The shuriken dart thrown by Kasaka Shiyu was abnormally sharp, just rubbing the edge, as if it had not suffered any obstacles, easily cutting through Marx's trouser leg, and Marx's leg was also scratched with a faint wound.

Then, flying down to the floor behind Marx, half of the 'ten'-shaped dart was inserted into the floor, and I couldn't believe how Kasaka Shiyu sharpened this kunai so sharply.

Of course, Marx's biggest doubt was where Kasaka Shiyu hid these darts.

Not only these darts, but when Marx bowed his head, Kasaka Shiyu didn't know where to come from, so he wanted to come out with chains with sickles and copper balls chained at the front and back ends, and rotated them in his hands.

'Whoosh! Kasaka threw the chains out, and the ball passed between Marx and the old man, and smashed it at the black shadow that had jumped down from the eaves, and it was so fast that it brought with it the sound of a whistling wind.

However, the black shadow that jumped down from the air was not a vegetarian, and in mid-air where it was impossible to dodge, he raised his foot and kicked the copper ball back.

At the same time, he also followed the force on the copper ball, like a milk swallow turning over, crossing an arc in the air, falling to a rockery in the distance, and half-squatting down.

In this small space, in less than half a minute, the two had a very exciting, dazzling fight, from the beginning to the end, they did not touch Marx and the old man, the dart that was shot down is not counted, it is a stray bullet.

And, in fact, if Marx hadn't subconsciously retreated, the downed dart would not have touched Marx's leg.

"Good, good.." When Marx came back to his senses, the fight was over, and Marx was dazzled.

"Ah, I'm just passing by a little bit, why are you so excited..."The black shadow that fell on the rockery said with a smile.

At this time, Marx paid attention to the true face of this black shadow who fought with Kasaka Shiyu, it was a little old man, no, it can't be said to be a little old man, it should be regarded as a middle-aged man.

He is not tall, about 1.6 meters, short in stature, somewhat thin, wearing green clothes, black practice pants, cloth shoes, a black hat on his head, and two thick beards under his mouth and nose.

On the whole, it gives people a very obscene feeling, although he is middle-aged, he looks like a little old man on the outside.

"If you're passing by, what's going on with that weird camera in your hand?" Kasaka Shiyu asked, pointing to the camera in the little old man's hand.

"It's just some scenery, after all, the moonlight is beautiful tonight." The little old man snorted haha.

"The moonlight is beautiful?" Marx subconsciously looked up, only to see that the moon was dark and the wind was high tonight, and the clouds and fog were very heavy, completely blocking the moon, and it was estimated that the moon would not be visible all night.

This little old man really opened his eyes and said nonsense, and he didn't make a draft in his stomach when he lied, so he just said it out of his mouth.

"Ahem, who is this little brother?" The little old man also seemed to feel a little embarrassed, coughed dryly twice, and used Marx's blunt change of topic.

While speaking, the movements of the little old man's hands were not idle, and he took the attack back into his arms, and put the memory card inside safely, and put it away, the speed was extremely fast, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"This little friend's name is Marx, and he is Miyu's savior..."

"His name is Ma Jianxing, he is from China, he is a master of Chinese martial arts, and he is a master of all Chinese boxing techniques." The old man wanted Marx to introduce the little old man.

"Oh, it's Miyu's life-saving benefactor, welcome." Ma Jianxing instantly appeared beside Marx, reached out and grabbed Marx's hand, waving it up and down.

"Well, this little friend still wants to worship Liang Shanbo, and I'm taking him to visit." The old man said, touching his beard.

"Oh, I want to apprentice to Liang Shanbo!" Hearing the old man's words, Ma Jianxing's eyes lit up, holding Marx's hand, and his fingers moved slightly.

"Hello, my name is Marx, and I am also from China." Marx hurriedly said respectfully.

In this foreign land, Marx felt very cordial when he met comrades who were also from China.

I tested my combat effectiveness, and I deserved to be a person who could fight with Kasaka Shiyu, although, it looks like a dirty little old man who is not serious, but the combat power is also amazingly black, and it is a terrifying existence that can play with the Tyrannosaurus rex.

"Oh, your surname is also Ma, maybe, we were a family five hundred years ago, it's really fate..."Ma Jianxing waved Marx's hand, even more enthusiastic.

"Hey! What are you all doing, it's noisy! I can't drink properly!! While the crowd was talking, a very irritable and rude voice rang out.

When Marx heard the sound, he saw that in the front room, the door of one room was opened, and a giant man walked out of the door.

This giant man wears slacks on the lower half of his body, the muscles of his legs hold the pants tightly, and the upper half of the body wears a brown jacket, revealing his thick arms, and a strong and powerful upper body.

A short black hair, with a wisp of sweat, a resolute and powerful face, looking at the stubble on the chin, it should have not been a beard for a while, the eyebrows are upturned like knives, and the bridge of the nose of the face has a horizontal scar that runs through the entire face, and the overall look is very fierce.

The solid muscles on the body, combined with the burly body, give people a lot of oppression.

In particular, at this time, he was still holding a bottle of wine in his hand, exuding the smell of alcohol all over his body, and he was very difficult to provoke at first glance, like a natural violent criminal, which made people dare not approach.

"Who's this little ghost?" The giant man walked out of the room and looked at Marx with a frown.

"Rebel ghost, don't be rude, he is Meiyu's life-saving benefactor, and he is also my Ma family's own family." Ma Jianxing said immediately.

"Oh, Miyu's savior?" The giant man raised his eyebrows, revealing an interested expression.

"That, in fact, I can't be regarded as Miyu's life-saving benefactor, even if I don't make a move, she will be fine." Marx has always been said to be Meiyu's savior, and he was very embarrassed, so he pulled Ma Jianxing and whispered.

"Hello, my name is Marx, and I came to Liangshanbo to apprentice...", Marx then introduced himself to this giant man named Rebel.

"It's quite polite, but I don't accept disciples, if I do accept disciples, I will die in less than three days..."

'Click! As he spoke, the hand of the rebel grabbed the wine bottle with a strong palm, and forcibly crushed the wine bottle, and the remaining wine inside spilled on the floor.