may be because the profession he engaged in in in his early years was not very sunny, and the muscles on Captain Jin's face are slightly different from ordinary people, that is, the kind of "face full of meat" that ordinary people say. Normally, you can't see anything when he's not smiling, but when he does, the smile on his face looks a little scary.

Of course, Okamoto Hoyuki is not afraid of a cruel smile on his face. Do you think that this guy can openly kill, rob, and humiliate women in a crowded international metropolis, and can raise a war knife to an eighty-year-old man and a baby under the age of one, how can his psychological quality be comparable to that of ordinary people? It's better to say that it's a beast than to lift him up. Jin Feilong's weird smile only made this guy feel a little uncomfortable in his heart, and it was far from scaring him.

"Hehe, are you the co-captain of the Thirteenth Wing, Okamoto Hoyuki Osa?" Jin Feilong stood more than three meters away from the devil Dazuo, and greeted the person opposite with a smile.

"Mine, that is. Who are you? "Okamoto still knows a few words of Chinese, and it can be said that basically all the officers of the Japanese army invading China at that time could speak Chinese, and the difference was only proficiency. Listening to the accent, Okamoto Daisa obviously belongs to the kind of person who is not very proficient in spoken Chinese.

"I am the commander of the 500th Army, my name is Jin Feilong. You can remember, don't go down, the king of Hades asked you who sent you here, and you said you don't know, that's a big trouble! When the time comes, the king of Hades will be unhappy and throw you into the oil pot of Daoshan Mountain, and you will be too late to cry! Jin Feilong is still a warm-hearted person, and he is quite thoughtful for the other party.

This man is so long-winded! Okamoto Osa can't get used to a soldier like Jin Feilong. Also, those who can get used to seeing Jin Feilong, in addition to his Lao Tzu Niang, are probably the people around him. With a casual smile, you can become a fierce man with a cruel smile, and it's really not easy to find a few who are used to him.

"We Imperial Japanese soldiers died in battle, and we will not go to the Yama King Laozi, we are going to the Yasukuni Shrine. Go there to receive incense and worship. "Dazuo's face is arrogant, this is an ignorant Shina man, he doesn't even know about the Yasukuni Shrine, Okamoto Daisa thinks it is necessary to give this Chinese officer a popular science education.

"Huh? It turns out that you devils don't go to the Hades Palace? Yasukuni Shrine? It sounds a bit like a monk's temple. Do you want to be a god in the temple? But I've heard that immortals are all made through cultivation, and like you, I think at most you will be a lonely ghost, right? Well, since you are willing to be a wild ghost in that temple, then I will fulfill you too! Stick your neck over and let me cut it. Cut early and save trouble. Come on! Jin Feilong held the broadsword in both hands, and it was horizontal in mid-air, and the blade was facing the direction of Okamoto Daisa, seemingly waiting for His Excellency Osaku to bring his neck up.

"Yaga!" Okamoto Hoyuki's anger is broken! He is not very proficient in Chinese, but he has absolutely no problem understanding it. He heard and understood what Jin Feilong said clearly, and he wanted to argue with the other party, but he didn't know how to say it, so he had to scold to express his dissatisfaction.

"Yaga? Don't learn how to cry a duck, let's try my freshly sharpened knife! As he spoke, Jin Feilong held a knife in both hands, and stabbed when he was distracted!

Okamoto raised his knife to block, "Dangchang!" "Knock the big knife open, and then raise the knife and split! The two of you go back and forth and fight together.

Japanese swordsmanship may have its own uniqueness, but in the face of the broad and profound Chinese martial arts, it is just one of the small routines that cannot be put on the table, at most it is a different school of swordsmanship.

Although Jin Feilong is not a master in martial arts, he is also an introductory among them, and he usually practices in the morning, plus he is now in the prime of life, his waist is not sore, his legs are not painful, his eyes are not dazzled, his ears are not deaf, and he does not have any chronic diseases on his body, this kung fu looks a little higher, and ordinary people are not his opponents at all.

Okamoto Hoyuki's sword technique is just ordinary, that is, he can perform a few basic movements in kendo. One of the two entered the door, a martial artist in the door, and the other was a devil who could only make a few basic moves and had a bit of brute strength, plus the golden flying dragon of one meter seven or eight was better than Okamoto Hoyuki, who was less than one meter and a half, and had a height advantage of almost one head, and the difference between the two people fighting was obvious.

The two of them originally held knives with both hands, but after three or two rounds passed, Jin Feilong changed to one hand, and fought with this guy, and the two hands were a little too hard.

Holding a knife in his right hand and sweeping thousands of troops, Okamoto Baoyuki held the Japanese knife in both hands to parry, who knew that Jin Feilong was a false move, and the knife did not make much effort, and with Okamoto Baoyuki's parry, the knife swung out. Okamoto Hoyuki wondered that this time it was easy, and Jin Feilong's left foot arrived, "Teng! "Suddenly, it's kicking on the crotch of Okamoto Hoyuki!

"Ahh The kick was a bit hard, and Okamoto Osa stumbled, standing unsteadily and falling to the ground. This guy is also a little experienced, and he rolled on the spot, but he didn't let go of the knife in both hands. About Okamoto Yasuyuki also understands that if the knife is lost, his life will be gone, and he would rather fall and his nose and face will be swollen, and the sword will not let go.

Jin Feilong kicked Okamoto Hoyuki out and rolled away, but he didn't chase after him and cut it, but just watched with a smile on the spot. The knife was handed to his left hand, and his right hand pulled a pistol from his waist. This devil is not his opponent at all, he has already tried just now, and he has warmed up, so he has no interest in continuing to fight with Okamoto Hoyuki. The competition also depends on the object, an old devil like this, there is no need to give him any fair play treatment. Captain Jin is here to kill, and the competition is just a murderous foreplay.

"Smack!" A shot hit the old devil's shoulder, and Okamoto Hoyuki jumped up with a "wow", "Smack!" Another shot went down, and the old devil was also shot in the other arm.

Now Okamoto Osa can't hold the knife, "Be a long one!" The sword fell to the ground, and Okamoto Hoyuki's face changed color.

"Hehe, Okamoto Hoyuki, since you really want to go to that monk temple, then I'll send you there." Jin Feilong kept smiling on his face, inserted his gun, and walked towards Okamoto Hoyuki step by step with a knife in his right hand.

"You, you don't talk about the spirit of the samurai!" The fear in Okamoto's eyes was even stronger.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is not a warrior! Lao Tzu is a soldier and a commander, do you understand? As soon as he heard that this old devil was still talking here when he was dying, Jin Feilong couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and even put away the cruel smile on his face, and stood two steps away from Okamoto Daisa with a murderous face, "Okamoto Baoyuki, you are still the first Dazuo of my Zai, be content!" Remember my name, Golden Dragon! Speaking of which, the knife fell in his hand, "Click! "Suddenly, Okamoto Hoyuki's head rolled to the ground!

"Well done, old gold!" A few hundred meters away, Gao Quan happened to witness the scene of the Golden Flying Dragon Sword slashing Okamoto Hoyuki, and shouted as soon as he was excited. But he had forgotten that it was so far away, how could Captain Jin hear it?