The charter man walked upstairs and said, "This is his choice, we can only bless him." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Husband, when I see Kong Ling, I think of our child, I finally have a favorite disciple, can we only watch him go to death." Tears appeared in the eyes of the charter wife, and it was rare to appear a daughter.

The charter man patted her on the shoulder and said: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, his choice is not wrong, but we also have our choice, when we watched our son be beaten to death in a martial arts competition, this time even if we lose our old life, we can't watch our apprentice die at the hands of the Japanese." ”

"Okay, even if we don't have the skills, our kung fu is still there." The charter lady nodded, and the two of them left with them.

In the square of the Japanese concession in Shanghai, the Japanese invited all the media to publicly shoot Ah Xing, so as to save the face lost a few days ago.

At this time, the place was full of people, Ah Xing was hung on a wooden frame by iron cables, and the dumb girl and the fat boy were also tied to the side, surrounded by Japanese soldiers, all holding submachine guns, and they were all well-equipped special forces.

Seeing so many soldiers, Kong Ling, who was hiding in the crowd, also frowned, if he rushed out and killed some people at most, he would definitely not be able to dodge so many machine gun fires, and he could see bullets in the writing wheel, if the bullets were too dense, he still couldn't dodge.

Even if the Fire Cloud Evil God can catch the bullets, that is also in the case of one or two, so many machine gun fires, and the Fire Cloud Evil God will also be killed.

The Japanese waited until the time reached 12 noon, and the two policemen were asked to execute the execution, and the two people looked at Ah Xing, whose hands and feet were broken, and felt very uncomfortable, they couldn't bear to kill him, but Ah Xing was able to defeat the Japanese samurai and win glory for the country.

A policeman whispered, "If I shoot now, I won't even want to look up in my life." ”

"What's the way, people with backgrounds in the bureau don't want to mix in this troubled water, only the two of us are unlucky enough to be arranged to do this kind of thing, and if we don't do our work, we won't be protected." Another policeman complained helplessly.

At this time, a Japanese officer held up a very small Japanese flag and asked two policemen to prepare. The two raised their guns at Ah Xing, and after the Japanese officer waved his hand down, both policemen couldn't bear to pull the trigger.

The Japanese officer didn't hear the gunshots and shouted: "Yaga, why don't you shoot yet, it's time." ”

One of the policemen lowered his gun and shouted, "I'm not going to do it, it's a big deal not to be a policeman." ”

"Baga, those who disobey military orders are dead, dead." The officer immediately pulled out his pistol and opened fire on the police.

The gunshot rang out, and the policeman was shot through the chest, and he gritted his teeth and scolded angrily: "****, grandpa will pull you back even if he dies." ”

The policeman raised his gun, but as soon as he raised the Japanese soldiers around him, he opened fire, and dozens of bullets pierced the policeman's body, killing him instantly.

The rest of the policeman was so frightened that his hands trembled, and he gritted his teeth and raised his gun at Ah Xing under the gaze of the Japanese, "I am old and young, and the hero can't stand it, anyway, you are dead, why don't you let me give you a ride." ”

At the moment when the police opened fire, Kong Ling jumped out and slapped a palm in the air, and the palm hit the stands of the Japanese officers, these officers were ordinary people, and if they were hit by this palm, they would definitely be killed.

At this time, suddenly a sword qi rushed out from the officer's platform, and the palm print of the Rulai Divine Palm was cut off from the middle, and the sword qi also rushed towards Kong Ling's neck. Kong Ling was taken aback, the person did a backflip in mid-air, and the knife qi rushed over his head, and he was almost beheaded.

I saw an old man in a Japanese samurai uniform jumping out of the stands and standing next to Ah Xing, holding a sword in his right hand and a small knife in his left hand. This person is known as the Japanese sword master, Miyamoto Taro, it is said that he is the descendant of Miyamoto Musashi, and the double sword stream can be said to be the first swordsman in Japan.

"You are Kong Ling, my son ** Ben Yifu died at your hands." Miyamoto Taro's tone was murderous, but he couldn't see that he had a little mood swing at all, and Kong Ling was also secretly shocked by such a master of mood.

"Your son killed so many Chinese in the ring, and it is only a matter of time before he is killed, Your Excellency will not fail to understand the truth that murderers kill people." Kong Ling secretly mentioned his magic energy, ready to attack at any time, and stared at the other party tightly.

"He died in the hands of others because he was not good at learning, no wonder anyone. This time, the old man only challenged Your Excellency on behalf of the Great Japanese Empire. Miyamoto Taro made a samurai salute to Kong Zero, and then pulled out a double-sword stance.

Kong Ling raised his hands and also put on a posture of descending the dragon with eighteen palms, and at this moment, the surrounding Japanese soldiers were all in full formation, forming a big circle, like a ring. Outside there are all watchers and Japanese people on loan in Japan, and of course there are many international reporters in Japan.

Kong Ling understood that this was a trick set by the Japanese, they wanted to defeat themselves in front of the whole world and save face, and they would definitely use this contest to make a big fuss.

Both of them stared at each other, waiting for an opportunity, and after a minute or so, Taro Miyamoto suddenly rushed to the sword and swept it, with a sharp knife aura. Kong Zero immediately jumped up and dodged, and at this time, Miyamoto Taro's small knife stabbed at him.

There is no way to dodge jumping into the air, Kong Ling immediately used the golden bell jar to defend, Xiao Taidao's knife qi hit the golden bell jar, just stopped for a second, the knife qi pierced through the golden bell jar, Kong Ling hurriedly twisted his body in the air, avoiding the vital point, and the knife qi passed through his shoulder.

When his body fell, Miyamoto Taro's sword was already waiting, and the stronger sword qi slashed horizontally, Kong Ling's writing wheel eye saw it, but he was helpless, the other party's double knife flow was much stronger than he thought.

In addition to defense, he didn't have any way, once again the golden bell jar blocked the knife qi, the power of the knife was strong, the small knife was fast, this time he was hit by the knife, the golden bell jar was cut in half, and the hole zero was dodged by an iron plate bridge.

Immediately after Miyamoto Taro's small knife slashed from top to bottom, this time Kong Zero had no chance to dodge, seeing that the blade was about to hit him, he wrote the wheel eye to run with all his might, watching the blade fall, and suddenly slapped the side of the small knife with his right hand, changing the landing point of the knife, and he narrowly avoided it.

Miyamoto Taro showed a look of surprise, it was the first time since he became famous that he was able to touch him with his bare hands, he knew the speed of his knife very well, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be touched by his opponent's hand, which made him think a little higher about Kong Ling again.

This seems simple, it requires very strong eyesight and precision, and there is no shortage of skill, and everything is missing and has to be split in half.

Dodging this fatal blow, Kong Ling immediately backsomered and retreated, and his hands infused with magic energy to shoot out the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, and the dragon-shaped true qi roared out, and the ground that passed through was all cracked.

Miyamoto Taro admired that China had such martial arts, but he only admired martial arts in his eyes, and did not have any indication of Kong Ling's strength.

Fortunately, the power of the sword qi has been greatly weakened, otherwise Kong Ling would have been cut into two pieces this time, but just like that, he was also seriously injured, and the clothes on his chest and stomach were stained red with blood.

Taro Miyamoto's sword aura is so powerful that it is difficult to find a second person in the martial arts in China.