of people confiscated a penny from their family, and in the end they even died for their family!

"Second brother, let's just leave it alone!"

He Jinqi hurriedly grabbed Lin Yu and looked at the embarrassed massacre of a hundred people in the iron cage, and said with joy, "The massacre of these hundred people is a good thing for us!"

As he spoke, Bairentu had once again been knocked to the ground with a knife cut by the white temple old man, panting heavily, and a rustling hoarse sound was already heard in his throat, which was an expression of extreme exhaustion.

He put his hands on the ground, desperately trying to get up, but no matter how hard he tried, his body was stuck to the ground like a weight, unable to move at all.

"Boy, you are the most kind person I have ever seen!"

The old man with white temple squinted his eyes and walked to Bai Rentu's neck. The widow in his hand slowly pressed against Bai Rentu's neck and said lightly, "But unfortunately, I still want to kill you! Because what you killed was my apprentice. The most promising apprentice!"

The muscles on the old man's face kept shaking as he spoke, and his eyes burned with anger.

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

...

At this time, the entire hall suddenly sounded a huge loud shout, almost most of the people stood up, face red waving their hands and shouting, can’t wait to see how a hundred people slaughtered their heads in a strange place, in order to understand their minds. hate.

The old man white temple heard the tsunami-like shouts of the mountains in the hall, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He looked at the hundred people lying on the ground and said lightly, "If I remember correctly, you are a Chinese, are you?! You just now In order to protect Huaxia, I would not hesitate to kill my apprentice, but look at how these people treat you. Do you think it is worth it?!"

"To kill...fast...kill...don't waste...talk..."

Hundred people Tu Huhu panted for breath, the words were very difficult to speak, there was still no expression on his face, let alone the slightest fear, but a trace of sadness and guilt suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Okay, there is a kind, then I will give you a happy one!"

The old man's face was cold, the Japanese sword in his hand was suddenly raised high, and it was severely cut towards Bai Rentu's neck.