The man in black said: "You and I are called Dark Night."

"Dark night?"

Saito Yiming thought for a few seconds, but he had never heard of such a master in the Chinese martial arts world.

I was knocked back several steps by one move against this person. He must be a master of martial arts!

Saito Yiming and his brother are both characters who will never bow their heads and admit defeat easily.

His pair of deep black eyes looked straight into the dark night, and he said solemnly: "Well, since you stopped me, I'll kill you first and then get down to business."

The dark night said nothing.

Saito Yiming slowly stretched out his hand, and then held a long knife hanging on his waist.

This is the portable sword of the island nation's ninjas, called the Japanese sword.

As a ninja, the Japanese sword is Saito Kazuaki's favorite weapon.

Moreover, as a ninja master, Saito Kazaki has the blessing of weapons, and his force value will be greatly improved.

Even in the dark night, when he saw Saito Yiming pull out the Japanese sword, his dark and cold eyes became deeper.

Saito Yiming held the handle and slowly pulled out the sword. It was a long, dark sword.

The blade is narrow, has a gentle arc, and has no luster.

After An Ye saw Saito Yiming's sword, he couldn't help but admired: "What a good sword! If I read it correctly, yours is the black scale sword that ranks among the top ten in the island country's sword list!"

"Have a vision."

Saito Yiming nodded and said: "I have always carried this knife with me. I have killed eight people with it."

Hearing this, An Ye said: "I guess those who died under this knife must not be ordinary people, otherwise you wouldn't even bother to use this knife to kill them."

Saito Yiming nodded and said: "That's right."

"In this case, today I want to fully experience the power of this black scale sword." An Ye said with great expectation.

"good."

Saito Yiming agreed, and the next second, his figure flashed!

Originally trembling, he suddenly struck into the dark night like lightning.

With lightning speed, it can cover your ears.

A moment.

Saito had already appeared in front of An Ye as soon as he screamed, and the next second, the knife with cold light struck straight at An Ye!

And the moment when Saito Yiming brandished his sword.

The powerful sword energy instantly enveloped the surrounding area for several meters, making people feel a strong sense of pressure and suffocation!!

At this time, He Junchen, who was standing nearby, was looking at the two of them intently, with a solemn and worried look on his face.

Seeing that Saito Yiming's sword was about to fall on An Ye, at this moment, An Ye's figure flashed!

Others couldn't see clearly how these two people performed their moves and they were able to dismantle each other's moves.

After a while, a dull sound suddenly came out, and then Saito Yiming was seen taking a few steps back.

At the same time, An Ye also retreated continuously.

The two of them took seven or eight steps back before they regained their footing and looked at each other solemnly.

There was some blood bleeding from the corner of Saito Yiming's mouth.

At first glance, Saito Yiming and An Ye seem to be equally matched in strength.

At this time, An Ye said to Saito Yiming: "Mr. Saito, you'd better leave now, otherwise you won't be able to leave later."

When Saito Yiming heard this, his expression suddenly became a little sinister, and then he nodded slightly and said, "Okay, see you later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Saito Yiming neatly put the katana into the scabbard, then walked into the darkness and gradually disappeared...

An Ye watched Saito Yiming's retreating figure until he was completely out of sight, then he felt relieved.

"Thanks to you this time, thank you."

He Junchen came to An Ye and thanked him.

Hearing this, An Ye just shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Upon seeing this, He Junchen immediately asked: "Are you okay?"

A bitter smile appeared on An Ye's face, and he said: "Saito Yiming's strength really cannot be underestimated. If I hadn't been fast enough just now, I'm afraid..."

An Ye said, looking at the injury on his shoulder.

He Junchen followed An Ye's gaze and saw that he was injured, so he immediately said: "Why don't you go to my house to deal with it first, and I will help you apply medicine."

An Ye shook his head slightly and refused: "Forget it, I can handle this injury myself, but you have to pay attention to your own safety in the future."

"I see."

He Junchen nodded and said.

"Then, see you later."

After saying this, An Ye planned to leave.

Looking at his retreating figure, He Junchen bowed deeply to him.

But when An Ye walked to a position about ten meters away from He Junchen, he suddenly turned around and said to him: "You don't have much time left."

Boom!

These words exploded in He Junchen's ears like thunder. He trembled all over and his expression changed drastically.

He has always been calm and calm no matter what happens.

But at this moment...

He Junchen's expression became very ugly.

Even breathing started to speed up.

After An Ye said these words, he turned around, and his figure completely merged with the darkness.

He Junchen stood motionless for a long time, his expression very complicated.

After a while, He Junchen took a step forward, turned around and entered a unit building, intending to go back to his home.

After he went upstairs, he opened the door and walked into the home.

This house has three bedrooms and one living room. The overall layout is simple and clean.

After He Junchen entered the door, he went straight back to the room, then opened the safe and took out the painting...

This is a fresh and elegant Chinese painting.

There is a woman in the painting.

This woman was wearing a simple and elegant dress, as if she were a fairy descending from heaven.

He Junchen looked at the beautiful woman in this painting with great fascination, slowly stretched out his hand, and gently touched the woman's cheek.

His eyes are full of tenderness.

It was as if the woman in the painting was standing in front of him.

He caressed the face of the woman in the painting with an expression of obsession, her expression was very happy.

But soon, He Junchen's expression became very painful again!

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer! I will definitely save you! I understand that I don't have such strength now, but don't worry, my cousin can definitely save you! Just wait a little longer for me..."

He Junchen held the painting and muttered to himself.

…

It's already half past ten in the evening.

Jiang Xiaofeng finally returned home.

After returning home, Jiang Xiaofeng took a shower first, and then contacted Liu Qingcheng, Liang Yuxin and Luo You respectively.

Several people reported to him that they were safe, and Jiang Xiaofeng felt relieved.

After that, Jiang Xiaofeng also contacted Ji Yurou.

However, the call was not answered, and Ji Yurou's cell phone was turned off.

Thinking about it, it is impossible for the Ji family to contact Ji Yurou during this period of time.

In desperation, Jiang Xiaofeng could only hang up the phone and prepare to rest.

After a while, Jiang Xiaofeng fell asleep.

The next day, Jiang Xiaofeng woke up early on purpose, brushed his teeth and washed his face, then took a taxi to an old community...

This is the location of Jiang Xiaofeng’s free clinic today.

Just halfway, Tao Shengren suddenly called Jiang Xiaofeng.

Jiang Xiaofeng quickly answered the phone and said politely: "Uncle Tao, are you calling me?"
Chapter completed!