"Little Japan is a little unbearable, huh?"

Qin Feng, who was mixed in the team with a Hokkaido accent and Japanese just now, had already hidden in the woods in front of the church at this time, and he still had time to open the compressed biscuit that Liu Zimo gave him yesterday and fill it in his mouth.

For Qin Feng, his main target this time was Alisandro, and dealing with the Yamaguchi-gumi was just a rabbit with grass, and it was just a matter of encountering it.

It's just that the current battle situation in the field makes Qin Feng a little dissatisfied.

At the beginning, because the Yamaguchi-gumi took the lead and killed five or six mafia members in succession, it was only after Alejandro pulled out his gun that the scene was reversed.

I have to say that Alessandro is a battle-hardened ruthless man, when he shoots with a pistol, he doesn't aim at all, but wherever he shoots, the gun doesn't miss.

In the blink of an eye, the people on the Yamaguchi-gumi side who didn't have time to hide were basically all shot by bullets, and all of them were hit in the eyebrows or in the heart, as long as they were shot, they would be helpless.

And although Nakagawa on the side of the Yamaguchi Group is swordsmanship, his use of modern weapons is far inferior to Alessandro, and he can only hide behind a big tree to do it in a hurry as he watches Alessandro harvest the lives of his subordinates.

Nakagawa saw the situation clearly, and the other party was more fierce than Alisandro, if he was killed, under the leaderless dragons, the mafia would definitely not be his opponent, and shouted loudly at the moment: "Kill him, kill Alessandro first!" ”

"Yes, Nakagawa-sama!"

When it comes to discipline, the Japanese are really impeccable, and after Nakagawa gave the order, three or four Japanese gunners rushed out from behind the trees without fear of death, raised their guns and fired at Alisandro.

But courage is commendable, on the battlefield. Strength is the most important thing, don't look at Alisandro's bulky body like a Russian polar bear, but his skills are very flexible.

Alisandro fired very quickly, and it was a blind shot, without the need to aim at all, without waiting for the Japanese gunners to pull the trigger. Several gunshots rang out one after another, and several people fell to the ground one by one, all of them being shot in the eyebrows.

If you want to get out of Siberia alive, you must have developed limbs, and you must not have a simple mind, and you must master a variety of skills, and the use of modern firearms is only the most basic one.

Alejandro spent eight years in a training camp in Siberia sleeping with guns almost every day.

Except for Alessandro himself. No one knows anymore that this boxing champion in the Shijie black boxing world, if he is put in the army, can also become an excellent gun king.

With a "click", the bullets in Alessandro's gun ran out, and a Japanese gunner rushed out to take advantage, but he didn't expect Alejandro to roll on the ground and pick up a pistol again. Raise your hand and kill the other party.

Seeing that Alessandro was almost pressing himself with more than a dozen people fighting, Nakagawa's face turned pale. At this time, he realized that the way of the sword he had pursued all his life was nothing in the face of modern firepower.

"Yaga!"

Nakagawa was furious, and pulled off the strip of white cloth tied around his waist and wrapped it around his forehead. He shouted, "Warriors of the Yamaguchi-gumi, rush with me!" ”

Stretching out his hand and pulling out the famous sword given by his master, Nakagawa's body shook, and he straightened up from behind the tree, and his steps were wrong. Holding his sword aloft, he rushed towards Alessandro in an S shape.

"Idiot!"

Seeing Nakagawa rushing out, the corners of Alessandro's mouth turned up slightly, and he pulled out a hideous smile, raised his right hand, and the three bullets were in the shape of a zigzag, and almost simultaneously shot out of the chamber, aiming at Nakagawa's eyebrows and left and right chests.

"Yikes!"

Just as the bullet shot out of the lightning and flint, Nakagawa suddenly let out a broken cry, and the sword raised above his head slashed down sharply.

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, the bullet that came in front of him was actually struck by Nakagawa, although there was a gap in the sword body, but the bullet was really blocked.

And at the same time as splitting into that sword, the side of Nakagawa's body, the two bullets that were originally fired at his chest, also flew over almost grazing his clothes.

"Long live Nakagawa-sama!"

Seeing the scene of the sword splitting the bullet, those Japanese suddenly lifted their spirits, and their eyes showed a look of extreme fanaticism, and they all stripped off their clothes and rushed out.

"Hey, if this person's kendo goes any further, I'm afraid it's not much worse than the instructors of the Siberian training camp back then?"

Seeing that the bullet he shot was blocked by Nakagawa, Alessandro was also shocked in his heart, it was not the first time he had seen someone block a bullet with a weapon, and the kendo instructor back then was also able to do this.

At that time, Alessandro was only thirteen years old, and he and his friends in the three training camps took four pistols and stood thirty meters away to shoot at the instructor from different directions, but none of the bullets could hit the instructor.

Although Nakagawa's kendo cultivation at this time was far inferior to that of the instructor back then, he was able to block bullets with his sword, which showed that he had comprehended the true meaning of kendo, and the rest needed to practice hard and accumulate experience.

Alessandro hesitated, and the Japanese firepower was extended, and he could only hide behind a big tree and watch the mafia members around him continue to be shot and fall to the ground.

"Fuck, I'll show you what real marksmanship is today!" Seeing this scene, Alessandro was angry, and with a toe pick, he picked up another pistol that fell to the ground into his hand.

"Three, five, eight......"

Alessandro's ears were constantly stirring, and his mind was counting the bullets in the chambers of the men outside, and when he heard two "clicks" in succession, his body jerked out.

With two guns in hand, coupled with a shooting speed far beyond the Japanese, the Japanese who had just rushed out immediately fell to the ground, and after throwing down three corpses, they could only hide back in the woods.

Even Nakagawa can't withstand Alessandro's burst of shots, with his kendo cultivation at this time, he can only withstand two bullets at most, where can he afford Alisandro's shooting?

After a blood splash appeared on his shoulder, Nakagawa could only retreat, this was because his subordinates were desperately covering, otherwise he would have fallen under the rain of bullets from Alisandro.

"Lord Nakagawa, let's get out first!"

A Japanese man in his early thirties, his eyes were full of grief and indignation, they were all the top gunners of the Yamaguchi-gumi, but they were suppressed and beaten by Alisandro alone, which was a great shame for them.

However, they are not soldiers after all, and they do not have that inexplicable sense of honor, and if they resist at the moment, they can only end up with the destruction of the whole army, because some people have already thought of retreating.

"Okay, then let's retreat first......"

was shot in the shoulder, and Nakagawa didn't have the confidence he had before, so he thought for a while and nodded, and said, "I will ask Sato Nakashinobu to come to the United States, I believe he will not let us down!" ”

"Ninja?" After hearing Nakagawa's words, a low-throat exclamation sounded beside him.

Ninja is a special profession unique to Japan, and its official name was determined in the Edo period, which belongs to the Warring States period of Japan, and it is also the era when ninja schools of thought were most active.

However, with the progress of the times, ninjas have gradually withdrawn from Japanese society, and in modern times, there are only some high-ranking lords and underground organizations in Japan, and there are still people with the professional identity of ninjas.

These ninjas have a very high status among the gangs and gate valves in Japan, and it is not an extremely important thing to be able to dispatch ninjas, and Nakagawa is afraid that it is in front of the master that Sato Nakashinobi can be invited out.

Among ninjas, they are divided into upper ninja, middle ninja, and lower ninja.

Shangninja, also known as the think tank ninja, specializes in planning the overall combat steps, and the middle ninja is the commander of the actual operation, of course, the ninjutsu of the middle ninja, but also has to be transcendent.

The lower ninja, also known as the body ninja, is equivalent to a special operations unit, and is the actual ninja who fights on the front line, and there is a clear hierarchical relationship between the three.

Although Shang Shinobi does not specifically carry out actual combat missions such as assassination, he is the supreme commander in the ninja system, because all combat jihua will be planned by Shang Shinobi.

If you want to become a shinobi, you must start with physical ninja, go through countless actual combat tests, and then be collectively evaluated by major gangs in Japan before you can be established as a shinobi.

So even in Japan, the birthplace of ninjas, shinobi is extremely rare, and Kikujiro is currently recognized by everyone in Japan.

The Sato Nakashinobi mentioned by Nakagawa was also born under Kikujiro, and he is his senior brother, as proud as Nakagawa, and he has to admit that he is far inferior to Sato in the assassination and assassination.

"Lord Nakagawa, since you can invite a ninja, then we will definitely be able to avenge this revenge!"

After hearing Nakagawa's words, the seven or eight Japanese who still survived breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, they were really scared by Alessandro, but now they found an excuse to retreat.

"We still have people on the periphery, as long as we walk through this wood, we can meet the people outside!" Nakagawa looked at the situation around him and immediately made a decision.

"Damn, Alessandro didn't even lose a single hair, if you run into the woods, won't Lao Tzu's arrangements be in vain?"

Qin Feng, who was hiding more than ten meters away from Nakagawa, was suddenly angry when he heard Nakagawa's words, and the mine traps he had buried in the forest were all aimed at Alisandro.

"Lord Nakagawa, we haven't lost yet!"

Qin Feng stretched out his hand and took out a sweet potato-sized grenade from his waist, and shouted in his mouth: "The warriors of my Yamaguchi Group will not retreat, we can still fight!" ”

"Yaga, do you dare to disobey my orders?"

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Nakagawa couldn't wait to strangle him, he had already heard it, this person with a Hokkaido accent was the one who had agitated for a decisive battle with the mafia before.

It's just that before Zhongchuan could strangle Qin Feng, a smoking oval iron ball suddenly floated over Nakagawa's head and flew straight towards Alisandro, who was more than thirty meters away. (To be continued......)

PS: PS: The first one will be sent, and the second one will be a little later, everyone's forgiveness, hehe, use the monthly pass to criticize me!