Chapter 4 New Yinliu, Jushiro Inoue
This is the dungeon in the Jiansi Prison, which is specially used to hold felons and important criminals. The walls and floors are paved with stones, which are extremely hard.
He Maocai was sitting in the innermost chair at this time, on the chair against the stone wall on the north side.
There were officers and soldiers standing around him, holding all kinds of weapons, their blades pointed at the bars of the innermost cell, and there was a Japanese slave sitting among them!
The man's hands and feet were roughly shackled, but he was wearing a clean silk kimono. His head and face were cleanly shaved, and he had a unique hairstyle of the Japanese slaves. His movements were slow and slow. He didn't look like a prisoner, but more like a Japanese slave. Princes and nobles.
Although the Japanese slave was alone here and tightly bound by shackles, these soldiers holding sharp weapons still maintained a posture of being ready, their eyes were solemn, and they did not dare to relax at all.
It was as if the person squatting in the prison was not a human being, but a vicious tiger sitting in a hole, grinding its teeth and sucking blood, killing people like hemp.
In fact, in the eyes of these soldiers, this Japanese slave named Jushiro Inoue was far more ferocious and terrifying than any tiger.
Just to capture him, two of the five experts sent by the Hangzhou Yamen were killed on the spot. Only less than half of the more than fifty government officials who cooperated with the operation came back, and all of them were injured.
Every time the government officials who survived by chance mentioned this man, their faces looked horrified, as if they were ghosts and gods.
If the Yamen had not captured a dozen Japanese pirates under Inoue Jushiro and threatened their lives, with his boxing skills, he would have been able to break out of the encirclement and escape alone.
The two sides had been in a stalemate for a long time. It was not until He Maocai opened his mouth that the soldiers relaxed. Without any instructions, five of them left the queue and headed towards the top of the dungeon.
After breaking the dull atmosphere, He Maocai stood up, looked at the Japanese slave, and said gently:
"We always mean what we say. It's been two months and we haven't killed you or your brother. We give you what you ask for every day. Why don't you believe it?"
"That's because you don't dare to take action." The Japanese slave actually spoke fluent Chinese, "Don't forget, your predecessor was the one who killed us in prison, and the whole family was killed by the Oni Emperor."
The Ghost Emperor refers to Zhu Tiandu, the Prince of Baolong who travels across the world and dominates the Wonu Kingdom.
He Maocai frowned and his tone became harsh.
"Since you are so powerful, why don't you kill Hu Zongxian's whole family and Qi Jiguang's whole family?"
Hearing these two unforgettable names, the Japanese slaves were filled with hatred, their eyes flashed fiercely, and they stood up and struck a palm.
The shackled palm penetrated the short table in front of him and hit the straw mat. The straw mat immediately split into several pieces and grass clippings flew everywhere.
Several soldiers immediately clenched their guns and stopped in front of He Maocai. They are all battle-hardened characters, and we can see the power of Jushiro Inoue's skills.
Although He Maocai imprisoned the Japanese slave in a dungeon, for the sake of his inner plan, the tools he used were all of the best quality.
This short table is one of them. It is made of pure solid wood. It is solid and heavy, but it cannot withstand a gentle palm.
How terrifying is this power?
He Maocai was not in a hurry and called away the soldiers in front of him. He was not surprised by the strength of the Japanese pirates because this man's origins were unusual.
Jushiro Inoue is a Japanese swordsman and a disciple of Kamiizumi Nobutsuna. His Shinin-ryu swordsmanship is quite authentic. He is one of the most outstanding swordsmen among the younger generation of Japanese warriors.
And his biological brother, Inoue Jusanro, is even more remarkable. He is Zhu Tiandu's favorite general and one of the thirty-six ship owners. He has many Japanese pirates under his command and is powerful, making him a powerful leader in the Japanese slave country.
Considering the background and strength of Inoue Jushiro, and thinking that this man was one of the few Japanese slaves who valued love and justice, He Maocai spared his life, hoping that he could be put to use in the future.
After calling away the soldiers, He Maocai said calmly:
"Mr. Jushiro Inoue, I have made it clear enough. Aren't you loyal?
As long as you go to the tide-raising hall and hide something, and cooperate with me in a play, you can save a dozen of your brothers and get so much silk. What else is there that you don't want to do? ”
Jushiro Inoue was silent for a while, closing his eyes, obviously thinking about this matter.
Due to the tragic death of his predecessor, He Maocai was well aware of the methods of the pirates, and also knew that although the government looked menacing, they could not deal with Zhu Tiandu at all.
He was already a third-grade official, and even though the higher-ups wanted to reward him for this, they couldn't give him anything. It would be unwise to cause death for this.
Therefore, to this day, except for some confidants, He Maocai has not told anyone that the Japanese pirate he captured is the biological brother of Thirteenth Inoue, a talented swordsman from the Japanese slave country.
He Maocai has been in Zhejiang for many years. Although he has not gone deep into the local area, he has a vague sense of the disaster that may be caused by "converting rice to mulberry".
At this time, he also wanted to leave himself a way out - even if it was not a way out, it would save him some trouble.
Jushiro Inoue suddenly opened his eyes and sighed:
"You officials from the Central Plains are really ruthless."
He Maocai's face froze, but he saw that there seemed to be a glimmer of a knife in Inoue Jushiro's eyes, cold and sinister.
He pursed his lips and revealed a sinister smile.
"But, I like it."
The vicious and sinister intent made the soldiers outside the iron fence tremble and send chills down their spines.
Jushiro Inoue's expression suddenly faded, he stood up suddenly, stared at the deepest part of the corridor, and ordered in an unquestionable tone:
"If you don't want to die, just give me the key!"
He Maocai was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile and said:
"Mr. Inoue, I'm afraid..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a shrill howl that suddenly disappeared, and a round black shadow flew across from the end of the corridor, but it was a human head.
The head didn't even have time to close its eyes before it died. There was still an expression on its face that was extremely frightened, its eyes were about to burst, and its mouth was open to scream.
When they saw this human head, He Maocai and the officers and soldiers had only one thought in their minds.
——It's not like he was beaten to death, but rather like he was frightened to death by something, or a creature, that was beyond human understanding.
With a "plop" sound, the head fell on the corridor and rolled towards He Maocai and others.
Everyone followed the trajectory of the rolling head and looked forward, as if it was not a corridor, but a terrifying passage leading to the eighteenth floor of hell.
Their eyes met a pair of black cloth shoes.
On the shoes is a low-hanging robe, which is a long washed green cloth gown. In terms of texture, it is not even as good as the prison clothes worn by Japanese slaves.
But this handsome young man wearing black cloth shoes and a green cloth shirt is much more majestic and dignified than Jushiro Inoue sitting in prison.
If Jushiro Inoue is a prince and noble, then he is a general who has survived hundreds of battles and walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. With a wave of his hand, countless heads fell to the ground.
The killing aura of a fierce warrior seemed to be solidified, and everyone present could clearly feel, see, and even touch it.
Xu Xing walked slowly over. He glanced at He Maocai's third-grade official uniform and called him by his name:
"Are you He Maocai?"
He Maocai has been a criminal for more than ten years. He has handled countless major and important cases and has interrogated countless prisoners. He should not be unfamiliar with this method of questioning. But this was the first time he felt that he was like a prisoner kneeling in court, bowing his head, while the other person was the official who was sitting in a high position, wielding great power and taking life and death.
Looking at the Japanese slaves enjoying themselves in prison, and thinking about the miserable scene of those who had been wronged just now, Xu Xing felt extremely ridiculous.
The absurdity aroused an uncontrollable anger.
Facing Xu Xing's eyes that were boiling with murderous intent and as cold as ice, He Maocai's scalp exploded and his spirit became tense as never before.
At this critical moment, he made the most correct judgment at the moment. He pulled off the key hanging on his waist and threw it to Jushiro Inoue.
At the same time, the two fastest soldiers, holding long knives and spears respectively, were attacking Xu Xing from the left and right.
Looking beyond the two people, Xu Xing could see more figures.
He could see that each of these dozen or so people were veterans of the military who had experienced many battles and were extremely experienced in fighting.
Although their individual strength is not that great, after forming a battle formation, they still have an overwhelming advantage over ordinary boxers.
But the word "ordinary" has never been associated with Xu!
The spear is longer than the waist knife, and it enters Xu Xing's attack range faster.
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Xu Xing swayed to the left, and with a lightning-quick click of his right hand, he accurately caught the gun head, and flicked his wrist again.
The man felt as if the gun barrel in his hand was electrified. The shock made his palm numb and he had to let go.
Immediately afterwards, the tail of the gun originally held by the man raised its head like a poisonous snake and struck him hard on the chin.
Amidst the crisp sound of bone cracking, the sergeant fell heavily.
Xu Xing held the spear upside down in his right hand, using the spear as a stick. The tail of the spear hit the other man's machete, and the force was unleashed through the stick.
The blade was shattered into pieces, and the fragments flew everywhere. Half of the surrounding torches were extinguished at once, and the corridor was flickering on and off in an instant.
The long knife in the man's hand was shattered, and he hurriedly took a step back. Xu Xing pushed the barrel of the gun and shattered his shoulder blade with the tail of the gun.
Taking advantage of this gap, Xu Xing didn't bother to change the gun, so he simply squeezed the gun with his right hand, pulled off the gun head, and used the broken gun as a stick.
After the two fell, three more sergeants came up side by side. The corridor of the dungeon was not spacious and could only accommodate three people side by side at most.
Xu Xing took a step forward and stepped over the two fallen bodies. He held the long stick with both hands and stabbed the horse hard. He moved his wrists together and exerted force on his waist. The head of the stick shook out into a round shape, like a group sign placed in front of him.
Three spears entered the circle of Xu Xing's sticks one after another, but with just a slight touch, he knocked the weapons from these people's hands, and then smashed their bones, making them lose their fighting ability.
In the almost continuous collision sound, the three people fell one after another. At this moment, they heard the roar of the wind, and an iron railing shot out, like a powerful arrow, piercing Xu Xing.
Xu Xing twisted his wrist, and the wooden stick shook and swept the railing away. The railing remained unabated and sunk deeply into the stone wall, its tail trembling and buzzing.
Next to He Maocai, a soldier felt the sound of wind blasting in his ears, and his waist felt light.
He looked down and saw that his waist knife had been pulled out by Jushiro Inoue who had escaped from the trap at some point, and was held in his hand.
The Japanese slave swordsman jumped up high, stepped on the brick wall, turned his body like a line, and killed him from mid-air.
Xu Xing saw a bright flash of cold light, extinguishing all the torches in the corridor. In the darkness, the light of the sword was winding and slashing towards him silently.
New Yin-ryu swordsmanship - belly fish cut!
To practice this secret sword, the swordsman must wield the sword in a quiet and peaceful lake and understand the true meaning of Shishui. When the tip of the sword breaks the belly, the fish cannot feel the murderous intention and the fish dies silently, which is considered a success.
Jushiro Inoue once used this knife to kill three masters in the Hangzhou Yamen. They were all killed with one knife. The wounds were not big but very deep. The blood was splashed like a red fan spreading out, which was rich and gorgeous.
Jushiro Inoue had already seen from Xu Xing's performance just now that this was an extremely difficult master. In terms of boxing skills, he was probably more than one step ahead of him.
He also saw that hidden in the long package behind Xu Xing was an extremely heavy weapon, which was the most restrained in his sword skills.
But Jushiro Inoue is, after all, a master of practical combat who has experienced hundreds of battles and has a tenacious fighting spirit. Even if he knows that his skills are inferior to others, he will never give up hope of winning.
However, Xu Xing did not need to carry the weapon on his back. Instead, he acted arrogantly by snatching the soldiers' spears to make weapons, which gave Inoue Jushiro an extremely precious opportunity to take action.
Although he was holding an ordinary waist sword, with Inoue Jushiro's swordsmanship, he could definitely cut off the wooden stick easily and go straight to the palace.
Moreover, although Jushiro Inoue was a disciple of Ueizumi Nobutsuna, he was not limited to the swordsmanship of the Shinin-ryu.
He once had in-depth exchanges with the ninja masters of the Koga Ninja Regiment on assassination methods, and also learned some tips from these assassins who always hide in the shadows.
When people walk from light to dark, their eyes will uncontrollably blur for a while before they can gradually adapt. This is a physiological phenomenon that cannot be avoided no matter how advanced your boxing skills are.
The ninja masters of the Koga Ninja Regiment often take advantage of this to assassinate masters with higher martial arts skills than themselves.
Jushiro Inoue first closed his eyes, and then drew his sword to kill the light source in the dungeon. This was precisely to artificially create the opportunity for light to turn into darkness and use this to attack.
The situation was indeed as he expected. Although Xu Xing used his instinct to set up a wooden stick, the wooden stick collapsed at the first touch and could not play any role in resisting or delaying time.
But just when the light of the sword was about to touch his body, Inoue Jushiro felt his wrist sink. The blade seemed to have been pressed down by a huge weight, and it fell uncontrollably. Then, the entire waist sword broke into pieces.
These fragments did not fly away, but were firmly grasped by a white palm. Between the fingers of this palm, apart from the iron filings, there were also some powdered sawdust sprinkled out.
The sudden change in light did not affect Xu Xing's judgment at all.
At the critical moment, he actually used his strong finger strength to grab Inoue Jushiro's waist knife and the wooden stick in his hand together and crush them at the same time.
Jushiro Inoue had never seen such ferocious claw strength before. He was horrified. He used the movement technique of pressing the bottom of the box and retreated quickly.
He slapped the ground heavily with his backhand, twisting his bones and bending his back, like a dragon or a snake, and suddenly jumped two or three feet away, like a dragon swimming in the sea, giving people a feeling of being difficult to pursue and uncertain.
"Who are you?"
Xu Xing let go of his hand and looked at Jushiro Inoue's movements. He seemed to have some impression and murmured:
"Bagua swims around, snake-like snake pulls grass, coiling dragon fist..."
He raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and sighed:
"This is Zhu Polong's new boxing move. It's interesting. Over the years, he has really made extraordinary progress. It's very, very good!"
(End of chapter)