The night in Tokyo is like every city in the world, and it is also a world of lights.

Nightlife is also an important part of urban life, and under the neon lights, a large amount of social wealth is also completed every day. Because the elites who work hard to make money during the day become the masters of spending money at night.

During the day, under the scolding of his superiors, a person who works hard all day as docile as a dog, and at night carries a large amount of money and fills up the uncle in all kinds of consumption places! Man is such a two-sided object.

Aono Tetsumitsu hummed an inaudible tune in his mouth, waved his hand to the woman wearing heavy makeup who had been drinking with him just now, and walked out of the bar door with some shaking.

He drank a lot today.

He is now the instructor of the Black Dragon Society's warhead, and he also has a few people under him.

Compared to the hard days of waking up in the morning for five shifts and practicing three shifts at night in the bitter cold land of Hokkaido, and having to be a grandson for the coach every day, now he feels like he is living in heaven.

Or the person who killed Uchida Wanqiu is right, his own martial arts skills are better mixed there than in the training camp.

Not to mention anything else, his income is now medium in Tokyo, a place full of elites.

He staggered to the taxi stop and reached for a ride.

Although he drove the car when he came, the state he drank today was obviously not suitable for driving. Taxis in Tokyo are incredibly expensive, but for Tetsumitsu Aono today, with his income, they can afford them.

In the distance, a taxi with an empty seat light finally drove up, and Tetsumitsu Aono immediately raised his hand high and called out mutteredly, "Taxi-".

At this moment, several dark shadows suddenly approached him.

Tetsumitsu Aono was alarmed, and when he turned around, he saw that it was several short knives that shimmered with cold light, shining with a strange light in the light. Tetsumitsu Aono knew he should run, but he stumbled on his feet. I didn't listen to the call.

The first cold light pierced his lower abdomen, and he hurriedly reached out to hold it, and couldn't help but hum, "You can't stab—uh-" The snort was interrupted by a sharp pain, and the other person's other knife had already made a rapid puncture and pulling motion from his waist. Tetsumitsu Aono couldn't help but open his mouth, trying to scream.

But another man in black had already pounced from behind him, covering his mouth, and the short knife in his hand flashed cold. Pulled it through his throat and cut it straight away. The air that had been gagged in the mouth recoiled, spurting out of the cut throat, splashing with specks of blood.

The man gently lowered Tetsuo Aono, who was already powerless to struggle, to the ground, and let him lean against the sign at the stop. Then, a few black shadows quickly disappeared into the night.

At the same time, in one of the dojos under the Black Dragon Society, in an empty practice hall. There is only one person practicing at the moment.

Tetsuo Oishi is a martial artist, so his results have always been among the best in Hokkaido's training camp in Uchida Province. Therefore, he has always been a student that Uchida Shoyoshi admires, and even personally instructed him in martial arts.

When Uchida Wanqiu died, he who rushed to Uchida's side at that time was smashed on the head by the person who was thrown by Xie Cunguan.

By the time he got up, Uchida was dead.

When the entire camp was about to flee, he went with the flow. But this experience of failure made Tetsuo Oishi feel very ashamed and felt that he was too useless. So he returned to his hometown, the countryside of Nagano. Practice martial arts.

His parents were originally farmers in Nagano.

But soon, news came that several of his companions had been killed. Because of his good martial arts, several companions in the neighborhood found his house, and everyone finally came to Tokyo together and defected to Funakoshi Jitomi.

Because of his outstanding martial arts, Oishi Tetsuo was naturally valued by the second minister of Funakoshi here.

So he was arranged in this dojo and became the head of the head of the church.

Came here, after earning more. Many of the camp's middle school mates aren't working as hard as they used to.

But Dashi Tiefu is different, even if he is the head of the head coach, he still has not forgotten the shame of being thrown down by Xie Cunguan. When it comes to this, you don't have to worry about food and clothing. Where it is convenient for him to practice every day, he trains harder for himself.

He repeatedly crossed his fists. It is a very quaint Shaolin boxing practice.

At this time, outside the training hall, three pairs of wolf-like eyes were staring at the big stone iron man who was sweating in the hall.

Over and over again, until all the energy in his body was squeezed dry, Oishi Tetsuo took off the vest on his body, and he twisted it with his hand, and the sweat on the vest dripped on the ground. At this time of the day, it is the time when Oishi Tetsuo feels the most fulfilled, and these sweats prove that he has not wasted it today.

He had exhausted his muscles, and his calves stood there, already trembling slightly.

At this moment, the three pairs of eyes outside the practice hall glanced at each other, and one of the people who had a pair of eyes showing anger nodded lightly. As a result, the door of the practice hall was pushed open, and three men in black appeared in front of Dashi Tiefu.

"Dashi Tiefu!" The man with anger in his eyes said with a bloodthirsty excitement: "The seventeenth group of the Black Dragon Warrior Wind Camp was ordered to take your life!"

Unlike the Battle Department of the Tokyo Headquarters of the Black Dragon Society, which is divided into five elements, Uchida Shoyoshi divides his Black Dragon Samurai by the four characters of wind, thunder, lightning and rain.

The Fengzi Battalion was assassinated, the Thunder Battalion attacked head-on, the Electric Battalion specialized in surprise attacks, and the Yuzi Battalion infiltrated intelligence.

The assassination experts sent to Tokyo this time were all assassination experts from the Wind Word Battalion.

These people had already found Dashi Tiefu, but when they found him practicing, they didn't do anything, but watched quietly from the sidelines, waiting until he was tired from practicing, and then came out to make trouble. When Oishi Tetsuo saw these people, he couldn't help but be shocked, as a person in the training camp, he naturally knew what the wind camp did.

After the man in black finished speaking, a cold light flashed in his hand, and he immediately pounced.

As soon as he moved, the other two men also immediately took out their knives and responded from the side, which turned out to be a well-trained coordination tactic. And the man in black who led the way almost instantly, the knife flashed in, and he pounced in front of Dashi Tiefu.

Dashi Tiefu shouted, and shook his right hand to attract people's attention. The left hand is swept up from the bottom to the knife in the opponent's hand. And the left leg below gets up early and kicks the opponent's crotch.

But the man in black didn't dodge, and he didn't even change the direction of the knife.

Oishi Tetsuo's leg kicked the opponent's crotch, but the other party not only was not blocked by his leg, but directly knocked his leg into a change, and the knife in his hand was like a viper, and it hit Oishi Tetsuo's hand. Although it left his heart, it stabbed into his shoulder socket with a thud.

Oishi Tetsuo's body trembled. There was a muffled cry of pain coming from his mouth.

He practiced so solidly that the strength in his body was only enough to support himself to stand, and he couldn't even pull the opponent's hand away.

In his screams of pain, the black-clothed men on the left and right sides had also pounced, and their knives flashed like flashes, and they pierced into his abdomen and waist with two pounces. Oishi Tetsuo only felt that his body had no strength at all. The excessive fatigue made his nerves feel the pain not so clearly, and he didn't even scream, and collapsed to the ground.

The leading man pulled out the knife on his shoulder, and the eyes of Oishi Tetsuo looked at him.

Without saying a word, the man turned behind him, grabbed his jaw with one hand, and the knife slashed over his throat. For a while, the blood was gushing like a spring, and it was still steaming after strenuous exercise.

The three men in black immediately withdrew silently, as if nothing had happened.

The next day. Funakoshi got the news while he was having breakfast, and sat there in great shock.

Because last night alone, nine of the thirteen Hokkaido students who came to join him were killed. The other four, one seriously wounded, had their throats cut open and did not die. It's really an unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

The other two were temporarily assigned the task of protecting the guests, and did not return to the residence at night at all. Instead, he spent the night in the shogunate hall and thus escaped.

Only one person killed a black dragon warrior when he was being hunted down. Under the cover of the crowd, lucky escaped.

The Black Dragon Samurai of Uchida Shoyoshi lurk in Tokyo for a month. After figuring out the rules of life of these people, a sudden blow dealt a heavy blow to Funakoshi Jitomi.

But the real blow was not the tragic situation of nine dead and one wounded, but the first time that Funakoshi Jichen was afraid of the strength of Uchida Shoyoshi.

Because of these people, after defecting to him, he found that the martial arts of these people, in addition to karate, have been exposed to some real fighting techniques in Chinese martial arts, far surpassing his subordinates.

Therefore, these thirteen people were basically entrusted with the position of teaching by him, just to let the Tokyo Black Dragon Society warhead have more martial arts that can be practiced.

But among his subordinates, they are considered to be highly skilled martial artists, but they are only ungraduated cadets in the training camp of Uchida Province.

And under the blow of the black dragon warrior who had matured on the other side, only one of the eleven people was lucky to escape. This difference in combat effectiveness is what shocked him.

Of course, in the current legal society, it is impossible for Uchida to carry out such large-scale assassinations all the time, but if the other party really targets himself and Toyama Yu, what can he do to counter the other party.

Funakoshi stood up and paced slowly around the room.

Inexplicably, the shadow of a person appeared clearly in his mind. What he thought of was Xie Cunguan.

In that meeting, Xie Cunguan knocked down several of his most powerful disciples with a single move. That kind of comfortable appearance made him feel that the other party was not doing his best. At that time, he had the heart to fight, but he didn't make a move.

And later, when some disciples saw some videos of Xie Cunguan communicating with people on the Internet and being called the Martial God, that kind of relaxation made Funakoshi Jichen feel as if the two sides had discussed and were making a show.

But through his relationship, when he contacted a practical master of Songtao Guanliu, the other party told him that when he intersected with Xie Cunguan's arm, he actually felt numb like an electric shock. This surprised Funakoshi Jitomi, but he didn't understand it either.

However, when this situation arose, he thought of this man and his tall disciple.

Maybe they can be bodyguards for themselves and Toushan Xiong! However, the person in my memory is a little high-minded, and I don't know if I can summon it.

However, you have to try! Funakoshi decided to go to Shikoku and Kyushu for another tour.

If you are not good, you will have to invite his disciples to come out!(To be continued)