"Yaga!"

Kazuo Sada gritted his teeth, and his mood seemed to be very angry, "Stinky boy, you're going to die tonight!"

"I'm sorry! There are many people who want me to die, but they never do!"

Ye Fan spread his hands, looking very helpless.

"Kotaro, there's no one here, you can help me kill that kid!"

Kazuo Sada knew that his strength was not as good as Ye Fan, so he had to turn to Kotaro for help.

"Leave it to me!"

Kotaro licked his lips and smiled eerily.

Immediately, he sneered at Ye Fan.

"Boy, if you have any last wishes to say, hurry up and say it, you won't see the sun tomorrow!"

"I want to ask, are you a shemale?"

Ye Fan had a playful smile on his face, Kotaro's face was even more beautiful than a woman, not a shemale, what was it?

"Yaga!"

Kotaro couldn't help but burst into foul language, his face was pale, "Huaxia monkey, I'm going to kill you!"

"Come on!"

Ye Fan smiled faintly.

"Death!"

Kotaro shouted angrily, and rushed forward with two more daggers in his hands.

The sharp dagger, emitting a faint cold light, was even more terrifying under the light.

"Ye Fan! Beware of his second knife flow!"

Li Shanshan reminded worriedly, and was about to go up to help.

At this time, Kazuo Sada, suddenly appeared in front of her, with a lewd smile on his face, and lustful eyes staring at her.

"Mu Zishan, your opponent is here!"

Li Shanshan reprimanded: "Hmph! Good dog doesn't block the way, you get out of the way for me!"

"What if I don't foil?"

"That's only death!"

As soon as the voice fell, Li Shanshan rushed forward quickly and kicked in the air.

"Bang!"

Kazuo Sada crossed his hands and stepped forward, and stubbornly carried Li Shanshan's flying kick.

Although he is not as good as Ye Fan, he is still confident in dealing with Li Shanshan.

"Mu Zishan, didn't you have dinner?" said Kazuo Sada, mocking.

"Die!"

Li Shanshan scolded, and then bullied up, but Kazuo Sada fought, and the two sides went back and forth, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser for a while.

At the same time, Kotaro's second-sword attack was strong, and his arms were like a group of demons dancing wildly, drawing out the sword light of the Dao.

Ye Fan's body dodged flexibly, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, and there was no trace of panic on his face.

On the other hand, Kotaro's face is a little wrong.

Erdaoliu is the best knife technique of Tokyo ninjas, and he has a unique understanding of it.

Generally, when a master encounters his own second sword, it is difficult to support it for a few rounds.

However, the young man in front of him behaved very calmly, without a trace of panic in his steps, and his personal knife skills could not even touch his figure.

"Stinky boy, don't get out of the way if you have the ability!"

Kotaro was annoyed and angry, and the little white face was flushed.

"If you tell me not to hide, I won't hide?"

Kotaro scolded angrily: "You Chinese monkeys are the sick men of East Asia!"

"The sick man of East Asia, huh?"

Ye Fan restrained his smile, and his face suddenly became serious.

In the next second, he suddenly exerted force.

Rushing out like a cannonball, he leaned slightly sideways, ready to punch.

"Bang!"

His huge fist, as hard as a rock, slammed into Kotaro's chest.

"Click!"

Suddenly, there were several broken sounds from Kotaro's body, and he took a few steps back decadently, and the dagger in his hand was also flicked out.

"Kotaro!"

Kazuo Seda exclaimed.

"You'd better take care of yourself!"

Li Shanshan said coldly.

Taking advantage of his distraction, he quickly sneaked up a few times.

"Bang bang!"

Kazuo Sada was hit a few times, and the pain made him grin.

"Yaga!"

Kazuo Sada was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, "I'm going to kill you!"

"Come on!"

Li Shanshan sneered.

Then, the two fell into a stalemate again.

"Dead ladyboy, I think you're more like the sick man of East Asia! what do you think?" Ye Fan looked playful.

"You are the sick man of East Asia, and your whole family is the sick man of East Asia!"

Kotaro was so angry that he blushed and his neck was thick.

In a fit of rage, he turned sideways slightly, used a left whip leg, and suddenly swept towards Ye Fan's head.

"You're still too weak after all!"

Ye Fan smiled disdainfully.

If it was just to assassinate Li Shanshan, Kotaro would have easily completed the task.

But he is still a little worse than himself.

Seeing that he bowed his left knee forward, he grabbed Kotaro's left leg with both hands, and before the other party could react, his right leg quickly stepped forward.

Pour!

He tripped hard and tripped Kotaro so hard that he lost his center of gravity.

Almost at the same moment, he kept moving, concentrating, and silently recited: Double strength!

"Bang!"

Ye Fan's rock-like fist hit Kotaro hard in the chest.

Suddenly, a fist mark sank into Kotaro's chest.

He lost his center of gravity up and down, and the whole person was blown away by Ye Fan's punch a few meters away.

"Poof!"

After landing on the ground, he suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood mist.

At this moment, Kotaro felt as if there was a feminine force in his body, scurrying around, destroying his muscles and veins.

I saw him clutching his chest in pain, his expression was shocked, and even his voice became trembling.

"You...... What kind of kung fu are you? for...... Why is there a dark energy?"

"Huaxia Kung Fu!"

Ye Fan said proudly, like the judo of an island country, in front of Chinese kung fu, it is simply weak!

"You...... You won!"

Kotaro said very unwillingly, but he felt that the strength in his body seemed to be passing.

That feminine force caused serious internal injuries.

"Actually, I knew from the beginning that you were not my opponent!" Ye Fan smiled evilly, "I won't tell you, I just want you to understand a truth, you island people are the sick man of East Asia, not a sick cat!"

"You ......"

Kotaro was furious, the internal injuries on his body intensified, and with a snort, he spat out another mouthful of black blood.

At this time, when Kazuo Sada saw this, his expression was frightened.

He was not Ye Fan's opponent, but he didn't expect that even Kotaro was not his opponent.

Yaga!

Who the hell is this man?

Kazuo Sada lost his fighting spirit, and soon, he was beaten like a pig's head by Li Shanshan.

"Ye Fan, what should you do with them now?" asked Li Shanshan.

"What do you think?"

"Send them to hell!"

Li Shanshan got serious, with the domineering spirit of a female killer.

"Don't, don't!"

Kazuo Sada hurriedly begged for mercy, "Uncle, please, let me go, I'm ...... I was wrong!"

"You think I let you go?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Okay, let's play a little game!"

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