"Cruel?"

Hearing the blonde young man downstairs speak, Li Xiake shook his head and smiled: "You see that they are indeed dying very miserably now, that is, you haven't seen how miserable the people killed by them are." The word cruel does not exist for these gang members. ”

When the young man downstairs spoke, he had to shout at the top of his voice to be sure that he was heard by Li Xiake, but Li Xiake spoke in a normal tone, and his tone was not high, but everyone in the audience heard it clearly.

When the blonde young man felt this, his face changed slightly, and he exclaimed, "You have good internal skills! You said that these people are all gang members? Then you must have come to eliminate violence and peace?"

His body flashed, and he came to a member of the White Lion Gang, and asked, "Dude, are you really gangsters?

The disciple of the White Lion Gang, who was questioned by him, didn't know how to answer for a while, and after being stunned for a moment, he scolded: "Get out of your grandma! Stinky boy, do you want to die?"

In the midst of the scolding, the machete in his hand slashed down at the head of the blonde young man: "Die, you!"

The blonde youth flashed his body, dodging the gang's slash and shouted, "Aha, you guys are really not good things!"

He flew up with a kick, kicked the gang that cut him away, looked up and said to Li Xiake upstairs: "I'm sorry, it's me who is nosy, you can continue to kill these people." ”

He waved his hand to Li Xiake: "There will be a period later!"

Before he could put his arm down, the blond young man's face changed suddenly, and his body suddenly turned forward, and at the moment when he rolled forward, there was suddenly an additional crater where he was standing before.

Then the gunshots rang out, and it seemed that the gunmen of the White Lion Gang were upset with him and attacked him.

"Nima!"

After the blonde youth dodged the shooting, he stood up and looked angry: "Even I want to kill it?

He was carrying a backpack behind his back, and when he turned forward, his right hand had already taken out a nunchucks from the bag, and his body rushed forward, and the nunchucks waved like the wind, like a small electric fan, sweeping towards the White Lion Gang disciples in the scene.

This blonde young man does not make a move, once he shoots, he is extremely fierce and ferocious, the nunchucks in his hands are thrown away, there is no enemy on the scene, every stick is thrown down, there is a person who is knocked out by him, will not break the arm is a broken leg, the hand is very heavy.

It is estimated that he is worried about the shooting of the gunman upstairs, when this person starts to hit someone, his body keeps flashing, he never stays in the same position for a while, he is always moving, sometimes when he is close to the opponent, it is directly an over-the-shoulder fall, and the technique is extremely fast.

Li Xiake was a gym coach in his previous life, and he also knew a lot about martial arts and other fighting methods, so when he saw the beating techniques of this blonde young man, he recognized it: "This kid can even know Japanese judo? Judo is originally a means of the low-martial arts world, in the hands of this kid, the lethality is so strong? Interesting!"

Nunchucks are weapons, as well as very powerful judo methods, and with the long scar on this person's cheek, Li Xiake already knows the identity of the other party.

If there is no accident, this person should be called the "Judo Grinding Boy" Ishiguro Ryu in the original book.

Ishiguro was born in Chinatown abroad, and later practiced judo, became a judo master, and became famous for his stunt of self-created soul chasing fifteen rolls and soul falling piles.

At this time, his nunchucks danced, and the hundreds of White Lion Gang members on the scene were unexpectedly difficult to parry, and they were beaten by him, and the miserable howls continued.

Just when he was beating people, Li Xiake had already thrown all the White Lion Gang upstairs down, and the lucky ones were crippled, and the unlucky ones were killed on the spot.

Just looking at the style of these people, Li Xiake has already concluded that these people do not have any good things, and they will not give in to death.

When Shi Heilong downstairs was beating people, he had to always pay attention to the "flying man" falling from the sky, and he was a little angry: "Hey, hey, hey, pay attention, okay? It's okay to kill these gangsters, don't smash me!"

As he spoke, the nunchucks in his hands danced endlessly, and there were not many members of the White Lion Gang in front of them, who either fled or were beaten down.

When the last gang member at the scene was beaten down, Li Xiake took a step from upstairs, his body stood with his body, like a living immortal, and slowly fell in front of the black dragon, and looked him up and down a few times: "Are you called Shi Heilong?"

Ishiguro was stunned: "You know me?"

Li Xiake smiled: "Is it really you?"

He didn't ask any more questions, nodded to Ishiguro Ryu, and said, "Judo kung fu is okay, but the stick is a little worse." Work hard, I'm optimistic about you!"

Ryu Ishiguro: "...... Who are you? Say I can't do it, why don't you make a comparison?"

Li Xiake glanced at him, reached out and grabbed the nunchucks in his hand, shook them away, and said with a smile: "The material of your stick is not very good!"

Shi Heilong was shocked, when Li Xiake took the nunchucks from him just now, he didn't react at all, and he didn't react until the nunchucks reached Li Xiake's hands.

"This ......"

Shi Heilong glanced at Li Xiake in disbelief: "How did you do it?"

Li Xiake smiled and said, "You can't grasp your own weapons well, I said that you can't do nunchucks, are you still not convinced? Who gave you the confidence?"

Ishiguro's face turned dark, and he shouted: "I was careless just now, you are a little bit unprepared, you give me the stick, let's try again!"

As he spoke, he suddenly felt a tightness in his palm, and when he looked down, he saw that the nunchucks that were still in Li Xiake's hands just now had returned to his hands at some point.

At this moment, Ishiguro Ryu's whole body became stiff, and he was shocked: "What kind of technique is this?

He knew that the difficulty of snatching a weapon from one person was not the same as unwittingly shoving it into someone else's hands.

The man in ancient costume on the opposite side was able to unconsciously return his nunchucks to himself, and naturally he could unconsciously insert a knife into his throat.

When he faced this kind of master, he had no power to fight back at all, and there was no other way than to close his eyes and wait for death.

He was originally traveling the world and preparing to see all kinds of good players, but now when he saw Li Xiake so powerful, he had the idea of apprenticeship, and looked at Li Xiake a few times, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Li Xiake was like an independent and special person in the world, otherwise, why would he wear such ancient clothes?

It seems that only the legendary masters have this kind of quirk in dressing, who would dress up like this in ordinary people?

All kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind, and Shi Heilong moved extremely quickly, turned over and knelt down in front of Li Xiake, and shouted, "Teacher, please teach me kung fu!"

Li Xiake was stunned: "There are still such apprentices?"

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