He Zifeng's words made the atmosphere of the whole scene stagnate, but then an extremely violent atmosphere erupted.

This is a message that has been suppressed for a long time from the depths of the heart, and it is also a cry from the deepest part of the hearts of the Chinese people.

"Kill it, kill it!"

This sounds like a simple sentence, but it spit out the resentment in the hearts of all the Chinese present.

Roars, shouts, cheers.

The whole street was filled, the flow of people began to stir, and several Japanese military personnel on the stage had already stood up, and in the face of such a torrent, all the manpower seemed so small, they were afraid, and even trembled.

The defense line formed by the gendarmerie was attacked again and again, and He Zifeng stood quietly on the stage and watched, his expression was very indifferent, but his eyes were hot.

He once told the Seventh Master that the current He Zifeng, you don't need to look at your face when you beat someone!

Now that he has full fledgling, all he has to do is to make things happen, to make Shanghai Beach restless, to put everything on the bright side, to attract everyone's attention, only in this way is the best support for underground work.

Kikuchi Ryubei roared, it was superfluous to say anything at this time, the situation was urgent, he had to attract the attention of the onlookers, and this was the only effective way.

Therefore, he didn't think about it, his shoulders shook slightly, and the whole person rushed towards He Zifeng, the Black Dragon Club had already lost two games, and the last game was no longer meaningless.

Moreover, He Zifeng's cruel words have been released, the weapon test is extremely dangerous, and he is really afraid that his people will not be able to compare with the golden generation of the Green Gang, and finally fall into the sand on this so-called competition.

Kikuchi Longbei came quickly, and He Zifeng retreated quickly, but he only took one step back, and with the momentum of retreating, he suddenly burst out of the momentum of one advance.

Between one weak and one strong, Kikuchi Longbei felt that his breath was stagnant.

He Zifeng's sudden burst of momentum was like a tiger descending from the mountain, giving people a feeling of being unstoppable.

When Kikuchi Longbei pounced, a straight punch had already been swung, and He Zifeng not only let this punch pass by that retreat, but then burst into Kikuchi Longbei before he could react.

That's right, just hit it, like a heavy truck!

"Drink!"

In desperation, Kikuchi Longbei's shoulders sank, and while his castration had not subsided, he collided heavily with He Zifeng.

"Boom!"

A dull sound came, He Zifeng's body shook and took half a step back, while Kikuchi Longbei "Kick, kick, star, kick!" He retreated and retreated, and he took seven steps back before stopping.

This collision made the crowd below a little quieter, and the people in front burst into cheers, which also caused the people behind to start looking up at the movement on the stage.

"What a strong force!"

Kikuchi Longbei's eyes instantly widened, he looked at He Zifeng carefully, lean figure, not tall, how could such a person burst out with such amazing strength?

But facts are facts, and Kikuchi Ryubei can't think too much, on the right side of the ring, Kato Yuya's eyes also narrowed, and He Zifeng's bump just now reminded him of the night when Shiichiro Tanaka died, and the man in the long coat also made similar actions under his nose.

The difference is that He Zifeng's movements are more powerful.

"President Kikuchi's reaction is very quick!"

"He Sang's strength is also very strong!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and immediately rushed to each other, and the audience instantly fell silent, and only the sound of fists and feet came from the stage.

The Eight King Kongs stood in front, looking at it, their eyes were full of excitement, they knew He Zifeng's skills very well, after such a long time, several people thought that He Zifeng even hid his back hand, they hoped that Kikuchi Longbei could force He Zifeng's hole cards out, but at the same time, they hoped that He Zifeng could easily defeat the opponent.

It's an unusually ambivalent psychology.

He Zifeng naturally didn't know what the Eight King Kong was thinking at the moment, his legs were sliding on the ground quickly, Kikuchi Longbei's brows furrowed, he couldn't see the movements of He Zifeng's legs at all, and he couldn't even predict the direction of his legs.

The young officer, who had been by Takumi Umekutsu's side, suddenly stood up, and he looked at He Zifeng on the stage, his eyes were solemn.

"Chiba-kun, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, Your Excellency, it's nothing, I'm just curious." Chiba Koji pulled the corners of his mouth: "This He Zifeng's leg method seems to be the shadow of our Beichen family." ”

"Oh?" Takumi Umekutsu tilted his head, he didn't understand martial arts, but the origin of Koji Chiba was not simple.

At the end of the Japanese shogunate period, the three major kendo schools led the way, the Beichen One Sword Stream, the Shinto Wunian Stream, and the Mirror Heart Wise Stream, which can be said to be known to everyone and everyone.

The founder of the Kitasho Ichito-ryu was the Chiba family, and the Genbu Hall, where the family taught kendo, was highly valued during the Meiji Restoration, and the Chiba family was one of the most powerful and prestigious families in Japan.

Many people may have a misunderstanding of kendo.

The so-called kendo, the skill is not only in the sword, but also in the fist and foot kung fu, so as soon as He Zifeng's movements were revealed, Chiba Koji was a little unable to sit still.

And at this moment, the competition on the stage also entered a white heat, at that moment, He Zifeng kicked five kicks in a row, and no matter how fast Kikuchi Longbei reacted, he could only block three kicks.

He Zifeng flew a three-stage kick, Kikuchi Longbei only blocked once, the second time he was kicked in the abdomen, and the third heavy foot stomped on his chest.

The huge force made Kikuchi Longbei scream, and the whole person flew straight out, slammed into a pillar in the ring, and then rebounded back and fell heavily to the ground.

"Eight Tooth Road!"

The sharp pain made Kikuchi Ryubei's eyes red, and he jumped up from the ground suddenly, then turned around, reached out and pulled out a narrow katana from the waist of a member of the Black Dragon Society next to him, and rushed towards He Zifeng.

The crowd of onlookers in the audience let out an exclamation, and some people shouted shamelessly, but Kikuchi Longbei had long been deaf to this, he only had He Zifeng in his eyes now, and he understood very well that only by defeating He Zifeng, then the development of the Black Dragon Society in Shanghai could be carried out smoothly, and the follow-up work of the Black Dragon Society could be carried out.

As the youngest president of the Black Dragon Society, he could not allow himself to fail at the first step.

So, this person in front of him, he must die!