Chapter Forty-Eight: The Humble Shina

The bodyguard Zhou Dali also smiled, and he was also happy that Michiko was able to peacefully solve the matter of Zhuzhu's drug trafficking with Uncle Feng and the others.

Jiang Feng had a sneer on his face.

Michiko and bodyguard Zhou Dali, two little devils, came to Huaxia to sell drugs, and drug trafficking also used evil magic to manipulate Zhuzhu's corpse to do whatever he wanted.

Their behavior was detected by the police, and when they met Uncle Feng, who was skilled in Taoism, they wanted to use money to solve the matter.

In their eyes, everything is worthless, and human life can be bought with money.

But soon their smiles stiffened on their faces, and Uncle Feng's face was gloomy as water.

Jiang Feng glanced at Zhou Dali, then turned back to stare at Michiko, showed a mocking smile, and said disdainfully: "Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, you island people rampant in China, slaughtering our Chinese people, after the defeat, you didn't stay in the Wa country well, but came to China to be powerful, tsk... You islanders are really cheap bones..."

Uncle Feng pondered for a while and said, "Miss Michiko's use of evil arts to trade drugs has violated the rules of self-cultivation of cultivators, and it stands to reason that she should abolish her cultivation..."

Hearing that Uncle Feng meant that he wanted to abolish the cultivation himself, and also let himself and others go to the police station to turn himself in, Uncle Feng's tone was so big.

Michiko and bodyguard Zhou Dali's faces sank.

"Humph! Yaga! ”

Zhou Dali scolded a bastard in Japanese, snorted coldly, stepped forward with his left foot, stepped on the ground, and the ground shook.

Crunch!

With a slight tremor on the ground, Zhou Dali raised his foot again, revealing a deep footprint on the ground.

He clasped his hands over his chest, his eyes defiant.

When Uncle Feng saw this scene, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils suddenly.

Jiang Feng was also a little dumbfounded, and he was surprised in his heart.

Even if you know that Zhou Dali's combat effectiveness should not be low.

But now that he saw Zhou Dali so powerful, how could Jiang Feng not be shocked in his heart.

As soon as he thought that he didn't know kung fu except for having the power of the supernatural mind, Jiang Feng felt that cold sweat was oozing from his forehead, and he was full of pressure.

For a while, he would definitely deal with Zhou Dali by himself, and then take time out to let Uncle Feng go all out to deal with Michiko, thinking of this, Jiang Feng felt a little heavy.

After all, this is the explosive and powerful "Billy Zhou", who can kill people with one look.

Uncle Feng looked at Jiang Feng with some worry in his eyes.

After all, he also saw that Zhou Dali was a practitioner, and his kung fu foundation was not weak.

Jiang Feng gritted his teeth and replied in a low voice: "Don't worry, Uncle Feng, I will deal with it carefully." ”

These days, his mental power has increased, and because of his cultivation, he is no longer the same as before.

Jiang Feng is still sure to deal with Zhou Dali, and in addition, although he doesn't know kung fu, he has a trick.

That is the "please magic technique" in Maoshan Technique! ”

Uncle Feng nodded and advised, "Be careful, pay attention to safety!" ”

"Good!"

After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he looked at Michiko, but saw that Michiko was looking at them with a smile at this time.

"Your Excellency's request, forgive Michiko for not being able to do it, one million Hong Kong dollars, this is my bottom line, I hope we don't make things stiff...."Michiko said with a red line with both hands.

Grabbing the two ends of the red thread was suddenly straightened by her, her eyes sharpened, and she aimed directly at the jade bottle on the table, and with a stabbing sound, the jade bottle was divided into two by the red thread from top to bottom.

This hand shows her good cultivation.

Uncle Feng's eyes were calm and waveless, and Michiko was secretly annoyed, but she didn't expect Uncle Feng to be so uninteresting.

Seeing that things could not be discussed, she turned her head slightly, looked at Zhou Dali, and motioned for Zhou Dali to solve Jiang Feng.

Zhou Dali immediately understood what Michiko meant, looked at Jiang Feng, the corners of his mouth hooked a sneer, and he hooked his index finger to Jiang Feng very arrogantly.

That undoubtedly meant that he was saying that he let Jiang Feng take action by himself, and he let Jiang Feng go, not wanting to let go of his identity to take the initiative to deal with Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng was a little speechless in his heart, this is really good at pretending.

However, the other party does have the qualifications to pretend to be forced.

While being unhappy, Jiang Feng looked back at the score, and finally walked out of the room with Zhou Dali.

The Japanese are very particular about the spirit of bushido, and they also pay attention to the occasion in the fight, and there are Uncle Kaze and Michiko in the wing room "Negotiating!" ”

Jiang Feng was also quite bold, and in the face of Zhou Dali's initiative to walk out of the room, he also walked out, he wanted to see the other party and make any tricks.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that he had special abilities and learned some Taoist techniques, and had a vajra talisman to protect himself, Jiang Feng probably wouldn't have gone out with the other party when he was killed, he was looking for death.

Although it is very shameful for Zhou Dali to play the spirit of martial arts, compared to fighting, Jiang Feng prefers to directly start without saying a word, but now that people are playing the spirit of martial arts with you, Jiang Feng also wants to see how the Maoshan technique he has recently learned is.

Not to mention that Uncle Feng and Michiko fought as monks, but Jiang Feng and Zhou Dali left the villa and came to stand in the courtyard of the villa.

Zhou Dali looked at Jiang Feng with a "calm" face, squinted his eyes and smiled, he saw the trace of nervousness in Jiang Feng's eyes.

For prey, his acuity has always been accurate.

He smiled coldly, stared at Jiang Feng for a moment, and said slowly: "Zhina, as a martial artist with a noble bushido spirit, I let you take the initiative to do it yourself..."

Jiang Feng stared at the other party, made a defensive posture, his legs were spread, his hands were blocked in front of his chest, hearing this, he couldn't help but sneer, cut off, and mocked: "Little devil, there is a kind of you do it yourself, what kind of bushido spirit do you, in my opinion, it's bullshit..."

Jiang Feng didn't know what words to use to scold the other party, but the other party was Japanese, which was a sure thing.

Jiang Feng has never had a good impression of the Japanese.

Especially his grandfather's generation, it was precisely because he was hunted down and killed by the little devils that he died tragically.

Jiang Feng is naturally very unhappy with the little devils in the movie world.

Seeing that Jiang Feng didn't take himself in his eyes at all, and his attitude was sarcastic, Zhou Dali's face was furious, and the classic lines scolded: "Baga, go die, despicable Zhina..."

He punched directly at Jiang Feng's face, and there was no room for negotiation at all.

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

The whirring wind made a popping sound because of the speed of his punch, and this punch hit Jiang Feng's face.

Not to mention that Jiang Feng is not dead, but being beaten to a concussion is a must.

Jiang Feng's face was shocked, and he hurriedly subconsciously bent sideways to dodge.

Zhou Dali sneered, retracted his fist, and directly raised his right leg and swept towards Jiang Feng.

Boom!

Although Jiang Feng tried his best to dodge, he had never learned martial arts after all, and his reaction speed was not at all the opponent of Zhou Dali, a Japanese devil.

This time, even though he could dodge Zhou Dali's punch, he was hit hard by Zhou Dali's buttocks.