Chapter 97 Nine Chrysanthemums and One Door

Aomori Chongxiu couldn't help but want to take a closer look. Several bodyguards gathered him nervously and walked to the center of the hall.

The Qin Emperor's sword was slightly longer than the ordinary sword. At that time, the sword of this length was simply very unbelievable, because the iron smelting process was not developed at that time, and it was not easy to make such a long weapon.

"It's great... It's really worthy of Qin Huangjian..." Aomori Chongxiu's drooling: If only I could have this sword...

At this moment, he suddenly saw that the body of the sword began to shine.

"Ah! Have you seen it!" Aomori Chongxiu was stunned: "He is shining! He really lit up just now! Did you see it?"

Several bodyguards wearing sunglasses stared at him and made a helpless gesture.

"Brother, you'd better leave here as soon as possible," Aomori Illusion whispered with a stiff face, "After all, this is not our own place, and we are not familiar with it."

It really glowed just now...

Aomori Chongxiu looked at Qin Huangjian unwillingly before he left, and suddenly reflected a picture on the bright sword. A man with a shawl hair and a bloody face was shouting at him, and there was no black hole left in one eye!

Ah! He covered his mouth and didn't let himself shout out. When he looked at it again, the reflection had disappeared.

He was sweating all over, because the person in the shadow was himself.

"Let's get on the bus. I have booked a ticket back to Japan." Aomori Illusion looks a little anxious.

At the moment of getting on the bus, Aomori Chongxiu suddenly felt something was wrong and suddenly paused.

"Boom!"

His car exploded in an instant!

The shock wave of the explosion knocked him down. When he got up, his whole body was blurred, and one eye was blown up.

"Someone attacked!" The bodyguards on the periphery immediately half squatted and surrounded him in the middle!

But bullets were accurately fired from all directions. Those bullets were like scalpels and penetrated into the brains of those bodyguards.

In an instant, he found that there were only illusions and loyalty around him.

Brother! Go away!" The illusion suddenly pushed him: "I broke the queen with loyalty!"

Chongxiu's heart was hot and he couldn't bear to leave, but the state of bleeding all over his body really made him unable to fight.

"Good brother, you must hold on! See you in Osaka!" Chongxiu turned around cruelly.

"Papa,"

A sharp gunshot was like a poisonous snake tearing open his eardrum.

Aomori Shigehide turned around tremblingly. He knew that shooting was an illusion.

Because of this thick and stuffy sound of guns, only the large-caliber revolver of the illusion can be emitted.

Loyalty was hit and fell to the ground, and most of his head was blown off.

"You..." Chongxiu looked at his Aomori illusion incredulously - this is his nephew!

"I'm sorry, uncle, your existence makes too many people uncomfortable..." Aomori Illusion said with a smile, "Do you know? You are not suitable for the Aomori family's pen at all!"

The gunfire sounded again, but this time it didn't play any role!

The huge bullet was resisted by a small ball of light. Aomori Chongxiu's eye was bleeding, but it was still as strong as before: "Huh! Is it up to you?"

Aomori Illusion didn't have time to fire the third shot, and his body had been pierced by one hand.

Crushed the other party's heart, and Aomori Chongxiu immediately sealed several of his acupuncture points.

This method of stopping bleeding is the secret of the family. Even his brother doesn't know that the eyeballs in his eyes have been blown up, and there are many bleedings on his body. Although he stopped the bleeding, his vitality was also greatly injured.

Daish, if only I had Pan Sang's kind of body protection...

The reason why he admired Pan Hongsheng so much that he did not dare to be his enemy was that the other party had almost perfect defense, but he did not.

In front of an almost insoluble opponent, there is only one way to compromise.

"Come out, are you still afraid of having a half-dead opponent?" Chongxiu gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Huh, you're wrong... You're dead..."

Suddenly, a smiling face appeared in the terracotta warriors and horses. The man lay on the ground in a strange posture as if he had no bones.

It turned out that he had been observing the battle, but he couldn't bear it; it was not until Aomori Chongxiu was almost consumed before he appeared.

Aomori Chongxiu couldn't help but feel a nausea when he saw him: the man's face was like a toad, full of pimples with white spots, which seemed to be possible to burst at any time.

"You died six months ago." The ugly-looking man smiled and said, "The only one who is targeted by our Jiuju is a dead end!"

Nine chrysanthemum one door! Aomori immediately turned pale.

In Japan, everyone knows the power of the Jiuju faction!

In those years of Japan's financial crisis, it was almost on the verge of everyone jumping off a building. Jiuju used its magic to build buildings in China with the law of robbery, which made Japan successfully survive the disaster.

Chinese people don't know about this, but it is well known among high-level people in Japan.

Japan, one of the most technologically developed countries, has a very respectful attitude towards tradition.

The Jiuju faction is also the most effective and respected by the Japanese. Jiu is the highest representative in Taoism, and ** is the most yin. The two represent the character of the Jiuju faction: cold and strong.

It is said that after the massacre in the Far East, soldiers often committed suicide due to mental disorders, and the problem was solved by Jiuju.

For the people in Jiuju, all Japanese are awe-inspiring and fear.

This genre originated from China, with a mysterious veil.

"I haven't offended your family. Why do you want to deal with me?" Chongxiu's tone suddenly softened, and he felt that he was only one step away from the ghost gate.

"Huh! This matter is not what I can decide. What I can decide is the way to kill you... Look at you honestly, I'll give you the haiest way to die! The art of poisonous toad!"

Suddenly, the ugly man turned over and spit out a dark green juice from his mouth!

Although Chongxiu was seriously injured, his strength was unambiguous. He avoided most of the venom, but a little venom was splashed on one side of his face.

"Ah!"

He felt half of his face burning hot! You can even smell the smell of poison burning your skin.

"Ha ha, now you are the same as me... Do you feel good?" The ugly man smiled ferociously and said, "I know what you think of me. You think I'm very disgusting, right? But I have the ability to decide your life and death! In order to become a poisonous toad, I sacrificed my handsome face... But it's all worth it!"

Sacrificed face for magic?

Chongxiu took away the hand covering his face. At this time, he was more ferocious than the other party.

At this time, he had no fear.