"Who are you who dare to break into a private house?"

A middle-aged man with a mustache under his nose in the crowd in the room immediately shouted angrily when he saw me and the Sentry Tooth gang entering, and at the same time five or six security guards had already arrived in a hurry, as if they were driving us out.

I didn't pay attention to this mustache, and stared at Murakami Takeo who was standing in the center of the lecture hall, still holding a katana in his hand, this guy has a tall man who is relatively rare in the Easterners, about 1.8 meters, a little taller than me, wearing a samurai uniform, with a horse face, also looking at me with puzzled eyes, as if guessing who I am?

"I am the real Chen Yu, he is just my brother, and he wants to give you an explanation instead of me." I explained Murakami Yifu's doubts, then glanced at the throwing stick on the ground, then bent down to pick it up, wiped the blood on the throwing stick twice casually, and then raised my head and said to him coldly: "Do you want to fight with Chen Yu, then I will accompany you to fight!" ”

As soon as I said this, a group of people in the room began to talk about it, half of the people here are all kinds of "martial arts" masters of the local martial arts association, and they were all invited here by Murakami Yifu Banquet, of course, no one dared to compete with Murakami, after all, many martial arts are now useless and vain. There are also half of them who are friends of Shawo Murakami's business, and they all come to see the excitement.

Zhang Airong is also among them, of course she is not here to see the excitement today, she is here to negotiate with Shawo Murakami and discuss how to solve the conflict between me and Masao Murakami, but I didn't expect Qin Yong to come at this time, and Qin Yong still calls himself Chen Yu. Zhang Airong began to think that I had found a substitute for the dead ghost, Tao Dai Li Zhuang, so I didn't expose Qin Yong, but I didn't expect that things had changed now, and I angrily proposed to fight with Murakami Yifu.

Zhang Airong couldn't help frowning, and muttered secretly: "Originally, Qin Yong was defeated, and the matter could have come to an end, and Murakami Yifu's skills are not low, Chen Yu, why do you bother?" ”

Murakami looked me up and down, then nodded and said, "It turns out that he is a fake Chen Yu, okay, I accept your challenge." ”

I hated that this guy had seriously injured Qin Yong, so as soon as he said yes to the challenge, I slid on my feet, quickly approached his left side, and the slinger in my hand was pumped towards his left rib. The full name of the throwing stick is the tactical telescopic baton, which is one of the 8 major pieces of the single police column, and the power is greater than that of the iron pipe.

But he reacted quickly, and as soon as the katana in his hand was raised, he intercepted my slinger, and then with a smack, the katana even slid down and slashed at my right hand bowl.

The people around were taken aback, especially Zhang Airong and Whistle Tooth, who all let out exclamations.

As soon as I let go of my right hand, I decisively let go of the slinger and quickly withdrew my hand, allowing Murakami Shaw to cut the air with a knife, but with a quick copy of my left hand, I took the fallen flicker in my left hand, and poked the opponent's eyebrows with my backhand.

The speed of Murakami Yifu's defense was also very fast, and as soon as the knife flashed, the tip of the katana was hard against the tip of the stick, and with a bang, the tip of the knife and the head of the stick collided together. After the force of the throwing stick, it was hit and shrunk to the shortest, and Murakami Yifu's blade took advantage of the situation to pass forward, and with a hissing sound, the black shirt on my chest had been cut by a knife, and there was a shallow knife wound on my chest.

Zhang Airong saw that I was injured, so she couldn't help but clap her hands and say that Mr. Murakami's martial arts attainments are good, and then said that the victory and defeat have been divided, and today's competition will end here, right?

Although Murakami Yifu is arrogant, if he wants to invest and do business in Lihai City, he still has to give Zhang Airong face, he is not good at going against Zhang Airong's intentions, but he is a little unwilling to stop here, so he deliberately looked at me and said: "It's okay, anyway, the victory and defeat have been divided, your Chinese kung fu is nothing more than that, I have traveled to many cities, and I have not met a real opponent." ”

Zhang Airong frowned when she heard this, and the old men of the local martial arts associations around her also dared to be angry, this guy, you can ask them to go up to the stage to perform two moves, but when they really pick up a knife and fight, their combat effectiveness is far inferior to that of a person like me who grew up fighting on the street all day long.

I didn't care how Murakami Yifu ridiculed Chinese kung fu, because Chinese kung fu was not powerful or not, and he didn't need him to affirm whether it was powerful or not, but he seriously injured Qin Yong, and I couldn't bear this breath, so I shook the slinger stick in my hand, and with a click, the flick stick was all stretched out, and I said coldly: "The battle is not over yet." ”

"Just what I want!"

Murakami Shaw held a knife in both hands, and with a snort, he slashed at me with a move similar to Tarzan's top press. I flicked my wand sideways, parrying his slash, and at the same time flew up to push him back, then swung my stick and screamed at it.

Katana swords are longer, while tactical sticks are shorter, and there are still certain advantages to sticks when fighting closely. I seized the opportunity to swing my stick like raindrops, covering my opponent like a storm.

I attack like a tide, but Murakami Shaw is like a rock in the tide, the defense is very tight, my slinging stick attack frequency is very fast, and the speed of his katana back defense and blocking is not slow, every time I can be embarrassed to throw my sling, the sound of knives and sticks clashing is sonorous, and it rings into a string.

The people around were amazed and dazzled.

Murakami Yifu's skills are still good, but he ignores a problem, that is, the katana in his hand, the blade is very sharp, but the blade is also very thin, and the number of hard encounters with the steel throwing stick is too much, and the blade is bound to collapse. As we all know, if there is a bad corner notch on the edge of the sword, then if the knife is not sharpened off, it will easily break in actual use, which is a typical manifestation of stress acting on the sword.

I could already tell from the sound of the baton and the slashing of the katana that the samurai was damaged everywhere, and the most serious thing was probably the middle of the katana, the snow-white blade could faintly catch a small black dot with my eyes, where there was already a small gap.

The discovery made the corners of my mouth lift slightly, and a sneer appeared in my eyes. When Murakami saw my sneer, he realized that something was wrong, and he probably knew that the katana was damaged, and wanted to force me to defeat me before the knife went wrong. So he let out a loud cry of "wow", held the sword in both hands, and swept through the thousands of troops with one move, and the katana slashed at me.

"Good time!"

I let out a loud cry, and smashed the stick in my hand into the middle of the katana, and with a crisp sound, the katana broke in two.

Boom!

My left fist took the opportunity to punch Murakami Shaw's lower abdomen, he only felt a small hammer smashed on his lower abdomen, and then centered on this point, a powerful shock wave radiated to the surroundings, his facial muscles were twisted in pain, and half of the katana in his hand also fell to the ground, and the whole person took four or five steps back, and sat on the ground with a butt.

As soon as I struck a blow, I chased after him like a shadow, and the slinger in my hand was raised high, carrying an invincible thunderbolt, and smashed it towards Murakami Shaw's head.

The power of the stick is very great, and no one who uses the stick dares to use the stick to whip the opponent's head, because the opponent's head can be smashed like a watermelon in minutes. The people in the hall exclaimed in horror when they saw my imposing stick. Even Zhang Airong hurriedly shouted: "Chen Yu, don't-"

The people around him were still frightened, not to mention the person concerned, Takeo Murakami, in the face of the overwhelming breath of death, this guy was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he subconsciously shouted "ah", although the voice was not loud, but it revealed his cowardly nature.

My slinger slammed and paused in front of his head.

I looked at him condescendingly, picked his chin with the stick in my hand, and said coldly: "If you win, you will say that people are nothing more than that, there is no tiger in the mountains and the fox is the king, and now you are defeated by me, so what are you?" ”

Murakami Yifu's pale face suddenly turned red, I withdrew the telescopic stick with a snort, and then glanced at Qin Yong who was supporting them with whistle teeth, and then glanced at Murakami Shaw on the ground, and said: "A real warrior is a man who has been defeated and fought repeatedly, is indomitable and has a heart to protect his beliefs, which you can't compare with my brother Qin Yong, you are a weakling." Whether you pursue it or not, I beat your son, but your son still dares to jump in front of me, and I will cut him the same. ”

After speaking, I followed the whistle teeth and them to support Qin Yong and go away.

Zhang Airong looked at my back, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help showing a smile, but she quickly calmed down again, walked up and said to Murakami Yifu: "Investment is a win-win thing, if Mr. Murakami wants to threaten me with investment, it is insincere, if Mr. Murakami wants to withdraw his investment, I will not keep it." ”

After saying that, she strode away with two bodyguards and chased me out.