Chapter 232: Traitors and Undercover

The brothers of the Flying Society cheered in unison, cheering for the heavenly wind. Qiu Yu nodded with satisfaction, and praised Tianfeng's performance, and Tianfeng's strength has improved again. Tianfeng has not only been instructed by masters, but his fighting experience has climbed to a new level, which can be said to have reached a new level. Tianfeng has killed countless people in the countless fierce battles of the Flying Heaven Society, and today this opponent is definitely a strong opponent, and it is the strongest of the strong, which took him so long and effort to get it.

Gently reaching out and pushing, the corpse that was still standing there fell to the ground with a thud.

Glancing coldly at the few remaining Japanese, a deep voice came out: "Come again!" ”

The wind has risen to the occasion, and several other Japanese people must be cleaned up as well.

"Tianfeng, you kid is too greedy. Leave a few for the other brothers, and the next one is mine. "It's thousands of stars who speak.

Thousands of stars and Tianfeng are a very special pair in the Flying Society, thousands of stars and arrogant temperament make him have few friends around him, and Tianfeng is one of the few people he can look at. When it comes to fighting, Wan Qianxing thinks that Tianfeng is a rare master in the Flying Heaven Society, and even stronger than Qiu Yu.

"That's right! Tianfeng, leave a few for me, I'm not enjoying it yet! The Heavenly Tiger interjected with a big black head.

"Brother Tianfeng, it's time for you to take a break!"

"Leave a few for the brothers!"

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The other brothers obviously didn't agree to let Tianfeng cover the opponent alone.

"Phew! No one is allowed to rob me! Tianfeng looked at several people intently, and shouted loudly.

"Tianfeng, you take a rest first. And your knife is going to be replaced, and it can't withstand the more intense fighting. Seeing that Tianfeng insisted on fighting continuously, Qiu Yu had to speak. Tianfeng has already won a game, and it has taken a lot of effort, and if there is an accident in the continuous battle, the gain will outweigh the loss.

When others speak, Tianfeng can be regarded as not heard, as the wind in the ears, Qiu Yu's words are still very effective, and Tianfeng's respect for Qiu Yu's boss is no less than that of Uncle Kui, who raised him since childhood.

Tianfeng turned around and nodded to Qiu Yu, stepped aside, and picked up the short and fat Japanese war knife before leaving, it was indeed a good knife.

As soon as Tianfeng came back, several brothers from the Flying Society immediately jumped out, all of whom wanted to fight the next opponent first.

"These bastards!" Seeing a few people fighting over each other, and no one refused to give in, Qiu Yu scolded in his heart, most of these brothers can really be killed, and there are very few who can preside over the overall situation.

The final candidate is Wan Qianxing, this guy has a very special temperament, and he doesn't say much, but as soon as he says it, others almost give up the competition. One is the respect for the four gentlemen, and the other is because others really can't grab what thousands of stars want to fight for, otherwise he can be with you endlessly.

Wan Qianxing stood up, but the Japanese on the other side didn't make any moves.

From the Tianfeng knife slashing the short and fat Japanese, to the final decision on the decisive battle of thousands of stars, there was a lot of commotion for several minutes, and the remaining three Japanese stood there without moving, all with no expression on their faces. There is neither the sorrow of having their companions killed in large numbers, nor the anxiety of being in danger.

Among the three people, he was about forty years old, and the one with the iconic mustache was the first person. I saw him say a few words to one of his subordinates, and the subordinate walked out, nodded and saluted the thousands of stars, and then held the knife in both hands, ready to strike at any time.

Most of the people in the Flying Society didn't understand what they were saying, but everyone could understand what they meant, and the Japanese went to war to say it all.

There was no suspense at all in the next battle, and the two subordinates who fought were even one level worse than the first short and fat young man, and they were defeated by Wan Qianxing and Li Huatong one after another, and their fate was also conceivable. Wan Qianxing was very dissatisfied with meeting a slightly weaker opponent, and constantly lamented that he had missed a good opportunity to exercise, and this time he could not stimulate the growth of his kung fu, and Tianfeng's luck was much better.

Now there is only one Japanese left, and he is still standing there with a calm face and a nonchalant face.

Qiu Yu walked out, he wondered why this guy was so calm, even if he had been through the wind and rain for a long time and was not alarmed, it would not come to this extent, right? Qiu Yu was very suspicious, at least he couldn't do this, even an old man like Sheng Lao couldn't do it. Does the opponent still have anything to rely on? Autumn rain doesn't know.

"You're from the Flying Society?" The middle-aged man with a mustache nodded and saluted and said in Chinese.

"Not bad. It turns out that you know Chinese, and it's very good. He speaks fluently, definitely beyond many areas in China where dialects are heavier. Who sent you? Say it and I'll let you go. "Even though Qiu Yu already knows the truth about some things, he still wants to tell it through his opponent himself.

"Do you think I'll say that?" The corners of his mouth are upturned, revealing an intriguing expression.

"Oh!" Qiu Yu is not surprised, the underworld itself is a very special whole, and the most hated people in the underworld are traitors and undercover agents. Needless to say, undercover agents are often sent in by hostile forces or the police, and whether they can be detected in time is a matter of the ability of the people in the gang. However, once discovered, the identity is exposed, and the ending is generally death.

The traitor is much more serious, because his hatred is much greater than that of an undercover agent. After all, traitors used to be good brothers in the association, everyone trusted each other, lived and died together, and the anger caused by the betrayal of trusted people is unimaginable, so although the final fate of traitors and undercover agents is one death, the death of traitors is much more terrifying.

"Good! Since you don't want to say it, then I won't ask, and I don't really plan to know much from you anyway. Watanabe Sawaichi already knows a lot there. The corners of Qiu Yu's mouth were upturned, and he had a strange smile, but he was very confident.

"Was it Sawaichi Watanabe who invited you here?" Igjihu was taken aback when he heard the name of Watanabe Sawaichi, and seemed to think that Feitian would know far more than he expected.

"Hahaha!" Qiu Yu laughed loudly, laughed wildly, laughed unscrupulously, and tears were about to flow out.

"You're greedy, maybe it's the nature of the Japanese! You didn't answer my question, but you wanted to extract more information from me. Don't you think you're excessive? In the end, Qiu Yu's voice rose several degrees, and the icy chill seeped into the marrow of the person.

"Ugh! I'm sorry! It's me who is too greedy. Perhaps, we can answer each other a few questions in exchange for equality. Yizihu actually nodded and saluted Qiu Yu, and instead put forward a compromise opinion.

Qiu Yu nodded, as if he agreed with Yizihu's proposal, but in his heart he had to admire the Japanese, who could maintain their usual politeness at this time, this courage was admirable, and it also reflected how far the Japanese have paid attention to etiquette.