Like many cities, there are a lot of rich areas that belong to their own pockets.

Although Dalian's wealthy area is not as famous as the East China Sea's red sandalwood and Hong Kong's Repulse Bay, it has an elegant environment and pleasant scenery, and is highly sought after by the wealthy.

When the last ray of Jianyang's brilliance submerged into the horizon, in a villa in a wealthy area of Dalian, Chaoyuan Chuangsheng, known as the Japanese martial god, gathered the Japanese martial arts masters who came with him this time.

"Master Chaoyuan, according to the information collected by Teng Yuan, at present, the masters of several well-known sects in the Chinese martial arts world, such as Shaolin, Wudang, Nanquan and other sects, have come to Dalian with their disciples." A middle-aged man in a samurai uniform said, "In addition, there are also Xingyi Quan masters and a very old Chinese martial artist, you see, when are we going to fight with them?" ”

"I asked Mu Yi to lead people to kick the field, the purpose is to force their hearts" Chaoyuan Chuangsheng understated, "So, there is no need for you to go to the war book, they will find the door themselves." ”

"Master Chaoyuan." Hearing Chaoyuan Chuangsheng say this, the head of Aikido, a middle-aged man named Miyamoto, asked suspiciously: "The Budu Imperial Soul is now in the hands of a young man named Chen Fan. Our move this time, the most important thing is to recapture the soul of Budu, and now, although the masters of the Chinese martial arts world are here, but. If he doesn't show up, we won't be able to achieve our ultimate goal at all. ”

As soon as Miyamoto's words came out, the other Japanese warriors also showed worried expressions.

Because...... According to An Pu of Chaoyuan Chuangsheng, the most important thing in this trip to Zhongmu is to kill Chen Fan and regain the soul of Budu, and then to confront the masters of the Chinese martial arts world and promote the spirit of Japanese martial arts.

"He'll show up." Chaoyuan Chuangsheng looked confident.

Miyamoto looked puzzled: "Why?" ”

"According to the information provided to me by Ichiro Sato, the young man was originally an enemy of Hirohito in order to save his companions. And among the Chinese martial arts masters who came this time, there were the relatives of the young man's companions. Well, it's the oldest warrior. ”

"I see." Miyamoto suddenly realized: "Master Chaoyuan is to kill the oldest Chinese martial artist, in order to force out that young man, and then kill that young man, regain the soul of Budu, and make a name for himself in the martial arts world, right?" ”

Chaoyuan Chuangsheng Mo nodded, and shook his head again: "When the Nalan family's war book comes, I will first ask him to inform the young man, and let the young man choose whether to come or not." If he doesn't come, he will be forced to show up again. ”

Speaking of this, a fierce killing intent flashed in Chaoyuan Chuangsheng's eyes: "If the female mouth fruit insists on not appearing, I don't mind letting several major martial arts sects in China be wiped out!" ”

Chaoyuan Chuangsheng's words sounded in his ears, and he noticed the murderous intent flashing in Chaoyuan Chuangsheng's eyes, and the other Japanese warriors knew very well in their hearts that Chaoyuan Chuangsheng, who is now ranked seventh on the god list, definitely has the ability to sweep the Chinese martial arts world!

Because "the two people in the Chinese martial arts world who have squeezed into the god list were injured in the martial arts competition, and they left the world one after another shortly after the game, and the others are not Chaoyuan's opponents at all!"

It is precisely because they know this that they dare to follow Chaoyuan Chuangsheng to China with great fanfare.

Otherwise, if those two terrifying Chinese warriors were still virtuous, they would never dare to come.

Pinch soft persimmons.

This is the consistent style of the Japanese, and so are the Japanese samurai.

Perhaps in order to confirm the speculation of Yuyuan Chuangsheng, when those Japanese warriors discussed the battle plan and left, Nalan Yongke, who was the brightly faced ruler of the Nalan family, accompanied by Jia Ping'an, came to the villa hall and met Chaoyuan Chuangsheng.

In the hall, Chaoyuan Chuangsheng's eyes were closed, his body was motionless, and he fell into a meditation.

Seeing Chao Yuan Chuangsheng sitting cross-legged on a black cushion like a living dead, Nalan Yongke remained silent, while Jia Ping'an frowned.

Time passed minute by minute, Chaoyuan Chuangsheng didn't seem to know the arrival of Nalan Yongke and Jia Ping'an, and never opened his eyes.

About three minutes later, Jia Ping'an was a little annoyed.

In his memory, with the identity of Nalan Yongke, even if he met with the Shushao officials of the three eastern provinces, the other party did not dare to put such a big score.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead, the little prince has something important to talk to you, and while being annoyed, Jia Ping'an couldn't help but speak, and his tone was quite unkind.

"Huh!"

As soon as Jia Ping'an's words fell, Chaoyuan Chuangsheng opened his eyes, and his eyes locked on Jia Ping'an like a knife.

Stunned by Chaoyuan Chuangsheng's staring, Jia Ping'an only felt as if he was being stared at by death, as if he was holding a sharp steel knife on his neck, his body couldn't move, and the hairs on his body rose instantly.

A fear from the depths of his soul instantly filled Jia Ping'an's whole body, and even Nalan Yongke on the side sensed the suffocating breath of death.

"Whew!"

Nalan Yongke endured the uncomfortable feeling in his heart, spit out a sullen breath, and then tried his best to control his invitation, and said: "Master Chaoyuan, my Nalan family has no grievances with you, you inexplicably brought people to the Northeast and kicked my Nalan family's four underground boxing rings and five martial arts gyms, is it really to challenge the Chinese martial arts community?" ”

"There's an idiom in China called knowingly asking." Chaoyuan Chuangsheng retracted his gaze and glanced at Nalan Yongke lightly: "Actually, this person from the Chinese martial arts world is here, why do you ask me?" ”

Ringing in his ears, Nalan Yongke's brows furrowed even tighter.

"Your name is Nalan Yongke, right?" Chaoyuan Chuangsheng said lightly: "As far as Zai knows, you have a good relationship with the kid who killed Zai's apprentice Hirohito. You should know that he not only killed my beloved apprentice, but also robbed the artifact of the Japanese martial arts world, the Ichibu Imperial Soul. ち

Nalan Yongke didn't say anything, but there was a ripple in his heart, and he couldn't help but ask himself: Could it be that the real purpose of these Japanese warriors is to regain the soul of Budu?

As if to confirm Nalan Yongke's guess, Chaoyuan Chuangsheng continued, saying: "I brought people here this time, in addition to challenging the Chinese martial arts community, I also have to fight with the kid who killed my beloved apprentice!" ”

Nalan Yongke didn't say anything, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

"You can relay my words to that kid." Chaoyuan Chuangsheng saw that Nalan Yongke didn't speak, and said with a murderous aura: "If he wants to be a turtle with a shrunken head, Zai doesn't mind letting all the masters of the Chinese martial arts world fall!" ”

Sensing the killing intent emerging from Chaoyuan Chuangsheng's body, Nalan Yongke only felt a chill from head to toe, and at the same time, what Yu Jiuhu said to him in Black Mountain Village last night appeared in his mind: "Xiao Xuan told me some things about him, and you, too, told me a lot. Neither you nor Xiao Xuan will deceive, and since he is so strong, in this world, there is probably no one who can defeat him! ”

Recalling Yu Wenhu's words, Nalan Yongke seemed to have taken a reassuring pill, and said in a deep voice: "I will bring the words!" ”

Hearing Nalan Yongke say this, Chaoyuan Zhaosheng put it down. Come, he is not afraid of fighting with Chen Fan, but he is afraid that Chen Fan will be a turtle with a shrunken head, so that he has the strength to not make an envoy.

When he was relieved, Chaoyuan Chuangsheng looked at him: "You came to me, it should be the grace of those Chinese warriors, right?" Say, when do they want to compete? ”

Nalan Yongke's pupils shrank, and he didn't answer immediately.

He had already learned through special channels that Chaoyuan Chuangsheng was ranked seventh on the god list, and his strength was extremely terrifying, including Yu Wenhu, and those martial arts masters had little chance of defeating Chaoyuan Chuangsheng.

This made him can't help but have a thought: Why don't you delay and delay, wait for Chen Fan to come, and then write a war letter?

As soon as the idea came out, Nalan Yongke vetoed it again.

Because before coming, Yu Wenhu and other martial arts masters unanimously asked for a martial arts competition tonight!

Nalan Yongke knew very well that the reason why Yu Jiuhu and the others were so impatient was because the Japanese warriors were so crazy that they aroused their forgiveness, and they couldn't wait to compete immediately and let Chaoyuan Chuangsheng and others get out of China.

Especially Yu Wenhu, who hates the Japanese to the core!

In such a situation, he categorically could not delay the game.

Thinking of this, Nalan Yongke said: "At eight o'clock tonight, Nalan Martial Arts Hall, see you or leave." ”

"Good!"

A contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of Chaoyuan Chuangsheng's mouth, and it felt as if the martial arts masters, including Yu Wenhu, were fish on the board and could be slaughtered by him.

As the saying goes, words don't speculate for more than half a sentence.

The conversation between Nalan Yongke and Chaoyuan Chuangsheng can be described as not speculative.

For this reason, after the purpose is achieved, Nalan Yongke does not stop, but directly takes it. Jia Ping'an, who had palpitations, walked out of the villa hall.

After getting into the car, Jia Ping'an acted as the driver and started the car.

As the car started, the fear in Jia Ping'an's eyes gradually receded, and Nalan Yongke's face was solemn: "Peace, the mobile phone is a heart"

Jia Ping'an didn't dare to slack off, drove with one hand, and handed Nalan Yongke's mobile phone to Nalan Yongke.

Nalan Yongke took it and dialed Chen Fan's phone directly.

Outside the dry inside.

In the two-story building in the compound of the Yanjing Military Region.

Chen Fan, Susan, Yu Xuan, the Dragon Girl and Mrs. Chen Zhan sat at the dining table, chatting about something while tasting the craftsmanship of the chef of the military region.

"Buzz" "Buzz" ......

Suddenly, the sound of the mobile phone vibrating sounded, Chen Fan took out the mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it was Nalan Yongke's phone, slightly Hui hesitated, then walked out of the restaurant and connected it.

"Chen Fan, Japan's No. 1 martial artist Chaoyuan Chuangsheng came to Dalian with the masters of the Japanese martial arts world, swept all the underground boxing stadiums and casinos, not to mention, and also issued a war letter to the Chinese martial arts community!" The phone was connected, and Nalan Yongke took the lead and said: "Now, many martial arts masters, including Old Man Yu, have gathered in Dalian, ready to start a life-and-death battle with those Japanese martial artists at eight o'clock in the evening. I'm afraid that Old Man Yu and the others are not opponents, can you come as soon as possible? ”

Chaoyuan wins?

Hearing this Mingyu, Chen Fan's heart moved: "Mr. Nalan, Chaoyuan Chuangsheng should be coming for me, you ask Old Man Yu and the others not to be impulsive, wait for me to pass!" , "Alas, Chen Fan, you don't know, Old Man Yu hates the Japanese to the core, and he can't stop it, so he agreed to compete tonight." , Nalan Yongke sighed. Qi: "However, don't worry, Zai will delay as much as possible, and strive to wait until you come, and then let Chaoyuan Chuangsheng make a move!" ”

"Good!"

Chen Fan replied in a deep voice, the smile on his face was gone, replaced by a cold killing intent.! ~！