Chapter 381: The Strength of the National Football Team
Shi Zhong thought for a while, resisted the urge to beat the arrogant guy in front of him, and said in Chinese in a slow tone: "Hello, I'm here to find Liu Shengying." ”
"There's no Yanagi Sakura here!" The man at the head said in broken Chinese, which surprised Shi Zhong when Chinese was so international, but he keenly captured the flash of light and surprise in the man's eyes.
At this time, a man in a black samurai suit walked out of it, looked around, and said to the man in the suit who had just taken the lead, "What's the matter?" ”
The man respectfully said to the samurai: "My lord, it's a Chinese who said he was looking for Yanagi Sakura!" ”
The samurai glanced at Shi Zhong, but Shi Zhong walked up: "I'm here to find Sakura!" ”
"Get out!" The samurai's Chinese was obviously more accurate than the man's pronunciation just now, and he rebuked, "How can the Chinese come here, get out of here!" ”
Shi Zhong stopped Semafa, who wanted to come forward to teach the samurai, and touched his nose, it seems that Sakura is really inside, but I don't know if these Japanese are friends or foes with her.
"Sakura, I'm Shi Zhong, come out!" Shi Zhong suddenly let out a lion roar from the Buddhist gate, and said loudly inside, and in the hall inside, Sakura, who was sitting in a precarious position, suddenly changed her face slightly, looking at the gate, she could hear this voice, this is Shi Zhong's, how did he find it here?
Sitting on the main seat was a young man, dressed in a white samurai suit sprinkled with crimson cherry blossoms, looking a little dazzling, with a handsome face that even a man would feel when he saw it, and his facial curves were very soft. A black-sheathed four-foot long sword hung on the sword stand behind him, looked at Sakura's, and chuckled, "Sakura." It looks like your China has made friends! ”
There was a middle-aged man sitting on Sakura's upper seat, and his face changed slightly when he heard what the young man said. Immediately said: "Sato-kun, don't get me wrong, Sakura has always been clean, she"
The handsome young man waved his hand and interrupted, "Don't be suspicious, I have absolute trust in Sakura, Hattori-sama, what do you think?" ”
Opposite the middle-aged man known as Yanagi sat an old Japanese man. Dressed in a purple samurai suit, he said, "Young Master Sato's words are right." ”
"It's just that I'm very curious about that Chinese!" The young man said softly.
Sakura's face was a little anxious for the first time he knew that the stone bell was very powerful but. It's even more powerful here, after all, I heard that they are here to complete a special mission, and the lineup is extremely powerful, and a single master of Hattori Ichizo is incredible, and that is the top of Japanese kendo. There is also Sato, known as a kendo genius who is rare in Japan for a hundred years, if it weren't for his father's power and nobles, he wouldn't have anything to do with him.
Shi Zhong made such a loud noise, and suddenly the faces of the men in Japanese suits became extremely ugly, and their faces directly turned into undisguised anger.
"Yaga!"
The warrior scolded, strode over, and swung his palm at Shi Zhong's face. His movements were very agile, and although he was wearing clogs, his steps were very brisk, and he reached the front of Shi Zhong in a few steps.
But then, before his hand touched Shi Zhong's face, those men in Japanese suits saw a figure "whew" and flew straight in front of them. Then he slammed into the door in the distance, and the black door panel collapsed with a bang, and fell to both sides, and the poor samurai had rolled through the door with a bone.
"Semafa, you always like to steal the limelight with me!" Shi Zhong said helplessly.
Semafa smiled, in fact, he didn't think the joke of the boss was humorous at all, but after all, it was his own boss, so he had to squeeze out a smile, and the result was naturally that Semafa's expression was like crying.
"Yaga!" …,
The rest of the men in suits rushed over with angry shouts, and came at Shi Zhong with their fists and feet, Shi Zhong didn't need to make a move at all, Semafa had already strode over, like a giant rushing into a crowd of dwarfs, grabbing a man's collar with one hand and throwing it out like a sandbag, a few unlucky guys hit the wall directly, and one was even more sad, thrown up by Semafa, hanging on a branch, screaming in horror.
Shi Zhong smiled disdainfully, and was about to raise his feet and walk in, when he suddenly heard the sound of "banging" clothes rubbing, and then saw a large number of young men quickly walking out of the gate, all of them were dressed in black samurai suits, and each of them was holding a katana tightly in their hands.
There were more than a dozen of them, and Shi Zhong was a little puzzled, didn't it mean that this was built by a Japanese businessman, why were they all wearing samurai uniforms, could it be that this place had become a Japanese base camp or a Japanese institution?
Shi Zhong knew that many samurai served the government and used their special force to carry out some special tasks, such as Fujiwara, who he met in Beijing last time, and later said that he was on a mission for the government.
"Boom!!"
As if acting in a movie, these black-clothed samurai didn't say a word, staring at Shi Zhong with cold eyes, and drew their katanas, the tip of which glowed coldly under the moonlight, pointing directly at Shi Zhong and Semafa, as if as long as someone gave an order, they would pounce on them without their lives.
Shi Zhong was not afraid of the sword light, but the old god said freely: "I'm just here to find someone, why bother with swords, although China and Japan have not been very friendly, but they haven't reached this level, right?" Quite a few words"
These black-clothed warriors still didn't say a word, but their eyes were glued to Shi Zhong, making Shi Zhong bored himself.
Saimafa said: "Boss, do you need to go in?" "He's a little excited, he feels like he's getting more powerful in training recently, and he's been suppressing the belligerent cells in his body since he followed the boss, just so as not to get into trouble with the boss, but this kind of patience is really uncomfortable.
At this time, a middle-aged man in a white samurai uniform walked out, glanced at Shi Zhong and Semafa coldly, and said, "Who are you?" Doesn't Chinese law criminalize trespassers on people's homes without reason? ”。
Chinese is good, the words are round, it seems that this house has not been in China for a short time, or has been staying in China, Shi Zhong is more convinced of the suspicion that this is a Japanese institution, the average private house will have so many samurai fighters?
"Poof!" Shi Zhong almost sprayed, originally thought that the other party would say such cruel words, but he didn't expect that it was a legal expert.
"I said, I'm just here to find someone, and it's completely self-defense just now!" Shi Zhong said.
"Looking for whom?" The middle-aged man's eyes were slightly suspicious.
"Sakura, Yagyu Sakura!" Stone Bell Road.
Originally, this guy's face was a little unkind, when he heard that Shi Zhong was coming to find Sakura, his face suddenly changed drastically, and his eyes looked at Shi Zhong as if he was looking at the enemy who took his wife, as if Shi Zhong had put a tall green hat on him, and shouted: "Baga, I don't know whether to live or die, the Chinese are so lowly, how can Miss Liu Sheng take a fancy to you!" ”
"You really want to fight?" Shi Zhong turned his head to Saima Fadao, Saima Fa nodded, Shi Zhong said, "Don't be merciful!" ”
Semafa got the boss's order, and immediately stopped suppressing the churning blood in his body, and with a step on his feet, the huge force actually shattered the bluestone slab, and his body rushed towards the middle-aged man who was still reprimanding with a "bang", as if his body suddenly shook and appeared in front of the middle-aged man in an instant.
The middle-aged man was shocked, and instinctively wanted to draw the knife, but only half of the cold light appeared, and Semafa's palm had already touched the wrist of the middle-aged man's hand holding the handle of the knife. …,
The strength of Semafa was so huge, the palm of his hand was forced, and with a press, the blade that had originally pulled out a small half was suddenly pressed back, and then the middle-aged man saw a fist in front of him suddenly turn into a grinding disc, and then he only felt a pain in his face, especially his nose.
"Bang!"
The middle-aged man's body flew up directly, crossed the top of everyone's heads, and directly came to the dry land to pull onions, fell on the concrete floor, struggled to stand up, opened his mouth, and spit out four or five teeth "poof"!
Fortunately, it was not mixed with the blood of internal organs, and the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know that it was Semafa's subordinates who showed mercy just now, and the strength did not penetrate, otherwise with this guy's physique, no matter how hard the face bones were, it would be shattered under the terrifying power of Semafa, and he would end up disfigured.
At this time, the other samurai couldn't help but be stunned, the middle-aged man was their secret on weekdays, and his good kung fu was admired by everyone, and he had always been the object of some of them to catch up with in his life, but he didn't expect to be knocked out by this Arab in the face, and he didn't even have time to pull out the knife!
This is a great shame for the samurai!
"Baga, what are you doing here, don't split them yet!" The middle-aged man shouted angrily.
The black-clothed warriors remembered that the two people in front of them were their enemies, shouted to increase their morale, and then drew their swords and slashed at Semafa.
Semafa grinned, but shook his head, an opponent of this level didn't even have the qualifications to warm him up, Semafa didn't know when it would start, and he would pretend to be like a boss.
The body rushed into the samurai, and then there was a "bang bang" sound and a crisp sound of swords falling to the ground, many samurai screamed and flew out, in the distance, those bodyguards in black suits were surprised, it turned out that these samurai who usually behave very arrogantly, there is nothing remarkable, and their ending is not the same.
Many samurai's swords were only halfway swung before they were close to Semafa's body, and then they heard a few "quacks", and several people threw their knives in pain, and sat down on the ground holding their arms, all of which were dislocated by Semafa's shock to their wrist joints.
At the end, when the field was cleared, Semafa kicked one by one, kicked all the guys away, and those samurai were kicked down and lined up in a row, Shi Zhong sighed secretly, the Chinese national football team has one-tenth of the strength of Semafa, enough to win the World Cup! ……,