Chapter 1: 289 Engagement
A moment later, the road was already full of black suits.
Speaking of which, these black suits are also very strong in hand-to-hand combat, even compared with Wang Xiaoming's professional bodyguards who have been trained by the bodyguard training ground, they are one or two points stronger.
If it were replaced by any opponent, with their skills and numbers, they would definitely be able to win lightly, but they were too unlucky to meet Wang Xiaoming, an abnormal human being, and suffered a big loss because of it.
The only people still standing at the scene were only two people, one was Wang Xiaoming, and the other was a man in a black suit who was trembling.
This black suit was the last person standing, because of the murderous methods he witnessed Wang Xiaoming defeating his companions, so he was frightened and didn't have the courage to do it.
Wang Xiaoming also thought that he couldn't break all the people, so he would keep him.
Wang Xiaoming turned around, faced the last black suit and said, "Okay, we can go now, which car are you driving?" ”
The black suit subconsciously said, "It's this car." When he was done, he felt something was wrong.
What do you mean, didn't you say don't want to go with us? Didn't they all start beating people? Why are you willing to go with us now?
Just when the black suit was stunned, Wang Xiaoming had already walked to the side of the car, and sat in the back seat as soon as he pulled the door.
Wang Xiaoming saw that the other party was still stunned outside the car, and immediately shouted at him: "Don't come and drive quickly, do you want to take me to your master?"
"Yes, I'll be right here. "It's exciting in my heart, but Kojiro Matsui
Still reacted quickly, and quickly opened the car door and sat in.
The car started and quickly ran out.
In the car, Wang Xiaoming took out his mobile phone and made an unhurried call to Liu Yufeng, telling him about the situation here. Liu Yufeng expressed his anger at Wang Xiaoming's extremely casual behavior, but it was a pity that Wang Xiaoming didn't like him, Liu Yufeng was very helpless about this, so he could only beg Wang Xiaoming to hurry up, and their affairs here were still waiting for Wang Xiaoming to deal with it.
After making the phone call and informing the matter in place, Wang Xiaoming waited in the car with peace of mind.
The delivery is not towards the city. Instead, it drove towards the suburbs, and the more it opened, the more remote it became, but the surrounding scenery was getting better and better.
After an hour of driving, I finally arrived at a mountainous area, and on the roads in the mountains, there were security guards standing guard, and next to the post there was a notice that private areas were not allowed to enter.
However, after Kojiro Matsui, who was driving, showed his ID, the security guards standing guard were quickly relieved. Let the vehicle pass guò.
However, along the road, there was not only one sentry, but as many as seven or eight. After layers of inspection, the sedan stopped at the door of a villa.
When he got here, Kojiro Matsui couldn't continue to go in, but from the door. Another man led the way.
I don't know if the other party is deliberately showing off, or because this place is already heavily guarded. After Wang Xiaoming entered the villa, he found that the security inside the villa was stricter than that outside, with one post at ten steps and one sentry at five steps, and there were often patrols with weapons patrolling around, and the security was extremely strict.
With the precautions here, even Wang Xiaoming could not come in silently.
If you want to enter the villa, you can only storm it.
Wang Xiaoming's eyes are still looking around, although the security here is heavy, but the scenery is also excellent, plus the buildings here are ancient Japanese buildings, so it is also a rare good scenery.
From the outside, it looks like a villa, but when you walk in, you find that the inside is an ancient courtyard, belonging to a huge complex of buildings, and those villas are just buildings on the surface.
After bypassing the villa and passing through many buildings, he entered another courtyard, and before he entered the courtyard, Wang Xiaoming's gaze was condensed.
In that villa, he felt a special kind of qi in existence.
This is a kind of qi similar to the ancient martial arts that you practice, but it seems to be different from your own qi.
And the cold hairs on Wang Xiaoming's body are all erect, and in that courtyard, there is definitely a presence that makes him feel dangerous.
At the door of the courtyard, there is no longer a figure like a bodyguard in a black suit, but a group of Japanese samurai, although they have short hair on their heads, but the clothes on their bodies are traditional Japanese samurai uniforms, and there is a katana pinned to the waist.
Seeing Wang Xiaoming coming, the Japanese samurai standing guard immediately stared at Wang Xiaoming, and one of them stretched out his hand, blocked Wang Xiaoming's way, and shouted: "Leave the things and accept the search." ”
The young man who led the way glanced back at Wang Xiaoming, without any explanation, as if waiting for Wang Xiaoming to make a decision.
Wang Xiaoming's eyes looked at the warriors in front of him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his gaze was cold and ruthless.
On the way here, I have already given them a dismount, but they still don't have a long memory, it seems that they are too light before, since this is the case, then you are unlucky.
Wang Xiaoming didn't even put down the box in his hand, he raised his foot and kicked it, this kick can be said to be the simplest action, but with such a simple action, the other party couldn't avoid it at all.
It was too fast, that kick out, it was so fast that people couldn't react at all, and by the time he reacted, the whole person had already been kicked in the chest and kicked out.
The samurai screamed. He was kicked five meters away from a distance, and with a bang, his back hit the wall, and he bounced back off the wall and fell to the ground.
As soon as he made a move, Wang Xiaoming no longer showed mercy, and immediately kicked out again, kicking out another Japanese samurai next to him.
Then Wang Xiaoming's body moved, just took the luggage, kicked over one by one, and kicked all the Japanese samurai around him to the ground.
Although Wang Xiaoming only made one kick, but this kick was merciless, and the Japanese samurai who were kicked were all broken sternums, and with the injuries they received, most of their lives could only be spent in bed.
If it is domestic, Wang Xiaoming may still have any scruples. But abroad, Wang Xiaoming completely let go of his hands and feet, and the little Japanese samurai still had the courage to provoke him, so Wang Xiaoming naturally made a heavy hand unceremoniously.
The Japanese samurai who was injured by Wang Xiaoming rolled on the ground and let out a wail in his mouth.
The young man who led the way was angry at this time, and shouted angrily: "Baga, what are you doing, why are you beating people." ”
Wang Xiaoming looked at the young man quietly. Said seriously: "They are despising me, this is an extreme unpreparedness for me, who else can they fight if they don't fight, do you also want to try my methods?"
Under Wang Xiaoming's calm gaze, the young man felt a pressure that he had never encountered before, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, he looked at Wang Xiaoming angrily but didn't dare to say anything.
He had seen the fate of those samurai with his own eyes, and he didn't want to suffer such a blow himself.
Seeing that the young man stopped talking. Wang Xiaoming waved his hand and said, "If there is nothing else, can we move on?"
The young man glanced at Wang Xiaoming, with hatred in his eyes, and turned around. Without saying a word, he continued to lead the way.
Just as the two of them continued to move forward, in a room in the courtyard, a group of people were also watching Wang Xiaoming's move just now.
After receiving Wang Xiaoming's shot. After beating all the people who invited him to come. These people took Wang Xiaoming's affairs to heart, but they were only interested in Wang Xiaoming's skills. They seem to have concerns, and if they don't see it with their own eyes, they can't judge how strong Wang Xiaoming's strength is.
That's why the samurai blocked the road and deliberately provoked Wang Xiaoming's behavior.
These warriors are not those half-people outside, all of them are warrior disciples of their family, who have been trained strictly since childhood, and their hand-to-hand combat strength is very strong.
According to their estimates, with these warriors making a move, even if they can't deal with Wang Xiaoming, they should be able to find out the details of Wang Xiaoming.
But where did I think that the final result was like this.
Wang Xiaoming also made a move as they expected, but they couldn't see the traces of Wang Xiaoming's shot clearly, with the speed of Wang Xiaoming's shot, not to mention these young warriors, even if they let these old men go out, they would not be opponents.
Although Wang Xiaoming's details have not yet been figured out, it can be seen from Wang Xiaoming's shot that Wang Xiaoming's strength is strong, and it is definitely not so simple.
"This guy is strong. The head of the Mido family, who was sitting on the throne, said in a deep voice.
The rest of the group also nodded slightly.
Although I can't see the moves, Wang Xiaoming's kicks just now are not only extremely fast, but also powerful, even if they are replaced, they are not sure that they will be able to catch them.
As soon as the connoisseurs make a move, they will know if there is one, they have also practiced martial arts all their lives, so naturally they can also see a lot of things from Wang Xiaoming's shot.
"It's incredible where such a young master came from. An old man said, shaking his head.
"This guy is a fierce rival, the head of the house, just in case, I think it's better to have the musketeers on the sidelines to get ready. ”
The Musketeers are the name left in the past, and although the current firearms are not the same as the muskets of the past, they still like to use the name Musketeers.
"Let the musketeers come over, there's no need for that, although this guy is a good rival, but with our strength against him, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with him, besides, even if we are defeated, there is still the head of the family." ”
"That's just as well. ”
Just as they were talking, Wang Xiaoming had been led in, and everyone immediately fell silent, and the head of the house waved his hand and asked people to take the monitor away.
Secretly monitoring behind the scenes is nothing, and in front of others, it is always difficult to do so excessively.
When entering the room, the other party asked Wang Xiaoming to change his shoes, but this request was completely ignored by Wang Xiaoming, Wang Xiaoming just carried a suitcase like that, and walked in with a big grin.
Seeing Wang Xiaoming's actions, several old men in the room glared angrily at Wang Xiaoming.
Wang Xiaoming's eyes swept in the room, there were eleven people sitting around the room, there were really a lot of people, and they were all old men, the youngest one should be the one sitting on the main seat, but even the youngest one was over fifty years old.
Wang Xiaoming simply ignored the gazes of others, looked directly at the old man on the throne in front of him, and said: "I heard that you want to see me, and my person has already come, so you can talk about it, how to compensate for my losses." ”
"Boy, you're rude. An old man glared at Wang Xiaoming and said angrily.
"I'm rude?" Wang Xiaoming smiled and said, "Who asked me to come here? Who was rude first? Besides, you are all old, and you are not too young, haven't you even heard of the saying that a big fist is a truth?"
"According to what you mean, whoever has a big fist will make sense, so if it is not our big fist, we will make sense. The other old man also said gloomily.
Wang Xiaoming turned his head to look at the old man who was speaking, the corners of his mouth curled, and he said with a sneer: "Of course, whoever has a big fist makes sense, do you want to try my fist, is it hard enough?"
As he spoke, Wang Xiaoming had already put the suitcase in his hand on the ground.
"Good boy, good guts. The old man was completely enraged by Wang Xiaoming's actions, and with a good gut in his mouth, his body had already jumped up from the tatami mat, as if a spring was installed on his feet, and he jumped at least two meters high, jumped up from his place, and kicked towards Wang Xiaoming.
This blow came too suddenly, and it was also extremely fast, if it were replaced by those Japanese samurai before, it would definitely not be able to stop this kick.
These old men are old and old, but their strength is also extremely strong, and their physical fitness and fighting skills have reached the best level on the planet.
This is where the old men are confident in their own abilities.
Wang Xiaoming's eyes flashed, and he quickly captured the opponent's attack trajectory, his body often squatted, and then suddenly punched, condensing the strength of his whole body into his fist, this punch was played, Wang Xiaoming had exerted the strength of his own body to the extreme, except for the power of not using his strength, this was Wang Xiaoming's strongest attack.
The fists and feet intersected, and with a snapping sound, the old man rolled back in mid-air, his face changed, but when he landed, he had quickly adjusted his body, and his feet hit the ground a little bit, and he rushed towards Wang Xiaoming again.
Wang Xiaoming also sighed in his heart, the other party is really strong, not only physically strong, but also strong in will.
You know, the blow just now, on the surface, the two sides are evenly matched, but Wang Xiaoming knows that the soles of the opponent's feet have been beaten by his own bones, this kind of injury, normal people have already laid down, but the old man in front of him can attack freely, this is his strength. (To be continued......) R1292