In short, I am the heroic spirit

Class, practice marksmanship, the afternoon passed quickly, after going home with Yuze Longgui in the evening, after eating and washing, he returned to the room for meditation, and when it was nine o’clock at night, Zhang Luo opened his eyes, placed an illusion on the bed, and came out of the room, at this time Yuze Longgui was practicing the meditation method he taught in his room, Mrs. Arizawa had also slept, and the whole room was extremely quiet.

Zhang Luo also relaxed his steps in the darkness and walked out of Youze’s house silently like a cat.

Like last night, he entered the body of Okada Izo and slaughtered the void wandering in Kuzacho as an executioner under the night.

Because it seems that some of the memories and skills of the transformed Yingling can be stimulated by certain things, Zhang Luo did not continue to transform into Dilumudo, because the night is more suitable for Assassin, Zhang Luo is active in the night as Okada as Tibet.

Half-crouched on top of a house, Okada was one with the whole person and the night, only a pair of sharp eyes looking around.

A moment later, Okada hid his eyes, pulled out a knife in his hand, and the whole person bounced up from the roof sharply, but without a sound.

“Thirteenth head.”

When Okada landed on the ground with a hidden knife, a huge void split in half behind him.

The police patrolling this street witnessed Okada Izuzo appearing on the street with a real knife, and in addition to the rumors that a man with a katana was wandering at night in the past two days, and Okada’s murderous aura in hiding for the four adults, it gave the patrolman a strong sense of crisis.

“Hey, what are you, don’t move, put the knife down.”

The patrolman who was vigilantly walking towards Okada Yizo saw that Okada Yizo moved, hurriedly took out a pistol and pointed it at Okada Yizo, and said in a panic.

“……”

Okada Izo was silent for a moment, without moving.

The patrolman was relieved to see that Okada was not moving, and was about to step forward, but he heard a “poof”, and a fleeting flash of light lit up in front of his eyes, and a breeze blew around him.

The patrolman was stunned for a moment, but found that everything was as usual in front of him, and Okada Izo was still standing there quietly, just thinking that he had an illusion. But I saw that the pistol in my hand completely cracked from the muzzle to the place where I was holding, and then fell to the ground.

“Da-da-da…”

The sound of the fragments of the firearm falling to the ground was like smashing it hard in the heart with a giant hammer, which made the patrolman’s face suddenly turn pale.

The passers-by who were watching around were also stunned when they saw this scene, originally just came to see the liveliness, but they didn’t expect to see such a scene, the timid ones have left quickly, and the bold ones just retreated a few meters away, keeping the safe distance they thought in their hearts.

“Don’t point a weapon at me, this is just a warning, I, Okada Yizo, am not a kind and orderly camp, killing people is a common thing for me as a human being.”

Okada Yizo laughed coldly, and the murderous aura on his body was released without reservation.

The patrolman only felt that he was trapped in a sea of blood, and there were hideous evil spirits everywhere smiling at him, so frightened that his body softened, and he fell directly to the ground, not daring to move.

Although the other onlookers did not face Okada Yizo’s murderous aura like this patrolman, they were also affected, and they only felt a gloomy and cold aura invading their bodies, making people tremble.

Then I saw the ground under Okada Yizo’s feet suddenly sink, and the whole person rose into the sky, and a few breaths disappeared in front of everyone’s eyes.

Only then did the patrolman recover from his fear, quickly took out his walkie-talkie, and informed the police station and other patrol colleagues that dangerous people had appeared in Kuzacho.

There was also a noise among the onlookers who had been quiet around, two days ago there were evil spirits and knights in Kuzacho, and today there was a samurai who seemed to be very strong, which made the residents of Kuzacho start to feel a little uneasy.

“Okada Eizo? This name is very familiar, it seems to have been heard somewhere. ”

“Although Okada Eizo is not a special name, but if you add the word human beheading, there will be only one person, one of the four great people beheading at the end of the shogunate, wielding the sword of heaven, known as the assassin of the rare era, Okada Yizo Yizhen.”

“Okada-sama! Impossible, right? It should just be an impostor, how can someone who has been dead for almost two hundred years reappear? ”

However, unlike Dilumuta before him, Okada Yizo and Hyakujincho, two words that were extremely famous to the Japanese, quickly attracted the attention of the masses.

In the crowd of disturbances, a plain-looking man fiddled with his mobile phone with his head down, and soon posted the video he recorded online.

On the other hand, Okada Iszo is still wandering in Kuzacho, killing the void that came from the void circle, but subconsciously avoids the Kurosaki family’s clinic and Urahara store, as well as the hospital where Zhang Luo was staying.

This is also recently Zhang Luo inadvertently learned from the population of Arizawa that the hospital where he was originally hospitalized was an empty comprehensive hospital, that is, the territory of the strongest exterminator Ishida Longxian.

The next night, Zhang Luo still meditated for an hour to adjust his state, and then arranged the illusion according to the custom, and left the house to become an Assassin and blend into the night.

But today’s situation seems a little wrong.

Okada Izo stood on the roof, looking at the street below, and saw that there were many people in this time when most of them had fallen asleep and only a few people were still hurrying through the streets, and they were not busy at all, they were walking slowly on various streets, even some narrow aisles had many people, and there were at least three or four police patrols in each street.

This is not normal.

Okada thought for a while, seemed to think of something, took out his mobile phone from his body placed in the space, and browsed the Internet.

As expected, the topic of Okada Eizo on the Internet has been on the homepage, and hundreds of related links can be found in a casual search, which is still the reason why the time is too short.