Oshima stood up and looked angrily at Akutagawa Ryuichi who was lying in the ring.

Akutagawa Ryuichi was killed!

Hiroshi Oshima could not accept this bad news for a while, just two or three minutes ago, Wasagawa Ryuichi was still chasing the Chinese with a show of force, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a corpse lying there, and the speed of the reversal of the situation was beyond his ability to accept.

When Hiroshi Oshima was in a daze, Akutagawa Ryuichi's body had already been carried in front of him.

The corpse lay on its back on a stretcher, its white practice uniform covered in scarlet blood on its chest.

The blood flowing from the two nostrils had dried up and turned purple-black, the closed eye sockets had turned blue-black, looking like panda eyes, the muscles on the face were covered with bruise-purple scars, the lips were cracked and opened outward, and the corners of the mouth and chin were covered with blood.

Looking at the unrecognizable and miserable corpse, a burst of anger rose in Oshima Hiroshi's heart, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Hachigaya Road, the despicable Shina people actually dare to kill the Yamato samurai, I, me"

Hiroshi Oshima: I haven't followed up for a long time.

Before the competition, the participants in the competition signed a life and death certificate, and all the consequences in the ring were borne by the individual, and the other party did not need to bear any legal consequences.

If this was not a public place, he would have been desperate to let his thugs rush up and beat Ye Wen in groups.

Calm down, calm down, this is Berlin, and there are a lot of people around, to take into account the honor of the Great Japanese Empire.

Hiroshi Oshima forcibly endured the anger in his patience.

As the first dog leg under Hiroshi Oshima, Inukai Gakutomi saw the anger in Hiroshi Oshima's heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Fujita-kun, the people of Shina killed Akutagawa-kun and humiliated the samurai of the empire fiercely, we can only wash away this shame with the corpse of our opponent, in order to avenge Akutagawa-kun, the second game is for you to play, and the heavy responsibility of saving honor for the empire is entrusted to you." ”

Fujita Tsuyoshi bowed to Hiroshi Oshima and Inukai Gakatomi, then straightened up and said, "I will let the people of Shina know the horror of death." It will also let them know that in front of the noble Yamato nation, they are just a group of sick men of East Asia. ”

Opposite the ring, Ye Wen stepped out of the ring. Be greeted heroically.

Lao Liu and others grabbed him and threw him into the air again and again.

When Ye Wen landed, his white face was already flushed.

"Lao Liu, I killed someone." Ye Wen said.

Lao Liu could see that Ye Wen was uneasy, and the muscles on his red face were twisted. Only then did he remember that it was the first time he had killed someone, and hurriedly spoke to comfort him: "You didn't kill anyone, you killed livestock." Think of those brothers and sisters in the occupied areas of the country, and think of the bestiality that the devil has done. ”

"Lao Liu is right, the devil is an animal, you should treat it as killing a chicken in a restaurant, what is there to worry about? If you have time to care about killing a devil, you might as well care about my game. ”

Chen Zhen's words successfully attracted Lao Liu and Ye Wen's attention to himself.

Ye Wen asked with concern: "Your back injury is not good, and the strength in your leg is greatly reduced." I see that the devil on the other side seems to have muscles in his head, and your battle is not easy to fight. ”

Lao Liu glanced at the Japanese opposite. forcibly squeezed out a smile on his face: "Xiao Chen, we can do this, you go up and compete with that little Japan a few times, and then jump out of the ring to admit defeat, you have a waist injury, no one will say anything about you." In this way, we and Little Japan are tied with one win and one loss, and the final winner is decided by my old Liu. You will fulfill my Lao Liu once, and let me have a chance to be a national hero. ”

"yes, yes, that kind of opportunity doesn't happen very often. You just give Lao Liu a chance to let him live a heroic life. Ye Wen also persuaded.

Chen Zhen's limbs are well-developed and his mind is not simple, he knows that Lao Liu looks like he is competing with him for credit. In fact, it was protecting him.

"I know what's at stake, and I don't want to die. I went up and competed with the little Japan with a muscular brain, and then jumped out of the ring by myself and gave the opportunity to Lao Liu. ”

Ambassador Chen Jie walked up to Chen Zhen, he saw that Chen Zhen was a little duplicitous, and he also opened his mouth to advise: "Ye Wen killed that devil." Winning the game also made the devil lose face in public, and the devil must be in a hurry to take revenge now. If you miss, your life will be in danger, so be sure to protect yourself and never be reckless. If you really want to kill devils, first heal your injuries after the competition, and then apply to be transferred back to China. ”

"Got it, got it, I'll take it when I'll see it." Chen Zhen said disapprerovingly.

Both sides of the duel were mobilizing before the war, Chen Dao looked at the direction of the Japanese team, hoping that Hiroshi Oshima and Inukai Gakutomi would be angered by the death of his subordinates, and make trouble in front of everyone regardless of the rules, who knew that Hiroshi Oshima was not arrogant to the point of desperation, and chose to be patient.

Chen Dao let go of the small disappointment in his heart, and when he saw that the staff had finished cleaning the ring, he no longer whetted the audience's appetite and announced the start of the second game.

Fujita Tsuyoshi and Chen Zhen walked into the ring from both sides, and after saluting each other very perfunctorily, they each put up their hands.

The disbelief on Chen Zhen's face has disappeared, and it has been replaced by a cautious face.

The little Japan on the opposite side can be said to be an alternative among the Japanese, the tall body looks close to one meter nine, and it looks ** from head to toe from the inside out, as Lao Liu and Ye Wen said, this is an opponent who even has muscles in his head.

This is a tough battle, Chen Zhen restrained the tingling pain from his right waist and thought silently.

Chen Zhen looked at Fujita Gang, and Fujita Gang was also looking at him.

Fujita Gang's eyes quickly glanced at Chen Zhen's waist, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He had long noticed Chen Zhen's physical discomfort, and with his rich experience, he determined that Chen Zhen's injury was in his waist.

Fujita Gang shouted angrily and pounced on Chen Zhen, waving his fists to attack Chen Zhen.

Chen Zhen first waved his fists to block, and then switched to dodging with footwork.

This little Japan has so much strength, Chen Zhen felt that Fujita Gang's arms were like two iron rods, knocking his arms painfully.

Fujita Gang attacked quickly, and Chen Zhen dodged faster.

In the high-intensity attack, Fujita Tsuyoshi became more and more excited, and his mouth let out a piercing scream.

Chen Zhen didn't say a word, just dodged and parried Fujita's attack, beads of sweat kept falling down his bronzed face, dripping onto his body and the ground of the ring.

Stimulated by various high-intensity movements such as flashing and moving, Chen Zhen felt as if a steel needle that could be used in his right waist was pierced into his right waist, and this steel needle changed from one to two, and two to four. Four turned into hundreds, and the stinging pain in the heart of the cone spread from the right waist to the right hip and up to the entire right leg.

Under the severe pain, Chen Zhen's right leg trembled uncontrollably. The pace is no longer flexible.

Fujita Gang was keenly aware of Chen Zhen's abnormality, and his eyes showed a bloodthirsty light, and he slammed a few punches, forcing Chen Zhen's footwork to be even more chaotic.

Taking advantage of the moment when Chen Zhen lost his balance, Fujita Tsuyoshi shouted: "Go die." The people of China. ”

The fists of both hands parted, and they grabbed Chen Zhen's neck and belt up and down.

Chen Zhen couldn't dodge and was grabbed by Fujita Gang, and his body involuntarily left the ground and was carried into the air.

Chen Zhen felt dazzled in front of his eyes, and the scene turned sideways.

It turned out that it was Fujita Tsuyoshi who twisted his body with both hands, pulled him down hard, and crashed into the knee of his raised right leg.

What a vicious trick, Chen Daoteng stood up, and Lao Liu, Ye Wen and others also exclaimed.

If this knee hit is solid, Chen Zhen will definitely have a broken spine on the spot, and he will either die or be disabled.

At the last moment. Chen Zhen burst out with a powerful fighting intent.

Lao Tzu is desperate to punch you.

In the light of light, supported by this strong belief, Chen Zhen waved his arms violently, hooked Fujita Tsuyoshi with his left hand to borrow strength, and slammed his right fist into Fujita Gang's face.

Chen Zhen's belief in death turned into a "fist of genius" that disrupted Fujita's tricks.

The right eye was firmly punched, Fujita Gang's eyes went black, and then countless gold stars appeared, and the fatal knee hit back, and his hands reflexively threw Chen Zhen to the ground of the ring.

He leaned back and involuntarily took a few steps back. Shaking his head, rubbing and rubbing for a long time to stop the sharp pain in his eyes.

Although he was lucky enough to dodge the fatal blow, Chen Zhen was not comfortable.

He felt a sharp pain spread from his waist to every corner of his body, and the fall almost broke his bones apart.

Hold the ground with your left hand and cover your waist with your right hand. Chen Zhen stood up with difficulty, his movements slow, like a dying old man.

"Xiao Chen, don't be reckless, come down quickly." Lao Liu rushed to the edge of the ring and shouted hoarsely.

"Old Chen. Heroes don't suffer immediate losses, hurry up and admit defeat. Ye Wen shouted.

Chen Zhen glanced at the red-eyed two people off the court, hesitated for a while, covered his waist and slowly walked towards the east of the ring.

"Fujita-kun, rush up and kill him."

"The man of China will run away, chase after him, and kill him."

To the west of the ring, the likes of Inukai Gakutomi jumped and shouted to Tsuyoshi Fujita.

Fujita just rubbed his painful right eye and looked up at Chen Zhen, the anger in his eyes almost turned into substance.

Throwing off the big stride, Fujita just rushed towards Chen Zhen, who was faltering.

"Watch your back, little Japan is coming up, hurry up." Lao Liu shouted.

Chen Zhen was on guard against Fujita Gang, but he didn't listen to Lao Liu's words and jumped out of the ring, but stood on the edge of the ring and put on a posture to face the battle again.

Seeing Fujita Gang murderously pounce on him, Chen Zhen clenched his teeth, silently calculated the distance between Fujita Gang and himself in his heart, and guessed his next move.

Fujita just rushed in front of Chen Zhen, flew up with his right foot and kicked Chen Zhen in the chest.

Now is the time.

Chen Zhen did not dodge or dodge Fujita's attack, but just crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Withstanding the sharp pain in his waist that was almost broken, Chen Zhen used his left leg as a pillar, his right foot flew up, and his toes turned into a black shadow and teased Fujita's crotch.

Burst the eggs, Luo Huan legs, Chen Zhen roared angrily in his heart.

Like other Japanese, Fujita was born with a pair of hoop legs, like most Japanese, because of the ravages of crotch cloth and the sequelae of perennial kneeling.

Tsuyoshi Fujita's looped leg weakened the length of his leg, allowing him to lose the advantage of the high in this all-too-dead style.

Although Chen Zhen is half a head shorter than Fujita Gang, he has an advantage in body proportion, and his legs are only longer than Fujita Gang.

The two took a kick from each other almost at the same time.

Fujita Tsuyoshi's big foot kicked Chen Zhen's arms, and Chen Zhen felt a huge force surging from that big foot, and his arms hit his chest uncontrollably.

With a muffled snort, Chen Zhen's feet left the ground, his body flew out of the ring upside down, fell to the ground fiercely, and rolled five or six times before stopping.

Almost at the same time, Chen Zhen's right foot toe unbiasedly hooked Fujita's crotch.

"Whew", Fujita just let out a howl that was not like a human voice, covered his eggs with both hands, and fell to the ground clutching his crotch, screaming and rolling around.

There was no sound in the venue, except for the wails of Tsuyoshi Fujita echoing in the gymnasium.

Almost all the men in the stadium, including Hitler and Chen Dao, clamped their legs as if the kick had landed on their crotch.

Ye Wen, Lao Liu and others rushed to Chen Zhen, who was lying on the edge of the ring, but were stopped by the SS who maintained order.

Only then did they realize that the game was not over.

"Little Japan's eggs are bursting, we will win when you return to the stage, stand up."

Hearing the shouts of Lao Liu, Ye Wen and others, Chen Zhen lay on the ground and turned over with difficulty.

The right lower back and right leg were almost out of control, and all that was left was tingling.

The right forearm also thickened, and the skin was covered with bruises, and under the bruises, bursts of pain spread to every cell in the body.

Little Japan's kick was ruthless enough, and eighty percent of this arm was broken, Chen Zhen thought with cracked teeth.

Chen Zhen used his left arm and left leg, which were still intact, to climb out of the ground and stop less than a meter.

The action of turning over took most of the time, and Chen Zhen had just climbed out of less than a meter, and ten seconds had already been exhausted.

This ruthlessness that ended up together is worthy of being a good man of our old Chen family, Chen Dao stood on the sidelines, staring approvingly at Chen Zhen lying on the ground.

"The countdown is over, the Chinese players can't return to the field, it should be the Japanese victory." Heydrich said.

Chen Dao said: "It is true that he was not able to return to the court, but the Japanese player's eggs were kicked and he has lost his combat effectiveness, so I think this game should be a draw." ”

As soon as Chen Dao's words came out, without waiting for Heydrich to answer, he suddenly changed his words and said: "Okay, this is a victory for the Japanese, but don't announce it yet, let them treat the wounded first, and then prepare for the next one." ”

After Chen Dao finished speaking, he suddenly lowered his voice and whispered to Heydrich, who was stunned for a moment, and then lowered his voice

On the east side of the ring, Lao Liu and others gathered around Chen Zhen's stretcher to ask for warmth, but Chen Zhen didn't answer, just smirked.

"At this time, you are still laughing?" Ye Wen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and asked angrily.

"Hehe Fumiko, I guessed right, that little Japanese egg doesn't have muscles in it, just like other men, if you step down, you still burst the egg."

"That little Japanese will definitely not be able to be a man for the rest of his life, you can rest assured to recuperate, and I'll take care of the rest." Lao Liu said.

"Wait a little longer, the duel results haven't come out yet." Chen Zhen said.

On the other side of the ring, Hiroshi Oshima and others also gathered around the "egg crushed man" Tsuyoshi Fujita, anxiously waiting for the result of the duel.

Heydrich walked quickly to the ring and shouted: "Because both sides of the duel are incapacitated, I think the result of the second match is a draw." ”

"I'm against it, it's not fair." Hiroshi Oshima's face changed drastically, and he shouted with his head sticking out. (To be continued.) )xh123