Some of Zhao Xing's subordinates were not as patient as Zhao Xing. They saw Miyamoto Keiko killing several of his brothers with her own eyes. Several of Zhao Xing's subordinates were blinded by hatred. They did not consider how terrible this sword was.

"Okay, that eldest son killed several of us brothers, brothers, and even killed her!"

"Kill her!"

The three big men around Zhao Xing picked up the big-minded one in their hands and wanted to kill Miyamoto Keiko.

Miyamoto Keiko's eyes were very cold. He had already opened before Zhao Xing's men. Miyamoto Keiko attacked Zhao Xing's men like a whirlwind. Miyamoto Keiko's speed was very fast. Zhao Xing's men seemed to think that Miyamoto Keiko's Dongyang Sword was missing. The three of them only saw a white light, shining like moonlight, and their necks felt very cold. Before they could even see what was wrong with their necks, the three of them fell to the ground.

There was a hint of fear in Zhao Xing's eyes. Zhao Xing saw Miyamoto's terrifying speed. If the beauty he was in fought with Miyamoto Shigeru in the toilet, his number advantage of beauty would be weakened, and the big branch would also become a burden in this small space. For Miyamoto Shigeru, having such a terrible speed is not a threat, but it may hurt his own people. Only in the vast space outside can he play some of his advantages. Thinking of this, Zhao Xing shouted: "Brothers, hurry up and go out. This is too small to fight with this woman!"

Zhao Xing's words just left those who flocked to the crowd. Miyamoto Keiko never missed such a good opportunity. With the constant screams in the toilet, only three of the two gangs, including Zhao Xing, ran out. The rest were killed by Miyamoto Keiko's sword.

Miyamoto Keiko glanced at the back of the escaped Zhao Xing. His cold eyes showed strong contempt.

Jiang Guangrong's three men heard screams from outside. None of them dared to act rashly. After the screams stopped, Jiang Guangrong broke free from Qin Yanran and Zhang Xianhai's support. He used his eyes to signal them to stay inside and not come out. He pushed open the door and looked out.

Jiang Guangrong looked at the toilet and wanted to vomit. Dozens of corpses were lying in the toilet. Blood and internal organs were everywhere on the ground. The pungent smell of blood and fishy blood kept stimulating Jiang Guangrong's nose. The disgusting scenes kept impacting Jiang Guangrong's heart and stomach. Jiang Guangrong couldn't help but stagger to walk to the corner. "Wow" spit out.

At this moment, Jiang Guangrong suddenly felt a hand gently patting his back. Jiang Guangrong looked back and his face was full of surprise.

It was Miyamoto Keiko who beat Jiang Guangrong on the back. Miyamoto Keiko was wearing a veil and had a little teasing in her eyes. Miyamoto Shigeru said in an oriental language: "I haven't seen you for more than a year. You look very weak. This thing makes you vomit!"

"Huizi..." Jiang Guangrong couldn't believe his eyes and couldn't help but say a gentle oriental dialect, "Is it really you?"

Although Miyamoto was wearing a veil, Jiang Guangrong obviously felt that Miyamoto was smiling. Miyamoto Shigeru rarely joked with Jiang Guangrong. He whispered in Dongyang: "Don't say that. People who don't know will think that I am your missing lover for many years!"

"Hahaha!" Jiang Guangrong laughed loudly. Jiang Guangrong felt the changes that Miyamoto Keiko over the past year. At this time, Miyamoto Keiko's personality may still be very cold, but it was not that Bing was unhappy, not sad, or emotional. This also made Jiang Guangrong very happy. After all, no one wanted to have a piece of cold ice to accompany him.

Miyamoto Keiko still did not miss any chance to attack Jiang Guangrong. He emphasized what he said before in Dongyang in a low voice: "Over the past year, you have become weaker and weaker, and you have spitted something like this!"

"That's it?" Jiang Guangrong glanced at Miyamoto Keiko in a strange way, then turned her head to see the bloody scene on the ground, and resisted the urge to vomit again. "After more than a year, you have become increasingly abnormal and more delicious!"

Miyamoto Keiko resolutely gave up the battle with Jiang Guangrong. Miyamoto Shigeru knew very well that in the battle, he had ten people who were not opponents. Miyamoto Shigeru turned on the faucet in the toilet and washed his Dongyang sword with water. He said casually: "Go, I will clean up the ants outside!"

"Okay, be careful!" Jiang Guangrong.

Zhao Xing couldn't help but feel a little discouraged when he heard the simple and threatening words of Miyamoto Takashi. Zhao Xing looked back at his own person, Amin, who was frightened by Miyamoto's transformation for a long time. They hid behind the shelter, closed their eyes and shivered. The frustration in his heart couldn't help but turn into a kind of despair.

Zhao Xing looked at a pack of cigarettes in his pocket with his trembling right hand, perhaps it was fear in his heart, or it was despair in his heart. Zhao Xing fired a dozen times before igniting the fire. Zhao Xing closed his eyes, without any emotion, and lit a cigarette in his mouth. Zhao Xing took a deep breath of cigarettes, and because the cigarette was too thick, he almost coughed. For a moment, Zhao Xing opened his eyes and seemed to have made up his mind. Zhao Xing said lightly: "Ashui, bring your brothers with you!"

The big man called by Zhao Xing stared at Zhao Xing in surprise, as if he couldn't believe that Zhao Xing would say such desperate words. A Shui looked through the low wall and looked at the direction of the women's bathroom: "Brother Xing, you can't do that! We haven't lost yet!"

Zhao Xing glanced at the water and smiled bitterly: "Did you lose? How do you think we can complete this task? The people in it are far from the people we can deal with. On the ranking of ball experts, such people can be among the top 1,000. Why should we defeat her? Use our good ones? Use our knife? Or are they?"

A Shui looked at the people who were scared to death. He couldn't help feeling despair. A Shui opened her mouth and said, "Let's go together!"

"Let's go?" Zhao Xing seemed to hear a very interesting joke. He laughed to the sky and even cried, "If I die here, I am the only one. If I run back, don't you know the boss's character? I am not the only one who died, and my family will also be affected. Listen to my advice, let's go while the woman does not regret it. After a while, the woman changed her mind and no one can go!"

As soon as Zhao Xing finished speaking, except for a drop of water, everyone else began to escape from this place like purgatory. Miyamoto Keiko just looked at the scene in front of her jokingly, and did not embarrass the escaped person.

Zhao Xing threw a few cigarettes on the ground and looked at A Shui helplessly: "Why do you want..."

A Shui smiled and didn't say anything.

Miyamoto Keiko no longer hid at the gate. He walked out casually. Miyamoto Shigeru held the Oriental Sword in his hand and looked at Zhao Xing coldly: "You have chosen the way yourself!"

Ah Shui gritted his teeth and raised him to drive the big shot towards Miyamoto Keiko. Miyamoto seemed to have expected Ah Shui's idea. When Ah Shui wanted to aim at him with big shots, he drove the big shot.

Miyamoto Keiko looked casual, but in fact he was quick. In a short time, he pulled out the dagger from his waist with his right hand and threw it away easily. The dagger happened to be inserted into the forehead of a kettle. A drop of water fell in response to the sound. His eyes were wide and round. He seemed to be unable to believe that there were any big things like shooting swords and flying knives in the world.

Zhao Xing sighed softly, squatted beside A Shui's body, gently stroked his eyes with his palm, and asked the deceased A Shui to close his eyes: "Good brother, I will not be alone with a good brother like you on the road to the underworld!"

Miyamoto Keiko seemed to have no feelings. Even in such a tearful scene, Miyamoto's eyes did not change any emotionally. Miyamoto looked at Zhao Xing's back coldly, like a murder machine: "Do you have any last words?"
Chapter completed!