When Long Xiaoqi looked at Murakami, Murakami was also looking at Long Xiaoqi. They seemed to be completely attracted by each other, and the two girls who were fond of their eyes stared at each other and complained.

"It's so hateful! It's so hateful! Why do men also fight for men with us?"

"Yeah, but it's great to be with men."

"Yes, yes, it's very interesting for men to have sex with men!"

“…”

The two girls in the fate talked in a low voice, and their eyes grew from frustration to excitement. Although the guests refused to pay attention to them, they were likely to see the two men having sex here.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Murakami waved his left hand and slashed the two aids hard on the neck of the sister, knocking them to the ground.

"He is actually a merciful killer, not bad, hahaha..." Long Xiaoqi crossed his legs and said his identity in one sentence.

He came here to play with pride, fearing that everyone would not know that he was here, just to wait for the killer. Although he didn't know much about the profession of killer, he knew that assassination against him would never stop as long as he was not dead. Although he didn't know much about the killer's heart, he understood the hearts of professional soldiers.

Whether it is a method or rhythm, the assassination he was subject to is a professional soldier. It is difficult for outsiders to see this, but as a professional soldier, he is very familiar with the other party's aura. For example, if it were another killer, he would definitely use mines, while the assassination of himself was a standard military claw-shaped grenade.

This is the standard equipment of Japan's special combat group. It is not possible for ordinary people to use it. Only those from special combat groups will use it. Moreover, this kind of grenade is only for use by special combat group troops, which is difficult for the outside world to obtain. In the case of difficulty, there are so many grenades in the world to choose from, why do you still need to use standard claw shape?

"Women are a vulnerable group, especially in my country." Murakami stood there straight, staring at Long Xiaoqi.

"Yes, not bad, I knew you would come." Long Xiaoqi bit the cigarette and continued with a smile: "Every professional soldier will receive a loyal patriotic education. No matter what he engages in in the future, no matter what kind of person he becomes, he will always love his motherland and his nation in his heart. You are a professional soldier, and professional soldier has the passion that no one else does not have. When you hear the cherry blossom song and when you see your compatriots playing with me, how can you not be passionate about your blood? Another thing is that you know that I am a professional soldier and a professional soldier in China, so your passion becomes even more boiling."

Long Xiaoqi was more manic than anyone else when he was manic, and Long Xiaoqi was more calm than anyone else when he calmed down. He inferred the troops where the killer was located through the claw-shaped grenade in the sea, and then through the details of all the assassination, he inferred that this was a professional soldier of a special combat group.

Professional soldiers are all passionate. If you want to choose to kill the enemy, the most enjoyable way is to have a hard fight with the opponent. Especially when the opponent insults his motherland, there is nothing more satisfying than killing the opponent face to face.

When Murakami saw that scene, his ears were filled with the sad cherry blossom song. He was a killer from a professional soldier. He could ignore everything outside, but in his own country, he could not help but feel it. In the deepest part of his thinking, his former professional soldier identity always surpassed the killer's identity.

"I always have to decide who will win or lose." Murakami said coldly: "I have not fought with Chinese professional soldiers yet. Since the target is Chinese professional soldiers, I can continue the battle that should not have been terminated."

The battle that should not have been terminated was the eight-year war of resistance. Although the final result ended with Japan's defeat, for many of Japan, the war did not end and their imperial dreams were not shattered. Obviously, Murakami who said this was a typical example. When facing a target of causing trouble in their country at such an extreme, how could it be impossible to not have a face-to-face contest, which proves their strength in Japan.

, in Japan, it is called the extreme right force; in the United States, it is called the hawk; in China, it is called the angry youth. The angry youth can sit in front of the Japanese embassy with a knife to challenge life and death, so how can they not be willing to kill their biggest enemy face to face?

"Do you know why I'm causing trouble?" Long Xiaoqi grinned and said to Murakami leisurely: "Everything is to lay the groundwork now. Although I was careless in the process, I got the desired result!"

Upon hearing this, Murakami's eyes sterned.

Everyone thought Long Xiaoqi was bored and found trouble, but everyone didn't know that he had hidden his mind so deeply. Since he dared to come to Japan alone to accept the hunt, he had already made all the preparations. Looking for trouble was just his temptation, because he didn't know which killer Hongri would send to deal with him, and he didn't know the habits of these killers.

But he knew that if someone provoked and caused trouble in his country and was a target of being hunted, he would definitely teach the other party to be a human being in the most open way. The same is true for the other person's perspective. Killers with nationality and nationality will never be able to lose their national care.

Long Xiaoqi raised his head and drank a big sip of wine. The swaying Adam's apple was exposed in front of Murakami. His movements were very casual and relaxed, and he seemed to have no concerns about the exposure of Adam's apple. You should know that one back and the other Adam's apple are places that people like them would never expose to others.

Murakami's Adam's apple also moved, and the Adam's apple that followed Long Xiaoqi's drinking moved together. His eyes showed a terrifying murderous intent, and even his tongue. His head couldn't help but stretched out and gently licked his lips.

This is the key, the most deadly key. As a professional killer, Murakami would never give up this opportunity. He held the right hand of the wine plate and moved it gently, and a miniature pistol was stuck under the wine plate.

"puff!"

His fingers pulled the trigger silently, and a bullet shot out instantly, attacking Long Xiaoqi who was drinking.

At the same time, he clearly saw Long Xiaoqi's body rolling around the side, cleverly avoiding his shooting, and continued to sit on the sand and drink.

"puff!"

The warhead hit the sand, and a clear bullet hole appeared, shattering and flying.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Murakami pulled the trigger at Long Xiaoqi like lightning, and the frequency was shocking. However, Long Xiaoqi kept rolling on the sand as if he knew where the warhead was about to fly, avoiding it.
Chapter completed!