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"What do you mean?" Nanjo Kisara still frowned a little incomprehensibly and asked.

"In this world, people who practice martial arts can generally be divided into two categories, one is like Xiaoyao's grandfather Kugakan Danqi, and the martial artists who pursue the martial arts of not killing and living human fists like those people in the [Liangshanbo] you have before. One is the murderous boxing martial artists who believe that the true essence of martial arts lies in killing, never taboo killing, and are active in the underground forces around the world. Nari Ito, who was driving the car, explained.

"And the purpose of bringing you out today is to let you see what a real martial artist looks like, and when the opportunity is right, you can fight a martial artist who uses a killing fist."

"This time it's different from the situation in my world where I fought with Chiharu and them, a little careless, but it will kill you." Then, Ito Nari added in a relaxed tone. Then he looked through the rearview mirror and asked Nanjo Kisara softly, "How is Kisara, are you scared?" ”

"Hmph, don't underestimate me." Nanjo Kisara snorted coldly when he heard this, then pushed the back of the chair with both hands, sat back on his back, and turned his head to look at the scene outside the car window that kept sliding backwards.

Seeing this, Ito Nari smiled lightly, didn't stimulate Nanjo Kisara, quietly followed the instructions of the Kugakan, and drove to follow.

After driving quietly for about ten minutes, the car finally stopped slowly not far from the courtyard of an independent duplex villa with a large area.

"Aren't we going in?" Seeing that Ito Nari stopped the car, Kisara Nanjo, who still didn't push the door and got out of the car, asked with a puzzled expression.

"No, wait, our goal is not here." Ito, who was holding the steering wheel with both hands, shook his head slightly.

"Oh." Nanjo Kisara reached out and lightly pressed the small green brimmed hat on his head, and whispered.

More than twenty minutes later, with the sound of an engine, a car slowly moved out of the manor. And after stepping on the road, add to the distance.

"The source wasn't in that car." Looking down at the Kugakan, who was showing the situation on the iPad, he reminded him out loud.

"It's okay, just use them as an example. Let me show you what a real warrior looks like. Ito Nari, who pulled the handbrake and started the car to keep up, said with a smile.

"By the way, Ji Sharo, you have to pay attention to watch later, the other party is a master-level master who uses kicking skills." Then Ito Nari said to Kisara Nanjo.

"Really?" Nanjo Kisaro asked with a slight surprise in his tone.

"Yes." Ito Nari confirmed aloud. Then he slightly recalled the information about the other party in the original book, and opened his mouth to introduce Nanjo Kisaro and Kugakan, "That person's name is Christopher Ekrel, and he is a professional killer who does not use weapons. The organization to which it belongs is a worldwide underground force united by murderous fist warriors [Dark]. ”

"Dark!?" Kugakan said in surprise.

"Little do you want you to know the dark?" Ito-nari looked at Kugakan and asked.

"Well, when I met my grandfather that time, I heard him talk about it." Kugakan was going to reply.

Ito nodded when he heard this, and continued to introduce Christopher's information to the two.

Christopher's martial art, the French leg strike, is a French fighting technique that originated in ancient Greek gladiatorial matches, and is characterized by a particularly large number of foot skills. In modern times, there is a sporty French boxing technique that deducts elbow strikes and throwing strikes. However, Christopher's use can be said to be a murderous French leg attack with the main purpose of destruction! In terms of pure lethality, it's not a little bit stronger than the taekwondo you are practicing now. ”

"Oh." Nanjo Kisara nodded in response.

"That's right. What was the [dark] that you and Sister Freya were talking about? Then Nanjo Kisara looked at Ito Nari and Kugakan with a curious look and asked.

"You're going to have to come into contact with them sooner or later, and it's better to make it clear to you now than to hurt yourself by not knowing enough about his danger." Ito-nari and Kugakan looked at each other and said softly.

"As I said at the time of my release, the martial artists in this world can be divided into two categories. One is the living fist that pursues the martial arts of not killing, and the other is the murderous fist that pursues killing, among which the representative of the living fist is the [Liang Shanbo] with the strongest name. And as a representative of the murder fist, it is an international underground organization that gathers the vast majority of the world's killer fist warriors. ”

"Their sphere of influence is very light, and they have a lot of business, and they basically have business contacts with all countries and well-known businessmen in the world, and the main business is to help the country train the army, help the secret agencies train agents, undertake all kinds of dangerous assassination missions, and send warriors to serve as bodyguards."

"So their influence is so great that in almost every country they have their branches, and the government has a large number of their supporters in high positions, even in the army."

"Internally, [dark] is divided into two major factions, one is the empty-handed group that thinks that the empty hand can be better than the one qiē and does not pursue any external force, and the other is the weapon group that uses weapons and thinks that the weapon is the strongest. Among them, the leaders of the kakute group are led by ten ultimate martial arts experts known as the Nine Fists of the One Shadow, and the Fist Saint Ogata Ichijinsai among the Nine Fists is the mastermind behind your [Ragnarok]. ”

"Ahh Nanjo Kisara, who knew the situation behind Ragnarok for the first time, subconsciously exclaimed.

"In addition, the hostile target [Yomi] designated by you [Ragnarok] when it was founded is also a small group under the [Dark] organization, but unlike [Ragnarok], [Ragnarok] belongs to the private group of the Fist Saint Ogata Ichigasai, while [Yomi] belongs to the collective leadership of the One Shadow Nine Fists, and can be counted as a group of young people who are disciples of their lineage." Ito Nari continued to break the news.

"I see." Kugakan said softly with a sudden face.

"As for why I said that you will have to confront [Dark] sooner or later, it is not only because you are from [Ragnarok] and may become nourishment in the future to be devoured by the disciples chosen by the Fist Saint Ogata Ichijinsai, but also because Kisara you have joined the relationship of the Shinhaku Alliance. You must know that as the general of the new white co-leader, Shirahama Kanichi is an out-and-out disciple of Living Man Fist [Liang Shanbo], and he is destined to be treated as a target. Ito continued.

"But these are all things in the future, and it may not be clear if you and Xiao Yao are still in this world by then." Then Ito's tone changed, and he shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

"Kisara, watch out." At this moment, Ito Nari, who was driving the car, suddenly opened his mouth and whispered.

As Ito's words fell, a man with a sneaker on his foot, tight sweatpants on his lower body, a button-down trench coat on his upper body, and a man with gold hair that looked like an African tied up several slender braids, suddenly jumped down from under the overpass, and kicked in mid-air with a flying kick similar to a triangle kick in karate to the windshield of the car Ito was tracking.

"Click, bang!" Even if it was far away, it could faintly hear the sound of shattering, and the car with the windshield completely shattered hit a wire stalk on the side, and the huge impact made the front of the car instantly form a concave shape.

"It's so strong." From the front window of the car to jump Christopher off the bridge, kick himself, and then turn over and land, the process was all in the eyes of Nanjo Kisara muttered.

Then I saw that the doors on both sides of the broken car were wide open, and two men with black fine hair curls and golden short ones immediately rushed out of the car, and then made their own responses with completely different reactions.

Without hesitation, the short golden man turned and ran towards the flower beside him, while the burly man with the black curly hair was holding a powerful crossbow and shooting at Christopher.

Christopher leaned back and bit the short arrow shot by the man into his mouth.

"Spit on." Christopher, who looked dismissive, opened his mouth and spat the short arrow in his mouth to the ground, then ignored the burly man with fine hair, reached out and tore the door of the back seat of the car off the body.

"Is he human? How could there be that kind of strange power. Nanjo Kisaro looked at Christopher in the distance in disbelief and exclaimed.

It's just that before Ito Cheng answered, Christopher's next move completely shocked Nanjo Kisara.

I saw Christopher, who was standing in place for a moment, suddenly jumped up from the ground and kicked at the car with a sharp kick like Chunli's trick in Street Fighter. Immediately, the two cars seemed to have been smashed by countless hard gravel, and a large number of potholes appeared on the surface of the body, making the whole car look like a broken car that had been dragged out after a landslide.

Naturally, as a target, the fine-haired curly man who hid back in the car was dead under the furious attack.

"Uh......" Nanjo Kisara looked at the scrapped car wordlessly, unable to say a word.

"Huh." At this moment, Christopher's body turned, and he ran out into the distance with a degree that was not inferior to that of a high-moving car.

"See, this is the true appearance and strength of a martial artist." Ito, who watched Christopher's figure disappear into the street, said lightly. Then he stayed where he was and let Kisara Nanjo remember the image of the broken car, and then restarted the car and drove towards the location of the target displayed on the iPad.

"Is that the effect of [qi]?" On the way, Kugakan asked out loud.

"Yes." Ito confirmed.

Kugakan, who had received the answer, nodded and fell silent again. Then none of the three of them spoke, quietly reminiscing about the scene they had seen before.