Naturally, Fei Nan lowered the curtain and turned around.

But Du Yu was staring at the army commander who was going back with a gun on his back along the gap in the window, looking confused.

Such a big camera is placed in the car, and you don't see it?

Is he blind? Or is he already unfazed by the camera?

Fei Nan smiled and didn't speak.

The army commander couldn't see the camera, of course, because he used telekinesis.

He knew that Du Yu was wondering something, so he urged his mental power to reach the army leader's feet.

Returning to the door of the dojo, the army captain stepped up the steps, trying to get up the steps, but he stepped on the air and almost fell.

Doubting his head, he glanced at the steps in front of him, and stepped on it again, but he still stepped on it.

"Hahaha!"

"Blind donkey!"

The Jingwumen brothers laughed.

The captain turned around angrily, only to find that his subordinates beside him were also looking at him with strange expressions.

Looking down again, he suddenly found that the steps that were originally under his feet were a meter away.

In other words, he was in place just now, stepping on the air for a long time.

Glaring at his subordinates, he stepped up to the steps and lifted his foot.

With his feet dangling in the air, he hesitated, slowly put it down, stepped on the steps, and only after stepping on the solid steps did he step up the steps.

Seeing his strange appearance, the Jingwu brothers laughed even more insolently, squeezing their eyebrows at him mockingly.

"Yaga!"

Annoyed, he turned back, but his feet were empty, and the whole person rolled down the steps, and fell into a.

"Hahaha!"

The Jingwu brothers laughed even more happily.

The army chief raised his head with a dirty face, and his nose was already bleeding.

The subordinates on both sides hurriedly came to pick him up and helped him into the courtyard.

In the carriage, but Du Yu shook his head, it seems that this guy's eyes are really not good, no wonder he can't even see such a big camera.

Seeing the army commander being helped into the door, Nong Jinsun hurriedly ran to the car and asked, "Is it time to withdraw?"

The things that should be photographed are almost done, so Fei Nan nodded, and instructed Du Yu: "You go back first, arrange all the master plates, and when I go back, take them to rinse together." ”

"Good. ”

But Du Yu answered.

Fei Nan got out of the car, called two Jingwu brothers, asked one to drive the carriage, and the other pulled the rickshaw loaded with a gramophone, and returned to the Zhabei studio.

Nong Jinsun breathed a sigh of relief, then whispered a few words to Fernan, and walked quickly in the direction of the British Concession.

The brothers of the Jingwu Sect looked at the door of the dojo with some concern, they couldn't see the situation inside, but Fei Nan knew it very well.

On the map, Huo Tingen's cursor had retreated to the side, and Chen Zhen's cursor had already been scuffled with Fujita Tsuyoshi.

Fei Nan was not worried that Chen Zhen would not be able to beat Fujita Gang, his own skills were not bad, and Fei Nan also used telepathism on him, in fact, Fei Nan was worried that Fujita Gang would not be accidentally killed by Chen Zhen.

Although Fei Nan specifically asked them to sign a life and death agreement with Fujita Tsuyoshi before the competition, it would still be very troublesome if someone did die.

After a while, Feinan's thought moved, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

On the map, Chen Zhen had already moved towards the gate of the dojo with Huo Tingen, and Fujita Tsuyoshi's cursor was still there, and it was being surrounded by the cursors of the samurai in the center.

Soon, the Jingwu brothers saw Chen Zhen and Huo Tingen, who were supporting each other towards the door, and hurriedly got up and walked towards the door.

"Big brother!"

"Fifth Senior Brother, are you all right?"

Huo Tingen was not injured, but Chen Zhen's clothes were cut a few times, revealing the cotton wool in them.

Hearing everyone's concerned questions, they smiled and shook their heads, indicating that they were okay.

Suddenly, a samurai ran out of the dojo and pointed at their figures and shouted, "Don't let them run!

When the neon soldiers on duty outside heard this, they hurriedly raised their guns and surrounded Chen Zhen and Huo Tingen, as well as everyone from the Jingwu Sect.

"What are you doing?

"I said that I would come to the martial arts competition, and if I lost, I would play tricks and not let people go?"

The brothers of the Jingwu Sect were filled with righteous indignation, shouting loudly, and did not back down at all.

The army commander, who had blocked his nose with cotton wool, ran over and asked in a thick voice: "What happened?"

The samurai who ran out pointed at Chen Zhen and shouted, "He broke Chief Fujita's two hands and two legs!

When the army commander heard this, his face changed, and he immediately shouted: "Third class, fifth class, ninth class! Catch them! Don't let them run away!"

"Hey!"

When the neon soldiers heard this, they were about to make a move, but they heard a chaotic footstep at the corner of the street, and several teams of people dressed as patrols in the British Concession ran quickly towards this side, and it was Nong Jinsun who ran in front.

The patrolmen raised their pistols and quickly ran to the brothers of the Jingwu Sect, separated the neon soldiers from them, and confronted the neon soldiers.

The army commander looked at the group of patrols that suddenly appeared, frowned and scolded: "What are you doing? This is the Neon Concession, you are the patrol of the British Concession, you can't enforce the law here!"

The first thin catcher lifted the brim of his hat and said coldly: "Although I am a patrolman, I am also a Chinese! These two people, I am sure!"

"What happened?"

On the other side of the street, the neon consul rode to the door of the dojo and dismounted and walked quickly to the front.

The army commander saluted the consul, and the samurai stepped forward and told him what had happened.

The consul looked at Chen Zhen and the others and asked, "Since it is a martial arts competition, why do you want to shoot so hard and break the opponent's limbs?"

Huo Tingen took out a folded piece of paper from his bosom, shook it open, and said: "We have signed a life and death certificate before the competition, and both sides signed and pressed their handprints, and when it was signed, this warrior was on the spot. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the samurai.

When the samurai saw the life and death in his hand, his face couldn't help but turn red, and he couldn't speak.

Huo Tingen went on to explain: "Two copies of the life and death certificate have been signed, and the other copy is in the hands of Tsuyoshi Fujita, you can go and check it. ”

When the consul heard this, he turned around and gave an order, and an entourage entered the dojo, and after a while he walked out with the same life and death certificate.

After carefully reading the life and death situation, the consul nodded and ordered with a straight face: "Since there is a contract as evidence, then the contract shall prevail and let them go!"

"But, Chief Fujita was wounded, and the military chief asked......

The army commander finished talking halfway, but was interrupted by the consul and reprimanded: "Fujita Gang is not a soldier who signed the contract, but a samurai, so he participated in this contest in his private capacity and has nothing to do with the military department!"

The army commander wanted to say something, but the consul looked at him angrily: "Lieutenant! I am now the supreme commander here, do you want to disobey the order?"

The army commander bowed his head helplessly and replied, "Yes, sir!"

With that, he waved his hand, and the surrounding neon soldiers dispersed.

The consul walked to Chen Zhen and the others with his hands behind his back, glanced at them, and said in a low voice in Chinese: "You'd better leave Shanghai immediately, the military headquarters will definitely not give up." ”

After exchanging glances, Chen Zhen and the others did not answer, but Fei Nan stood up and said with a smile: "Thank you for the consul's reminder, if there is nothing to do, we will leave first." ”

Immediately, under the escort of the Jingwu brothers, everyone walked away and quickly disappeared outside the street.

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