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"He said he had his own business to attend to," Alexandra said. "He said it was important."
"It seems that I haven't seen him for a long time." Murakami frowned, "Now that Mrs. Gao is dead, and there are only four of us with fingers, we should trust each other more. I don't think there is anything important about him It should have been hidden from us."
Alexandra nodded: "I will inform Master Bo."
That night, when Tashiro came to Richard's residence, a torrential downpour had already begun to fall in the sky.The big water slapped on the house and the ground like a dike, the water droplets splashed, and the water flowed along the glass, like a transparent waterfall hanging from the eaves.
The raindrops turned into a vast expanse of whiteness, and the ninja in red braved the heavy rain at this time, holding on to a rope, hanging on the outer wall of the building and climbing up, just like an extreme climber.
After Alexandra gave the order, Tashiro immediately rushed to deliver a message to Richard.However, as we all know, ninjas can't just walk in the door.Imagine a ninja with a mask on his face and a sword on his back standing honestly at the door, ringing the doorbell and asking politely: Is brother there?If you are here, our boss would like to invite you to have a cup of tea and chat for a while.If I'm not here, I'll ask again later
When a ninja appears on the stage, he has to pay attention to his momentum, and he has to be the first to win.You just showed your face and lost in momentum, how can you talk about it later?
So this hard-working ninja comrade braved the torrential rain and the bitter cold wind, and crawled on the outer wall with a rope.
As we all know, the specialty of ninjas is that they are able to "endure". The wind and rain are nothing to a ninja with first-class quality like him, but he just wants to sneeze...
It was hard to climb until there were only two or three floors left. Comrade Ninja paused, took a breath, and then looked up, and found a little blond girl at the target window looking at him with big eyes and tilted head. It's almost like asking, can my brother still crawl?Need me to give you a hand?
Makoto Tashiro: ""
So should I continue to climb the remaining three floors, or not?
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Tashiro really hurts.This has been exposed by visual inspection before climbing up. Keep going up. My girl always feels a little embarrassed watching from the window. Just give up like this. It’s a pity that I have climbed so high. It's not easy to think about it when you're tall
At this time Richard also came over: "Gwen, what are you looking at?"
"There's a weirdo downstairs crawling towards us," Gwen said. "Looks like a ninja, maybe the same guy from last time? Shouldn't we catch him and ask?"
Richard laughed: "Then why bother, it's not easy for him in such a heavy rainy day. Besides, he will climb up right away, we'll just wait and finish."
"Oh." Gwen nodded.
She had nothing to worry about with Richard here anyway.Besides, she felt anxious watching the ninja crawling slowly while dragging the rope, so she probably wasn't particularly good at fighting.She thought that if she was herself, she would be able to climb up without any tools, and even run vertically along the wall. She might ask "Big brother, do you want to buy it?"
But that way, the ninja brother below might have a mental breakdown
It took Tashiro a lot of effort to climb up. When he climbed to the window, he found that the closed window was opened for him, even saving him the effort of prying the window.As soon as he poked his head out of the window, he saw a man and a girl watching around the room, as if they were waiting for him to come up.
When he entered the door, he was drenched in the rain like a drenched chicken, and the rain splashed all over the ground.Richard said with a smile: "Brother, take a break, do you want some water? It's still hot from the fire."
Makoto Tashiro: ""
Brother Ninja said that his mentality was about to explode.He wants to say that I am a ninja who is here to intimidate you, sir, can you please respect my labor?
"Don't be too polite, just sit down, put down the sword on your back, it looks strange and heavy." Richard laughed.
Brother Ninja ignored it and was still trying to maintain his mysterious image.He lowered his voice and said, "Our Hand would like to interview your lord."
There is no need to say more about time and place.Because he was thinking that if Richard really had such a mysterious boss behind the scenes, then they must also know that the Midtown Financial Company is actually a vest for the Hand.And if Richard didn't have that background, there's no need to reveal too much to him.
As soon as Richard heard this, he immediately thought of it, and it turned out to be a group of ninjas from the Hand.After all, he killed Mrs. Gao before, so it's not that he didn't think about the possibility that these people would come to make trouble.Richard thought about chopping off all the remaining fingers of his hand, so as to save them from entanglement and trouble to death in the future.
He thought for a while: "Then what if we refuse?"
Tashiro snorted coldly.He drew out the long sword behind him with a swipe, a bright silver light dragged water droplets to cut through the air, and the cold and sharp point of the sword pointed directly at the tip of Richard's nose.
"If I were you, Mr. Li, I would pray that the lord would be willing to have a chat." He said coldly, supporting the scene, "Otherwise you may not be very lucky."
Tashiro really felt that he had finally found the right rhythm from the moment he entered the door.That's why the superior sent him here!Show force, show toughness, let the other party know that their hand is not a soft persimmon.
Richard looked at the point of the sword pointing at his nose and raised his eyebrows.
Three seconds later, a red figure flew through the window into the rain curtain in a flash, and the man and sword fell down together with the thousands of raindrops
Gwen covered her mouth by the window: "Is this going too far? This is the eighth floor."
"It's all right." Richard smiled and clapped his hands. "There's a trash can right under it. This guy is very strong, and he won't die with the garbage buffer, but the smell will be a bit heavy. Don't worry, I should throw it quite accurately. When I played basketball in high school, I hit one out of every ten three-pointers."
Gwen: ""
For some reason, she suddenly began to worry about the life and death of the buddy below.
Gwen still feels a little worried after thinking about it, after all, the little girl is kind-hearted and can't be cruel to others.So she leaned over to the window and looked down, and suddenly said in surprise: "Mr. Li, the lid of the trash bin below is closed."
Richard: ""
Keke, miscalculation.So he also came closer: "Then is that ninja brother still angry?"
Although the ninjas of the Hand are not good birds, it is not a big deal to kill them if they are killed, but as the saying goes, it is not good for the two countries to fight without beheading.
"I don't know." Gwen shook her head, "He's gone."
Richard stood by the window and followed her gaze and looked down, only to see that the streets and alleys behind were empty, without a single ghost.The lid of the trash can at the bottom is indeed covered.
However, it is not difficult to guess from the traces left below. The ninja brother must have grabbed the rope he was climbing when he was in free fall, swung along the rope and slipped away to the short building next to him.
Richard nodded slightly, trying to save face: "After all, he is a Hand ninja, so I knew he still had a backhand."
Gwen stared blankly.She began to feel that the credibility of every word Mr. Li said was gradually declining.
"But what did he mean?" Gwen was puzzled, "He just said something about an adult, who is he referring to?"
"Who knows." Richard shrugged helplessly.
He was also very baffled, didn't he just inadvertently mention Suffolin's name to Jin, and he didn't even make up the story and background, so why did this spread more and more widely and become a legend in Chengdu?