noffsinger Chapter 1221: Kill but not bury
Chapter 1221: Kill but not bury
Fujiwara Shizuka looked up and saw Da Bao walking in, a long gun tucked under his arm, clapping his hands as he did so. Fujiwara Shizuka's expression changed slightly; she knew very well that there were at least a hundred bodyguards and protectors surrounding the villa.
The fact that Da Bao walked in so casually meant that all of these people had been subdued, so wouldn't the outside be full of people who came to arrest them?
Fujiwara Shizuka stared at Da Bao, her love for him now so deep that she couldn't help but lie on the ground and whisper sweetly.
"Qin Sang, I'm so glad to see you again. Jingxiang hasn't stopped thinking about you for a single minute. Could you please grant me a request? If you can stay by my side, I'll pluck the moon from the sky for you."
Da Bao rolled his eyes, pouted, and nodded.
"Okay, then I want the moon in the sky. Go and get it for me."
"Huh..." Fujiwara Shizuka was stunned. "What kind of conversation is this? Wasn't that just a description?" She smiled awkwardly and said.
"Qin Sang is joking. Don't you Chinese often say that? It's just a metaphor."
Da Bao raised his eyebrows and said in a serious tone.
"Spitting is a promise, it's the most basic integrity of being a person. I want the moon, go get it."
Fujiwara Shizuka straightened up and stared at Da Bao without blinking.
"Qin Sang, please stop joking. If you have any other requests, just tell me, and I will definitely fulfill them."
She hated herself at that moment. What was the point of learning Chinese culture? Now people were taking it seriously. Where was she supposed to pluck the moon from the sky?
Da Bao nodded and softly said "Okay."
"Since you put it that way, then I won't be polite. I want two ounces of clouds, three ounces of breeze, four ounces of rainbow, and five ounces of flame. That'll do for now; you can't afford too much."
Fujiwara Shizuka was dumbfounded. What was this? She had no idea about this reference. It was from a play where the emperor wanted to marry Yang Bajie, and the dowry that Old Lady She was asking for.
Da Bao thought he was even prettier than Yang Bajie, so asking for the same dowry was not unreasonable at all.
Fujiwara Shizuka finally realized that Daibao was playing a trick on her. Her temper flared up. This old man really needed to be beaten. She reached behind her and drew the long sword, cursing once.
"Bageya Road..."
A crisp gunshot rang out, and a black hole appeared on Fujiwara Shizuka's forehead. All her strength vanished instantly, and her long sword clattered to the ground.
Fujiwara Shizuka stared blankly at Daibao, her eyes gradually losing their luster, and she tumbled down the steps.
"idiot!"
Tachibana Hayako suddenly appeared out of nowhere, wielding a knife in both hands and thrusting it straight at Daibao. Daibao, holding a gun in both hands, didn't even aim, but turned around and fired a shot.
The bullet struck Tachibana Hayako squarely between the eyebrows, sending her head flying backward and causing her to fall to the ground, where she lay motionless.
The two gunshots startled the Onmyoji who were casting illusions. They opened their eyes and were immediately startled by the scene before them.
The believers were still engrossed in their own world, oblivious to the gunfire outside. In front of them stood a young man in white, a cigarette dangling from his lips and a long gun in his hand.
Before the Onmyoji could even draw their weapons, Da Bao, spear in hand, fired two quick bursts without even aiming, instantly killing both Onmyoji with headshots. Da Bao slowly walked to the steps, looking at the lifeless Fujiwara Shizuka.
He curled his lip, flicked his wrist to sheath the spear, then tapped his toes, sending Fujiwara Shizuka's longsword, the Chrysanthemum Symbol, flying into Da Bao's palm.
Da Bao casually twirled his sword, then looked at the dazed and confused believers in the room and couldn't help but shake his head. These people were deeply possessed by evil; if they were allowed to stay, they would only bring harm to society.
Da Bao's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He held knives in both hands and, in the blink of an eye, slaughtered all the believers. Just then, he heard the sound of a helicopter rotor on the roof.
Da Bao leaped upstairs and ran. When he reached the rooftop, he found that the helicopter had already taken off and was four or five zhang above the ground. Prince Fushimi was still wearing that Hannya mask, but his eyes were full of mockery.
Prince Fushimi shouted.
"Kid, I'll be back. And when I return, it'll be you guys..."
Before he could finish speaking, a large bird took flight. The bird spread its wings, revealing a person kneeling on its back. Dai Bao leisurely raised his head and looked at Prince Fushimi with a mocking expression.
The helicopter climbed higher and higher, already several dozen feet above the ground, but the large bird still maintained a steady balance with the aircraft.
Faced with such a divine being, Prince Fushimi's eyes revealed a look of panic.
Suddenly, Da Bao tapped the back of the White Egret Leopard with his left foot. He had already jumped higher than a helicopter. Da Bao held the Chrysanthemum Symbol in both hands, and the long sword emitted a blade light more than a foot long.
With a long roar, Da Bao slashed a large gash in the helicopter with his sword. Da Bao gently landed on the back of the White Egret Leopard, which spread its wings, circled in the air, and flew downwards.
Prince Fushimi screamed in fright, and suddenly a gap appeared in his clothes, from which a dwarf with a chonmage hairstyle jumped out. Immediately afterward, the helicopter exploded in mid-air.
Prince Fushimi, however, fell to the roof of the villa. Daibao leaped off the back of the white egret leopard and, looking at the dwarf who had been smashed into a pulp, couldn't help but burst into laughter.
It turns out that Prince Fushimi was only about 1.3 meters tall. To avoid being ridiculed, he wore clothes with a frame to make himself appear 1.7 meters tall. The reason he often wore the Hannya mask was to prevent others from discovering this secret.
Da Bao slowly walked outside. Behind him, the villa was engulfed in flames, purifying all the sins within the fire...
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Three days later, in the early morning, Da Bao, carrying Cuicui on his back and leading his family, disembarked from the ship and stood on the dock of Minzhou Port. Only one person stood on the dock, wearing a coat and with his hands behind his back. Seeing Da Bao and the others disembark...
Lu Jianbang was finally relieved. He had received a secret report about what happened in Hong Kong, although the report could not confirm who this young master Qin was.
However, Lu Jianbang knew that it must have been his nephew who did it. He ordered all traces left by Da Bao to be erased, and also found several people to impersonate Da Bao and the others, traveling around southern Fujian. This diverted the attention of the people in the central government.
Da Bao carried Cuicui on his back. Cuicui was covered with a thick coat. Her injuries were healing, but she had been shot too many times. One of the bullets had even pierced her internal organs, so she would need to rest for more than half a year to fully recover.
Lu Jianbang hugged Da Bao. His work in southern Fujian was progressing very smoothly, which was inseparable from Da Bao's earlier work. Lu Jianbang picked up Niu Niu and Nuan Nuan, while Uncle Qing supported Zuo Mingyue with one hand and held Wenwen's hand with the other.
After decades, he finally returned. Da Bao saw his skills and felt much more at ease knowing that Zuo Mingyue and the children had such a skilled fighter by their side.