Sometimes the enemy is much less patient than you think???????? ｗ?ｗｗ．

This is the eighth day that Xiang Ji has come to Foshan City, and he has just sent the young people who came to learn art out of the alley, which is a temporary foothold for Xiang Ji in the city.

Chen Yu is the youngest son of Chen Chuanzheng, the owner of Chen's Wing Chun Boxing Gym in Foshan City. And his character also follows his body, he is rough and heroic, so for the family tradition of Wing Chun, Chen Yu can't play well.

Wing Chun emphasizes close short-fighting, and the moves are changeable, flexible in use, with the characteristics of punching elasticity, short bridges and narrow horses, and good at inches, this style of play is to Chen Yu's own life!

So recently, after Xiang Ji was born in the Foshan realm, his father summed it up and simply sent Chen Yu out. Most of the southern fist techniques are clever and exquisite, and this Han boy's natural qualifications are really not suitable for practicing this kind of kung fu. I heard that this mysterious master who has risen recently is very good at practicing kung fu, and it seems to be the way of northern boxing, so it is better to let him contact him, so he can broaden his horizons.

As for Xiang Ji's contact with the martial arts people in the city, he revealed that he intended to instruct the juniors in kung fu, and after passing on a little skill here, the old hall owner sent his youngest son without saying a word. Anyway, this kid can't practice family kung fu well, but he has been tall and strong since he was a child, so maybe he can go better in such a way, why not do it?

This time he really hit the right path, Chen Yuxian really likes this kind of kung fu taught by Xiang Ji, pulling out the mountain and opening up the big and the rough and domineering fighting style is very much to his appetite, and he feels that he has achieved remarkable results after just a few days of practice.

As for Xiang Ji, a cheap master, Chen Yu admires the five-body throw. The master doesn't seem to be a few years older than them, but this skill is so tough, I don't know how many times stronger than them. The master's combat effectiveness is so high, that is one word, strong! In just a few days, people single-handedly swept the major Japanese martial arts halls and dojos in the city, invincible!

Not only that, when I first visited Xiang Ji a few days ago, Chen Yu and these young people were still a little unconvinced. I heard that Xiang Ji himself has infinite strength, but where can these young men who have boasted of their strength and ability to carry the crown since childhood be able to serve them? As a result, they opened their eyes, and they wrestled their wrists, and six or seven strong guys went up together, and they used all their strength to eat, and they couldn't break one of their hands!

After the competition, the master told them that his strength had a lot to do with his family kung fu, and that he had been practicing for 20 years since he was a child to have this kind of strength. In this way, Chen Yu and the others have more energy to practice pulling out the mountain, even if they can't compare to the master in the future, it is good to be able to practice a thousand children and eight hundred catties of strength.

Thinking of this, Chen Yu couldn't help but look back at the Xiang Qi who was standing at the mouth of the alley to bid farewell to them. Hey! The master practiced such a superb kung fu at a young age, what a strange person! Eh, why are there so many people in this alley today? There are no hotels or restaurants here, and it has always been relatively deserted on weekdays.

But today, there are suddenly more young offspring in short clothes on this street. There is also a young girl not far from the master, who looks like a female student who has returned from studying in the East in recent years, and looks pure and moving in a light blue cloth skirt.

Toyo? Hmmm? No!

"Master Xiang, be careful!" A mournful and anxious shout abruptly arose on the quiet side street. And with that, ......

It was already too late to remind him, and three huge gunshots rang out suddenly, and Xiang Ji's sturdy figure fell to the ground at once.

"Kill!" a few young men in short clothes shouted, drawing their narrow knives and pounced on them. The killer closest to Xiang Ji had already stepped to the side of Xiang Ji who had fallen to the ground in two steps, and the long knife slashed at his neck. Hmph! Those who insult the dignity of the Yamato nation and hinder the rise of the Japanese Empire must show it to the public! Let everyone know that this is the end of opposing us!

For the sake of the Japanese killer thought fiercely in his heart, and the Japanese knife in his hand slashed down.

Poof, the air was filled with blood mist......

Human weapons are always on the quest to kill enemies faster and farther, from bows to crossbows.

This trend became even more pronounced with the advent of gunpowder weapons, especially in the short decades of the 19th century, when the development of gunpowder weapons made traditional individual martial arts useless on the battlefield, and became ridiculous and even pathetic. The techniques of combat that originated from battlefield fighting began to decline, and the future world was destined to be the era of gunpowder and steel.

Lieutenant Kazuo Yamaguchi of the Japanese Bamboo Agency is a staunch believer in this theory, and no matter how high the martial arts are, only a small bullet can solve the problem perfectly. For this assassination, Kazuo Yamaguchi specially sent Ryoko Muto, his proud student, to carry a specially modified large-caliber pistol, which perfectly balances the power of the bullet with the recoil and the degree of fire, and can connect three bullets.

The reason why Ryoko Muto, a little girl who is not yet an adult and has not even killed anyone, was sent to carry out the mission was also considered. Based on previous experience, skilled martial artists are particularly sensitive, with their own special sensitivity to hostility and murderous aura. If you let an ordinary killer shoot with a gun, it is likely to alert the target, and once the opponent is prepared, it will not be easy to act in the future.

Some of the top seasoned killers are able to control their killing intent and can carry out the mission of assassinating a skilled warrior. However, the number of such talents is not large, and Foshan City is not the focus of the agency's operation, and there are no such people under him.

And Ryoko Muto has a pure and beautiful appearance, and it is not easy to make the target wary, but she is a natural calm shooter, and her training performance in various subjects is very top-notch. What's even better is that this is her first time on a mission, and her temperament is still childish, almost without the murderous aura that ordinary killers have, all things considered, this is almost the most perfect candidate for this mission.

The operation went well, and the target seemed inexperienced and unfamiliar with the place, with little alertness. Ryoko approached the target smoothly and fired at close range, and the three bullets perfectly hit the target's heart and back.

In order to minimize the possibility of the target's vigilance, he deliberately instructed Ryoko not to aim at the target's head, so as not to attract the attention of the other party. Anyway, with the lethality of a large-caliber pistol, as long as it hits the torso at such a close distance, the target has no hope of survival.

A delighted Yamaguchi Kazuo took the lead, rushing forward with a sword in hand, trying to cut off the target's head. The blade was already on the verge of reaching the target's neck, and Yamaguchi was even more excited as he imagined the corpse's blood gushing out. Burst!

This voice? Kazuo Yamaguchi felt the world spinning, and suddenly his perspective was a little strange, how could this headless corpse with a broken knife be so familiar? Wait, there was a man with a grim face standing next to the corpse, isn't this the target? He's still alive! How is this possible?!

Is that corpse me? I died at the hands of my target! No! How could he still be alive! It was flesh and blood! Or is it true that human martial arts can be cultivated to such an unbelievable height? This is really, a monster!

With doubts and fear, Kazuo Yamaguchi closed his eyes. And the tall figure he saw before he died had already pressed towards Yamaguchi Izunan's subordinates with a heavy aura.

In the frightened and incredible eyes of the Japanese killers, and in the shocked eyes of Chen Yu's little apprentices, a killing began, and the human body's counterattack against gunfire made its debut in this world.