"I want to know what these people are doing."

In the Japanese Consulate in Hongkou District, Tsuyoshi Fujita held a piece of paper with his name written on it and threw it in front of the Japanese consul.

The Japanese consul looked down at the white paper on the table and suddenly became angry.

"Why spy on the Japanese?" He excitedly picked up the blank piece of paper with his name written on it, pointed to the name on it and shouted loudly.

Fujita Gang said coldly with an expressionless face: "There are always some fools in this world who don't know the current affairs. ”

Mr. Consul looked at Tsuyoshi Fujita, whose face was extremely cool, and a chill rose in his heart, and then it seemed that he had no choice but to sit on the ground with a decadent face.

At this moment, the sliding door of the room was opened, and Akutagawa Ryuichi appeared in front of the door with a flushed face and a staggering appearance, emitting a strong smell of alcohol from his body.

The Japanese officers and consuls in the room looked at him in surprise.

"I'm sorry I'm late." Akutagawa Ryuichi didn't have the sharpness he had when he competed with Chen Zhen, and he just had a decadent face.

Fujita Gang looked back at him with disdain and showed a mocking smile: "Mr. Akutagawa, you were so stupid by Chen Zhen that you won't even knock on the door, I want you to rest more, and I'm not going to let you participate in this meeting." ”

Akutagawa Ryuichi lowered his body and lay on the tatami mat on his side and laughed a little self-deprecatingly: "I just want to ask you one thing, did our military chief of staff hear about Huo Yuanjia's autopsy?" ”

The consul on the side changed his face and ordered several other Japanese officers, "You guys go out first." ”

"Yes!" After a few people left, there were only three people left in the room: Tsuyoshi Fujita, the consul, and Ryuchi Akutagawa.

Akutagawa Ryu was even more unscrupulous when he saw that everyone was gone, staring at Fujita Tsuyoshi with drunken eyes and shouting loudly: "What's wrong! Is there anything you can't say publicly? Didn't you ask someone to do it? ”

"Ahh The consul on the side couldn't help but exclaim, he also heard the news for the first time.

Fujita just sat in the middle, his eyes didn't even look at the two of them, and he just said to himself.

"The Great Japanese Empire, to this day, has greatly surpassed China in terms of economic, technological, industrial and military power."

The two of them didn't understand why Tsuyoshi Fujita suddenly talked about these things.

Fujita Gang turned his head to look at Akutagawa Ryuichi and his tone became more and more disdainful: "I originally hoped that you martial arts students could break the myth of Chinese martial arts, but unfortunately you are not angry, and we have to intervene." ”

"Despicable!" Akutagawa Ryuichi scolded angrily, this kind of thing insulted the dignity of his warrior and trampled on the spirit of bushido.

Fujita shook his head disappreciatively: "There is an old Chinese saying, the so-called soldiers, do not get tired of cheating. ”

Before he finished speaking, Akutagawa Ryuichi had already stood up with anger on his face: "This sentence is only applicable to you soldiers, not for those of us who practice martial arts." ”

He became excited: "My martial arts competition with Huo Yuanjia was originally dignified, but I was made so despicable by you eagle dogs, you are not worthy of talking about the spirit of bushido." ”

No matter how angry and excited Akutagawa Ryuichi was, Fujita Tsuyoshi still seemed indifferent, which made Akutagawa more and more angry, originally he thought that he had defeated Huo Yuanjia and became famous all over the world, but he didn't want everything to be just a scam.

Of course, Akutagawa Ryuichi can continue to enjoy the prestige and status that deception brings him when this incident does not happen, but he can't, he deceives the whole world, but he can't deceive his warrior heart.

He roared angrily and grabbed Fujita Tsuyoshi by the shoulder, wanting to teach the despicable soldier a lesson.

But what he didn't expect was that Akutagawa had just touched the other party's shoulder, but Fujita dodged and kicked out of the way with a very fast speed on one side.

Suddenly, Akutagawa's body let out a 'click! With a bang, he naturally knew that his ribs had broken at least three under the other party's foot, and he was shocked, how could Fujita Tsuyoshi be so powerful, how could he have such a deep martial arts cultivation.

Then he didn't have a chance to find out the truth, Fujita quickly stood up after kicking, grabbed Akutagawa Ryuichi with both hands and raised it above his head as easily as he grabbed a doll, and then Fujita Tsuyoshi let out a loud cry and slammed it down, his steel-like knees going up at the same time.

A 'click' sound of bone cracking that was louder than just now sounded in the room, and Akutagawa Ryuichi's waist bone was shattered into several pieces by this blow, and Akutagawa didn't even snort and died.

Fujita Tsuyoshi snorted coldly and threw Akutagawa Ryuichi's body on the ground, so frightened that the consul hurriedly flashed back, and then he looked at Akutagawa's corpse and muttered, "Let me tell you what the spirit of bushido is, that is, to forget everything that is wrong, and even to be a historical sinner in order to serve the emperor." ”

The cold voice seemed to tell a truth, but the terrified consul knew that it was just a fallacy of a madman, but he did not dare to refute it, because he knew that Tsuyoshi Fujita was crazy, and there were thousands of crazy people like Tsuyoshi Fujita in Japan.

Early the next morning, in Hongkou District, the two disciples of the Hongkou Dojo opened the door of the dojo, and their expressions suddenly froze when they were talking and laughing.

There was a corpse in front of the gate, and the two of them were shocked in their hearts when they looked closely, because the owner of the corpse was their master Ryuichi Wasagawa, and a piece of Chinese was written on the corpse with a white cloth strip, and the murderer was intolerable, and the signature was Chen Zhen.

At this moment, the entire Hongkou Dojo was boiling.

"The master is dead."

"Master." As the two of them wailed in grief, it alarmed the rest of the dojo.

"It was Chen Zhen who killed the master, and we have to avenge the master." All the disciples picked up their Japanese swords and walked outside.

"Wait a minute, don't go and can't solve it with violence."

Sitting in the middle of the dojo, Fujita Tsuyoshi watched all this silently, and the Japanese consul on the opposite side knew very well what was going on, he didn't want anyone to shed any more blood, so he stood up to stop it.

One of the dojo instructors at the head ignored him but looked at Tsuyoshi Fujita: "Sir! ”

Tsuyoshi Fujita did not answer, nor objected.

The coach knew that he was acquiescing to the behavior of himself and others, and shouted, "Go! Then he rushed out with the disciples of the Hongkou Dojo.

The Japanese consul looked at the departing students, looked at Tsuyoshi Fujita who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai platform, sighed a few times and saw that no one paid attention to him, and finally could only sigh bitterly and hang his head.

On the other side, just as everyone from the Jingwu Sect was cleaning up the yard, Huo Tingen walked in slowly.

"Where did you go yesterday?" Xiaohui stepped forward and asked.

"What about Chen Zhen?" Huo Tingen sat on the bench, his face a little ugly.

"Chen Zhen went out for a run."

"Okay, let him come back and come to me" After saying that, Huo Tingen was about to enter the house, but before he could take a few steps, a disciple's loud shout stopped him.

"Senior brother, senior brother, it's not good, it's not good! The Japanese are coming to kick the gym! ”

The disciple hurriedly ran into the courtyard, shouting loudly, and Huo Tingen was about to reprimand him, when he saw a large number of small Japanese walking in at the door of the Jingwu Gate, each with a katana under his shoulder.

"Calm down!" Huo Tingen stretched out his hand to stop the shouting disciple, his eyes fixed on the group of little Japan.

"Hey! It looks like something is going to happen, go and patrol it" Xiaohui stopped a panicked junior sister. ）

"Oh!" The junior sister nodded, and ran through the back door towards the patrol room.

"What's the matter?" Huo Tingen put his fists behind him and strolled up to meet him.

"Chen Zhen! Where are the people! The tall Japanese man snapped.

Huo Tingen was stunned when he heard that he was coming to find Chen Zhen, and then said, "Chen Zhen...... I don't know, maybe I'm going to fight the Japanese! ”

"Also, I'm a very weird temper, and he's uncomfortable if he doesn't beat the Japanese for a day."

I have to say that this Huo Tingen is very sarcastic, and when he said this, those little Japanese were about to draw their knives and cut him, but the tall Japanese hurriedly stopped: "Wait! ”

"The Chinese are so despicable! Since you sent someone to assassinate our Akutagawa Pavilion Master! ”

"Shhh As soon as Huo Tingen heard this, he gasped, Akutagawa died?

"Japanese are Japanese! Only the wicked will sue first! ”

"Less nonsense! If you don't hand over Chen Zhen to me today, I won't leave! The tall Japanese man was a little annoyed.

"Humph! You came prepared this time, and I don't expect you to leave! Huo Tingen snorted coldly, and as soon as those little Japanese heard this, they immediately felt that something was wrong, and sure enough, Huo Tingen shouted "Close the door!" ”

Almost instantly, all the Jingwu Sect disciples came out of the shadows, and Xiao Japan, who was thinking of winning with numbers, was also stunned all of a sudden, but fortunately, Xiao Japan reacted quickly, and stretched out his knife to jam the main gate when the gate was closed, otherwise, they would have to go out horizontally if they came vertically today.

Huo Tingen's hand was extremely fast, first choked a little Japan who thought about his call, then turned around and kicked it behind him, kicked out a little Japan who wanted to take advantage, and then smashed his fists like a heavy hammer on the back of the little Japan who was choked by him, and instantly knocked the opponent to the ground.

"Stunned ~ stunned ~ stunned" Those little Japanese saw that fist and foot kung fu was not the opponent of the disciples of the Jingwu Sect, and they were ready to go to the knife.

Huo Tingen's face was anxious, and he rushed up with three punches, and the fist hit those little Japanese in the abdomen, and the disciples of the Jingwu Sect saw that the other party was on the knife, can they bear it, it is obviously impossible, so a large group of people rushed over with a weapon more than two meters long, how long is the Japanese sword? At most, it is one meter in size, but whether it is a knife or a spear, it is more than two meters, although there is no blade, but the bright blade is also extremely bluffing, and suddenly the battlefield is one side up, and the little Japanese are not afraid of death, and they are all holding knives and curling together.

"Bump!" With a bang, a Japanese flew in through the door and smashed into the courtyard at once.

"Who are you! Why did you come to my Jingwumen to make trouble! "The person who came was Chen Zhen, who met the senior sister of the newspaper officer halfway.

As soon as he came back, he saw the two disciples lying in front of the Jingwu Gate, and immediately became angry, rushed up and didn't say a word, and punched and kicked the two little Japanese who were guarding the door with a knife, and one Japanese was knocked unconscious to the ground with one punch, and the other was very unfortunate and was kicked into the courtyard by Chen Zhen.

"It's Chen Zhen! Eight Ga Ya Road! When the tall Japanese man saw that Chen Zhen was back, he scolded and slashed over with a knife.

That's a genuine Japanese knife, the blade is extremely sharp, Chen Zhen is not panicked, I saw that his legs were slightly forked, and his body was half shorter, and the Japanese obviously did not react, and slashed on the gate, directly did not go in a centimeter, wanted to cut, but couldn't pull it out for a while, Chen Zhen's simple fists were like a dragon going out to sea, quickly attacked, and hit the Japanese in the chest, and suddenly the Japanese smashed into the pile of Japanese like a cannonball, and smashed into a piece at once.

"Yaga!" At this time, the Japanese had no Jingwu disciples in their eyes, and they all looked at Chen Zhen with red eyes, and suddenly a large group of little Japanese people rushed towards Chen Zhen as if they had knocked on an aphrodisiac.

"Chen Zhen! Pick up the baton!! Huo Tingen shouted, threw the long stick in his hand, Chen Zhen who had a weapon was simply a different person, a long stick danced that was a tiger and a tiger, majestic, the stick killed, every enemy who was hit by Chen Zhen fell to the ground and couldn't stand up for a while.

Wang Yi, who followed him, rushed in with a large group of patrols, and shouted "Hit the Japanese ghosts!" "The gate of the Jingwu Gate was hammered open, and a large group of patrolmen rushed in with guns.

"Don't move!" Xie Patrol shouted, and then seeing that no one listened to him, he raised his gun and released it at the sky.

"Bump!" As soon as a gunshot rang out, both the people from Jingwumen and the people of Little Japan were stunned and looked over.

"Shut down!" The tall Japanese man said as he looked at the patrol team that was eyeing him.

"That's it! You're good to go! Xie Xunzhu stepped forward and said.

"What do you say? Just let them go? Huo Tingen came over panting and asked questioningly.

"Everyone has injuries, I don't think it's better to count it like this....." Before Xie Xun could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the tall Japanese man.

"We're not leaving! Unless they hand over Chen Zhen to us! The tall Japanese man pointed at Chen Zhen and shouted.

Chen Zhen is also at a loss? Didn't I just beat up your owner and beat you up? As for the crowd in such a way?

"This brother, give me some face!" Xie Patrol had good things to say and discussed.

"Face? I don't know what face is! The Japanese said with an arrogant face, and when he said this, he seemed to be ready to fight with the people of Jingwumen.

"I see which of you dares to move!" Xie Xunzhu pointed at the tall Japanese man with a handful of Wang Ba boxes and shouted.

"Old ghost! I don't believe you dare to shoot! ”

"I don't dare shoot, but who knows if this gun will go off! I'll kill whoever moves today! Xie Patrol said that he glanced at the patrolmen behind him: "Take Chen Zhen back!" ”

"Wait! Why take Chen Zhen away! Huo Tingen asked hurriedly.

"Akutagawa Ryuichi was killed last night, I just took Chen Zhen back to investigate," said Xie Xunzhu and the others slowly retreated back with guns.

"Hey! I didn't kill anyone, I didn't kill anyone! Chen Zhen hurriedly explained.

"Take him away!" Xie Patrol didn't listen to any explanation at all, and a mass patrol team wrapped Chen Zhen in it and slowly walked back.