Chapter 545: The Battle of the Fujino Family 3

Fujino Ichiro had already come to his senses at this time, slowly stood up, and said to Shen Lang: "Shen Lang, what is the matter with you breaking into my house at night?" ”

"I'd like you to come to my place for a few days."

"I don't know you, so what am I going to be there?" Fujino Ichiro said with an angry face.

"How can we not know each other, didn't we already know each other at Yang Xilin?" Shen Lang still looked very relaxed.

"What if I don't go?"

"Then I'll carry you there."

"Shen Lang, don't deceive people too much."

"What are you talking about?" Shen Lang pretended to be in disbelief and said, "The son of the dignified Fujino family, the future chairman of Songni Company, and the successor of the Patience Gong, actually said that someone bullied you?" ”

When the young model heard this, she could barely hide the smile on her face when she saw Shen Lang's frivolous appearance.

Fujino Ichiro glared at the tender model fiercely, and then said to Shen Lang: "Shen Lang, I know that you are very good at kung fu, but this villa is not a place where you can come and go, if you want to invite me to go, you have to be able to get out of this villa." After Fujino Ichiro finished speaking, he wanted to secretly ring the alarm bell by the wall.

"Don't waste your time, your security system has already been sabotaged by us." Shen Lang said lightly.

Fujino Ichiro guessed that the security system might be broken from the moment he saw Shen Lang enter the house, otherwise, two mosquitoes in this villa would not be able to fly in, let alone a big living person. Now that he heard Shen Lang say it, he confirmed his suspicions, so he stopped.

After Shen Lang finished speaking, he didn't want to delay his efforts any longer, so he walked towards Fujino Ichiro step by step.

Fujino Ichiro saw Shen Lang pressing towards him, so he stepped back step by step, he had seen Shen Lang's kung fu at Yang Xilin's drinking party, and knew that he was not his opponent.

When Fujino Ichiro retreated to the wall, there was no way to retreat, so he was ruthless in his heart, gritted his teeth, and said to Shen Lang: "If you want to take me away, you have to show real kung fu." After speaking, a punch came towards Shen Lang with the sound of the wind.

With this punch, Fujino Ichiro used all his strength, and the fist wind rolled up the curtains around him.

The young model was hiding to the side at this time, and when he saw the punch made by Fujino Ichiro, it broke through in the air, as if he was carrying a thunderbolt, and he screamed in fright.

Shen Lang has tried Fujino Ichiro's skills, knowing that he has strong internal strength, although he is not his opponent, but it should not be underestimated. After coming out of Yang Xilin's drinking party, Shen Lang also considered a problem, that is, Fujino Ichiro's internal strength was not the same as Fujino's, and he was still very puzzled at the time, but now when he saw Fujino Ichiro's fist, he finally understood why he didn't have the same as Fujino.

Because Fujino Ichiro's internal force is too strong.

With such a fierce internal force, if you want to transform it into a forbearance like Fujino's Zuo, I'm afraid it won't work for a long time.

However, Fujino Ichiro has such a fierce internal force, why is he so afraid of himself?

A trace of suspicion suddenly appeared in Shen Lang's heart.

Yes, Ichiro Fujino is waiting for someone!

Ichiro Fujino and his father Zuo Fujino are both people who can act, and he must be waiting for someone who will come over immediately without saying hello!

Shen Lang's mind was racing rapidly, and he decided to fight quickly.

Shen Lang saw Fujino Ichiro's fist attacking, and he didn't dodge, a punch slammed out, heading straight for Fujino Ichiro's fist.

This fist seemed to be stained with a ball of flame, which shocked Ichiro Fujino on the opposite side.

That's right, that's the power of Gathering!

The internal forces of the whole body are gathered in one fist.

This fist seems to be announcing that I am the only one in heaven and on earth.

Fujino Ichiro saw Shen Lang's fist breaking through the air, as if the air had become hot.

The sound of the wind seemed to carry the breath of fire.

Where did Fujino Ichiro dare to fight Shen Lang's fist, quickly withdrew his fist, a big flip, and his body rushed out, so that he could dodge this blow.

Thankfully, he dodged.

Shen Lang's fist was dodged by Fujino Ichiro, and it slammed straight into the wall, Rao is Shen Lang had withdrawn his strength halfway, and the wall was still smashed out of a hole by Shen Lang's fist.

The young model couldn't help but scream when he saw Fujino Ichiro's fist just now, and when he saw Shen Lang's fist, he couldn't even scream, but his mouth was wide open and his eyes were wide open. It took a long time to wake up and hurriedly hide behind the sofa.

Fujino Ichiro looked at the depression on the wall, as if in disbelief, and said to Shen Lang: "My father said that your internal force is bursting, which is the highest level of hard internal force, I still don't believe it, but when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation." ”

Shen Lang sighed and said lightly: "Then do you still have to take my punch before you follow me?" ”

Fujino Ichiro said, "I won't take your fist, and I won't go with you." ”

"You don't have a third way to go."

"But a third person can join in." Fujino Ichiro suddenly smiled, and smiled very happily, like a child who saw that his prank had succeeded.

Shen Lang knew that he had guessed right, because of Fujino Ichiro's smile.

Fujino Ichiro was really waiting for someone to come.

From the moment Shen Lang appeared, Fujino Ichiro had already made a plan.

The Fujino family is really a first-class person with acting skills.

Shen Lang felt a fluttering aura coming from behind him. He knew that this was his biggest headache, and the master of light internal force came.

Because the principle of the master of light internal force is to overcome rigidity with softness.

Therefore, it is not enough to have a strong internal force, and to deal with them, it is necessary to have unparalleled speed.

However, can I show my speed today when I fought against Zhao Wangyan and Zhao Wanghuai in the Ji family that day?

Shen Lang didn't know.

Shen Lang didn't turn around, and suddenly that kind of smile appeared on his face, and said to Fujino Ichiro: "Then guess, can I let the fourth person join in?" ”

Fujino Ichiro's face changed, as if he had suddenly lost a card that he was sure to win, and his heart immediately sank.

Fujino Ichiro knew that Shen Lang was not lying, and it was impossible for him to come alone. There must be helpers downstairs fighting with their own guards.

But fortunately, Shen Lang is still alone, and if he doesn't attack at this time, is it still appropriate?

Thinking of this, Fujino Ichiro shouted, and rushed over.

Seeing this, the person behind Shen Lang also rushed up from behind.

Shen Lang was very satisfied, he just said that sentence to Fujino Ichiro, and this is what he wanted!

After the pheasant finished handling the two people in the hut, he hurried to the door of the villa. Lying on the lawn, the pheasant saw that there was no one in the living room. looked around, but there was no shadow of Shen Lang. The pheasant knew that Shen Lang had sneaked into the third floor.

The pheasant looked at the window on the third floor, and couldn't see anything clearly, so he got up and stung towards the side building on the east side of the villa.

The pheasant approached the door of the side building, looked sideways, and saw three people sitting there drinking tea.

All three were small, dressed in black, with wrinkled faces and jet-black hair.

The pheasant could not tell their age, and the folds on his face looked like they were sixty or seventy years old, while the black hair looked like a very young person.

The three men drank their tea silently and did not say a word. There are sheathed scimitars around them.

The scimitar with a handle was only fifty or sixty centimeters long, and it did not look like a katana in the Eastern Ying Kingdom, nor did it look like a Mongolian sword.

The pheasant saw that these people had knives and knew that it was not easy to deal with. After thinking about it, it's better to transfer the tiger away from the mountain. He picked up a pebble and threw it at the door.

The three men in the room were stunned for a moment when they heard the noise, and then they all jumped out with their scimitars.

At the moment when the three of them came out, the pheasant jumped out suddenly and punched the first person.

This man was also very responsive, and in a hurry he took the sheathed knife and blocked it, but the strength of the pheasant was so brave that his fist smashed on the scabbard with the handle, and the knife was smashed away in one fell swoop.

Seeing this, the other two men in black immediately turned over and jumped out, their bodies were very flexible.

As soon as the two black-clothed men landed, they immediately unsheathed their scimitars, aimed them at the pheasants, and pulled off the stance. The man in black who had been smashed by the pheasant and flew the scimitar also pulled out of the stance.

The man in black didn't have a scimitar, and he pulled away as if he wanted to use his legs.

The pheasant's brain was spinning rapidly, these three people seemed to win with speed, and they had a knife in their hands, they had too many advantages over themselves, and it seemed that they couldn't win with force.

Just as the pheasant was thinking about the problem, the three black-clothed men glanced at each other, shouted, and killed them together.

When the pheasant saw it, he didn't dare to slack off, and when he was lucky with his internal strength, he also rushed forward.

The three men in black rushed to the pheasant, and the two with knives cut their heads. The pheasant flashed left and right before flashing, but as soon as it flashed, the leg of the man in black without a knife came again, and the pheasant had to turn back and avoid it.

The pheasant knows that in such a confrontation, he can't take advantage of it, as the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong, and the opponent's cold blade comes over, and he can only parry and dodge, without the slightest chance to fight back.

Thinking of this, the pheasant no longer confronted these three people head-on, but when they attacked again, he quickly bullied forward and fought close to them.

The pheasant was almost in the arms of the man in black.

But in this way, the problem arises again, because the distance is too close, the pheasant's fist can not play an advantage at all, and can only rely on elbow strikes to attack.

The pheasant punched straight upwards and slammed into the jaw of the man in black in front of him. The man in black hurriedly leaned back. When the pheasant was about to strike in parallel with a fierce straight fist, the man in black behind him had already cut over. The pheasant hurriedly turned sideways, but the man in black here swept over with one leg and swept right on the pheasant's shoulder.

The pheasant stumbled and was almost swept down by the man in black.