Duanwu didn't know the identity of the other party, but found him very interesting. Because assassins would always choose to carry out assassinations in secret, but this person in front of him was obviously not the case.
Of course, there is another possibility, that is, the other party is bringing a gift for himself. After all, he is still holding a baggage in his hand.
Duanwu smiled and said: "What do you call me sir? What do you want from me?"
"Are you the Dragon Boat Festival?"
The other party's words were very stiff, as if he was speaking out word by word.
Duan Wu instantly understood that the other party was not Chinese. But because the brim of the other person's hat is pressed very low, it is difficult to guess the other person's identity if he doesn't speak.
Duanwu signaled: "Sir, you are here in an upright manner, why do you wear your hat so low?"
After hearing this, the man in black slowly took off his hat, and at this time, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and small eyes came into Duanwu's eyes.
Of course, Dragon Boat Festival didn't recognize each other, but this kind of appearance was very characteristic of Japanese and Chao people. In other words, the other party should be Japanese or Chao Xian.
However, there is no festival between Dragon Boat Festival and Chaoxian people. Only Japanese people can make sense. But Duanwu has never seen such a spy or killer.
Duanwu said in Japanese: "Sir, it's very interesting. I have never seen a Japanese like you dare to stop me on the street."
The other party said: "I have nothing to do with the military. I came here only for one thing, to take your head back to pay homage to my son."
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Duanwu was speechless and thought to himself: "Who is your son? I have killed a lot of little devils. If all the fathers come to me for revenge, won't I be busy to death?"
Thinking of this, Duanwu sighed and said: "I can understand Sir's mood, but this is war. You Japanese came to China to kill people, you were killed by me, and you want to take revenge. It doesn't make sense. So old sir, You'd better go back. Since you have nothing to do with the military, don't get involved in this war."
"My son is not a soldier!"
The other party suddenly roared, which made Duan Wu have to think about it. Did he really kill the wrong person?
But no, the Japanese he killed were either soldiers or spies. He never killed ordinary people.
Thinking of this, Duanwu asked: "What do you call me sir? What is your son's name? Because as a soldier, I kill all soldiers and never kill civilians."
After hearing this, the other party's tone softened a lot, and he sighed and said: "I am Chiba Senju, and my son is called Chiba Sakuraichi."
"I see."
Dragon Boat Festival remembered it at this time. Because the name Chiba Sakuraichi was still fresh in his memory. I still remember that when he competed in Shanghai, his opponent was named Chiba Sakuraichi, and he was said to be one of Japan's three new generation heroes.
So Duanwu nodded and said: "Yes, I killed Chiba Sakuraichi."
Qianye Qianju said coldly: "He just came to China to compete, you shouldn't kill him."
Duanwu said: "He represents your military, and I killed him in the ring. And I believe that when he comes to China and stands in the ring, he should have such an awareness, right? ?”
Qianba Qianju said: "You are right, but you can obviously not kill him, why do you have to kill him? He is just a martial arts idiot and never asks about any political or military matters?"
Duanwu sneered and said: "If this is your reason, then I have a hundred reasons not to kill him. Your Japanese military set up this arena in Shanghai just to kill me. Is it true that you Japanese people are just right? You can only kill others, but others can't kill you? I advise you, sir, to go back. China is not the place you should come to."
Qianba Qianju looked ruthless: "Sure enough, what they said is right. You hate the Japanese from the bottom of your heart, that's why you didn't stop there and brutally killed my son. So it's useless to say more. This time I I’m here to take your life.”
After Qianye Qianju finished speaking, he showed off the black package in his hand.
The black cloth unfolded in mid-air, and a sword as white as jade came into Duanwu's eyes at this moment.
The sword was constantly rotating in the air as the cloth unfolded, as if it was suspended in mid-air.
The Qianba Qianshou reached out to grab the knife, just like reaching into a bag to retrieve something. He grabbed the rotating knife with just a casual grab, and pulled out the samurai sword with a cry.
He flicked his sleeve with his left hand, and with a trembling sound, the scabbard of the sword flew out more than ten meters away and was inserted into the window of a shop along the street.
At the same time, Duan Wu slowly drew the knife, his expression gradually becoming serious.
Of course, it wasn't that Duan Wu was frightened by the opponent's fancy moves, but the smooth movements of Chiba Senju just now made Duan Wu feel that the opponent should also be a master of swordsmanship.
And he had heard before that Chiba Sakuraichi's father seemed to be the leader of the One-Sword style. And as the leader of a kendo sect, he is naturally not an ordinary person.
What's more, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, so how can the Dragon Boat Festival underestimate the opponent?
Duanwu also drew his sword, but at this moment, Qianye Qianshou had already rushed over.
He used a drag knife, and the tip of the knife dragged on the ground, making a squeaking sound with the ground and flashing bright sparks.
"Do you remember this knife? This is Ying Yi's knife. Today I will use this knife to remove the head from your neck."
Qianye Qianshou roared and slashed at Duanwu from bottom to top.
This knife was like a semi-circular crescent moon. The light of the knife arrived in front of Duanwu in just a flash, and the speed made Duanwu speechless.
Perhaps he had thought before Dragon Boat Festival that Qianba Qianju's swordsmanship level should be very high, but he never expected that the opponent's swordsmanship level had reached such a high level.
Duanwu took a step back, and slashed out the knife in his right hand from top to bottom, trying to block the opponent's slash. Because Qianba Senju's sword is, first of all, fast. The second one seems to be very powerful.
However, this is not what Duanwu is afraid of, because the other party's knife seems to be able to extend around his own knife at any time and cut into his lower abdomen.
And this was also the reason why Duanwu had to stride back, because once the opponent's knife suddenly extended, at least he had a chance to respond.
Clang!
There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and Dragon Boat Festival's sword struck the opponent's back.
At this moment, Duanwu was shocked again. Just now, he clearly saw Qianba Qianju slashing at him with the blade, but he didn't expect that when the sword was struck, it would be the back of the opponent's sword.
However, this was not what surprised Duan Wu the most. What surprised him was that Qianba Qianju was indeed harder to deal with than he thought, and he was a true master of swordsmanship.
But why does Dragon Boat Festival think so? Because as a swordsman master, he will cherish the sword in his hand very much.
Of course, Dragon Boat Festival is an exception, not to mention he is not a swordsman. He only learned martial arts to kill Japanese soldiers.
And the reason why he used Xiaoguizi's samurai sword was just because it was sharp enough. It did not mean that Duanwu liked samurai swords.
But the other person was different. He was a knife lover. At the moment when the blades were about to collide, he reversed the blade and faced the Dragon Boat Festival's blade with the back of the blade.
And in this way, not only would his blade not be injured, but the Dragon Boat Festival's samurai sword would be directly opened with a gap under the blessing of two huge forces! ...
