Chapter 7 Did Your Mother Force You to Be a Traitor?
In the face of the provocation of the Japanese, and even the words "sick man of East Asia", none of these martial arts practitioners present dared to resist, which made Jiang Liulung, who originally wanted to be a spectator, angry.
Especially the people of Jingwumen, on the seventh day of the master Huo Yuanjia, they were provoked, and no one dared to come forward. If it weren't for Chen Zhen who secretly went to the Hongkou Dojo alone later, I'm afraid this matter would have passed. If Huo Yuanjia knew about it, the three-foot grave soil in the northern suburbs cemetery might not be able to suppress the coffin board.
When Jiang Liu was once wandering the streets, he saw all kinds of people, and he also saw cowardly people, but he had never seen such cowardly people.
Moreover, these are still people who practice martial arts? Where is the heart of the warrior? Are these people still worthy of being called warriors?
Therefore, Jiang Liu couldn't help but stand up.
Today, if he couldn't get out of this anger in his heart, Jiang Liu felt that he would be sick.
"Okay, well, this little brother dares to accept the challenge of fighting the samurai of the Japanese Empire, and he has good guts."
Hu Yiyi took two steps back and gave up the place.
One of the Japanese samurai said in a loud voice: "Today, let you, the sick men of East Asia, see how powerful the samurai of the Great Japanese Empire are." β
"Don't talk nonsense, you two, let's go together!"
Jiang Liu's height is much taller than ordinary people, and against these two Japanese, it is like an adult facing a child.
"You pig, a good tone. Let me meet you! β
The Japanese samurai shouted in anger, and with his unique Japanese looped legs, he struck Jiang Liu's chest.
Jiang Liu was furious, but his mind was very calm, this is the ability he has cultivated since childhood, no matter where he is, no matter what happens, he can maintain the clearest thinking.
"Deathβ"
A cold light flashed in Jiang Liu's eyes, and then his waist twisted slightly, and his right leg was pulled out like a whip.
It's his nirvana, splitting the whip leg.
This move, if it is against a master, the leg is too high and the force is too slow, and it is easy to be caught by others.
However, the Japanese are short in stature, short in their hands and feet, and their attack range is naturally short, so if they want to attack the river, they need to spend more time in close quarters than ordinary people.
This just gave the river time to prepare. Therefore, this trick is just right for the short Japanese.
Bang!
Jiang Liu pulled out one leg and landed right on the head of the Japanese samurai, like a big axe from top to bottom, directly chopping the opponent to the ground.
Jiang Liu stepped on the opponent's back, making him struggle but unable to get up, and sneered: "I heard that your Oriental martial arts are learned from Chinese dog boxing, is this move of yours the legendary evil dog poop?" β
The crowd burst into laughter. Although these people did not dare to oppose the Japanese, they were still very happy to see the Japanese being beaten down.
"Yaga!"
Another Japanese scolded and rushed forward with a roar of rage.
"Get out of the way!"
Jiang Liu volleyed, directly kicked the Japanese under his feet and vomited blood, and rolled out like a gourd.
Immediately, Jiang Liu's left foot slammed down, and the whole person jumped up, his knee bent slightly in mid-air, and slammed into the opponent's head.
This move is the flying knee of Muay Thai.
Jiang Liu learned not only sanda in the provincial sanda team, but also jiu-jitsu and Muay Thai. In fact, it is not surprising that in later generations, the martial arts of various countries were widely spread, and everything that was used in the ring would be properly studied. In particular, Muay Thai, which is known for its ferocity, is the object of everyone's competition to learn and imitate.
And Jiang Liu's move of Muay Thai flying knees stunned everyone present, this kind of attack move is simply unheard of.
Especially the Japanese samurai on the opposite side was dumbfounded, almost stunned, and his head didn't have time to react at all, and he rushed into the iron knee of the river.
Bang!
A dull loud bang rang out.
Instantly, the Japanese samurai flew upside down, spurting out a string of blood and teeth in midair. slammed into the ground with a bang, and I didn't know if I was alive or dead.
Everyone clearly saw that the face of this Japanese samurai had been completely deformed, his entire nose had collapsed, and his teeth had fallen out.
"Hiss......"
There were gasps in the field.
These people, who usually only play with hands and pushers, have never seen such a bloody scene. Everyone present looked at each other, thinking about how to deal with such a ferocious move by themselves. Immediately, his back was covered with cold sweat.
And Huo Yuanjia's eldest apprentice Liu Zhensheng frowned deeply, his face was full of displeasure, in his opinion, how could he be so fierce and brutal when the competition was over?
Among the people present, only Chen Zhen's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he seemed to be very interested in Jiang Liu's move just now.
Jiang Liu walked towards Hu Translator step by step. As for the two Japanese samurai on the ground, they had already passed out. Jiang Liu no longer paid attention.
Jiang Liu knew his own means, although these two people did not have to worry about their lives, they were basically invalid. It's not that he doesn't want to be a killer, it's just that there are so many people right now, if he really kills these two Japanese, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out. Jiang Liu had no doubt that someone would use him to curry favor with the Japanese as a means of advancement.
"You...... Don't come here, I'm helping the Japanese......" Hu Yi trembled. He originally brought two Japanese samurai to show off his might, and felt that no one dared to offend the Japanese, but who knows, he actually came out of Jiangliu, the killing god, and even the Japanese were disabled.
"Do you know who I hate the most in my life?"
Jiang Liu stretched out his hand and grabbed Hu Yiyi's collar, and said coldly: "What I hate the most is a traitor!" β
"Kill him, kill this dog traitor!" At the back of the crowd, I don't know who shouted, and then many people followed.
"Don't ......" Hu Yiyi fell to his knees, crying bitterly: "Spare me." I was forced to do things for the Japanese. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child......
The shouting and scolding in the crowd gradually fell silent, and some people couldn't bear it in their hearts, and whispered: "Just let him go once and let him change his ways!" β
Jiang Liu remembered that in the plot, Chen Zhenxin let this guy go, but he was sneak attacked. After taking a closer look, I found that although Hu Yiyi was crying bitterly, a sly smile flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he was suddenly furious: "Let him go? Those who were bullied by foreigners, bullied by traitors, and whose families were ruined, who gave them a chance? β
"You said you were forced." Jiang Liu grabbed Hu Yiyi from the ground and scolded angrily: "Then let me ask you, did your mother force you to be a traitor?" β
"I didn't ...... Didn't ......."
Translator Hu trembled, and before he finished speaking, Jiang Liu's big ears slapped his face, and two teeth flew out directly.
"You said you had a three-year-old."
Jiang Liu slapped him with his backhand again: "Then let me ask you again, did your son force you to be a traitor?" β