Ill-free sneered looking at the samurai who rushed over, as if they were in the Hongkou dojo. ***Update the latest novel chapters*

However, these samurai at Murata Budo Hall, who rushed over with grinning teeth, hurriedly stopped their footsteps after rushing two steps. Some of them rushed tighter at the back and directly hit the person in front of them. It's a ball.

"Baga, why did you stop suddenly?" the person behind cursed with some dissatisfaction.

"You who are kind, rush to the front!" The person in front scolded back.

The people behind looked at the scene in front, and stopped talking coldly. They stopped obediently, holding a long knife in a stalemate with some anxiety, neither daring to rush forward nor retreating just like that. Weird expression.

Behind Fan Wuyao, more than a dozen bodyguards took out micro-charges or pistols, and the black hole was facing the samurai who wanted to rush forward. It seemed that as long as they dared to get one step closer, they would immediately give them one or two. The peanuts taste great.

The two sides stood in a stalemate for a while, and the fellow Aso Kojiro who had been kicked by Fan Wuyao climbed back again. His **** was kicked to his advantage and became numb. It felt like his tail bone was broken, and his body was sore everywhere. It was as uncomfortable as being thrown into the roller and rolled for two hours, especially the part that was hit continuously by Fan Wu's fist just now, and it was even more painful. Aso felt that his internal organs must have been seriously injured.

"They don't dare to shoot!" Aso Kojiro said to the samurai, holding back the pain.

"Huh?" Fan Wubing frowned. He didn't expect this guy's bones to be so hard that he could crawl back on his own. He didn't know if he made his move too lightly, or because the other party's skill is better than he expected. Many, anyway, he crawled back on his own, which made Fan Wuyao feel a little uncomfortable.

If you lose, you will lose. It doesn't matter if you just lie there and wait for others to rescue you. If you have to be a hero and climb back again, don't you think you can't beat Xiaoqiang?

Aso Kojiro climbed into the crowd. Sit down there. I just feel ** hot. He stared at Fan Wuyao with hatred and said. "This is the Chinese Embassy. They don't dare to make a lot of noise. You just have to go together. What happened? We are responsible!"

Fan Wubing smiled. "I can tell you clearly. Lao Tzu's bodyguards are all American passports!"

"Wow", the samurai immediately took two steps back after being a little bit of energy by Aso Kojiro.

The Japanese are not afraid of the Chinese. Just afraid of Americans. The Yankees dropped two atomic bombs called Fatty and Little Boy in their Hiroshima and Nagasaki areas. It scared them. The U.S. military base in Okinawa is still open until now. The US military garrisons on the northern islands often stabbed the Japanese.

It can be said. Americans commit crimes in Japan. The Japanese government has no jurisdiction. So when these samurai heard that the bodyguards were all holding American passports. It was a little timid at once. After all, if someone beats himself, it is for nothing. It's unlucky to hit someone by yourself. This kind of unflattering thing. Few people are willing to make land.

The two groups were so stalemate. The Japanese dared not rush over. Fan Wuyi's bodyguards would not rush over either. Just looking at them so coldly.

At this moment, one of the grasses suddenly wandered over and quietly walked through the grass along the land. Suddenly, he realized that there was a wooden foot in front of him, blocking his way. When the snake was angry, it rushed up. Take a bite hard.

"Ah" The samurai who was bitten by the snake suddenly screamed and rushed out with the long knife in his hand.

Fan Wuyi’s bodyguards were naturally not casual. When he saw that the guy intended to attack with a knife, he immediately counterattacked. The seals’ shooting skills were naturally not a problem. One shot interrupted the opponent’s long knife. The two-piece long sword churned in the air and pierced into the belly of another samurai.

In this scene, it looks like the opponent is fighting on his own.

The samurai who was stabbed in the stomach by the broken knife immediately fell softly, and the samurai who had been frightened immediately jumped up like a frying pan.

They thought that their companions were hit by these bodyguards, and they immediately rushed into the crown. They no longer considered the threat of the guns in their hands, and rushed over with a long knife. Not to show weakness, one shot, one shot at each other’s long knives, their marksmanship was also very accurate. Suddenly the samurai’s long knives became broken blades, and the broken blades flew everywhere, hurting many samurai, and everyone suddenly It was a **** mess.

Seeing that the other party was red-eyed, Fan Wubing was worried about trouble, so he immediately took a decisive move, kicking the dozen warriors in the front out of the lawn of the embassy one by one, and rolled onto the road.

The rest of the people saw that the most elite force in their group couldn't stand it anymore, and they immediately disappeared and retreated. They hadn't forgotten to drag their companions away, but they were left on the ground. A blood stain, looks quite human, unclear

After passing, I thought what a mess had happened here.

After watching this group of people retreat, the people from the embassy ran over and said, "These guys are all brown candies.

Fan Wubing nodded and said, "It seems that I have to solve them completely, so as not to leave you with trouble."

"That's not easy. There are a lot of people in this group. There are probably more than 300 people in the martial arts guild hall. They are all well-known gangsters. They are indispensable for every trouble." The embassy person replied.

Fan Wubing looked around and saw that the two paper figures brought by the group were still standing there. So he figured out a way and ordered the bodyguards, and someone immediately took the two paper figures. The paper man brought it up.

"This thing should be burned, it's really insulting." All the onlookers suggested indignantly.

With a wave of his hand, Fan Wuyao stopped the impulsive crowd, and then asked the embassy staff, "Could you find some blank paper and pen and ink? And that paste I want some."

"Of course there is, but what do you want that thing for?" The embassy staff asked casually, and asked someone to get the pen and ink.

Fan Wubing pasted up his name with white paper, and then wrote Murata Takeo's name on it. He also dotted the paper man’s lips with Rendan, the symbol of Japan, and painted a black sun cloth on his head. Tiao'er, then asked everyone, "Does this feel better?"

"It's still a little bit, they should be dressed in kimono." Someone suggested.

The people at the embassy were also bored, so they immediately cut out the kimono and put them on the paper figures. In this way, they really looked like two Japanese samurai.

However, the people at the embassy said that even if this kind of thing is burned, it is not good to carry it out. After all, it is not conducive to the friendly relations between China and Japan.

Fan Wuyin said, "I'm going to kick the embassy, ​​and I'm not going to put these two things at the gate of the embassy to demonstrate. It has nothing to do with the friendship between China and Japan."

The ambassador was not in the embassy. After hearing the news that Fan Wuyi was going to kick the embassy, ​​the counselor was terrified and hurried over to persuade him. He said that the Sino-Japanese relationship is very delicate at the moment.

Fan Wubing thought for a while, and felt that what the other person said was a bit truthful. After all, he had already killed two other apprentices. Although he was called to the door this time, they were the ones who suffered. He really didn’t suffer. After seeing it for a few days It is about to return to China, and it is necessary to implement the overall relocation of the Jiang Automobile Research Institute and the production line back to the country. There is really no time to worry about these Japanese poppies.

So Fan Wubing ordered to let it go for the time being, and the two paper men were also packed up, ready to put them in the yard of the embassy for two days before they burned in public.

The counsellor saw that Fan Wubing followed the good and the flow, so he was naturally satisfied, but he did not agree with Fan Wubing's practice of putting two paper figures in the courtyard to show the public.

But Fan Wubing gave him face, and he didn't care about him, so he just let him go. Anyway, it was just two paper men. The tricks the Japanese used to make were much more disgusting than this.

At the same time, the Murata Budo Guild Hall was also overcrowded. The disciples who had returned home in a hurry carried the injured comrades to the master Murata Takeo crying, and asked the master to uphold justice for them.

Takeo Murata sat on the futon in the hall with his eyes closed, his eyes slightly closed, in a calm and masterful posture, no one knew what he was thinking.

"What is the master doing?" a new apprentice whispered to his companion.

"Pretend to be forced, aren't all the masters in the novels of this kind of virtue?" That companion was hurt by a broken blade in this conflict~lightnovelpub.net~ is now wrapped around his head. The bandage, upon hearing his question, immediately replied in an angry manner.

"Ba Ga!" Aso Kojiro, who had recovered a bit, heard the disrespect of the two people, and immediately slapped them both on the face, and then cursed, "You two pig heads, you dare to slander the master, it's really rebellious! "

Aso Kojiro is a big brother and he has his own authority. The two people who were beaten did not dare to complain.

At this time, Murata Takeo suddenly opened his eyes, and everyone's hearts were shocked, as if a golden light burst out of Murata's eyes just now, which was very heartbreaking.

"The master is really an expert" Aso Kojiro said with emotion in his heart. After so many years of learning, he has not learned the true meaning of this, otherwise he would not suffer the big loss today.

Murata took a look at the apprentices sitting below him, and slowly said to them, "I just thought about it, this fan is not sick and it's worth my action."

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