Chapter 227: Long-lasting
Su Ming walked leisurely, like walking into the back garden of his house, looking very casual, even if this was Lao Qi's territory, he didn't care at all.
He stared at Okamoto Shimizu and saw that he was dressed as a samurai, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
He has never had a good impression of these so-called samurai in the island country, not only because of historical reasons, but also because their so-called martial arts spirit is simply a distorted mind.
Seeing that Su Ming and the others were still chasing after him, Lao Qi's lungs were about to explode, but when he thought of Su Ming's skills, his heart sank again!
"What the hell do you want to do!" Lao Qi roared angrily, and he sat there, moving his buttocks, a little restless.
Even if Qing Shui Jun was here, he felt that he had no confidence in his heart.
Hao Yong Okamoto can't hold a punch, he's a master at the Daguan level!
But in front of Su Ming, like a chicken and a dog, he didn't have the slightest power to fight back.
"Come and don't be rude, if you go to Tianhai to visit us, then I will naturally come to the door to return the salute." Su Ming was careless and waved his hand, "As for the gift, I also brought it, and I asked the seventh master to accept it with a smile." β
Su Ming waved his hand, and the iron cannon behind him immediately ran out and took out a ...... from the bag Bell.
He's sent the bell!
Lao Qi's face was even more pale, Su Ming actually wanted to send a bell to himself, isn't this fucking cursing himself to death?
"You're deceiving people too much!" Lao Qi's body trembled.
He wanted to teach Su Ming a lesson, and wanted to prove himself in front of all the bigwigs in the underground circle, but he didn't expect to be humiliated by Su Ming again and again.
He can't swallow this breath!
"Qing Shui-kun, please take action and kill him!" Lao Qi was hysterical, like a ghost, and screamed.
The surrounding bastards all moved, surrounding Su Ming and the others, and not giving them a chance to escape.
Su Ming was not worried at all, he glanced at Qing Shuijun, and said lightly: "I don't care what your intentions are here, but I can tell you, it's okay to keep to yourself, and if you do anything wrong, you will die!" β
Okamoto Qingshui's face changed, and he naturally understood Su Ming's words, and immediately roared: "Arrogance! β
"You hurt my nephew, I haven't settled this account with you yet!" Okamoto Shimizu stepped on clogs, and his face turned cold.
He stared at Su Ming, very vigilant, the person who can defeat his nephew is definitely not weak.
After all, Hao Yong Okamoto is a master at the Daguan level, and it is impossible for ordinary people to win him, and this young man in front of him is not easy to deal with!
"If I'm weaker than him, then I'm dead today, don't say that I bully the weak, people like you are originally bullying the weak and afraid of the hard."
Su Ming didn't care at all, and snorted coldly, "I said don't come to provoke me, but you don't seem to listen to it at all!" β
For people like them, Su Ming has nothing to say at all, Long Xing came to make trouble, he has already made it very clear.
But these people don't teach a long lesson, and they still issue a hunt and kill order to themselves!
"Hugh is going to be rampant!" Okamoto Qingshui did not hesitate, and seeing that Su Ming didn't seem to be ready, he swept out in an instant.
Like a raging wind, the speed is extremely fast!
Whewββ!
Okamoto Shimizu saw the gap in Su Ming's speech and wanted to sneak attack, but he didn't expect that the moment his fist smashed over, Su Ming had disappeared.
A gust of wind set off on the left, and Okamoto Shimizu's face changed greatly, and he immediately raised his hand to block, but it was in vain.
"On the right!" Lao Qi was so anxious that he wanted to jump up.
He just wanted to remind Okamoto Shimizu that it was too late, Su Ming's fist had already smashed over, Okamoto Shimizu twisted his body wildly, stretched out his hand to block it, but was still hit the shoulder, and took several steps back.
Obviously appeared on the left, but suddenly to the right, this guy is even faster than himself!
Okamoto Shimizu reacted immediately, the enemy in front of him is very strong!
Terrifyingly powerful!
He stepped on his clog shoes, reached out and slowly put them on his waist, and held the katana, a hint of murderous intent flashed across his face.
Su Ming was still calm and light, and shook his head: "Sure enough, it's the same as I thought, garbage." β
He thought that this so-called Qing Shui-kun would be more powerful than that fat man, but he didn't expect that it would still be like this.
Even if it is compared to Qi Bai, it is still a little worse.
Su Ming was completely uninterested.
He no longer looked at Okamoto Shimizu, and he didn't take him seriously at all, this kind of person was not worthy of being his opponent.
Feeling Su Ming's contempt, Okamoto Qingshui was even more annoyed: "You are too blind! β
He let out a low roar, pulled out his katana, and rushed out in an instant, holding the knife in both hands, like a madman, and slashed towards Su Ming.
The iron cannon and others standing on the side couldn't help but feel nervous, this bastard, he actually moved the guy!
Lao Qi and the others, but they were excited, Qing Shui Jun's swordsmanship was very powerful, just hack this Su Ming to death!
Everyone stared, not even daring to blink an eye.
Su Ming stood there, his eyes shrunk, and a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, thick and heavy.
Okamoto Shimizu's face changed drastically, his eyes were full of panic, and even the knife in his hand almost fell off.
"Bang!"
No one could see what was going on, Su Ming just raised his hand, put his fingers together into a sword, and slammed it on the katana.
The katana was thrown out and stuck on the pillar on Lao Qi's side, so frightened that he screamed in fright, and his urine almost came out.
And Okamoto Shimizu was stunned, and the whole person couldn't believe that his knife was actually bounced away by Su Ming.
He clearly felt it, there was a breath of qi just now, erupting from Su Ming's fingertips, it was too terrifying!
"Grandmaster ......" Okamoto Shimizu's tone was stiff and trembling, "Martial Arts Grandmaster ......"
What can do this is not a grandmaster!
The people around were also stunned, they didn't see what was going on at all, they just looked at Okamoto Shimizu standing there in a daze, as if he had been stripped of his soul.
Especially Lao Qi, he was so scared that his soul didn't possess his body, how could this be possible!
Even Qing Shui Jun is not Su Ming's opponent? How is this possible!
Iron cannon and others, breathing short, throats are dry!
What happened just now, they didn't see it clearly, Su Ming's speed was too fast, where could a person do this? It's horrible!
Su Ming ignored it and walked straight in front of Okamoto Shimizu, who didn't dare to move again.
The bastards around, some of them were still holding sticks in their hands, looking at the saber, and when they saw Su Ming coming over, they couldn't help but retreat, and they all turned pale.
Is this still a fucking human?
Even the high-flying Shimizu-kun is not an opponent? I'm stunned at the moment!
At this moment, in Su Ming's eyes, he no longer had any interest in Okamoto Shimizu, his strength was even lower than Qi Bai, and Su Ming didn't even need to exert fifty percent of his strength.
He stood there, staring at Lao Qi, who was sitting there with his feet hanging in the air, and his voice was cold: "Come here, come over!" β