Chapter 1208 Ultimate move in the smoke
On the surface, there was no movement in the Ito family, and they were still very calm. It seemed that Keiko Fujiwara's trouble with the Ito family did not have any impact on the Ito family, or, it was only two or three people who really had an impact.
In this world, there are many people who have nothing to do with themselves, and many people who are wise and protect their lives. What's more, from their point of view, Keiko Fujiwara is just an outsider after all, even if he has sympathy for the dead Ito Hirobumi in his heart , but they will not stand up to support Ito Hirobumi and fight against Ito Yamao. After all, Ito Hirobumi is dead. In the future, the Ito family will be Ito Yamao's head. If you go against Ito Yamao, isn't that making yourself unhappy?
After Yang Hao wandered around, he returned to the hotel. Just as he stepped into the hotel, a tall and beautiful woman in fashionable clothes walked towards him. Yang Hao couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he saw this woman, and he secretly praised in his heart. Well, if this woman's appearance was placed in ancient times, it would definitely be a disaster for the country and the people. Even now, I'm afraid there should be constant disputes and troubles around her.
Although Yang Hao was amazed, he didn't look too much. He took a glance and forcibly retracted his eyes. The fashionable girl also saw Yang Hao, and her eyes swept away, but under the drooping eyelashes, there was a pair of beautiful eyes. Two points flashed by.
The two people just passed each other without looking back. The moment they passed each other, Yang Hao smelled a very strange fragrance.
This fragrance is not strong, on the contrary, it is very light, which makes people smell very comfortable. This kind of smell is a bit unique, at least not in the smell that Yang Hao has smelled before. It is a very unique and difficult smell. The fragrance is described in words, and the fragrance is very weak. If Yang Hao's sense of smell hadn't been greatly enhanced, he probably wouldn't have smelled it so clearly.
Yang Hao sniffed heavily and smelled the smell. Although Yang Hao considered himself not a scumbag, the smell was really good.
Yang Hao walked to his door and knocked on the door according to the code he and Fujiwara Keiko had agreed upon. Soon Fujiwara Keiko opened the door.
In order to take care of and protect Keiko Fujiwara, Yang Hao lived in a two-room apartment for the three of them. If they lived next door, if any emergency happened, there would be no guarantee that the rescue would be delayed.
"How is the situation?" Fujiwara Keiko looked at Yang Hao nervously and expectantly.
Yang Hao smiled, shrugged his shoulders and said: "As we expected, there is no movement, and there is no news about Ito's house. Ito Yamao is still alive and well."
Fujiwara Keiko's face showed a bit of disappointment. She stared at Yang Hao and said, "I already have the answer."
Yang Hao stared into Fujiwara Keiko's eyes and hummed softly: "You tell me."
Keiko Fujiwara also stared into Yang Hao's eyes and said: "I still can't be as cruel as Yamao Ito, although everyone in the Ito family treats me indifferently, but I can't stand up just because others are indifferent to me." On my side, I want to kill the other party, right?"
Yang Hao nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Yanguo has a saying that it is love to help you, and it is duty not to help you, so don't care too much about whether others must stand by your side and help you, especially those who don't care at all. people."
Fujiwara Keiko said softly: "I don't care about other people, but Ito Koji and Ito Yamao must die. Ito Yamao is the murderer who killed my husband, and Ito Koji sat idly by knowing that Ito Yamao was the murderer. , they all have a reason to die, they deserve to die!"
Yang Hao smiled gently and said: "Very good, I think you made a right decision. You will definitely not regret your decision in the future."
Fujiwara Keiko stared at Yang Hao with bright eyes: "When I proposed to make the Ito family disappear completely, you didn't immediately agree, even when you arrived at the hotel, you didn't rush me, are you waiting for me to change it yourself? idea?"
Fujiwara Keiko was originally a very intelligent person, but he was dazzled by anger and hatred before, but now that he calmed down, Fujiwara Keiko understood that Yang Hao was waiting for him to change his mind, he didn't want to fall into hatred and make himself regret The impulse of a lifetime.
Yang Hao did not answer Fujiwara Keiko's question, but asked: "Okay, how do you want them to die?"
Fujiwara Keiko was expelled from the Ito family, and saw the indifference of the Ito family. She no longer had the hope of finding justice for her husband in an upright manner. She was killed by her younger brother, and her father just ignored her. After being framed and expelled from home, is it still necessary or possible for me to seek justice in an open and honest manner?
"I don't care, I just want them to die. After they die, I will avenge my husband, and the stone in my heart will be released, and I can start a new life. Let this past be forever Let's go."
Yang Hao nodded gently: "Okay, I got it, let's rest for the night first, I'll do this thing tomorrow, but do you have any idea about what you will do in the future?"
Fujiwara Keiko had a bit of bitterness on her face: "Maybe I will go to another country and start a new life."
Yang Hao nodded and praised: "This is a good method."
Fujiwara Keiko suddenly smiled and said: "The treasure left to me by Bowen is enough for me to live comfortably for the rest of my life."
Seeing that Keiko Fujiwara seemed to have finally let go of her worries, Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said no more, turned around and walked straight into his room.
When night came, Yang Hao called Qiu Yunzhen with his mobile phone on the bed, hung up the phone after chatting for a while, fell asleep after watching TV for a while, and planned to investigate the whereabouts of the Ito family and his son tomorrow and kill them. .
In the middle of the night, a figure suddenly appeared on the balcony of the suite where Yang Hao lived. This figure seemed to blend into the surrounding scenery, making the whole person look a little blurry, like a ghost without actual form.
After the figure stood on the balcony for a few seconds, he walked lightly into the living room of the suite where Yang Hao and others lived, looked at the two doors next to each other, and the figure walked to the door without making a sound. , listened for a while, and then stopped at the door of the room where Yang Hao was.
The door of Yang Hao's room was not locked. This figure put his hand gently on the doorknob, and turned the latch little by little. He was not impatient at all, and his hand was very steady, and he could open it at the last little bit. When the door opened, he stopped his hands and waited quietly.
After waiting for several seconds, the figure took a deep breath, and then turned the last bit of the bolt.
Silently.
There was a slight gap in the door, but this person did not push the door open in a hurry, but took out a thin tube from his pocket, fiddled with it, and pulled the tube out of the door with the thin tube in his mouth. The gap stretched in.
A faint puff of smoke came out of the thin tube, and the smoke quickly filled the entire room.
The figure at the door retracted the thin tube, and after waiting for about half a minute, he pushed open the door. The smoke in the room had disappeared, and Yang Hao was sleeping soundly with his head on his side on the bed, and he didn't notice the person standing at the door at all.
The figure at the door twitched his waist, and a black dagger appeared in his hand, and he walked towards the bed silently.
Until he touched the bedside, Yang Hao was still sleeping soundly, and he didn't realize that the danger was approaching.
The jet-black dagger slowly stretched out towards Yang Hao's neck, and the other hand of this man had already reached out towards Yang Hao's mouth, obviously preparing to cover Yang Hao's mouth while killing him with one knife, so as not to let him He screamed to startle others.
He is very confident in his smoke, as long as this powerful smoke is inhaled, people will lose consciousness within a few seconds and fall into a deep sleep. It is the best weapon for killing people at night.
The dagger was already very close to Yang Hao's neck, and just as he was about to strike, Yang Hao, who had been sleeping all the time, suddenly opened his eyes, with obvious mockery in his eyes.
The killer by the bed was taken aback, but his hands were still not slow, and he slashed directly towards Yang Hao's neck. Yang Hao pushed the coffee table next to him, and with the force of the reverse push, his whole body moved sideways abruptly. At this distance, the killer's dagger fell through, and the quilt cover on the bed was pulled out a big hole.
The assassin's blow missed, and his left palm pointed like a knife, directly stabbing his eyes, the shot was ruthless, fast and ruthless.
Seeing that the palm was about to poke Yang Hao's eyes, the killer suddenly got kicked in the waist, and the whole person flew out, hitting the opposite wall heavily, and cracks appeared on the wall .
As soon as Yang Hao patted the bed, the whole person jumped off the bed and sneered: "Since you are here, don't leave."
The killer fell from the wall to the ground, his mouth was already bloodshot, he took out something, and threw it at Yang Hao suddenly, Yang Hao didn't know what it was, so he didn't dare to catch it, his body rolled over and fell down The bed, holding the cane leaning against the head of the bed.
That black thing flew past Yang Hao, hit the wall behind the head of the bed, and suddenly emitted a strong flame and a lot of smoke. In just a second or two, the vigorous smoke had already covered the entire room. are completely enveloped.
The killer was in the smoke, but he didn't panic in the slightest. He rushed through the smoke like a ghost, and the dagger in his hand was like the fangs of a poisonous snake, piercing Yang Hao's chest with incomparable accuracy. The smoke didn't seem to have any effect on him.
The sudden explosion and smoke also surprised Yang Hao, but he didn't mess up. He just held the hilt of Piaoxue Sword, pressed the mechanism button on the cane, and flicked his backhand, the lower half of the cane slid After flying out, the Piaoxue sword, as bright as autumn water, was exposed.
Yang Hao didn't even think about it, he swept his sword with his backhand, the sword light was like snow, instantly tore through the thick black smoke in front of him, appeared in front of the killer, and swept his head down.