Chapter 172

Fang Senyan's eyes flashed like lightning as he surveyed the scene. He noticed that the Japanese man was still sitting with his back to him, seemingly not having turned around at all. Although the woman also appeared unmoved as she prepared the tea ceremony, a puddle of water on the small table betrayed her nervousness.

On the other hand, the "Chairman" of the Bamboo Union gang looked at Fang Senyan, his face livid, his eyes almost spitting fire. He slapped the floor and roared, "Come on, let's fight! I, Gu Yuean, am unlucky that the Four Seas Gang could hire a monster like you!" The leader of the Bamboo Union gang that Fang Senyan had killed earlier was called Hu An, and this Chairman was called Gu Yuean, a coincidence indeed. Fang Senyan was too lazy to pay attention to him. He tore off his bullet-riddled clothes and pulled a black suit off a nearby corpse, putting it on as he walked out. Gu Yuean's eyes widened, and he said in astonishment, "You're not going to kill me? You're actually not going to kill me? What trick are you playing?" Fang Senyan turned around, annoyed, and said, "Didn't you hear what I said? I'll kill anyone who wants to kill me! If you dare point a gun at me, I'll take you down too. The only reason you're alive is that you didn't pull out your gun and point it at me."

An expression of disbelief appeared on Gu Yuean's face. He suddenly turned his head and said a few words in Japanese to the woman who was preparing the tea. Fang Senyan was too lazy to stay and listen to his nonsense, so he reached out to pull open the screen door. But at that moment, his back suddenly felt cold, and an indescribable icy feeling spread slowly from his back like a poisonous snake, instantly freezing him in place.

Behind Fang Senyan, the kimono-clad man, who had been so calm and focused, had stood up. He slowly turned around, holding the seemingly old katana in his hand! And his gaze was fixed on the center of Fang Senyan's back!

"You. Cannot. Leave."

The man said in a very calm and indifferent tone. His Chinese was not very standard, but his pronunciation was quite clear. It felt as if the words coming out of his mouth were like the sound of water dripping from a bamboo water feature in a quiet Japanese garden full of cherry blossoms, drop by drop, cold and clear, falling into people's ears and hearts.

Fang Senyan suddenly turned around, took out the Endless Vodka, and took two big gulps, raising his health back above 80%. His pupils contracted slightly as he said, "You're also a Contractor?" But as soon as the word "Contractor" came out, Fang Senyan immediately received a notification from the Nightmare Imprint: "Warning: You are suspected of mildly leaking space secrets in the real world. This is your first offense and will not be punished."

"Warning: You are suspected of mildly leaking space secrets in the real world. This is your first offense and will not be punished."

"Damn it, how could I forget about this?" Fang Senyan was instantly shocked. He immediately recalled the warning that came from the Nightmare Imprint after the Terminator world was completed.

"In the real world, you must not reveal any information about the Nightmare World to ordinary people, whether actively or passively."

"Try not to use the special abilities you have obtained from the Nightmare World in the real world. Otherwise, it will create great hidden dangers (passive abilities are an exception)." The kimono-clad man with thick eyebrows and a black beard, looked to be between thirty and forty years old. He exuded a sharp edge like a blade from his refined and gentle demeanor, as if he were a bright and shiny weapon wrapped in silk, smooth and soft yet with a sharp edge.

But when he saw Fang Senyan's flask, a glint flashed in his eyes: "Good stuff!"

Fang Senyan said lightly, "You have good taste? What do you want?" "Ibu, at your service!"

After the kimono-clad man finished speaking, he suddenly drew his blade and lunged at Fang Senyan, already bending forward! The two were originally nearly thirty meters apart, but his drawing-the-sword action was still in the distance, yet in the next second, the white sleeves of his kimono seemed to have already reached Fang Senyan's face! That rushing posture was no different from the Japanese shouting "Banzai" and charging with their bodies lowered during the Anti-Japanese War!

As the saying goes, an expert knows what's up as soon as they make a move. Based on this move alone, Fang Senyan could determine that this man's naked agility was at least around 25 to 30 points, enough to completely suppress him in terms of speed. But for Fang Senyan, the most troublesome thing at this time should still be those very powerful mage-type Contractors. And agility-type melee Contractors, even without the Tenacity talent, were Fang Senyan's favorite opponents to face.

Facing the enemy's silent approach like a falling maple leaf, the first thing Fang Senyan did was retreat! This was the experience he gained from his fierce battle with the second-tier creature, the vampire, in the Harry Potter world. Behind him was a Japanese-style wooden sliding door, but it did not affect his rapid retreat at all. With a slight force on his back, the door shattered into several pieces with a crash, and broken window paper flew all over the sky! And the blade flashed, touching Fang Senyan's chest and left upper arm, and Fang Senyan's blood spurted out. Because Fang Senyan was retreating at the same time, the blood drew two wavy lines in the air before it even hit the ground!

Despite being injured at the first encounter, Fang Senyan's feet did not stop at all, until his back hit a hard brick and concrete wall before he stopped! And the position where he stopped was also very shameless, his back just stuck to the corner of the house! This meant one thing: the opponent's attack angle was limited to only the front. It would be restricted by the environment, and for this kind of agile melee type, wanting to use speed advantage to go around to the side or back was simply impossible. Even some abilities that needed to be activated behind the enemy were out of the question!

The chilling blade flashed, and a smear of blood splattered from Fang Senyan's left shoulder. He didn't even see the shadow of the blade, and a smooth flesh wound appeared on his shoulder. But Fang Senyan was indifferent. This level of damage was bearable for him! More importantly, he realized from the Nightmare Imprint's prompt that the Contractor's protection rules also applied in the real world! This made the flames burning in his eyes even more intense.

Ibu slashed out four times in a row, and the beast-like man in front of him took them all head-on. Although four wounds had been added to the enemy's body, Ibu always felt a burning pain as if he was being ignited every time he made eye contact with him.

He, who liked tranquility and elegance, quite disliked this incongruous feeling!

What made him even more headache was that the enemy's perception could actually suppress him. He was completely unable to view the enemy's information through the battle log, while the enemy could see the battle information clearly... In this battle, he was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of intelligence from the start!

This made him even more eager to cut off the head of the enemy in front of him and dye his snow-white kimono red with blood. Only at that moment would he feel that life had reached its most intense realm!

When the fifth blade was slashed out, Ibu suddenly noticed the enemy in front of him move. He couldn't help but sneer, "Can't hold back anymore? Think you've seen through my sword path?" "Although I don't have equipment buffs right now, my agility is still as high as 23 points, and I can even dodge most ordinary bullets!" "I, Ibu, have been practicing the sword since I was four years old, all the way to thirty-eight years old! I have been practicing the sword for thirty-five years, and I have to draw the sword thousands of times every day. Every sword is the result of countless times of tempering. Now, after just four slashes, you think you have seen through my flaws?" Sure enough, everything was as Ibu had expected. The enemy lowered his shoulders, seemingly having seen through the trajectory of the sword and was trying to dodge. Ibu laughed loudly, his wrist twisted, and the long sword suddenly folded at a strange angle towards the enemy's flank! This fold was so ingenious... it was like a rushing torrent crashing against a mountain wall, and then in the waves of mist and spray, a great angle turned and rushed out of the sky, a flying waterfall!

As the blade flashed, a long gash was cut out on Fang Senyan's flank, the flesh rolled over, and even the white ribs below could be seen. But Ibu's sword had exhausted its momentum at this point, just like a great calligrapher writing, although the strokes were agile and lively, there was always a moment of pause when the pen was retracted.

And Fang Senyan, at the moment when the blade paused, used his abdomen to actively strike against the blade!

As blood flew, Ibu completely did not expect the enemy to have such a self-harming trick! Swords and moves were both fierce weapons used to hurt people, so no matter how subtle Ibu's moves were, he would never miss the opportunity to stab into the enemy's body. In front of this powerful swordsman, the enemy was often stabbed into the abdomen by his sword, and the battle was declared over. This made Ibu unable to help but feel a brief moment of slack at this moment.

The pain and extent of the injury from a blade entering the abdomen was conceivable, but if Ibu knew a certain centaur small boss, Hufflepuff, from the Harry Potter world, then he would immediately be surprised to find that Fang Senyan's move was a repeat performance! More importantly, even if this time's gamble of using a feigned injury failed, based on Fang Senyan's high health and high defense, he could still afford to lose and afford to gamble, and he would never be completely defeated and lose everything.!~!