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Chapter 174: Human Killing in the Civilized Era

hiss.

There was a sound similar to a snake spitting messages in the air, which was the abnormal sound produced by the blade splitting the air.

The front desk stood there stupidly, with a confused expression, obviously not reacting yet.

She blinked and turned her head to see clearly, and the pain from her neck was quickly transmitted to her brain.

Michio Hazama drew the knife, and blood spurted out from the severed artery.

Bright red blood splattered on the walls and front desk.

The woman fell to the ground without saying a word.

Michio Hazama stared at the bright blade. There was not a drop of blood on it, and all the blood was scratched away from the surface of the blade.

This is a famous knife with a very famous name.

The original ghost.

Michio Hazama locked the entrance with his backhand, walked to the back door, and locked the back door as well.

Put the key in your arms to prevent others from escaping from here.

The apartment where Beichen Ittoryu is located has seven floors, but the kendo gym is on the ground floor and there are no internal stairs leading to the second floor.

There are two doors at the front and back. If they are locked, no one can escape. They can only stay and fight to the death.

Michio Hazama turned around and entered the sword dojo.

Warm lights shine on the light yellow floor, and the venue is square. Thirteen or four students from the Kendo Hall stay here.

They all wear protective gear.

Some are practicing kendo, while others are standing in the corner chatting.

The students are not children, they are adults who come to relax after work, with different purposes.

Some people want to learn kendo seriously, while others simply want to relax.

The latter will naturally not practice too hard.

Michio Hazama glanced at them and quickly recognized who was the master of Beichen Itto-ryu from everyone's attire.

After not seeing him for more than 20 years, this old friend had changed so much that he was almost unrecognizable. His eyes were no longer as clear as before, and his hair had grown gray on his temples. He must have shouldered the burden of the family.

"Long time no see, Taniguchi Kohei."

Michio Hazama raised his hand and said hello.

Taniguchi Kohei frowned and stared at the man who entered the arena. He thought for a while and said with some uncertainty: "Hasama Michio?"

"That's right, that's great if you still remember me. Let me see how much your strength has improved since we met after so many years."

Michio Hazama raised his sword, his face became less relaxed, and his serious expression surprised Taniguchi Kohei and all the students.

"Hey, uncle, what age are you now? Do you think you are filming a Bakumatsu drama?"

A student with a slicked back hair stopped chatting with his friends and stepped forward to stop this ridiculous behavior. "I am a lawyer. It is illegal for you to carry Kaifeng props with you. If you wave them at others at will, you may be charged with intimidation." ."

Michio Hazama thought this man was too verbose, so he casually slit his throat with a knife.

Not much of a person.

But the feeling of the blade tearing through flesh still made Michio Hazama feel a little intoxicated.

Especially the moment the blood spurts out from the throat, the bright red luster is more beautiful than any color in the world.

"Hoho~"

The man covered his neck with his hands and his eyes widened. He really couldn't believe that there was such a madman in this world.

This is Tokyo!
Damn it, I'm going to sue him for bankruptcy!life imprisonment!

As the man thought, the strength continued to recede from his fingertips, and he could not even detect the warmth of the blood, and the coldness was spreading to his limbs.

Boom, the man fell to the ground, and the roaring sound echoed in the sword dojo like an old bellows.

The crowd was stunned.

Taniguchi Kohei said angrily: "Hasama Michio! Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, it's just that you are immersed in false fantasies. Is Tokyo safe? Is modernity very civilized?

The answer is no.

This world has never changed from before to now. It is violent and bloody. People are killed for various reasons every minute and every second. "

Michio Hazama said slowly, took out the key with his other hand and threw it into the scabbard, "I have locked the door.

If you want to survive, you have to take the key from me.

You are also practicing swordsmanship, so show your due courage. "

"asshole."

Taniguchi Kohei growled, knowing in his heart that Hazama Michio was a very scary person.

Since high school, this guy has been obsessed with kendo beyond ordinary people, and his eyes look like they are haunted by evil spirits.

If you lived during the Tokugawa period, you would definitely be killed by one person.

He originally thought that his evaluation at the time was high enough, but now that he thinks about it, he was still too conservative and did not need the end of the Bakumatsu.

Even in this era, Michio Hazama can become a terrifying human slayer.

"I held him back while you waited for an opportunity to attack him. Hit his right hand, knock the knife away, and then hit him on the head."

Kohei Taniguchi took a few deep breaths and began to arrange how the students could assist him.

He certainly wouldn't be able to stop Michio Hasanama alone.

It would be different if everyone came together.

"Okay, Taniguchi Normal School."

The students were no longer scattered, but adopted a circular formation to surround Michio Hazama.

One by one, they clenched the bamboo knives in their hands and stared at him intently.

As long as Kohei Taniguchi can hold Michio Hazama's sword, they will swarm him.

With so many bamboo knives hitting Michio Hazama without protective gear, he could kill someone if he wasn't careful.

But they will not worry about Hazama Michio's life now.

...A chilling atmosphere enveloped the sword dojo.

A smile appeared on Michio Hazama's face and he said: "Awesome, I just like your eyes like this, come on!"

Kohei Taniguchi took a deep breath, assumed a classic kendo fighting posture, and stepped forward step by step, staring at Michio Hazama's movements.

Contrary to what the world thinks, a kendo fight will not involve a [-]-round battle.

Victory or defeat is often decided in an instant.

To the uninitiated, sometimes a round of kendo is over as soon as you hear a sound.

If you use a real knife, you have to be even more careful.

Kohei Taniguchi judged his own advantages in his mind. He had armor and could take targeted precautions.

Michio Hazama didn't have it, he only had the real sword, which looked very lethal, but he could only hold it once.

The other students can swarm him and knock him down.

Taniguchi Kohei's eyes narrowed and he stepped heavily on the floor, just about to exert his strength.

Michio Hazama anticipated his movements in advance and rushed forward first, like an arrow from a string.

It's like a rabbit suddenly jumping out of the grass.

Very fast, he swings the knife even faster.

Under the light, the blade of the first generation Kitetsu looked like a meteor flashing across the night sky.

Kohei Taniguchi's reaction was very slow. In the eyes of other students, Taniguchi seemed to have stood there and let the knife cut him, and his throat was cut open by the knife.

Blood splashed outward.

"It really disappoints me. After so many years, you haven't grown at all."

There was no joy on Hazama Michio's face, only deep disgust.

This kind of Taniguchi Kohei is not as exciting as that kid Takashi Sunaga.

If Suyong had replaced that blow just now, he would have been able to block it with complete confidence.

"Ah, no, the more I think about it, the more excited I feel."

Michio Hazama raised his head, took a deep breath, and scanned the other students with his eyes.

The courage in their hearts was gone. The powerful Kohei Taniguchi was actually killed in an instant.

"Don't come here."

"Haha, you don't have any courage at all. Do you deserve to practice swordsmanship like you?
Die to me! "

There was a hint of coldness on Hazama Michio's face, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The aura of one person overshadowed the dozens of people present, like a ferocious tiger falling into the flock of sheep.

The result is beyond doubt.

……

Within a moment, there were no students alive in the field.

Blood spattered on the walls, floor, and even Hazama Michio's kimono was splattered with a little blood.

"Oh, this is troublesome. I'd better go wash up."

Michio Hazama muttered, poured out the key, put away the first generation Kitetsu, and wanted to go to the toilet to wash away the blood splattered on his body.

As for the scene, he did not plan to clean it up and would call someone from the Mitsui Group later.

They will help with the aftermath.

The Mitsui Group, which owns a huge factory, has no difficulty in eliminating more than a dozen corpses.

Before he stepped out of the sword dojo, he suddenly heard a charming voice from behind.

"I really didn't expect that in this civilized modern society, there would be a Bakumatsu Renzo like you."

Michio Hazama's pupils expanded and he slowly turned his head.

The warm light shines on the blond hair. The man is tall and dressed in a strange and fashionable outfit.

"who are you?"

A flash of surprise flashed across Hazama Michio's face.

There should still be no problem with his eyes.

There was no reason why such a big person couldn't be seen just now.

"Dior, you should be looking for me when you come to Tokyo, right?"

Qingze bent down and picked up a bamboo knife, and activated his ability to enlighten all things. The palm of his right hand became warm, as if a stream of air flowed into the bamboo knife and was thrown out.

Something happened that stunned Michio Hazama. The bamboo sword changed in the air and turned into a man standing there.

He didn't look very tall, with long brown-red hair, and a cross-shaped scar on his left cheek. He was naked and didn't wear any clothes.

Michio Hazama rubbed his eyes, looked at the man he was looking at, and then looked at Dio.

Snap, he slapped his face, and the pain on his cheek convinced him that the scene in front of him was not a false illusion, nor could it be an illusion.

He has no habit of taking drugs.

In other words, such an outrageous scene is what really happened before our eyes, in reality.

"Haha, I thought the world was already broken, but I didn't expect it to be this bad.

Can such an outrageous thing even happen?
No wonder so many people are looking for you, Dior! "

Michio Hazama became more and more excited as he talked, with no fear in his eyes, like a tiger that had been hungry for several days and discovered meat, "This is the first time I have met someone like you, will your blood be bright red?

She must be more beautiful than anyone else! "

Qingze smiled and said: "Before discussing this issue, you must pass his test first."

"Haha, don't worry, it will be over soon."

Michio Hazama sheathed his sword and decided to use Iai to kill his opponent.

Qingze was also interested in the enlightened bamboo sword and said: "Kill him, Himura Kenshin."

(End of this chapter)