Just as the Holy Ninja's samurai sword was about to hit Roger, the samurai sword in Roger's hand came to him strangely and hit him in the chest in advance.

Oops!

The moment Roger's samurai sword cut his skin, the Holy Ninja felt an extremely strong breath of death.

With the strong control gained from years of hard training, he forced his attack and retreated immediately.

Even so, a knife mark that was dozens of centimeters long still appeared on his chest extremely clearly, and bright red blood kept gushing out of the huge wounds.

If he retreated a little slower, the samurai sword in Roger's hand would cut his throat without any suspense, completing a real blow to kill.

Roger's sword not only shocked the injured Holy Ninja, but also made the faces of the two ninjas behind him become extremely serious.

As companions in the same organization, they knew very well what strength this injured ninja had.

Of the three of them, the injured ninja has the strongest strength and the most impulsive personality.

"I actually avoided it. It seems that you are a little bit stronger than the Hand-Gang Ninja!"

"The guys who join hands usually only need one knife. As for you, it only looks like two knifes!"

Before he took action, these three Holy Ninjas would only think that he did not know that the sky was high and the earth was thick.

But at this time, not only did they not look down on him at all, but they also regarded him as the most dangerous enemy, the kind of enemy who could take their lives at any time.

"This time we admit defeat, but do you really want to be an enemy of Holy Spirit?" another Holy Spirit ninja said in a calm tone.

"Actually, I have always hated those guys who can't win and move out of their background. They have obviously lost, but they still have to save some face for themselves!"

"And you can't represent the Holy Society! The one behind you said this is almost the same!"

After saying that, Roger pointed to the dark alley behind them with the samurai knife that was still dripping blood in his hand.

Erica and the three Holy Ninjas did not notice that there was still a person hidden in the alley.

After hearing Roger's words, they carefully observed the dark, dark, and faint sound of water droplets from time to time.

A man wearing a light green dress and holding a long stick in his hand walked out under the gaze of Erica and others.

Although it was late at night, he still wore a pair of sunglasses and a light green hat that Roger wanted to complain about.

This man with white hair is no one else, the leader of the Holy Society, and Erica and Daredevil's master Standao.

“Erika is from the Holy Society, and no one can stop us from taking her back!”

After walking out of the dark alley, the stick man came directly to Roger more than two meters away and said in an extremely certain tone.

"As long as Erica doesn't want to, no one can force her away, I said!"

Although Stick Soul is a top-notch fighting master in this world, Roger's tone is as tough as ever.

Just because of the name of the Holy Society, I wanted to force Erica away from him, what a joke.

"Young man, you are good at it. I will give you a chance now. As long as you are willing to join the Holy Society, I can forgive you for your actions just now!"

Looking at the natural expression on the side of the stick, Roger even wondered if he had heard it wrongly.

As long as he joins the Holy Society, will he forgive what he did just now?

Is this guy Alzheimer's disease?

Where did he get the confidence!!

"Forgive me for what I did just now? I want to see what will happen if you don't forgive me!"

Roger now has good reason to suspect that the guys who have been in these strange organizations for a long time have a little bit of normal mind.

"Since that's the case, then you go to hell to confess!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the long stick in the hand of the stick came to Roger.

Just as the stick was about to hit Roger's head, a samurai sword stained with blood blocked the stick, blocking the thunderous stick.

Bang!

The violent impact sounded throughout the alley, and the strong wind pressure from the long stick swept across Roger like a hurricane, lifting away the paper and garbage bags scattered around the ground.

The Stick Sou is worthy of being the best fighting master in this world. He danced a simple sweep and showed an invincible momentum.

However, Rogge, who was standing in front of the stick, was not an ordinary person either.

Almost the moment the club launched an attack, he keenly noticed the club's attack and made a relative defense.

After seeing Rogge blocking his stick without changing his face, the vicissitudes of the stick man's voice rang again.

"You guys leave this alley!"

The stick man did not explain the reason, and he did not need to explain the reason.

Everyone present had rich fighting experience and knew what the stick man wanted to do at first.

Clear the market!

The three ninjas of the Holy Society left the alley without any hesitation and disappeared from the sight of Roger and others.

Erica did not leave, but remained in the alley, but just silently retreated for more than ten meters.

If he had not been brainwashed by the hand-in-hand, Erica would do it as the words of the Sticks without hesitation.

But now she will not obey anyone's orders, but will only follow her inner choices.

Looking at Erica, the face of Stickson, which had already had many wrinkles, showed an unconcealed look of dissatisfaction.

As the leader of the Holy Society, he is the one and only one in the Holy Society.

No one can fail to obey his orders.

In his opinion, Erica was still a member of the Holy Society, but now Erica blatantly violated his orders, which made him feel that authority was being challenged.

"Old guy, do you want to fight? I don't have much time to waste with you!"

Just as Sticker was thinking about how to punish Erica who violated her orders, Roger's voice pulled him back into reality.

Roger was not interested in knowing what the Sword Sole was thinking. The reason why he was willing to cooperate with Sword Sole to clear the scene was simply to see what kind of ability this fighting master had.

Roger's melee combat level is not weak, and he can even be considered top-notch.

But he always wanted to know what level his fighting level had reached.

Although he had thought this way, he was very lucky and had never met those real fighting masters.

However, the appearance of the stick man gave him the hope of achieving his wish.
Chapter completed!