Iaido Slash!

A day is neither long nor short. When Chen Wenwen opened her eyes, the lazy sunlight of November 17 had already spilled onto the earth. I don't know if it's the clear sky after the rain or the absence of thick car exhaust in the city, but the sky in the capital is unusually bright, unlike the usual dimness.

The wreckage of the armored vehicle still lay lonely on the commercial street, but the surrounding zombies had scattered, with no trace of the battle that had taken place. When Chen Wenwen finished washing up and came to the living room, Huan Chu was already packing up.

Huan Chu saw the queen coming down, casually greeted her, gestured to Chen Wenwen to eat something by nodding towards the breakfast on the coffee table, and then focused on rummaging through the backpack in his hand without looking up. Chen Wenwen sipped the lean meat and preserved egg congee made by Huan Chu, but frowned at the egg pancake on the plate next to her, seeming to find it not to her taste and hesitated to reach for it.

Huan Chu caught a glimpse of her furrowed brows and naturally understood her thoughts. He stopped what he was doing and said, "I know you prefer light food, but you've had quite a bit of exercise today. Just eating plain rice porridge won't be enough. Eat those two pieces of cake." "

Although spoken in a commanding tone, one can easily hear the deep concern in Huan Chu's words as long as they are not a fool. Although she didn't like it, Chen Wenwen didn't want to reject Huan Chu's kindness, so she started to eat the bread with the porridge. Although she was having a simple breakfast, Chen Wenwen still looked very elegant, even the way she wiped her mouth with a tissue was graceful.

Huan Chu, seeing this, and thinking back to his own wolfing down of food, felt a bit embarrassed despite his thick skin that was thicker than the Great Wall. However, he quickly recovered and attributed it to the element of the other party being a beautiful woman, thinking to himself: a beauty is a beauty, no matter what she does, it looks good. He looked at his watch and said, "After eating, take a 20-minute break. We will leave at 8 o'clock." "

Chen Wenwen replied with a 'okay', then leaned back on the sofa, thinking about having nothing to do, so she watched Huan Chu packing up. Huanchu rummaged through her treasure safe, seemingly dissatisfied, and finally threw aside several gorgeously designed swords. She turned and asked, "Is this the only useful tool you have?" "

The swords in Chen Wenwen's safe are mainly for collection, so they are mostly ornamental items. The broken sword was made out of spite after an argument with someone claiming that Tang swords are better than samurai swords. But hearing his own highly sought-after collection being belittled by Huan Chu in such a way, he still couldn't help but feel resentful and said, "I am a collector, not an assassin. There are not so many things in my house that can cut bones." "

Huan Chu realized that this was indeed the case. Most ordinary families only have a few kitchen knives at most. He himself had searched at home for a long time before finding a baseball bat that was not very useful. It's already good enough to have a good knife in the queen's house, but it's really a luxury to have a priceless sword that can cut through iron like mud.

But he still didn't give up and asked, "Do you have any other useful guys?" You don't have to be as awesome as cutting off water, just being able to kill people is enough? "

Chen Wenwen obviously lost interest because of Huan Chu's previous words and casually replied, "Didn't you say that having that broken axe is enough?" Why are you asking me for the tools now? "

Huan Chu saw that the queen seemed angry, so he could only smile bitterly and say, "I'm just afraid that something unexpected might happen." Think about it, is there anything else? "

The queen, upon hearing this, immediately remembered herself holding a broken iron rod and pondered for a moment: "I may not have a knife or a sword, but I have a gun!" "

Really? Huan Chu was surprised, then looked excitedly at the queen.

Chen Wenwen looked disdainfully at Huan Chu after speaking, saying, "Fake." Huan Chu felt deflated at once, realizing that she was probably teasing him to cheer him up. He stopped asking and saw that it was already 8 o'clock while they were chatting. He picked up their luggage, grabbed the fire axe, and called for the queen to set off.

The queen tied the water skin around her waist, put on a pair of riding boots, and walked out the door. Huan Chu estimated that there were probably no zombies outside, so he did not hesitate and quickly caught up while dragging boxes of various sizes.

The queen's right hand holds the reins loosely, leading the way at the forefront. Perhaps because the floor was too high, as Huan Chu expected, the corridor on the 13th floor was very quiet, and there was no sign of zombies. At the signal of Huan Chu, the two did not take the stairs but instead chose to take the elevator straight down to the underground parking lot.

According to Huan Chu's estimation, the battle yesterday was not far from the Golden Coast community. Most of the zombies should have been attracted there, and with the intelligence of zombies, they should not be able to find their way back. Most likely, they will stay outside wandering around. In other words, the remaining zombies in the building should be those who cannot even hear gunshots or move slowly, and have not had the opportunity to go out and fight, such as the "elderly, weak, sick, and disabled". With this in mind, instead of carrying bags and walking up more than ten floors, the lazy Huan Chu naturally chose the elevator, a product of human civilization.

Without any incidents along the way, the two quickly entered the elevator. Huan Chu threw the luggage on the ground and gasped heavily, "What did you pick up? How can it be so heavy?!" Chen Wenwen glanced at Huan Chu and said, "Mind your own business!" With just this little effort, you still want to take responsibility for me? "

Huan Chu was embarrassed by Chen Wenwen's mention of an awkward matter, and couldn't help but pause for a moment before smiling bitterly, "Sis, don't tease me like this." Hey, hey, is your luggage not heavy at all? Chen Wenwen's mouth curved into a smile, but she didn't say anything. She pressed the number key b1, and the elevator door closed silently.

With a light 'click', the elevator started to descend rapidly, and the numbers on the display above the elevator door began to jump: '13...12...11...10...'

As the numbers inside the display decreased, Chen Wenwen's mood also detached from the leisurely life of the past two days, pulling out the water that had been cut off tightly. Huan Chu, seeing the situation, put away his playful smile, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, and propped the fire axe on his shoulder, looking like a tough soldier.

Huan Chu bit the cigarette butt, patted Chen Wenwen's shoulder, and when she turned her head, he used his index finger to lift the queen's chin, with a wicked smile on his lips, and said, "Girl, give daddy a smile." "

Chen Wenwen thought that Huan Chu remembered something important to tell her, but when she saw his frivolous look, she couldn't help feeling both angry and amused. She slapped his hand away and scolded, "Have some seriousness." He turned back and continued to be on guard. After being teased by Huan Chu, his nerves were no longer tense, and the hands holding the knife were much softer, not as stiff as before.

Watching Chen Wenwen turn around, Huan Chu shrugged and leaned against the wall without a hint of nervousness. If you didn't see the bloody axe on his shoulder, you really couldn't tell whether he was trying to escape or going for an outing.

High technology is high technology, but in a moment, a electronic prompt sound of 'ding' was heard, and the underground parking lot arrived. Huan Chu leaned his axe against the ground, showing no signs of preparing for battle, and casually leaned against the inside of the elevator.

The elevator gradually came to a smooth stop, and Chen Wenwen stared alertly at the elevator door that was about to slowly open. Her right hand tightly gripped the broken water, while her left hand lightly held the scabbard, using her thumb to gently push out a section of the broken water from the scabbard, ready to draw the knife at any time.

After about half a second, the elevator door opened wide, and a strong foul smell hit the two of them in the face. Huan Chu caught a familiar scent and a faint smile appeared on his lips. Although he did not step forward to block Chen Wenwen, he slightly bent his legs, ready to provide support at any time.

Sure enough, as the elevator doors opened wide, a female zombie with torn clothes and festering wounds all over her body lunged in with her rotten mouth wide open. Huan Chu saw the terrifying appearance of the zombie, and saw Chen Wenwen seem to be startled and took a half step back, frowning as if she was about to step forward.

The queen did not retreat, but instead bent down, took another step forward, and made a gesture with her hand in the midst of advancing and retreating. A cold light flashed, and the female zombie seemed to have been hit hard in the air, staggering back two steps, and its extremely ugly head flew up in the air with a gush of black blood.

Chen Wenwen leaned to one side, flicked her right hand, splattering drops of blood, then she sheathed her knife without a trace of blood on her body. At this moment, the headless zombie stumbled and fell with a thud in the elevator.

Huan Chu's understanding of the island country mostly comes from games and anime, so he only has a limited knowledge of the unique swordsmanship of the island country. Seeing this, I immediately realized that Chen Wenwen's sword strike was indeed the authentic "Iaido cut".

In the anime series watched by Huan Chu, the third captain of the Shinsengumi in 'Hakuoki', Saito Hajime, is a left-handed master swordsman in iaido. This sword technique originates from the commonly known art of drawing the sword, focusing on seizing the moment of drawing the sword to defeat the enemy, aiming for a one-strike kill effect.

Huan Chu also knew that the swordsmanship of the Tang Dynasty had long been lost, and instead the island nation's samurai had a deep understanding of the use of the katana evolved from the Tang sword. Their various schools of swordsmanship naturally complement the Tang sword better than the swordsmanship in the country today. But I couldn't help but marvel at the many skills that Chen Wenwen possessed.

However, Huanchu's understanding of the island nation's swordsmanship is only superficial. In fact, Jūji-zan is a set of ten sword techniques, not a move in the art of drawing the sword. Chen Wenwen is using the starting move of the ten forms of iaido - 'Mae'!

Chen Wenwen glanced at the zombie that had been cut in half, and didn't pay much attention when she made the cut just now. Now, looking at it again, she suddenly felt her pupils contract. But after witnessing the scene of Huan Chu chopping the zombies with an axe, he quickly adjusted his mindset and no longer looked at the bodies. He took the lead and stepped out of the elevator.

Huan Chu watched as Chen Wenwen walked away with her standard cat-like steps, and then looked at the headless corpse lying on the ground. She truly had a bit of the demeanor of a female swordsman who could kill with a smile. He couldn't help but praise her a few times, picked up the large pile of luggage in his hand, and quickly followed her out.