This group of RB people pouted and talked around Liu Zhao, and Liu Zhao stood up with his head up, more than two heads taller than this group of Japanese shorts. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The leg with more than ten years of old disease, still unconscious, Liu Zhao squinted his eyes and stared at this group of short men of the Wei Kingdom, as the most elite warrior of the Huaxia Kingdom, except for the strange force value of Scarface, the rest of the warriors have learned a lot of skills, including language learning, Liu Zhao is proficient in 27 Chinese.

"He is a soldier of the Chinese Nation!" A man with a katana at his waist said.

Liu Zhao looked down at the dog tag hanging around his neck (dog tag: a military identification tag that confirms the identity of a high-ranking soldier in Huaxia. He glanced up at the RB people around him, the identities of these RB people were not simple, and it could be seen from the katana they carried at their waists.

This knife is unpretentious in the sheath, and the edge is exposed!

"Mr. Kato, arrest him, there is a shortage of labor in the fishing grounds." An RB man with a mustache on his chin bent over asked.

"Grab it! Send him to the ranks of slaves managed by Mr. Oda. ”

"Hayi!" Several RB men bowed back to Takashi Kato.

"Yaga! On your knees! The RB man with a mustache on his chin glared at Liu Zhao and shouted.

"Slaves? Do you keep slaves in captivity? Liu Zhao looked at Kato Eagle and blurted out fluent Japanese.

"Do you know Japanese? No matter which country, all the fishermen and refugees who are displaced here must be slaves of our big RB empire! On your knees! Takashi Kato's hand pressed on the hilt.

"Hehe... It's really self-sufficient, the thief's heart is not dead, you dwarfs who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard, as soon as the wind blows, you will resurrect, I will pinch you with one hand!! ”

Liu Zhao moved, he stretched out one hand violently, and grabbed the neck of the RB dwarf standing beside him, and with a sharp tightening of his five fingers, the sound of cracking between his throat bones suddenly sounded.

"Yaga!"

The RB men surrounding Liu Zhao pulled out the katana swords at their waists, and the tips of the knives pointed at Liu Zhao with a cold light.

This well-made katana, only one edge, the curvature is elegant and upturned, the knife posture is symmetrical, the blade is exquisite, and the back part of the knife is thicker, this knife has been integrated into the body of the knife user, you can hate the extreme thoughts of the RB people and all the dross in his culture, but you have to admit two points, their sword skills are very powerful, their samurai spirit, very shameless! It's a cranky affair! Their action movies are memorable, engaging, destructive of food, destruction of forests... Belch... (Note: Deforestation refers to the waste of a large number of high-quality paper resources in the world, especially in the country of China, where the ratio of men to women is seriously imbalanced.) ）

Liu Zhao slowly let go of his palm, and the RB man opened his eyes and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Yaga!" The two sword-wielding warriors were annoyed and angry, and slashed at Liu Zhao with their swords on the left and the right.

Liu Zhao dodged the katana slashed at his shoulder by the man on the left, and just as his body wanted to turn to the right, a pain that hit the nerves came from the inner thigh, until the whole body, Liu Zhao didn't stand firmly, and his shoulder was slashed fiercely.

Blood burst out from his shoulder blades, staining half of Liu Zhao's cheeks.

"Snort, Huaxia soldiers, but that's it." Kato's unruly face was full of disdain.

"Hehe... Really? Liu Zhao violently tore his shirt and wrapped it around his shoulders.

"Yaga! Kneel down and be our slave, Mr. Kato can spare you from dying. An RB samurai with a strip of white cloth wrapped around his head shouted proudly.

Liu Zhao wiped a handful of blood splashed on the corner of his eye, and stomped on the gravel beach with his leg that was more than ten years old, Liu Zhao wanted to restore sensation to his right leg, even if it was a painful sensation...

Because of the force, the sharp and angular gravel pierced into the sole of Liu Zhao's foot, and the gravel was stained with blood flowing from the soles of his feet, and his legs finally had some sense.

"Yaga! Let you kneel, what feet do you stompe? The RB warrior with a white cloth wrapped around his head swung his knife and slashed at Liu Zhao.

Liu Zhao dodged the knife with a short body, a straight fist slammed into the RB samurai's lower abdomen, and the other hand slammed into his wrist holding the knife, and with a fierce press, he snatched the knife from the RB samurai's hand.

"Nani?" The warriors surrounding Liu Zhao stared at each other in shock, and looked at their companions who were knocked down on the gravel beach by Liu Zhao's punch.

"The knives are gone! It's a shame for me to be a big RB bushido! Kato pulled out the katana at his waist and slashed at the RB samurai who had fallen on the gravel beach.

The rest of the RB samurai looked at their companions on the gravel beach, howled and rushed towards Liu Zhao with their swords, their sacred bushido spirit had been severely trampled on!

Liu Zhao's legs were a little shaky, his body was very slow, he slashed to death three RB warriors in a flash, and his body was also slashed more than ten times, Liu Zhao was surrounded by RB warriors like a blood gourd.

"Hahaha... Baga, kneel or not? A Japanese samurai kicked Liu Zhao.

Liu Zhao's eyes had been cut off, he waved the knife in his hand like a madman, and he was suddenly kicked on the waist, he was like a mountain that collapsed with a bang, and he threw himself straight on the gravel beach, between his knees, he never bent it!

"Hmph... C Nima's! Liu Zhao spat out the blood foam in his mouth, stood up with a knife, and slashed behind him.

"Hahaha... Blind, still want to use a knife? An RB warrior laughed and slashed at Liu Zhao's knife-holding hand, the sharp blade slashing through the ligaments, and a canopy of blood shot out in an instant.

The severed hand that landed on the gravel beach was still holding the knife tightly in his hand.

"Get on your knees!" The RB warrior shouted again, and he didn't believe that the blind Chinese soldier still knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Hmph... On your knees? C Nima's, you think too much. Liu Zhao shook his head, his mind had already begun to blur.

"Yaga, get on your knees!" An RB warrior swung his sword and slashed at Liu Zhao's back.

Liu Zhao's body was like a ship swaying in the stormy seas, although he kept shaking, but those two legs just refused to bend.

The RB warriors stabbed me like a monkey, and kept cursing in their mouths, just to make Liu Zhao kneel at their feet, this slave island, there are more than 4,000 fishermen from all over the world who fled in captivity, and they have never met someone who would rather die than kneel at their feet!

"Yaga!" An RB samurai seemed to have lost his patience to tease Liu Zhao, threw down the katana in his hand, raised his hand and pressed it on Liu Zhao's shoulder, and kicked it into the popliteal socket behind Liu Zhao's knee.

"Yaga!"

Liu Zhao's legs were stretched straight, stunned and not bent at all, the RB warrior waved his hand and called two companions, the two pressed Liu Zhao's shoulders one left and one right, the RB warrior stood five meters behind Liu Zhao, the strength of his whole body gathered on his feet, a sprint, flew up and kicked Liu Zhao's legs fiercely.

Liu Zhao's knees finally couldn't withstand such a huge impact, and his legs bent and knelt on the gravel beach...