Silence, death-like silence! Nomura Yukio and his subordinates, although they were both shocked and distressed because their family heirloom knife was twisted by a piece of clothing, our side is actually similar, the Yugang knife was twisted by clothes, this can't be a problem with the quality of the knife, right? After following the old guy for so long, I didn't know that Chen Sanshan, the old man, had a habit of doing tricks and feet on his clothes.

But then I thought about it and I was relieved, as far as the old Wang Ba was urine, 24 hours to prevent himself from being hacked to death by someone who suddenly jumped out, that is called self-knowledge, and it is understandable to add a layer of insurance to the clothes I wear, so it seems that when I really make up my mind to defend my labor rights, I have to pick an old guy to take a bath......

By the time I realized that I had gone off the rails again, the duel that had just started was actually over, and Nomura Yukio only had half a severed blade and a shocked heart, but Chen Sanshan was still holding the vest in his hand that was obviously not made of ordinary textile materials, and the deterrent effect created by the ferocious nature of its invulnerability and broken blade was much greater than that of carrying a mace, after all, everyone would be mentally prepared to accept this fact when the mace smashed the blade, but what happened to a piece of clothing that should have been directly split counterattacked the divine weapon that should have been blown offThe little white rabbit scratched the big bad wolf to death? As long as it is a normal person, it will immediately understand that the seemingly harmless rabbit is actually a ferocious alien creature!

Although the weapon in his hand has become scrap metal, Nomura is also a strong-willed ** element for more than 50 years, and if he directly throws the sword and kneels to beg for mercy, won't it become an anti-Japanese drama? Therefore, this bloody old devil roared again to embolden himself, raised half a knife and stabbed Chen Sanshan in the chest.

But at this point, we're not in a hurry. From the few hands just now, it can be seen that although Chen Sanshan, an old thing, is a vain old fat man on the surface, he is definitely a well-trained and experienced old rascal when he fights. The arm strength reaction is no worse than Nomura Yukio at the level of kendo master, and I don't know what the old guy has done to himself, it seems that when I really make up my mind to fight with the old Wangba, the hand-to-hand combat ability of the old coffin scoop must also be taken into account......

I squatted on the ground to pick up mushrooms, Li Mo stood back beside Jiang Shasha, Wang Xiaohan didn't dare to look, and covered his eyes with his hands. At this time, he couldn't help but make the classic gesture of greeting the Vulcans, and see if the old guy could splash blood in five steps from between his fingers, in short. No one believes that this old rabbit will lose to the big bad wolf...... What? You ask Xie Erdon? That kid wouldn't have any reaction even if he saw Lao Wang Ba being hacked to death on the spot, and this kid's famous saying is that an idiot who is a dead idiot is not worthy of sympathy......

The result was not as expected, Chen Sanshan, the old guy, was no worse than Nomura Yukio when he got into a fight, and his clothes were rounded and directly pulled into the old devil's face. Although Nomura, the old boy, had clearly seen Chen Sanshan wringing his knife with his vest just now. But people have the inertia of thinking, and when they saw a light fluttering dress pumping towards their faces, Nomura's brain subconsciously ignored this attack as a non-threatening attack, and met it without dodging or dodging, so this kid with insufficient brains immediately became tragic.

"Poof!" the very familiar sound of bricks slapping on the door, Nomura Yukio threw his head back and fell backwards, his face already bleeding from the nose and colorful. The knife in his hand fell weakly to the ground, and he saw that he had lost his ability to resist.

Chen Sanshan stepped up. Poke the old devil's stomach with his toes, and make sure that Nomura Yukio has more breath and less intake, but he can't die, so the old guy nodded, and he is very satisfied with his perfect skills, you know, there is a great risk in calling people in the face with hard objects when fighting, and the skills are a little unrefined, either you can't shoot people down or you shoot people to death and shoot yourself in, and you will kill without leaving any troubles with one blow, which is a stunt that requires a long time of practice to master!

"Donosama!(Master!) Donosama!(Master!)" The housekeeper screamed, threw away the diary in his hand and threw himself at the unconscious Nomura Yukio on the ground, hugging his food and clothing and parents howling, and at the same time tremblingly stretched out his hand, pointing at us angrily, and his mouth was full of wild Japanese, Zhao Mingxuan finally understood after listening for a while, and explained to us: "He said that we broke into the house and maliciously hurt people, and he wanted to call the police to arrest us, so that we have a kind of ...... not to leave"

"What do you care about him!" Chen Sanshan looked like he was fine, walked over and picked up the diary: "The kendo master let people beat him at his own door, or let the Chinese who let the girl despise the most beat, this grandson must rather cut his belly than publicize this matter, you are worried about an egg!"

"That's right," I also helped on the side: "The devil has only this little advantage left to make people love, and the first thing the girl thinks after being beaten is 'I'm sorry I'm too weak!', and then find a place to take revenge for ten years of penance, and I won't go to sue my parents if I can't beat it." ”

"Then aren't you worried that they will come to the door to retaliate in the future?" Zhao Mingxuan asked worriedly: "Nomura Yukio is both black and white, and he has a good relationship with the Japanese Yamaguchi Group. ”

I sneered: "Lao Tzu will return to China in a few days, can the Japanese underworld still dare to chase after China?"

Chen Sanshan also said: "It's better to come, your State Security Bureau is going to take those real products away, and you are worried about where to replenish the supply! The criminals sent to the door by other countries are not under your control, right?"

The young Zhao Mingxuan immediately finished speaking, it is estimated that he has never seen such unscrupulous talk about ticket kidnapping and illegal detention in front of him, a national security officer, Chen Sanshan put his vest on his shoulders with a grin, ignored the housekeeper's ghost crying and walked straight to the gate.

The two security guards were still standing at the door blocking the door, but Chen Sanshan's eyes swept the two of them and immediately admitted to get out of the way, and obediently pushed open the door to send us off. In front of him, the old fat man used a vest to overturn the master of the ninth dan of the kendo, where did the two security guards who took money to work dare to come up and try how fierce the opponent was? What if the girl used the vest again? Not to mention that he also had a big pair of pants...... There may be a small pair of pants under the big pants, who can not be afraid of this?

After the murder, we swaggered out of the door of Nomura's house, and I asked Chen Sanshan: "What did you say to Ya before, so that Ya directly believes that you are the enemy who killed someone's grandfather?"

"It's nothing," Chen Sanshan said with a smile: "It's nothing more than a little thing that their family doesn't see, his grandfather, a major general, said before he died that his great-grandfather was actually not a six-toed child." ”

"What do you mean?" I didn't understand: "The major general's father knows that the major general is not his son, but he is willing to be a pick-up man?

"Then it depends on whose plate you take," the old guy said in his words: "According to the secret legend of the palace, the men of the Japanese emperor's family are all six-toeded, and in the early years, they used this mutated characteristic to bluff all the Japanese, so that they believed that this was the sign of the heir of Amaterasu to ascend the throne...... I heard that the current emperor of Japan can't give birth to a son, and one day I remember that there is still such a branch in my family that is outcast, maybe Nomura's grandson can change his surname and become the emperor......"

"Damn!" I was shocked: "No wonder the emperor is so kind to his relatives like him, and he helps to get promoted and get rich, it turns out that he is all for his sons and grandchildren!" (to be continued......)