Chapter 12 Past

Does this person actually know the broken throat dagger? This really surprised the yellow finch.

He stared at Wang Pao and looked at it for a while, "Do you know the broken throat?"

Wang Pao was a little excited, "If you say so, do you admit it?"

The yellow finch nodded. Now that the other party has recognized it, just face it calmly.

Wang Pao looked at the yellow finch and said word, "The broken throat dagger, the weapon of Elder Zhang Qingyang is indeed an honor to see it today. With all due respect, I take the liberty to ask, who is Elder Zhang Qingyang and Zhang?"

The other party not only knew the broken throat dagger, but also knew Zhang Qingyang. The yellow finch couldn't help looking at him and then said, "Who are you?" Why do you ask so many questions?"

Wang Pao looked at the yellow finch. Obviously, the current situation is not enough for the other party to answer questions.

Seeing the yellow finch showing a broken throat dagger, and thinking of the thrilling chase just now, Wang Pao understood that, not to mention the environment he is not familiar with now, even if it is really a territory that he knows well, it is estimated that he may not be able to escape from the hands of the yellow finch. Besides, the yellow finch has such a sharp speed, but he is the most The powerful may not be speed, because Zhang Qingyang's knife is famous. At least, Wang Pao's current thinking is so.

It is not Zhang Qingyang's relatives who can have a broken throat dagger, but must be a person who has a lot to do with him. This kind of person has definitely been taught the exquisite knife method of the broken throat dagger. Wang Pao, I'm not sure.

A series of thoughts came to his mind. Just for a moment, Wang Pao seemed to understand everything. Today, he was destined to have nothing to do with the box in front of him, but...

Wang Pao decided to find another way. Some things have been appearing in his mind since the day he became sensible. In order to find the answer, he worked hard for ten years. Today, it may be the time when real clues begin to appear.

"Why don't you return the box?"

The yellow finch's tone is very cold. No matter who the other party is, he dares to go to October Maple to steal things. With this alone, the yellow finch will not look good to him.

Wang Pao suddenly smiled, "In terms of speed, you and I are comparable in terms of strength. However, this is your territory, and you have the broken throat dagger of the predecessor Zhang Qingyang in your hand. I believe that the person who can have a broken throat dagger must not be an ordinary person. Today, my Wang Pao admitted it and visited in the middle of the night. It's not what a gentleman did. The other day, I made a special trip to apologize.

The yellow finch was stunned. This guy was chased by himself just now, and now he even said that he wanted to apologize to himself. Is this possible?

But he was thinking about it, but Wang Pao suddenly threw the fake Luban box in his hand in front of him, and then kicked six or seven times on the wall in an instant. He jumped over the high wall and disappeared without a trace.

That speed is extremely strange.

The yellow finch looked at the five or six meters high wall. To be honest, the yellow finch has that kind of speed, but I can't imagine climbing over the high wall with my feet.

The yellow sparrow held the box and walked out of the alley quickly. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the alley, he met a small lose who ran head-on and was still barefooted.

"Brother Huang Que, are you all right?"

Xiaoduo was so anxious that he was afraid that something would happen to the yellow finch.

The yellow finch shook its head, "It's okay."

"Who is it?"

"I don't know. It seems that it came for Luban Box, but let him run away. His speed is very fast." The yellow finch was still recalling the kind of body method of Wang Pao just now. After a while, he said, "Okay, go back!"

When the two rushed out of the October Maple, Liu Jinyin and Xing should have woken up. When they saw someone in the middle of the night, they dared to come to the door of October Maple to pry the lock. It was really a surprise, and it was also the first time in the first time.

Seeing that Huang Que and Xiao Di chased him out, and the other party's purpose was still related to Lu Ban Box. Liu Jinyin did not dare to delay and called Zhao Daotu at the first time. After all, as long as there is something about Lu Ban Box, it may involve Huang Hailin. Therefore, inform Zhao Daotu is what Liu Jinyin feels should do most. .

After Zhao Daotu received the phone call, he rushed over non-stop. As soon as he stepped into the door of October Feng, Huang Que and Xiao Diu also just came back. Seeing that both of them were safe and sound, Liu Jinyin and Xing should not be relieved.

Zhao Daotu asked carefully and looked at the door lock of October Feng. I can't help frowning.

"Sparrow, do you see who it is?"

Zhao Daotu looked at the yellow finch, lit a cigarette, and asked.

The yellow finch nodded, put the fake Luban box in his hand on the table, and said, "In the alley of Lao Liu's former barber shop, he was intercepted by me. The other party is very young, at most 25 or 26 years old."

"What a hero. I didn't expect him to be so young. You just said that he is as fast as you?"

The yellow finch nodded.

Zhao Daotu knows the speed of the yellow finch. People who can be comparable to the yellow finch can definitely be described as inconceivable.

"He's weird!" The yellow finch said again.

"What do you say?"

Zhao Daotu asked quickly.

The yellow finch told all the things about the king cannon.

"In this way, is he here for the ghost axe treasure box?" Zhao Daotu asked.

The yellow finch thought for a while and said, "It should be, but we have a fake box in our hand. How did he know?"

Zhao Daotu nodded, "It seems that this person is not an ordinary person. By the way, Quezi, you just said that he would come back?"

"That's what he said to me, but I don't know if it's true or false?" The yellow finch is a little uncertain.

Zhao Daotu fell into meditation and leaned against the chair. After a while, he said, "I believe he will appear again."

As he spoke, he kept thinking about the identity of the other party. He could silently enter October Feng in the middle of the night and compete with the yellow finch. These two points alone are enough to make Zhao Daotu pay attention to it.

A black Chevrolet Copacchi got off the highway at 4 a.m. and slowly drove into the city.

Toshio Noda and Yukiko Endo still sat in the last row of the car. When the car drove into the quiet street, Toshio Noda's closed eyes also slowly opened. Looking at the dim yellow street lights on both sides of the street, he couldn't help thinking of a lot of things.

Toshio Noda put down some of the car window and let the cool breeze blow in. He felt the cool air, pulled his fist tightly, and muttered, "Seventy years, Second Lieutenant Endo, I heard that the weather was much colder than this. The snow was all over the sky, and the cold wind was piercing..."

Kiko Endo knew that the colonel in front of him thought of his grandfather again.

"Sad colonel, you don't have to think about the past."

"It's not that I want to think about it, but my brain is constantly directing me. I must think about it. The shame of the Noda family started from here."

Kiko Endo knows that even if he wants to persuade, he can't persuade.

Chevrolet kept driving on the street, like a ghost, carrying six decisive death, galloping all the way.

"Wait, let's go to the northern suburbs first!"

"Northern suburbs?" The driver muttered, and then saw that Toshio Noda behind him had no sound and suddenly stopped talking. Chevrolet turned a corner and drove quickly towards the northern suburbs.

These people are all Chinese, especially the driver who drives. They are deeply involved in every point of the city. If you want to fight, you should naturally know this position like the palm of your hand.

Half an hour later, Chevrolet slowly arrived at the northern suburbs of the city and stopped.

Toshio Noda slowly walked down the Chevrolet. He stood up straight and looked at the front. Not far away, an old house left by the pre-Qing Dynasty stood there quietly. Although the vicissitudes of time passed, things were wrong at the beginning, but Toshio Noda seemed to be able to faintly smell a smell of blood from the air.

More than 70 years ago, a telegram arrived in Tokyo, Japan from far away China. The content of the telegram is very simple. It mainly illustrates one thing. Major Noda Hirashi died gloriously and did not complete the sacred mission entrusted to him by His Majesty the Emperor. Along with him was Chiaki Endo, a senior agent of the Endo family.

History can't be stopped by anyone, but it is deeply reflected in the hearts of everyone in the Noda family.

As Toshio Noda said, this place is the beginning of the shame of the Noda family.

Toshio Noda looked at it, and he suddenly stepped forward.

Kiko Endo quickly greeted him and said, "Son, we can't go to this place. It has become a key protected cultural relic in the city. We must not lose the big because of the small."

Toshio Noda stopped and smiled bitterly, "Lieutenant Endo, don't worry, my mind is very clear now. I just want to stand closer. I want to tell my grandfather that for 70 years, the descendants of the Noda family have set foot on this land of China again. This time, I will never allow the past. Next time, I will definitely find the honor that belongs to the Noda family.

As he spoke, he slowly forced his eyes. He was feeling that he seemed to have seen that night. The snow was all over the sky, and a dark shadow quickly sneaked into the ancient building in front of him, and then he pierced his heart with one hand, broke his throat with the other hand, and suddenly launched an attack on the people in the room...

Then, the white snow was gradually stained with blood, which was shocking.

Toshio Noda frowned. He clenched his fist and the cold wind brushed his face, but he felt hot in his heart. He saw his grandfather's struggle, pain and unwillingness, and also saw the blood stains on the dagger.

That's the blood of the Noda family.

Toshio Noda opened his eyes again. He turned his head, looked at Kiko Endo, and said coldly, "This time, we have to find at least a piece of precious jade and a descendant of a broken throat dagger. We must kill him!"

After saying that, he bowed deeply to the ancient building in the distance, and then suddenly turned around.

Kiko Endo followed closely.

Chevrolet restarted, turned around in place, and drove into the night again.

Around, it became quiet again, and only the Qianqing building in the distance was silently watching everything.