Ask for collections, ask for recommendations, please read the book, help, very grateful! If you think it is worth rewarding, then you are even more grateful!

The QQ 229094690 group for readers of this book has been established, welcome to join, post comments or suggestions, thank you!

The night was dark, with dark clouds, thunder and lightning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A bolt of lightning as thick as a child's arm pierced the night sky, fleeting, as if to herald that tonight would be an unquiet night.

The downpour then poured down like the water of the nine heavens in the clouds, and even the moon hid behind the thick dark clouds, as if it did not dare to pour its pure light into the world.

In a luxury villa in the mid-levels of Hong Kong, the lights are bright, and at this time, Taro Muzhu is on the sofa in the hall, looking at "Shunzi's Art of War", which is written by Shunzi, a famous Chinese art of war, and is a book he has repeatedly read.

He is proficient in Chinese, but the book is densely filled with notes and annotations, he has worked hard in Hong Kong for so many years, and many things can be successful, to a large extent, relying on this "Shunzi Art of War", and it is also tried and tested.

"Mr. Kichiku, it's getting late, why don't you rest early?" said a one-eyed man in a black suit standing behind the sofa next to him.

This one-eyed man is Taro Kichiku's personal bodyguard, called Tomino Danten, who followed Taro Kitake to Hong Kong to fight the country, and is one of Taro Kichiku's right and left hands.

"Well, I see, Shan Teng, you can go to sleep first, and I'll watch for a while. Kitake Taro didn't even raise his head.,Directly ordered the other party.。。 ”

"Yes, Mr. Kichiku. Tomino bowed his head in response, then turned to leave.

Outside the villa, Han Long, dressed in black, had already appeared in the sky above the villa, although it was raining heavily in the sky, but within a foot of Han Long's side, it was like a vacuum zone, and there was not a drop of rain.

Han Long floated in mid-air like this, looking at the three-story villa at his feet. He's waiting, waiting for the perfect moment to make a move.

Under Han Long's perverted consciousness, Han Long was clear about everything inside and outside the villa, and even the hidden piles hidden in the shadows were nowhere to hide.

It's a pity that Han Long found the figure of Kichiku Taro in the villa, but he didn't see the high-flying and domineering Yamamoto Yuyoshi, could it be that guy went out tonight?

Although it was a little different from the expected situation, Han Long still decided to do something and deal with Kichiku Taro first, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

It turned out that Yamamoto Yuyoshi went to Hong Kong Island tonight to have fun, but Kichiku Taro was not very interested in women, and he did not accompany Yamamoto Yuyoshi to go together, he has always been known for his rigorous style, otherwise it would not be so late, and he is still reading military masterpieces such as "Shunzi Art of War".

Seeing the bodyguards beside Kitake Taro leave, Han Long knew that it was time for him to make a move, solve the other party silently, and then leave, and leave the rest to Lin Hao and Chen Liu.

With a flash of figure, Han Long dived downward, landed directly on the eaves of the first floor, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and performed the wall-piercing technique to enter the villa.

Although it was already late at night, the villa was still brightly lit, and even the wall lamps on the walls of the corridor were all turned on, which was not only convenient for the people who lived inside, but also for Han Long.

Turning into the hall from the end of the corridor, Han Long's eyes were greeted by a lonely figure, sitting on the sofa, looking intently at the book in his hand.

"Bang Bang!"

Three applause suddenly sounded.

"Who?"

Kichikutaro's reaction was quite swift, and he immediately looked back to see what was going on.

A thin young man with a height of about 1.8 meters suddenly appeared in his line of sight.

There is no doubt that this young man is Han Long.

"Yes, it seems that you have studied the culture of our Huaxia country very much, so late, you are still watching "The Art of War", many young people in China nowadays don't know that their ancestors left them such a precious thing, you have more potential than them, no wonder you can lay a foundation in Hong Kong, a small land. Han Long's tone was calm, and although he was praising the other party, his tone was so flat that it seemed that he was talking about something innocuous about it.

"Who is Your Excellency, how did you get in, what do you want to do when you come here so late?" Kitake Taro didn't have a surprised expression on his face at all, after so many years of hard work, his heart had already been trained as strong as steel, and he was not shocked.

And he is still a cold-blooded warrior who kills people without blinking, as the so-called artist is bold, although Han Long appeared very abruptly, he has no mood swings at all.

Nodding secretly in his heart, Han Long couldn't help but look at Kitake Taro in front of him, the other party's performance was stronger than other underworld people he had seen, no wonder those bigwigs in the local community were afraid of the Yamaguchi group, especially Kitake Taro.

"Contemptible Han Long, I believe you will definitely not be unfamiliar with my name, you just sent someone to kill me not long ago, unfortunately, they failed to kill me, so tonight, I came to collect debts, I originally wanted to collect some interest, but for the sake of you are also a character, I will leave you a whole corpse!" Han Long said with a straight face.

His pupils shrank, and Kitake Taro smelled the obvious smell of gunpowder from Han Long's words, and the other party felt like clouds and fog and wind, obviously the other party was close at hand, but he felt that the other party seemed to be out of reach and could not be touched.

Master, definitely a master, unfathomable,!

This feeling shocked Kichikutaro, and he had felt the same feeling in the Sun Country, known as the number one kendo master.

And the young man in front of him, young and gentle, could make him feel the same way.

Suddenly, the hairs on Kitaketaro's body exploded instantly.

In an instant, the muscles on his body tensed, his heart beat faster, his blood circulation accelerated, and the whole person was like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity to move, attacking at any time or fleeing away in an instant.

Han Long could naturally see that the other party was gathering momentum, but he was indifferent, it was not difficult to kill a person, the difficult thing was to completely destroy the other party's will, and if the other party did not let it go, the other party would not give up.

Sure enough, although Kichiku Taro was intimidated by Han Long's momentum, he was a tough guy with a heart as tough as steel, and he deeply understood the principle of preemptive strikes and later strikes.

So, Kichiku Taro moved.

He jumped up from the sofa and made a movement that can only be seen in action movies, soared into the air, and his right foot flew in, his hands were like a roc spreading his wings, turning his palms into cones, and hitting the temples on both sides of Han Long.

The corners of Kitaketaro's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm, no matter how powerful the other party is, if he is hit by his double cone, no matter how high his martial arts are, he will definitely die, and if he is lucky, at least he will be seriously injured and disabled.

is such a ruthless attack, as soon as he makes a move, he wants Han Long's life or injures and disables, and he is really a ruthless character who has been on the battlefield for a long time.

Han Long also moved.

From top to bottom, he flew up with one kick, and he also kicked with his right foot.

"Bang!"

"Gra!"

**The sound of collision and broken bones came out one after another, Kitake Taro screamed "ah", and was directly kicked by Han Long and flew out, breaking his right calf and falling to the carpet in the hall, lying on his stomach like a dead dog, life and death unknown.

……

……

To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to 3G Book City to collect, vote for recommendations, and give rewards, your support is my biggest motivation