Whether it’s an old house in the mountains or a hut in the woods.

The young man "registered" behind the desk clenched his fists in his sleeves excitedly.

It's half done!

But we cannot relax our vigilance yet.

When it really matters, it has just begun.

Half an hour.

He only has half an hour.

In this half an hour, the door fans who were bought by him will not come back temporarily.

And the high-level teachers and teachers of the dojo are also holding meetings around the results of this knife hunt and the next arrangements. No one will be convulsed and rushed in to disturb.

Several respected seniors have already returned to the hospital. The only two people who like to wander and who have been arranged by the forest hut have gone to the largest nightclubs and casinos in Ginza and Huangquan.

The last afternoon of the last day.

This half an hour is the last time the hut in the forest has worked hard to win!

Relying on the counterfeit teapot bought from his uncle at the internal price, he knocked the sap in the original mountain and replaced it under his own name, and finally borrowed 240 pieces from Yuanyuan as his capital.

This is a gamble that belongs to the cottage in the woods.

A lie that can be easily punctured...

——He has not registered in the dojo at all, and even as soon as he walks into the gate, there will be an alarm sounding and revealing.

Now, at this moment, just before the gate.

The harvest time has come.

With the rapid passing of time, more and more students returning from the knife hunter were attracted by the crowd in front of the gate, obediently following the guidance of others, and offering their hunting results with both hands.

Never doubted his true or false.

On the contrary, he was arrogant and respectful.

"Brother Yamanaka, I have nine or ninety-two..."

The hut in the forest looked up, glanced at the nervousness of the visitor, and pulled his ears: "The voice is quieter, you can't hear it."

"Didn't you eat?"

"Speak louder!"

The disciples who watched the excitement around the dojo suddenly made a fuss, and a generation-old disciple was annoyed: "In the dojo, four-year-old students say that if you can’t hear, you can’t hear!"

The disciple stiffened nervously, and tried to raise his voice: "Ninety-two!!!"

"Okay, next one!"

The hut in the forest applauded, waved, and motioned to the volunteers who had been picked up by himself to move another basket of swords aside and change to an empty frame.

The next person was well prepared, raised his voice, and yelled, "One hundred and seventy-nine!!!"

"Okay, very energetic!"

The hut in the forest was overjoyed and patted the blackboard next to him. Suddenly, the handwriting on it changed, and the top ten on the ranking list was changed. The original fourth place was squeezed out and replaced by a brand new name. .

Behind the crowd, the face of a disciple who was watching suddenly changed.

His ranking was actually squeezed down.

But shortly afterwards, an excited shout came from the crowd, shocked and exclaimed.

"Two hundred and thirty!!!"

Three-year-old Yoshito Kanno instantly topped the list!

Enjoying the excited gaze from the surroundings, Kanno suddenly laughed proudly.

The ridiculous face didn't last long before the new top name was born.

The hut in the forest exclaimed:

"——Three-year-old Kuritoichiro, two hundred and forty-one!"

Kanno's smile stiffened for a moment, and even when Xuan noticed the triumphant gaze cast by Kurifuji, his expression twitched...This guy is still showing signs of giving me a break!

He clenched his fist angrily, and grabbed the attendant beside him: "Fujino, go find someone else and help me get a few knives out. Today I must let this guy Kuroto understand who is the third-year-old man. One!"

Soon, as the two sides mobilized their hands and began to collect the spare knives in the hands of other disciples, a new competition began just below the rankings.

And the smile of the hut in the woods stiffened.

No, it's about to become a big trouble.

Things are beyond his control.

Time has only passed less than 20 minutes. In theory, there are still ten minutes of safe time, but the secret letter plan cannot be completed. No matter how thorough the plan is, there will be flaws and accidents.

When break, break.

The hut in the forest put down the registration board in his hand, handed the pen to another student who he called to help move things, and drew back quietly while everyone was not paying attention...

But just when he was about to walk out of the crowd and disappear, suddenly a big hand was placed on his shoulder.

Catch tightly.

So hard...

"and many more!"

A hoarse voice sounded from behind. When the hut in the forest turned around and looked at the gloomy Kanno behind him, the samurai raised his hand and said impatiently, "I still have two unregistered!"

The hut in the forest clutched his stomach and smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, my stomach hurts a little. I have already appointed Junior Brother Iwata for the registration job. You can find him."

"Oh..." Kanno let go, and looked at his direction with some doubts: "The toilet in the dojo is not far away, why are you going out?"

The cabin in the forest suddenly became nervous: "What if the teacher finds out that I am taking a run? Don't talk nonsense, Junior Brother Kanno! I will go back."

"Okay, okay." Kanno nodded clearly and let go.

After taking two steps in the forest hut, he suddenly turned his head and pointed to the busy registration position and said, "By the way, can you ask Junior Sugano for a favor and act as an agent for the time being. I'm afraid he can't be busy alone... The senior at work is injured and there is really no way to come."

"Ah, don't worry, leave it to me!"

Facing this commission, Kanno immediately patted his chest, showing a sincere and reliable smile.

Watching the hut in the forest go away, disappearing.

Then he returned to the registered position and began to work diligently to defend his precious position at the top of the list.

"Come, come, register... This disciple, how many do you deserve?"

However, during the busy registration, new doubts quickly emerged in his mind: Are the statistics for this list incomplete? He knows that several people have completed the knife hunt in advance, and the results are all above him... Is this the ranking of the day? Well, it's like the weekly abyss settlement in the mobile game?

really weird……

Please wait for Senior Brother Yamazhong to come back and ask.

But in the intense work, an angry roar came from the crowd.

"You bastards, what are you doing here!"

An angry Sato rushed out from the dojo: "Why did you make trouble during the normal meeting? If it weren't for the Menfan to inform me, I would be kept in the dark for you guys...Hey, what are you doing!"

Staring at those eyes that implied anger and thunder, Kanno's expression stiffened, and immediately became innocent: "I'm just helping with registration?"

"Registered?"

Sato was stunned for a moment and noticed that something was wrong, and then looked at the piled frames on and behind them, a hint of anxiety appeared in his heart.

"What to register?"

"Didn't you say that you asked Senior Yamanaka to register the results of the sword hunting?" Sugano asked puzzledly: "Look, we did a good job, and even ordered the ranking..."

Sato was stunned for a long time, sluggish, and when he reacted, he felt a puff of blood rush to his forehead, and his eyes went dark.

"Nonsense!" He couldn't help yelling, "Me, when did I say this!"

In his anger, Sato couldn't restrain himself. He raised his hand and slapped Kanno into the air. He actually slapped Kanno into the air, spinning in mid-air, and smashing into the frame behind him, causing a mess.

Under the violent collision, the phantoms of those swords trembled suddenly, and as Kanno struggled and climbed up, they disappeared out of thin air.

Disappear.

There were only empty boxes left on the spot, still tumbling on the ground.

It was like a mouthful of ridicule, with a silent sneer.

Dead silence, dead silence comes...

"What are you still doing?"

Sato raised his face, his face pale, but his eyes were bloodshot, and the scarlet karma fire burning like hell: "Find it for me!!! Find it for me!!!"

"Find me that **** in the mountains!"

His roar almost resounded through most of Huangquan Biliangzaka, a murderous roar: "I must break his corpse into pieces!!!"

On the other side of Huangquan Biliangzaka, in the galloping car, the cabin in the forest felt a burst of resentment poured into his body, and couldn't help groaning freely.

Comfortable!

He tore off the disguise and the seal of the origin quality on his body, he returned to his original appearance, looked at his watch, and found that the exposure time was ten minutes longer than planned...

But he didn't think about the fluke that he should have waited for a while and it would be more rewarding. Instead, he was afraid after a while, and his hands and legs were trembling.

Playing with Moths in front of the Juggernaut Dojo gate, this is not something human can do!

Especially when he left, he could clearly feel that the deepest part of the dojo was looking towards him.

So, it means...

He tremblingly lit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, pulled a tissue, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and his hands shivered faster and faster.

Afraid.

"Mom, it's so exciting."

He flicked the soot out of the car window, accelerated his speed, and returned to the spot.

But behind him, an unexpected sound came from the back seat of the car.

I don’t know when the girl who appeared here wore the traditional Yingzhou long dress, raised her cheek, looked at his twitching expression, and asked curiously: “You pretend to be a person in the dojo and cheat at the door of the dojo. Are you not afraid of death? "

"Of course I'm afraid!"

The hut in the forest shrugged, smoking a cigarette, and asked, "But wouldn't it be possible to die if I was afraid of death?"

As if shocked by his appearance as a bachelor, the girl thought for a while and said seriously: "If you can catch it now, I can intercede for you from Grandpa."

"plead?"

The hut in the forest raised eyebrows slowly, feeling the coolness of the back of his heart swaying behind the seat, and couldn't help but laugh, "Sorry."

The young man raised his hand, took a deep sip of the cigarette, inhaled most of it, and then spit out blue smoke and words.

"late."

Whether it's your mouth to make up for it, or you are too naive to catch...

At that moment, he lifted his foot and stomped on the accelerator. The car instantly accelerated to the limit that the car body can withstand. Then he turned the steering wheel and rammed across the bridge. With a loud noise, he broke the bridge guardrail and rushed straight towards The big river rushing below. Then, disappeared.

Containing the precipitation of hell, the water color is red and turbid yellow all year round, and the river known as the yellow spring is still surging turbulently, engulfing everything.

Soon, the behemoth hidden in the river ate up that car that had fallen from the sky.

In the gap in the bridge guardrail, the girl who rushed out of the car window at the last moment looked down at the muddy current, squinted her eyes, and for a long time she put the small knife in her sheath and smiled softly.

"Anyway, I will see each other again in the future, I will let you go this time."

She turned and left.

And just under the bridge, across the heavy cement, the hut in the forest grabbed half of the steel bar and hung in the air, slowly loosening the trembling hands.

After the last puff, the cigarette fell from the air and plunged into the river.

Engulfed by the surging shadows in the river.

.

After the last twists and turns, the hut in the forest lurked cautiously all the way. After changing identities twice, it finally returned to the current state as a tourist.

I couldn't even care about breathing, and went straight to Danbo without stopping, until the stone marrow pavilion was closed, and finally he was relieved.

The weak one can't even walk.

"Hey, you came back, kid?"

Luo Lao, who is still instructing Yuanyuan in the courtyard, grinned and smiled: "I won't let you escape this time... Are you ready for **** make-up lessons?"

"Sorry, no, goodbye!"

The hut in the forest waved at will, took off the backpack on his body, and unzipped the zipper. In a flash, I don't know how many swords turned into ocean tides and spewed out!

Just beside him, piled up into a hill.

Higher than him!

"One thousand six hundred and ninety-one, minus the four hundred that was promised to be returned to the original fate, and one thousand and two!"

"——This time the knife hunter, I am the champion!"

The young man raised his head, glanced at the old man's stunned look, and asked loudly, "I'm the dignified little nineteen of the Lin family, do I still need to hold someone else's thigh!"

In the silence, Luo Lao pinched his chin, looking at this sudden surprise.

He sighed, but did not speak.

Just waved and let the proud young man walk away.

Although he was sneaky and raped, at least he could come back alive and did a good job.

He has graduated ~lightnovelpub.net~ and finally got back a round from the old muscular man, and the hut in the forest fluttered with excitement all the way.

Pushing open the door, he collapsed on the sofa, smelling the scent from the kitchen, and suddenly more courageous.

"Uncle Fang, I want to eat chicken legs."

He shouted, "I want to eat the biggest one!!!"

"Okay, wait a moment!"

The gracious response of the old man in the kitchen accelerated his hand.

But when Uncle Fang walked out of the kitchen with a tray, he found that the teenager lying on the sofa had fallen asleep long ago, snoring like thunder.

There is also a blanket over him.

Huai Shi, who was sitting next to her, raised her hand and gestured in a low voice.

The old man nodded, put down the roast chicken in his hand, and left with a smile.