A week's strong push, a week's daily update of three chapters, tired and out of breath. Originally, I wanted to restore fù one day a day, but the notice was changed to a cooperative channel concern, and I gritted my teeth and changed it to two days a day. I beg for storing, recommendation, various requests. Thank you!

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Ninjas have always designed their escape direction before throwing smoke bombs, and the smoke bombs are thrown forward and people backwards, never harming themselves.

But today the situation has changed, and they are caught off guard by a thick smoke in which they are just as discerning as ordinary people.

Li Mantun and Sun Buwu's true qi can only reach four or five meters away now, but it is enough in such a courtyard.

They can not rely on their eyes to see, but with their true qi, they can detect the movements around them. It's like a fight between a blind man and a blind man, allowing them to abuse these poor ninjas.

Zhang Qiusheng didn't fight much, he paid attention to collecting the smoke bombs and shuriken on the bodies of these ninjas. The ninjas who fell to the ground and did not fall to the ground, Zhang Qiusheng had to dig them out.

These ninjas are very stoic. They were either slashed in the shoulders or slashed on the thighs, or their chests, waists and abdomen were cut, but no one shouted, at most they screamed at the moment of being slashed, and most of them brandished scythes or closed their eyes to protect themselves. They now don't seek to hurt the enemy, but only to protect themselves.

It's a pity that no one is filming now, otherwise these tragic images of ninjas could have been captured. All of them were scattered, and the dark ninja clothes were picked off by Zhang Qiusheng and the bits and pieces inside were taken away.

The clothes that were originally very capable, but now they have become a burden with their arms open. It's a pity that they don't have long weapons this time, and the kunai and the lock sickle are too short to protect their bodies, and they are either poked here or smashed there, although they don't have to worry about their lives, they are also scarred and bloodstained.

It is not all right to say that these ninjas don't have long weapons, one ninja holds a long knife, and the other ninja holds a three-part stick. But as soon as Zhang Qiusheng came up, he used the Ruyi Divine Claw to take them all down.

Zhang Qiusheng was afraid that they would dance wildly, and it would not be good to hurt Li and Sun or hurt the ninja himself. He didn't want to cause a lot of trouble, and if the police came forward, it would ruin the good life in the future, and he would have to make a big appearance in the delegation.

The movement in the courtyard soon alarmed the people in the small building, and a large number of samurai immediately poured out. The samurai as a class have long since ceased to exist in Japan, and the spirit of bushido has died out with the defeat in World War II.

Zhang Qiusheng didn't know what kind of people these were and what kind of organization they belonged to, so he called them samurai for the time being.

These samurai rushed out only to see a miasma of smoke in the courtyard, and they couldn't see the truth inside the smoke at all. When I was at a loss for a moment, I only heard a sound of "whoosh-"

The few samurai who rushed in front were quite skilled, and hurriedly waved their long knives to block, and the sound of "ding, ding, bell" was mixed with a scream, and these warriors retreated one after another.

After a brief moment of panic, the samurai rushed forward without fear of death. They were divided into groups of five to seven in groups, and those in front of them wielded their long knives desperately to block the shuriken. When the samurai rushed into the courtyard, suddenly more than a dozen smoke bombs exploded, and the smoke in the courtyard became even thicker.

There was nothing worth touching in the samurai's arms, and Zhang Qiusheng also began to fight with his heart. He had no scythe in his left hand and no scythe in his right hand, pounded the samurai's ass with his left hand, pecked the samurai on the shoulder with his right hand, and threw away the long knife in his hand as long as he took care of it. Zhang Qiusheng didn't want human lives or seriously injured these warriors, he just wanted them to lose their combat effectiveness.

The screams of the samurai in the smoke attracted a large number of samurai in the building. Don't say it, these people really have the spirit of bushido. Obviously, the smoke was rising in front of them, and their eyes were black, but they still rushed in.

This kind of bushido spirit is good, and he is not afraid of death in a fight. But if you're too stupid, too pedantic, too dead, you can't think of a way to deal with the situation in front of you? What does it mean to jump into the fire pit like this!

For a long time, Zhang Qiusheng pondered, which is better if the character of a person or a nation is too lively or too dead?

The Japanese have a dead nature, and when they fight, they rush forward even knowing that they are dead in front of them, which is not very good. But people usually work hard, and they can't think of playing tricks at all, and they can't think of opportunism, and the quality of the products they make is hard. In this way, everything has to be seen from both sides.

Without further ado, let's get down to business. There were about twenty or so samurai who rushed in. Looking at their posture, waving a long knife and dancing lifelessly, whether it is to chop the enemy or their own people, it is completely a jade and stone burning style of fighting.

so that the scythe or kunai is too late to stop their indiscriminate chopping. Zhang Qiusheng hurriedly picked up the three-piece sticks that had fallen on the ground and knocked them on the heads of these warriors. Occasionally, he had to parry a long knife that slashed at his fellow samurai.

Zhang Qiusheng was depressed in his heart, what is this called? The two of us are fighting, and we have to help you save people!

Screams and muffled grunts mingled. The screaming was the samurai who were pecked or poked by Li and Sun, and the muffled one was hit in the head by Zhang Qiusheng. A clear-eyed person beats a blind man, this is called bullying!

More than a dozen people came out of the building and stopped at the stairs. In the center is a man in a dark Japanese samurai uniform, in his forties and fifties, with a strong and resolute face.

The man was armed with a samurai sword and stared hard at the large smoke in the courtyard. He was surrounded by a dozen samurai, all armed with long swords.

As soon as the samurai stood still, a dozen shuriken flew out of the smoke and swooped towards them. They had already suffered a loss just now, and this time they had already taken precautions. More than a dozen samurai swung their swords at the shuriken, and the sound of clanging bells was endless. Before the shuriken could be parried, there was a soft explosion and more than a dozen smoke bombs exploded in front of these people.

The samurai knew that if they were covered in smoke, they would end up being beaten passively. A dozen samurai retreated around the leader.

Before he could take a step back, a dozen shurikens flew in with a swishing swish. These samurai hurriedly swung their swords to block, and after parrying, they flicked and flicked.

While the samurai was concentrating on parrying the shuriken that was heading straight for the head, a black claw flew across the ground, and the leader's right foot was grabbed at once. The leader was taken aback and tried to struggle, but it was too late, and a strong force dragged him towards the smoke.

The samurai guarding the leader rushed into the smoke with all their might. The situation changed again, and the enemy, who had been hiding in the smoke, appeared. Two teenagers rushed out of the smoke with long knives in hand to meet the warriors, and a teenager came out with the leader who had just been dragged into the smoke.

Zhang Qiusheng threw the leader to the ground, picked up a long knife casually, and said to him, "I know you are not convinced. Come on, I'll give you a chance to serve. ”

The leader's back touched the ground, and immediately a carp stood up and picked up a long knife in his hand. Holding the knife in both hands, the tip of the knife was upturned and slowly raised above his head, and when the momentum reached its peak, he suddenly shouted and rushed towards Zhang Qiusheng.

Zhang Qiusheng held the knife in one hand, his eyes staring at the leader, and when the long knife was about to slash to the top of his head, he suddenly dodged and gave way, and the knife in his hand passed through the leader's arms to his throat. Fixed! The leader's knife stopped in mid-air and did not slash, and the tip of Zhang Qiusheng's knife pressed against the leader's throat without passing forward.

The leader's knife would only slash through the air, while Zhang Qiusheng's knife would pierce the throat with a slight pass. Zhang Qiusheng put away the knife, took two steps back and said, "Come again!" ”

The leader also took two steps back and raised his sword again. The long knife was slowly raised above his head again, but he was slow to attack.

After a long time, the leader suddenly threw the knife on the ground and said, "I lost." He looked at Zhang Qiusheng standing casually, as if his whole body was full of flaws. If you look closely, you can't find a single flaw that you can attack.

At this time, Li Mantun and Sun Buwu had already dealt with the dozen or so warriors. Zhang Qiusheng turned around and walked out, followed by Li and Sun. Before the smoke had completely cleared, the three of them walked through the smoke to the iron gate. Zhang Qiusheng pulled out the deadbolt to open the door, and went out with his two partners.

It's not that they're afraid of killing people, it's not that they don't want to kill these people to prevent future trouble. However, their identities are open this time, and the goal of these underground forces to trouble them is also very clear.

In any case, Japan is a society governed by the rule of law, and if more people die, it will definitely attract the attention of the police. At that time, no matter what virtue the underground forces were, they couldn't get involved.

When people mix in society, they have to be constrained by all aspects of this society, and this is not something that can be controlled by how high or low your martial arts skills are.

Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory. Even if it is mixed with the rivers and lakes, it must be subject to various rules of the rivers and lakes. Complete freedom may only be enjoyed by a master like Zhang Daohan, right?

In the courtyard, in the small building, in the living room. The leader sat on his knees, his heart open and his belly exposed. He was wiping a short knife with a white silk cloth.

The samurai knelt down before the leader, and one of the samurai said to the leader, "My subordinates implore the team leader not to cut their stomachs, this is a purely unintentional mistake." We can do it all over again. ”

The team leader said calmly: "Although it is unintentional, the other party's martial arts are indeed much higher than mine." They gave me a chance, but I still lost. It's not that it's unintentional, it's that I'm incompetent, and I can only self-discipline to thank the organization. ”

The team leader polished the two knives, one long and one short, and placed the knives at his side. Then the group leader, who was originally kneeling, leaned over to the samurai kneeling at the front, and said with his head against his head, "Please, please report today's incident to the Star Temple." ”

After saying that, the team leader straightened up, leaned over the person again and touched his head to the ground, then straightened up, and said, "Please again." ”

Then the team leader picked up the long knife, grabbed the blade with both hands, and raised his hand with the blade facing down to cut into the abdomen. At the critical moment, a claw suddenly flew over and snatched away the long knife in the team leader's hand.

Needless to say, it was Zhang Qiusheng who grabbed the long knife with his Ruyi Divine Claw.

It turned out that the three fools walked for a while and suddenly remembered that when they came, they drove for more than an hour, and the distance was at least 60 to 80 kilometers, right? That's more than 100 miles of road, nearly 200 miles. Perform light work? That's full of food and support.

It's only right to go back and ask for a car from those guys, and it's always reasonable for them to send us a car if they lose. Besides, I finally won the battle, and I have to reap some benefits no matter what. How can you just go so unclear?