Chapter 854: One Knife, Four People

The two of them talked happily, and their laughter kept echoing in the back garden, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

The four members of the Imperial Sword Society who were brought in early by the foreman looked at Yanagawa Mio and Mrs. Dai who were chatting in the pavilion with an embarrassed look.

They had been waiting for more than an hour, and Yanagawa Mio also saw them, but she had no intention of letting them pass.

The four people felt a little unhappy, but after thinking for a while, they still held back and continued to wait quietly.

After waiting for another half an hour, Yanagawa Mio still ignored them. The four looked at each other and finally made a decision, approaching the pavilion hesitantly.

"Madam, Mr. Yanagawa!"

When Mrs. Dai finished talking to the Japanese man, the four people near the pavilion took the opportunity to greet them with a respectful look: "Good afternoon."

Mrs. Dai nodded to the four people in a friendly manner, but did not speak, just elegantly sipping the tea in front of her.

Yanagawa Weiyang picked up the teacup, glanced at the four people, and said lightly: "Did your Imperial Sword Society take action last night? What happened?"

"Twenty-one people, including President Muto, were all killed."

A Japanese woman stepped forward with unspeakable shame on her face: "Only we who spread the news survived."

"The president asked us to come here and tell Mr. Yanagawa the details so that you can have a better reference."

"Waste!"

Yanagawa Weiyang snorted coldly: "Ye Tianlong had a fierce battle with Song Zhu and others. He is seriously injured at the moment. Why can't you kill him?"

"You are really a waste of Mrs. Dai's efforts. You still want to give me reference? Reference for what? Reference for your failure?"

His black clothes rustled in the wind, and the dark clouds moving quickly in the sky made his face flicker.

He spoke in a low voice, but the whistling cold wind could not cover it: "Muto Yukiko is a fool, and Ono is already old and confused."

"When will it be his turn to give me advice?"

The four members of the Imperial Sword Society felt their hearts beating with the changing rhythm of Yanagawa Miyo's words.

Mrs. Dai smiled brightly, and the room was filled with fragrance: "Yanagawa-kun, don't be angry, they have tried their best."

Ye Tianlong escaped again, and Mrs. Dai felt very sorry, but it also inspired her to fight harder, to kill Ye Tianlong at all costs.

"Try your best?"

Yanagawa Mio glanced at the four members of the Royal Sword Society, and a hint of teasing appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Do you look at them and see if they tried their best?"

"You didn't struggle to die with Ye Tianlong, and you had time to escape to West Lake for refuge. You really deserve your duty, a bunch of good-for-nothings."

"It's good to have 21 dead. If there are fewer rubbish, the quality of the East will be higher and the resources will be more abundant. Rubbish is not worthy of sharing."

He drank the tea in the cup in one gulp: "Xiao Ye seems to be really old. The people he raised are all good-for-nothings. They are not good at doing things, but they are good at making trouble. [zero] ↑九△小↓说△网]"

Hearing these words, the four members of the Royal Sword Society looked very ugly. If their master taught them a lesson like this, they could accept it.

After all, they worked hard for the Royal Sword Society, but Yanagawa Mio scolded them a little.

Although he was the top swordsman in the East and a member of the Shimizu family, he was still not qualified to trample on their dignity like this.

Especially Yanagawa Mio scolded Ono, which made them feel an unspeakable shame.

"Mr. Yanagawa, you can humiliate us, but you can't humiliate our president."

A Japanese woman looked at Yanagawa Mio: "Mr. Ono is still your elder, you have no right to slander him!"

"Although the operation failed last night and Miss Muto was lost, we are not deserters, and the Imperial Sword Society has follow-up arrangements."

"The four of us came to Xihu City, first to follow Mr. Ono's instructions and tell Mr. Yanagawa the situation so that you can better deal with it."

Although they knew that Yanagawa Mio was a strong man from the East, the members of the Imperial Sword Society were unwilling to be humiliated by him, so they argued very hard. Fierce:

"Second, avoid Ye Tianlong and his pursuit, so as not to drag more people from us. We are not afraid of death."

Yanagawa Weiyang sneered: "Waste is waste, so why do you have so many reasons?"

"There are too many wastes like you in Japan, so the quality of Japan is lowered."

"Although Xiao Ye is a little stronger than you, and he also created a Royal Sword Society, he is still a waste, otherwise how could he be bullied so badly?"

Mrs. Dai flashed a hint of teasing, but it disappeared quickly. This guy, after the martial arts breakthrough, it is rumored that he even looked down on Wolverine and the Grim Reaper.

He directly identified himself as Akishinoko of Wakayama, and believed that he would definitely become the first tenth-grade master in Japan before the age of forty.

So, Xiao Ye and the Royal Sword Society, how could Yanagawa Weiyang think highly of him?

But Mrs. Dai didn't say much. In her opinion, the more proud Yanagawa Weiyang was, the better, so that he would be more crazy to deal with Ye Tianlong.

Hearing Yanagawa Mio humiliating themselves and the organization in this way, the three men of the Imperial Sword Society were indignant and spoke fiercely:

"Mr. Yanagawa, you were just a rogue and a scoundrel, the lowest level of trash, not much nobler than us."

"Also, don't forget that you drank the porridge of the Imperial Sword Society. Without our charity, you would have starved to death on the street."

The Imperial Sword Society is a legal underworld approved by the government. In addition to fighting and killing, it also responds to official charity from time to time.

One winter, the temperature was extremely cold. The Imperial Sword Society opened various halls as porridge points according to instructions to provide hot white porridge to those in need.

At that time, Yanagawa Mio was considered a refugee and had eaten a lot of porridge from the Imperial Sword Club, so members of the Imperial Sword Club felt that what Yanagawa Weiou had just said was ungrateful.

"presumptuous!"

Hearing the members of the Imperial Sword Club teasing the hidden needles, Yanagawa Weiyang's eyes flashed, and his body flew out like a wisp of light wind.

A flash of cold light!

Before the four members of the Royal Sword Club could react, they fell backwards, and the blood arrows sprayed from their throats, as bright as fireworks.

They fell to the ground, looked at Yanagawa Weiyang with horrified expressions, and then died with their heads tilted.

"when……"

It was the sound of Raikiri being sheathed, but no one could see clearly when Raikiri unsheathed and stabbed.

The gesture of Mrs. Dai who was pouring tea also froze slightly. Obviously Yanagawa Weiyang's strength once again exceeded her expectations, but it also made her eyes clearer.

Yanagawa Weiyang flicked off her finger and wiped blood, looked at the people behind her and said lightly: "Yamaki, I hope you don't let me down..."

The three men in black knelt down with a plop: "I will definitely live up to Mr. Yanagawa's trust."

"snort!"

A thunder sounded at the right time, and heavy raindrops fell from the sky.

It's raining!

Ten minutes later, four bags were carried out from the back of the club. A small truck approached, four people jumped out, took the bags and threw them into the car.

In a teahouse opposite, a pair of eyes slowly lit up, staring at four blood-stained bags...