Chapter 17: Karate National Hands
Several luxury cars, parked at the gate of the villa.
When the car door opened, the wild lion guarding the door was stunned.
In front of him, all of them were wearing white dojo clothes, and they turned out to be their enemies.
After more than a dozen people got out of the car, they opened the door of the luxury car in the middle.
When Saburo Miyamoto stepped out of the car, the mad lion's face turned pale.
"Crazy Lion, I haven't seen you for a few months, I can't imagine that today, we meet here, do you mean, are you from the Standing Dragon family?"
Seeing the mad lion guarding the door with his disciples, Miyamoto Saburo sneered.
He speaks Chinese fluently and speaks it very authentically.
"Miyamoto Saburo, I didn't expect that you would have to wade into this troubled water today, could it be that you and the Long family also have grievances?"
The mad lion didn't give way, because it was Qin Feng's order.
He will keep it here, and he will not go out, let alone enter.
"I naturally have a relationship with the Long family, I just want to make sure now, which side are you going to stand on? Be my friend, I promise your fight club is still the best in Tokai City, but if you become my enemy......"
Saburo Miyamoto is in his early thirties and is in his prime.
A pair of wolf eyes, with a murderous aura.
He is a karate master at the national level.
He has represented the island nation and participated in many international competitions.
There are few opponents and it is known as the hope of karate.
The identities of both parties are immediate.
The Wild Lion is only a little famous in Donghai City, and it can't be counted in the whole country.
"If I don't let you, what about you, don't forget, every inch of land here is my hometown, you are a guest from afar, it is better to be a guest as a guest, otherwise it will be unhappy and disperse, and your dojo may be difficult to gain a foothold in my Chinese land!"
The mad lion made it very clear that he would not let this way.
"My subordinates are defeated, but I dare to speak up, in this world, no one can block my way."
Saburo Miyamoto shook his shoulders and had already pulled off his stance.
Zhang Xiong is a local snake that has been cultivated here, and he can only break through.
"I was negligent that day, and today, it's not so easy to think about it!"
The mad lion took a half-step back, his fists clenched.
staring at each other's every move, today's matter, he will also be on the front.
"Let him, get in!"
Suddenly, an explosion rang out from inside the villa.
Hearing Qin Feng's voice, the mad lion immediately retracted his fists.
Make way for a road.
"Unexpectedly, the wild lion even has a day of being a dog, I take back what I once said to you, you are not a qualified opponent!"
Saburo Miyamoto smiled coldly, strode forward, and walked inside.
The disciples behind him kept raising their middle fingers at the mad lion and the others.
"Let's go inside!"
watched Saburo Miyamoto walk in with someone.
These guys are all his personal disciples brought from the island country.
The strength is far from being comparable to those security guards.
With a wave of his hand, the mad lion also took more than 20 of his apprentices and walked into the villa.
From a distance, I saw a group of people kneeling on the ground.
Qin Feng leaned back in the chair, crossing Erlang's legs with a leisurely expression.
More than 40 people had blue noses and swollen faces, especially Zhang Xiong, who was still covering his bloody legs.
"You were sent by the Long family?"
Miyamoto Saburo squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Feng.
After coming to China for half a year, he had not seen Qin Feng.
But at this moment, a disciple behind him recognized Qin Feng at a glance.
Hurriedly whispered in his ear.
"It turned out to be the No. 1 soft rice man in the East China Sea, he is really famous, the Long family sent such a person here, I really look down on him, let the people behind you come out, hurt my disciple, this account, I and your Long family are not finished."
Saburo Miyamoto smiled mockingly.
Naturally, he had also heard of the Long family's son-in-law.
But after saying two words in a row, Qin Feng never spoke.
Squinting his eyes, as if he had seen a strange creature.
"Are you deaf? No wonder he is the son-in-law of the Long family, he is really deaf, is there anyone who knows sign language? ”
Saburo Miyamoto glanced around, but didn't see a second person.
At this moment, Qin Feng's mobile phone rang, and he lowered his head to pick up the phone.
"You're not deaf! Can you hear me? ”
Seeing this scene, Miyamoto Saburo was angry.
He yelled and screamed for a long time, and the other party pretended to be deaf and dumb with him.
"I just, don't want to talk to dogs."
Putting down the phone, Qin Feng said indifferently to Miyamoto Saburo.
"You...... How dare you insult me, do you know who you have offended! ”
Saburo Miyamoto's face turned red, and he was ridiculed like this, which had never been done before.
"He learned karate at the age of three, got a white belt at the age of eight, got the title of Fan Shi at the age of fifteen, got the title of priest at the age of twenty, and got the title of trainer at the age of thirty, he is a rare genius in karate, he has won Olympic gold medals, and there are countless gold medals on the island, but ......"
On the mobile phone, I already have all the information of Saburo Miyamoto.
Qin Feng paused.
"In my opinion, it's a paper tiger."
Qin Feng's last words made Miyamoto Saburo, who was quite respected in China, more and more unbearable.
"You have succeeded in angering me, originally, you were not worthy of being my opponent, but now, I have decided to knock you to the ground with my own hands, and I will use your blood to wash away the shame you have brought me."
Saburo Miyamoto is a flower in a greenhouse, and he has lived in the applause of others since he was a child.
Qin Feng's words were like sharp blades, piercing directly into his heart.
With his eyes open, Miyamoto Saburo didn't care what masters were hidden behind him.
Right now, he wants to abolish Qin Feng here.
"You should be thankful for this era, if it had been a few decades ago, I wouldn't have given you a chance to get out of here alive."
The hatred of the island nation is something in the bones of almost every Chinese person.
As a contemporary soldier, Qin Feng knows that there are only tigers and wolves in the international situation, and he is a rare friend.
The enemy came, there were shotguns.
That's the best answer.
It's just that this Miyamoto Saburo is a rare national player.
This is quite a bit itchy for Qin Feng.
"Just by virtue of you, the number one waste in Donghai City? It's a joke, if it were in our country, people like you would have committed suicide! ”
Saburo Miyamoto stepped forward.
With a flick of his palms, his big hands as wide as a bear's paw grabbed towards Qin Feng.
If he catches him, the consequences are unimaginable.
The mad lion was a little anxious beside him.
But he didn't want to, Qin Feng turned sideways slightly.
The figure quickly dodged from his side.
At the same time, he reached out with his right hand, directly in his face, and grabbed a handful.
"Ahh
This grasp is like an eagle's claw.
Forced on Miyamoto Saburo's face, he grabbed three cuts.
Blood splattered down suddenly.
Miyamoto Saburo encountered such a situation for the first time, and instinctively covered his face.
"You...... This woman's way of playing! ”
The face was scratched, and Miyamoto Saburo jumped straight to his feet angrily.
On the contrary, it was Qin Feng, behind his hands.
The expression of enjoyment on his face is incomprehensible.
didn't know that this seemingly ridiculous blow had already allowed Qin Feng to get a treasure.
"Karate, I learned!"