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Chapter 43 My knife should be faster than yours
Dangdang!
A series of metal intersecting sounds sounded!
jarring!
Penetration!

Then there were a few screams!

There were also four severed palms that fell to the ground with a crackling sound!

All the Fusang ninjas retreated together, and four of them clenched their bare wrists tightly, blood flowing out unstoppably.

But Zhang Ze was still standing where he was, and he shook off the blood on the blade gracefully.

"Let me tell you first, these four hands were cut off by me, so it doesn't count!"

Everyone's faces were terribly ugly. They never expected that Zhang Ze's sword skills would be so superb!
They even saw the moves clearly, and their palms were chopped off!

"This Chinese man is so powerful!"

All the Fusang ninjas had this idea in their hearts. They had never seen such a superb sword technique.

Perhaps only Miyamoto Musashi, the martial god in the history of Fusang Kingdom, has this ability!
"It seems that you don't intend to surrender obediently, then well, I will fulfill you today!"

Zhang Ze's gaze swept over everyone's faces, and that cold gaze made everyone feel chills in their backs!

clap clap.

Miyamoto came forward clapping his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency is really good at swordsmanship!"

"However, it's just a daydream for us to give up resistance based on this alone!"

Saying so, Miyamoto drew out his samurai sword.

His samurai sword is different from other people's. It is nearly two meters long, and the blade is also very thick. The whole body glows with a faint blue light.

"This knife of mine was forged by the highest-ranking knifesmith in our Fusang country!"

"I once used it to easily split a cow!"

Miyamoto proudly showed off his samurai sword, and said coldly: "However, I have never used it to split people!"

"Today, I will take you to try!"

The rest of the ninjas retreated one after another when they saw their leader stand up and take the initiative to fight.

Those who had lost their hands were bandaged in a hurry to prevent bleeding to death.

Zhang Ze smiled faintly, not intimidated by Miyamoto's words at all.

"I thought there was something strange about your knife, but it's just a little faster than everyone else's."

Zhang Ze showed his knife and said with a smile: "I just used this knife to split your companion! So I think my knife should be faster than yours!"

"Shall we try it?"

Miyamoto's face was livid, and he snorted angrily and said, "Since you are so anxious to die, I will satisfy your request!"

"ah!"

Miyamoto moved quickly under his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Zhang Ze. He raised the knife and dropped it, and a blue light only hit Zhang Ze's head!

Zhang Ze stayed where he was, swiped the long knife twice in his hand, and heard the sound of two metals intersecting.

Zhang Ze's knife is broken!

However, Miyamoto was even worse, both of his hands holding the knife were broken!

"what!"

Miyamoto stepped back again and again, blood sprayed wildly from his two bare wrists!

This scene terrified the subordinates around, and it took them a long time to rush forward to stop Miyamoto's bleeding.

"asshole!"

"Bagga!"

"Kill this Chinese man!"

The Fusang ninja shouted, but no one dared to rush forward directly.

Because Zhang Ze's performance was really shocking, none of them had the confidence to kill Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze bent down and picked up Miyamoto's samurai sword, weighed it with his hand, nodded and said, "It is indeed much stronger than the previous one!"

"It's a waste to use such a good knife for a waste like you, let me use it!"

Miyamoto's face was distorted, and he yelled ferociously: "What are you still doing in a daze! Kill him!"

Hearing the leader's order, the rest of the ninjas didn't dare to neglect any longer, and rushed towards Zhang Ze immediately.

Zhang Ze would not refuse anyone, a samurai sword flew up and down in his hand!

There was only a flash of swords and blood, followed by several shrill screams.

When Zhang Ze's sword stopped, the ninjas who rushed over just now were all decapitated!

In the small room, the smell of blood is tangy!

This time, the rest of the people didn't dare to mess around anymore.

Miyamoto's face also turned pale. In fact, he knew very well in his heart that even he was not Zhang Ze's opponent, let alone his group of people.

"I admit, you are amazing!"

Gritting his teeth, Miyamoto said, "However, don't underestimate us Fuso ninjas!"

"I heard that there is a saying in your country of Hua, that there are people beyond the people, and there is a sky beyond the sky!"

"We can't beat you, but it doesn't mean no one can't deal with you!"

"You killed us, someone will come to clean you up!"

What Miyamoto said was actually like leaving a last word. He knew that he and his subordinates would definitely not survive today.

Zhang Ze snorted slightly, and said, "You scoundrels, you talk so much nonsense! Go to hell!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ze walked over and took a few stabs to kill Miyamoto and others.

I briefly searched the bodies of these Fuso ninjas, as well as the place where they were.

Zhang Ze found a document, which was written in Fusang characters, but it was obviously encrypted, and it would be impossible to decipher it without the supporting key.

After thinking about it, Zhang Ze first put away these documents, and then left the house swaggeringly.

…………

Xiao Tianhua's office.

A few photos were placed on Xiao Tianhua's desk, all of them were those Fusang ninjas who died.

Xiao Tianhua's face was solemn, he picked up the photo and looked at it again and again, and looked up to the opposite side.

"You said that these people are not from Huaguo? They are from Fusang?"

Standing opposite was a burly middle-aged man with a square face and a serious smile.

He nodded and said, "Yes, because Fusang people have the habit of kneeling and sitting, their legs and pelvis are very different from our Huaguo people."

"After our forensic autopsy, it can be determined that these people are all Fusang people."

"And they all have calluses on their hands. Combined with the samurai swords they carry, I can say with certainty that they are all Fuso ninjas!"

Xiao Tianhua took a deep breath, in fact, he understood why these Fusang ninjas came to his territory.

"They must have come to snatch our research results!" Xiao Tianhua slammed on the desk fiercely.

"Tie Gang, you immediately lead people to search the whole city!"

"See if there are any Fusang people lurking on our territory!"

"Once found, shoot and kill!"

The middle-aged man named Tie Gang bowed and strode out of the office.

Xiao Tianhua lit a cigarette, the smoke filled his eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, his mind was full of thoughts.

"It seems that this place can't stay for long... too many people have already known my secret, Fuso Ninja is a signal!"

After thinking about it, Xiao Tianhua wrote a letter, and then called the guard to deliver the letter.

"After finishing the matter here, I have to take all my wealth and go to that person..."

Xiao Tianhua sighed.

(End of this chapter)