As he breathed in the fresh air, his numb consciousness gradually returned to normal. Although he felt no pain, his limbs were convulsing and twitching, as if he were about to collapse to the ground at any moment. Had he not desperately locked his knees, he might already be pitifully kneeling on the grass.
He watched the two girls at the table still eating, but felt a wave of nausea rising in his stomach. Even though he could clearly feel how hungry he was and how hot and panicked he felt inside, he still couldn't swallow anything.
Never mind, let me have some water.
Jiang Cheng clearly felt that he was starting to dehydrate. After all, when he came out of the dark room, his throat felt like it was stuffed with dry firewood, and if he didn't drink some water, it would burst into flames at any moment.
As Jiang Cheng took a step forward, he also kept checking his entire body.
To his own surprise, after such a fierce battle, he was not injured at all!
No wonder he felt a tightness inside his body just now, but there was no pain.
strangeness……
Amidst endless doubts, Jiang Cheng slowly walked to the table, picked up a glass of cool water from the corner, and tilted his head back to gulp it down.
After a refreshing coolness, Jiang Cheng felt a comfortable sensation throughout his body.
Seeing the two extremely dangerous women on his left and right, Jiang Cheng decided not to stay with them any longer. After picking up another glass of water, he slowly walked to a large tree nearby and sat down on the damp ground, leaning against the trunk.
Although the chilly feeling made him slightly uncomfortable, Jiang Cheng simply didn't have the strength to stand any longer.
After sitting on the ground, he slightly turned up the back of his hand, looking at his pale and bloodless skin, and kept piecing together all the clues in front of him, trying to come to a so-called conclusion. But at this moment, a cold touch on his cuff brought him back to his senses.
"Um?"
Jiang Cheng was slightly taken aback, and then casually rolled up his sleeves.
His entire outfit was made of a silky material, perhaps because it was the height of summer and breathability was paramount. Therefore, the two layers of fabric at the cuffs particularly caught his attention.
But as he reached out to touch them, Jiang Cheng cautiously turned his body slightly to avoid the two women's gaze.
Although it's unclear whether they'll notice his subtle actions, it's always better to be cautious, especially now that he's unsure of his situation.
Just as Jiang Cheng reached out and opened the small lining in his sleeve, a cold, hard object appeared in front of him.
this……
It looks like a hidden blade?
Jiangcheng vaguely remembers that the sleeve dart is a famous concealed weapon that appeared in ancient my country. Legend has it that: "The sleeve dart is a short arrow with a heavy cluster, which is suddenly released from the sleeve and can defend against an enemy from thirty paces away."
Based on the descriptions in the documents he remembered, he looked down at the small firing device strapped to his wrist and murmured, repeating, "Short arrow, heavy cluster..."
It seems that the hidden dart in his hand has been modified. The quiver, or rather the arrow loaded in the trigger, strapped to his arm has never been used; it simply lies quietly in the firing chamber, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, ready to strike the enemy with deadly accuracy at any moment.
Poisonous snake?
Although Jiang Cheng didn't know why he had such a strange idea, following his gaze, he saw that the metal tip of the arrow did indeed shimmer with a seven-colored, cold light, clearly indicating that it had been poisoned. Moreover, there was a small liquid reservoir in the shaft, containing a liquid that wasn't very fluid, which was probably also poisonous.
Looking at the ingeniously designed sleeve dart, Jiang Cheng's expression hardened. He slightly moved his wrist, quickly sensing the dart was about to be triggered, and had to stop immediately. It turned out that the dart's firing mechanism wasn't the traditional "butterfly blade"; it had been modified to be triggered rapidly through muscle reaction, killing silently.
The modified sleeve arrow is naturally more powerful than before, and at close range, it can easily pierce a person's throat without any effort.
At the same time, Jiang Cheng's senses gradually returned to normal. He also noticed the many hidden weapons concealed all over his body: slingshots, blowguns, hand hooks, metal sniffers, and eight-directional shurikens... all kinds were present. Even every joint of his body was hidden with large and small eight-directional shurikens. It seemed that as long as someone dared to get close to him for even a moment, they would be killed instantly.
"Hehe... No wonder."
A slightly embarrassed smile appeared on his lips.
This must be what the blonde girl was referring to as "unorthodox methods," right?
Jiang Cheng had actually studied the history of the Sakura Kingdom for a period of time. He knew that orthodox samurai looked down on samurai who used hidden weapons. They never considered hidden weapons to be respectable, and kunai had even become suicide weapons for some ninjas. Therefore, the fact that he carried such a large number of hidden weapons could only be called a "low-class" technique, making him a target of everyone's hatred.
This is really... kind of awkward.
Following this direction, Jiang Cheng looked down again, examining his current body. Clearly, he excelled at winning through skill and external objects, unlike the close-quarters combat that September and the blonde girl engaged in. Furthermore, he had repeatedly checked his palms; there wasn't a single callus. This further proved that even the swordsmanship most prized by the Demu family's assassins was extremely mediocre, even utterly unskilled.
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