Chapter 388: Sword Master!

ferocity.He wants to hang Fang Yu's corpse up for public display!Yang Shaorong thought for a moment, then asked again: "Master Guyan, I want to know, can Jian'er's injuries... recover Especially his r...At this point, the waiter was sprawled in the middle of the doorway to the opposite room, clutching his stomach and screaming.

"Get the hell out of here!" a voice roared from the next room.

Ye Shengxue's face was icy cold, and she was just about to step forward.

At this moment, guests in the second-floor rooms were all leaning out to see what was happening.

This restaurant isn't cheap. People who dine here are quite well-off and have a certain level of sophistication.

And this man not only has low quality, but he even dares to hit the waiter, too much.

All the guests looked at the man's room door with grim expressions, but no one wanted to start a fight.

At this moment, a man in blue samurai garb and carrying a long sword at his waist stepped out from behind the curtain in Ye Shengxue's neighboring room.

This samurai was probably around forty years old, his face weathered but still quite handsome.

His hair was long, tied into a braid that fell past his nape.

At the sight of this person, Ye Shengxue's face changed.

The aura of this warrior is so sharp!

Especially in the moment their eyes met.

Ye Shengxue felt as if countless sharp blades were stabbing at her from all directions, her whole body turning icy cold!

The samurai walked straight to the room across from Ye Shengxue. As he passed Ye Shengxue, he said in Japanese, "Excuse me."

Ye Shengxue immediately took a step back.

The samurai strode straight into the room across from him.

"Who are you! What do you want Are you here to get revenge for that bastard Idiot..." The man in the other room shouted angrily.

"Bang!"

The next second, the man's body flew through the air and crashed into the outer wall with a loud bang.

The guests on the second floor burst into an exclamation of surprise.

The man was dazed, but anger flooded his brain.

He struggled to his feet, pointing at the samurai in the room and snarling, "You dare hit me You stupid idiot, you dare hit me If you have any guts, don't leave. Today I won't break your arms and legs, I swear I'm not a Fan!"

As they were talking, the portly man took out his phone and was about to make a call.

And at the same time, the security guard of the restaurant also rushed upstairs.

But just the next second.

A flash of silver appeared in front of the man's neck as he was on the phone.

The man's eyes widened in shock, and the phone in his hand flew to the ground.

A barely perceptible bloodstain appeared on his neck.

After a full two seconds, the wound suddenly began to spurt blood that was steaming hot!

This portly man, his body stiff, collapsed with a crash, blood gushing from his wound!

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone present finally came to their senses.

This man, was killed!

Just like that, he was killed!

He didn't even hear his screams!

The samurai casually flung the dinner knife in his hand behind him, then walked to where the beaten waiter was sitting on the corridor floor. He knelt down, helped him up, and asked him in Japanese about his condition.

The waiter was completely terrified, trembling all over and unable to speak.

"Are you alright" The samurai, thinking the waiter didn't understand Japanese, switched to a somewhat stiff Mandarin.

"I, I'm fine..." The waiter replied in a terrified voice.

The samurai nodded, rose to his feet, and looked around.

At this point, the surrounding guests were already petrified and frozen in place.

No one expected this samurai to strike directly!

That man, although of very low character and even resorting to violence against the waiter, should not be sentenced to death!

Everyone thought the samurai only wanted to teach this man a lesson.

Unbeknownst to him, the man was directly killed!

This is too cruel!

Many guests turned pale and looked away.

Even some guests wanted to call the police!

At this moment, the shopkeeper ran up.

He glanced at the corpse lying in a pool of blood, his face paling.

But when he turned to look at the samurai, his expression became respectful again.

"Mr. Honda, I hope this doesn't disturb your meal." The shopkeeper said in Japanese.

Called the Honda Samurai, he shook his head and slowly walked back to his own room.

At this moment, several flattering voices echoed in the room.

"As expected of the first swordsman of the dojo! Mr. Honda truly possesses the spirit of a true samurai..."

"Of course, Mr. Honda is a highly respected senior figure in the kendo world of Japan!"

"Mr. Honda..."

All the guests stood frozen, their eyes wide with shock.

Why did that samurai named Honda, after killing someone, still act as if nothing had happened

And the shopkeeper, too, remained quite calm and showed no signs of taking responsibility.

What's going on

Their eyes were filled with astonishment.

The Chinese martial arts world also has many powerful warriors, such as masters and Martial Venerables.

But no matter how powerful a martial artist is, they must still abide by the rules!

You must absolutely not kill at random! Especially killing ordinary people!

This man named Honda, a native of the East, could so casually end a person's life!

"I'm so sorry for what happened today. Your meal is on the house, please feel free to eat with peace of mind." The manager said to everyone, then instructed the security guard behind him to deal with the stiff corpse.

Guests reacted and rushed back to their respective rooms, afraid to speak any further.

They are all intelligent people.

It's obvious that the samurai is not someone to be easily offended, otherwise the shopkeeper wouldn't have handled it so discreetly!

Since the shopkeeper has already taken action, this group of customers absolutely cannot act rashly.

That samurai killed people without batting an eye; who dared to provoke him

Ye Shengxue frowned, returning to her room.

At this moment, Fang Yu had just finished all the dishes on the table and was drinking water.

"Mr. Fang..." Ye Shengxue's face was grave, wanting to tell Fang Yu about what had just happened.

"That's a bit excessive, isn't it All he did was speak loudly and you killed him." Fang Yu said.

"However, that samurai seems pretty capable," Fang Yu said again.

"Yes, his aura is incredibly sharp." Ye Shengxue said.

"Sigh, I'm full. Time to go home and take a nap." Fang Yu stood up and stretched.

Ye Shengxue also knew that it was not advisable to interfere at this time.

"I'll send you back, Mr. Fang." Ye Shengxue followed behind Fang Yu, leaving the room together.

Honda's room is just ahead.

When Fang Yu passed by, he glanced inside.

At this moment, Honda, who was drinking, just happened to turn his head and look outside!

Their eyes met in the air!e creatures.The scene inside this ruins is a recreation of the content in that mythical story!Fang Yu's eyes lit up, and he looked at the giant python's open mouth. Without thinking much, he rushed st...