Uchida Jiyoshi waved his hand, and the black dragon warriors who surrounded Funakoshi Kenyoshi retreated, making room for space.

With the scabbard in his left hand, Uchida Shoyoshi slowly walked towards Kenyoshi Funakoshi, his face gloomy and his eyes gloomy. The long knife in Kenyoshi Funakoshi's hand immediately pointed at Uchida Shoyoshi, he never expected that he would meet Uchida Shoyoshi here.

However, with the progress of Uchida Province, Kenyoshi Funakoshi's face clearly showed a little timidity. It's no wonder that he felt scared, because Uchida Shoyoshi's martial arts skills were legendary to be on the same level as Funakoshi's retain.

Moreover, when the Black Dragon Society was first established and had not yet been divided, Funakoshi had a good relationship with Uchida Shoyoshi, and Funakoshi Kenyoshi also received Uchida Shoyoshi guidance in swordsmanship. But at this moment, the two are already in a relationship with long knives.

Uchida finally stood still, and the long knife in his hand was slowly pulled out.

Just when he was halfway through the long knife, Kenyoshi Funakoshi suddenly bit his teeth, shouted, and took a sudden step forward, and the long knife in his hand was picked at the throat of Uchida Shoyoshi.

Half-crossed!

Uchida's body slanted to the right, and the knife in his hand suddenly accelerated, and when it was unsheathed, he swung the knife and slashed horizontally.

The tip of the knife of Kenyoshi Funakoshi was empty, and he immediately pressed the knife to protect the body, and put the long knife in front of him, like an iron lock across the river. Uchida Jiyoshi slashed at his knife with a horizontal swing, and the blades slashed together, making a loud sound and splashing sparks.

Catching the Uchida Province Yoshiyoshi slashed a knife, Funakoshi Kenyoshi immediately shouldered the knife on his back, dedicated it forward, and forced it forward. The hilt of the knife slammed into Uchida's heart. It seems that Funakoshi Kenyoshi has been in power for so many years, and he has indeed obtained the secret of Funakoshi's martial arts.

You must know that the extremes of things must be reversed, long soldiers must be used for a short time, and short soldiers can be used for a long time before they can be regarded as entering the Tao.

Kenyoshi Funakoshi's dedication, whether it hits Uchida Senyoshi's heart or not, has already entered the body. And as soon as the body entered, Uchida Shoyoshi's knife was squeezed outside the door. At this time. As long as Kenyoshi Funakoshi pulls the knife down and presses the back of the knife with the inside of his shoulder, he can use the strength of his body to directly cut Uchida Shoyoshi's body with the knife.

But the Uchida family's sword techniques are extremely famous in the Japanese martial arts world.

Uchida Shoyoshi is also the leader of the Uchida family, how could he not know his skills.

At that time, Uchida Seiyoshi leaned and twisted his right arm. The long knife swirled clockwise, and his right hand grasped the handle. The left hand is on the right wrist, and the two hands rush upwards like a cannon, rushing to the middle of the hands of Kenyoshi Funakoshi, and lifting the opponent's hands up with the handle and blade, blocking the way of Kenyoshi Funakoshi's buckle shoulder.

The handle of Kenyoshi Funakoshi's upward knife was picked up when the opponent's body was tilted. And the turning knife was held by the other party.

Moreover. Uchida's upward burden also hung up on the handle of his knife, which was equivalent to locking his long knife. With the force of one to one, Funakoshi Kenyoshi naturally refused to leave his chest and abdomen with both hands, because once he left, it would be very dangerous.

Therefore, he couldn't help but fit and fight hard.

While he was resisting, Uchida Shoyoshi held the back of the knife with his left hand, pulled the knife back with his right hand, and the long knife was under the misalignment of both hands, wrapping around Kenyoshi Funakoshi's left wrist. I took a spin.

Kenyoshi Funakoshi couldn't help but scream in pain, and at his left wrist, a blood groove was immediately cut by the blade of the knife. Uchida's long knife pressed against his hands, the blade facing downwards and downwards.

Who can resist this kind of strength, and who dares to resist!

Under the pain, Funakoshi Kenyoshi's hands couldn't help falling, and at this time, Uchida Shikichi's right elbow struck out. An elbow hit him on the side of the jaw, making him dizzy. An elbow from above hit the jaw, and Uchida's knife handle had already been smoothed over. With his hand, he opened his bow and released the arrow, and the hilt of the knife hit the heart of Kenyoshi Funakoshi.

Kenyoshi Funakoshi couldn't help but let out a muffled snort. I just feel distressed.

Uchida's long knife slashed out again, the cold light flashed, the knife was like a match, the blood splashed high, and Kenyoshi Funakoshi's big head flew into the air, and then rolled to the ground.

Looking at Kenyoshi Funakoshi's body, Uchida Shoyoshi suddenly had a trace of regret! He knew that if he went down with this knife, he would be completely opposed to the Tokyo Black Dragon Society.

However, thinking of his most beloved brother Uchida Wanqiu, who he didn't know who had killed him, a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart! He had already sent the most elite Black Dragon Samurai to hunt down those students who had escaped from the training camp.

Although he knew that doing so would definitely attract the attention of the police, he had to do it.

Because he knew that if these people were not punished, then his training camps would have died in name only. In many cases, the importance of rules lies in the fact that they can ensure the trajectory of some things.

"Take everything with you, including personnel!" Uchida commanded.

At this time, an old man who was usually in charge of cleaning in the laboratory and looked quite shrunken, walked up to Uchida and whispered a few words to him.

Uchida's eyes were fixed on a young researcher

With his knife in his hand, he slowly walked over to the researcher's side and said softly, "Shinoda-kun?"

The researcher's face turned pale for a moment, and he looked at the knife in his hand and nodded slightly.

"I know you're from Tokyo! However, we are all members of the Black Dragon Society, and we used to be our own masters, so I won't kill you today! Now I give you two choices: you either leave now, or you are still on this team, but from today on, follow me!"

The young researcher looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, "Okay, I'll be with Uchida-kun!"

It takes about 40 minutes to fly from Tokyo to Sapporo in more than an hour and a half, and then from Sapporo to Otaru.

Shibata Hiroshi and his entourage parked their car in the underground parking lot near Sapporo Airport, picked up the car directly at the airport, and drove to Otaru. Sitting in the car, Shibata Hiroshi looked out the window. In winter, Hokkaido is covered in snow.

His trip to Tokyo was not smooth, and although he relied on the "catalyst of the human locomotor system" to gain some recognition, he made a fuss about Yuko Suzukawa.

By Shibata's side, Shibata Hidejie had a solemn face, the wound on his buttocks had already been dealt with by the doctor, and the shrapnel was bounced off the wall, but it only cut through the flesh, and there was almost no major problem.

But his face was slightly red and swollen, which was smoked by Shibata Hiroshi. It can be seen how hard Shibata Hiroshi fought at that time.

However, Shibata Yingjie did not have the slightest guilt in his heart, he knew that his uncle had loved him more than his father since he was a child, and he was never willing to poke his finger at himself, because he was too competitive and too uncompetitive.

He suddenly had this feeling when he saw Funakoshi Jitomi pounce on Touyama after he fell to the ground.

Because when he saw the tacit understanding between the two people, he also saw his uncle climb up alone, and his gray hair was already visible, and his uncle's eyes were so angry at that time.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that his uncle was not easy, and suddenly his heart was full of guilt. Because of the grenade in Liu Fan's hands twice in a row, and the experience of almost dying twice in a row, let him know how arrogant and ignorant he is.

When Hiroshi Shibata slapped him in the face, he felt a little better. He knew that in that slap, it was not only his uncle's anger at his disgrace, but also a lesson for himself to take unnecessary risks.

The Shibata family was also a big family in the past, but now it is only supported by Shibata Hiroshi. It is not easy for one person to support the façade of a family. Shibata Yingjie knows that his future responsibility is not to fight for the glory of the Shibata family, but to do his best to protect Shibata Hiroshi.

Feeling his nephew's gaze, Shibata Hiroshi turned his head, glanced at Shibata Yingjie, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Shibata shook his head, indicating that it didn't hurt.

"Martial arts are used to do practical things, not to show off!" There was also a driver in the car, Shibata Hiroshi didn't want to say more, but lightly mentioned Shibata Yingjie: "Don't be afraid when you need it, don't show off when you don't need it!" The more you have martial arts, the more you have to keep a low profile. It's like the grenade in the hand of the person today, and when it is used for sale, it can only be heard for a sound, and when it is used, others will be on guard...... Therefore, only the vulgar people who do not understand the true meaning of martial arts will show off their martial arts and equate themselves with a geisha."

Shibata nodded in understanding.

As the car slowly stopped at the door of the laboratory, Shibata Hiroshi suddenly felt home.

In the past, he felt at home in Tokyo, but at that time he always felt unsure, because everything was given by the friendship of Funakoshi Jitomi and Toyama Yu. Later, when I came to Hokkaido, I always felt that Tokyo was the center of power, that it was the place where I should stay, and I felt like I was being assigned.

But at this moment, when he returned to Otaru from Tokyo and returned to the laboratory he had built with his own hands, he suddenly felt a sense of solidity. Because this is your own inheritance, the foundation of the Shibata family!

"It's here!" said Shibata with a heartfelt smile on his face.

Shibata got out of the car and hurriedly walked around the back of the car, wanting to open the door for Shibata Hiroshi. But Shibata Hiroshi was already a little impatient to open the car door and get out of the car.

"This is our laboratory!" Shibata Hiroshi said, pointing to the door under the dimly lit streetlamp. There was a kind of pride in that look. It was after this trip to Tokyo, and then back here, that Shibata Hiroshi realized that whether he wanted to be a citizen or not, his roots were actually here.

Walking to the door, Shibata Hiroshi still wanted to ring the doorbell to call the door, but Shibata Yingjie felt that something was wrong, and stepped forward and pushed it with his hand, but the door was not locked, and it was pushed open directly.

"Uncle!" he cried.

Shibata Hiroshi couldn't help but be stunned, but he still smiled: "These guys are so careless, they don't even lock the door, I must be not there, and we are going to drink flower wine again!"

"What's going on?" Shibata Hiroshi couldn't help but ask, this was a little too unusual. (To be continued)