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When the short little Japanese saw this, he was furious and said to the surrounding gym students: "Surround him and kill him!" ”

A group of people surrounded and circled around Chen Zhen.

Just about to rush up, Chen Zhen let out a strange scream, and retreated back in fright.

Then, I saw Chen Zhen start to undress.

"I'll go, how do you take off your clothes."

"Alas, alas, if you want to fight, don't take off your clothes, show off your muscles!"

"Brother Xiaolong is in good shape!"

"Damn, there is no one on that back muscle!"

……

Seeing Chen Zhen undressing, Zhang Long was also speechless.

Although Chen Zhen's martial arts are not as good as Zhang Long, they are still very strong, and a group of small Japanese people have been beaten.

Of course, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and sometimes it is inevitable to accidentally get such a kick.

"Those people in the back, left-handed, right-handed, left-handed, right-handed, are they playing?"

"As a background, I don't understand this!"

"Oh, I'll go, why did Chen Zhen have an extra nunchuck, where did he take it out!"

"Where did the nunchucks come from, are they hidden in the crotch?"

"It's okay, it's nothing to hide a nunchucks compared to hiding mines in the crotch of your pants!"

"The 23333 hidden in the crotch of the pants was clearly fished out of the clothes on the ground when it rolled!"

"Congratulations to Chen Zhen for getting the artifact nunchucks!"

"Use nunchucks, huh, hey!"

……

Chen Zhen held nunchucks in his hand and screamed at the small Japanese.

Zhang Long on the side was in charge of the shooting work, giving a close-up when it should be close-up, slowing down when it should be slow, 3D high-definition picture quality, fist-to-flesh fights, and the audience in the live broadcast room who watched it was addicted.

"I'll go, Brother Long's equipment is hanging, you can still play it slowly, freeze frame!"

"Close-up, close-up, I'll go, Brother Xiaolong had a lot of acne on his face when he was filming!"

"I guess it's an endocrine disorder!"

"It's on fire, I guess!"

……

"Stop!"

Seeing that the disciples of the Daoist Hall were beaten by Chen Zhen, the teacher couldn't sit still, and stood up with a shout, ready to do it himself.

Seeing this, Zhang Long gave a close-up of the teaching.

"I'll go, why is this old man as spicy and red as he has taken viagra?"

"I'm already hungry and thirsty."

"I guess I want to explode Brother Xiaolong's chrysanthemum!"

"Upstairs, you're so dirty!"

……

Jiao Xi made a move, but unfortunately he was still not Chen Zhen's opponent, and he was beaten a lot.

After beating up a group of little Japanese, Chen Zhen put on his clothes and threw a challenge letter to the gym to teach.

"Book of Life and Death!"

The Taoist hall teacher looked at the four big characters on the envelope and exclaimed.

"That's right, it's a battle book of life and death, tell your curator, tomorrow at 12 noon, I will wait for him in the ring in the concession square, who is the sick man of East Asia, I will see in the first battle!"

After leaving behind the book of life and death and the plaque of the sick man of East Asia, Zhang Long and Chen Zhen left the Hongkou Dojo.

Inside the gym.

Looking at the four-character plaque of the sick man of East Asia, the short man Japan smiled bitterly: "Teach Xi, what should I do?" ”

Jiao Xi said angrily: "What else can I do, hurry up and follow me to see the curator!" ”

……

Suzuki Kuan: "What, Chen Zhen from the Jingwu Pavilion knocked on the door and cleaned you all up, are you eating shi, you can't beat anyone else?" ”

The Taoist hall instructor said cautiously: "Curator, not only that, Chen Zhen also sent something over." ”

As he spoke, he gestured behind him, and immediately someone walked in carrying a plaque carrying the sick man of East Asia.

Seeing the plaque of the sick man in East Asia, Suzuki Kuan almost ran out of breath and vomited blood, "Bastard, Jingwu Pavilion Chen Zhen, I want you to die!" ”

"Curator, Chen Zhen also sent this."

The Taoist hall teacher took out the letter of life and death and handed it over.

"Book of Life and Death!"

After reading the letter, Suzuki asked, "Did that Chen Zhenyou leave anything behind?" ”

The Taoist hall taught and said: "Curator, Chen Zhen said that at 12 noon tomorrow, he will wait for you in the ring in the concession square, and he also said, who is the sick man of East Asia, we will see in the first war!" ”

Suzuki sneered: "The sick man of East Asia, see you in the first war!" Hmph, this Chen Zhen's tone is not small, I can't beat Huo Yuanjia, and it is impossible that even you, Huo Yuanjia's apprentice, can't beat him. ”

"Translator Hu, reply to the Jingwu Pavilion for me, just say that I will definitely go to war tomorrow!"

"Yes." Hu Yi answered and left.

Suzuki Kuan thought for a while, and then said to the secretary beside him: "You immediately publish it in the newspaper for me, and say that the great Japanese martial artist Suzuki Kuan will have a life-and-death battle with Chen Zhen of Jingwuguan tomorrow." Tomorrow I will see that all Shenhai people know this information, and also, contact the consulate and invite the envoys of various countries to watch the battle tomorrow. ”

Gym Teacher: "Curator, you are ......"

Suzuki smiled and said: "In tomorrow's battle, Chen Zhen will definitely die, I want to step on his corpse and show the world the power of our Great Japanese Martial Arts!" ”

Little Japan's propaganda was very fast and in place, and early the next morning, all the people in Shenhai knew about Chen Zhen's life-and-death battle against Suzuki Kuan.

Inside the Jingwu Museum.

After reading the newspaper in his hand, the elder brother was angry and didn't know what to say.

"Chen Zhen, how can you be so reckless, that Suzuki Kuan is not a fuel-efficient lamp, in case you ......"

Chen Zhen: "There is no case, today's battle of life and death, it must be me who wins." ”

Zhang Long: "Brother Huo, don't worry, although Suzuki Kuan's martial arts are strong, they are a little worse than my second brother, and the one who wins is definitely Chen Zhen!" ”

Chen Zhen: "Big brother, it's not too early, it's time for us to go." ”

Seeing Zhang Long and Chen Zhen leaving, a junior brother asked, "Senior brother, what should I do?" ”

"What else can I do, call everyone and go cheer for Chen Zhen!"

Concession Square, Ring.

As soon as 12 o'clock arrived, under the gaze of countless people, Chen Zhen and Suzuki Kuan walked into the ring together.

"666, the decisive battle is about to begin, you say, Chen Zhen can kill that little Japan in a few rounds!"

"Fifty!"

"About forty!"

"I guess thirty!"

……

Suzuki Kuan: "Chen Zhen, today next year is your death day!" ”

Chen Zhen: "I think it's more appropriate to give this sentence to you." ”

"Hmph, don't be ashamed, suffer death!"

Suzuki's wide body sprang up, and a whip kick kicked Chen Zhen like a tomahawk.

"Ada~~~~~!"

Chen Zhenwei screamed and kicked out the same kick, but he found that the speed of his kick seemed to be greater and faster than usual.

Before he could figure out what was going on, with a bang, Suzuki was kicked and flew out of the ring, spitting out a mouthful of blood containing fragments of internal organs, and fell heavily to the ground, staring at the dead eyes and burping.

Quiescence!

The audience was shocked!

The audience in the live broadcast room was also shocked.

"Damn, Chen Zhenkai hung up, he kicked Little Japan to death with one kick!"

"There's no such thing in this little Japan in the movie!"

……

Zhang Long turned the camera back at himself, and said with a smile: "Are you strange why Chen Zhen is so fierce all of a sudden, hehe, he actually ate a small pill I gave." ”

In the original plot, Suzuki Kuan is not Chen Zhen's opponent, but the second side task is to assist Chen Zhen to kill the real murderer, in order to complete the task, Zhang Long can only give Chen Zhen a low-level explosive pill in advance, so that Chen Zhen can kick the opponent and cause a sensation in the audience.

"Damn, what pill, so hanging? Hercules Pill? ”

"Brother Long, ask for a pill of the Divine Pill, let me pretend to be forced!"

"Ask Brother Long to take me, pretend to be forced to take me fly!"

"Ahh

"Brother Long, I am willing to sacrifice chrysanthemums, just ask for a divine pill!"

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