Australia City, 4:50 in the morning, the darkest time before dawn.

There is no moon or stars in the sky, only a few pale street lamps near and far, pouring like water, looking down at the crowds on the earth.

On the small hill on the side of the Royal Sword Garden, the heavily armed Morita was looking down at the familiar house.

He touched here sneakily, in addition to worrying about being found by the Sacred Swordsmen, there is another reason, that is, he has a task to perform tonight.

Although it was ridiculous to run back to his turf to perform the task, Morita had to deal with the tail of the hand, otherwise the Emperor Sword would be in a more difficult situation.

Ninety percent of the guards of the garden have been transferred away by Nakano Daisho. The pretense is to avoid losses caused by the impact of the people and the police, so there are only more than 30 guards.

Looking at the guard who kept yawning, and then at the house whose 70% light had been extinguished, Morita's eyes skyrocketed.

He knew it was time to go in.

"Swish—"

Morita leaped into the house in a light car, swift and silent like a snake, quickly dodged a dozen probes, and then pinched time to bypass the patrol.

Soon, he arrived at a two-and-a-half-story building, where Yuan Shazi lived.

At this time, at the entrance of the small building, several guards were walking around yawning. Although they were holding weapons in their hands, they were not at all fighting spirit and vigilant.

Their bodies are like sleepwalking machines, walking back and forth nodding step by step, similar to kowtows.

A sentry also took out his cell phone, thinking, and muttering, it was almost six o'clock, it was his turn to rest.

"Wow!"

At this moment, he felt the side of his body, as if something flashed.

Before he could react, Morita's arm was wrapped around his neck.

"Crack!"

With an astonishing and crisp sound, the guard holding the mobile phone suddenly discovered that he was so horrified that he spewed a hood of blood, and then died silently.

"Pump pound!"

The next second, Morita raised his left hand, and the silencer pistol in his palm shot out a bullet, hitting the three guards who found the situation.

A puff of blood burst out and fell silently to the ground, splattering and shocking.

Morita did not feel sorry for the settlement of the four Orientals. These were Hara Sako's cronies, and in his eyes they were enemies of the betrayal organization.

After simply disguising the corpse, Morita moved his body, rushing into the door like a python, moving quickly to the hall and closing the door.

In his field of vision, Morita locked a mobile phone that was playing with his head down, and a cold light flashed in his eyes and pounced on it.

The guard yawned to the sky, but did not notice that someone boldly approached under his eyes.

The sleepiness and the relaxation of the dawn made his mind sluggish, and it also made him slightly trance.

When the sentry finished yawning, he suddenly discovered that there was a hideous face in front of him, a familiar face.

Morita?

The guard's consciousness was still in confusion, but he saw a firearm stuffed into his mouth, then the trigger was pulled, and the bullet blasted his head.

In the dim light, Morita threw his empty gun on the ground, without any waves on his face, and then he strode toward the Harako room.

"Morita-kun..."

A royal sword coming out of the bathroom will be sharp. He was taken aback when he saw Morita and then subconsciously let out a low cry.

But he also said three words.

A cold light flashed, and a crossbow arrow pierced his throat, causing him to fall to the ground with blood from his nose and mouth.

"court death!"

When the vitality of the Emperor Sword Society was extinguished, Morita also pushed open the door of Hara Sako and approached the middle tatami with a grinning smile.

On the tatami, there is a graceful body. Hara Sako sleeps in a nightdress, her slender legs are exposed, and her waist curve is also very attractive.

Looking at the bumpy body, Morita suddenly felt a wicked heart, and the idea of ​​a quick fight was directly crushed by the idea of ​​his first daughter doing it again.

"Bitch, betray the organization, I will let you die."

Morita licked her lips and approached Hara Sako, preparing to break her hands and feet and slowly raged.

Just grabbing Hara Sako's white left foot, the other right foot was wrapped up like a water snake, hooking Morita's strong back waist.

Morita's brain was hot, and he grinned: "It's so **** cheap."

Just as Morita was spraying heat, a knife stabbed Morita's waist from behind.

"flutter!"

A burst of blood burst out.

Morita screamed, wickedly screaming, shook off the original yarn in his hand, and then turned and swung a knife.

It's just that although his speed is fast, the shooter evacuates faster, the sword light flashes, the broken hand has exploded, and Morita's knife has all failed.

At the same time, the original Saiko Yuzu, who was let go by Morita, also bounced sharply and hit Morita's wound severely.

"boom!"

A rush of brute force came, Morita snorted, and fell back. He reluctantly twisted his waist before he settled down from mid-air.

"stupid!"

Morita, who was kneeling on the ground, was furious. He looked around and saw four people standing in the room.

Yuan Sazi, Han Qinhu, Canshou, and the one Morita hates most, Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong pulled a chair and sat down, looking at Morita, who was bleeding from his waist, with a smile: "Morita, hello, I didn't expect us to meet again."

Yuan Shazi pulled a thin blanket, wrapped her body and stood beside Ye Tianlong with a charming smile.

Morita clutched the wound on his waist, furious: "Ye Tianlong, bastard, who can only play with yin, what a hero?"

Ye Tianlong smiled: "I never thought about being a hero. My biggest interest is to let the powerful enemies capsize in the gutter."

"For example, if you look like this, I feel as happy as winning the jackpot."

It was never Ye Tianlong's style to let his opponent die. He wanted to see Morita's unwillingness and aggrievedness.

"Yuan Sako, you bitch, you really are a traitor."

Morita ignored Ye Tianlong, instead staring bitterly at Yuan Sako, screaming murderously:

"The Emperor Sword would be so good to you, but you betrayed us. Are you worthy of Saburo Miyamoto and our president?"

Morita felt regret: "I should really kill you and kill you in the first place, instead of listening to Daxiang Nakano's long line fishing."

Nakano Daxiang came to Australia, and quickly locked Ye Tianlong as the culprit.

Through contact with the Xue Hus and his wife, he determined that the Xue family killed Saburo Miyamoto to instigate a discord, and then speculated that Harako might be a traitor.

Morita wanted to kill Hara Sako at the time, but was blocked by Nakano Daisho.

Daxiang Nakano hopes to use the original yarn to set up Ye Tianlong, and then solve the Australian city problem once and for all.

It's a pity that Ye Tianlong has not contacted Yuan Shazi, and he is still struggling to make them feel bad, making Yuan Shazi a dangerous element.

Hara Sako knew that Emperor Sword would be too secret.

But Morita didn't expect that Ye Tianlong would guess that he came to kill him, and waited for him.

Thinking of the woman who was pinched by her own life, now she turned her head to decide her own life and death, Morita felt unspeakable anger and unwillingness.

Hearing Morita's words, Hara Sako didn't have too many waves, but instead smiled playfully and replied: "Thank you Morita-kun for not killing."

When Ye Tianlong first calculated that she was going to betray the Royal Sword Society, Yuan Saiko was furious and helpless, but now, she has decided to go to the dark one by one.

"stupid!"

Seeing Hara's attitude, Morita became even more angry: "I am dead tonight, and I will bring you to the funeral."

"You have no chance."

Ye Tianlong smiled softly: "I can even tell you that you will end up miserably."

"But I can give you a chance to die quickly, that is, let Daxiang Nakano come out for a stroll..."