After I retired from the navy, I became a wife lover

Kick the pavilion?

interesting.

Over the years, he hasn't seen anyone kicking the gym.

Martin hiccupped and chose to sit on the sidelines, intending to watch the play.

It is worth noting that this person is holding a black knife in his hand.

Generally speaking, the black knife is not an ordinary knife, it is very likely to be the legendary black knife infused with the domineering color of the armed color.

These knives are basically famous knives, or have been used by swordsmen.

"It turned out to be Django... What's the matter, everyone eats according to their ability, you dare to come to the gym while my teacher is not around, do you really think I, Jason, are easy to bully?"

As soon as Jason spoke, the group of brothers standing around him all stood up, each of them frowning coldly.

"Does it matter if you are at home or not?" The black youth named Django waved the black knife in his hand lightly without saying a word, full of threats.

"I'm here for you. Don't you claim to be the number one young swordsman in the town? You also said that you have slain a dragon?"

"Just like you, I, Django, don't accept it."

The other party walked towards Jason with big strides.

"Be careful, my chessboard cut can cut people."

Jason raised the knife with both hands, and dealt with it carefully.

"Chessboard chop is not as good as my Black Water Sword."

Django was unmoved, and the two just confronted each other.

Suddenly, Jason swung his knife sharply, Django moved too, and a black light flashed.

Ding!

Jason's blade was knocked back directly, and he even took two steps back. His hands were weak, and he couldn't help showing a look of shock.

"Is this the chessboard cut? That's all."

Django opened his mouth wide open.

"Fuck him, brothers!" Jason ordered.

The disciples of all the surrounding chessboard kendo gyms picked up real knives, ready to fight.

slow!

A tall figure came out slowly: "Didn't you agree to kick the gym? Why are you fighting?"

"Brother Martin, these people are from a kendo gym that just opened nearby. I heard that they are from Heishui Town, and they are very famous."

"This black man named Django is the owner of the Blackwater Kendo Gym. He has provoked our kendo gym several times."

"He threatened to kick the gym, but he would leave after a few rounds every time, and would come when the teacher was away, and then he would ruin the reputation of our kendo gym everywhere, saying that we don't fight with them, and he doesn't know he wants to. how."

Martin smiled: "Oh, that's just right."

Recently, the law and order in Juzi Town has improved, and the sea has become more orderly. Now there are other kendo gyms stationed in the town. This is a good thing to celebrate, but unexpectedly, people moved here to kick the gym.

"Brother Martin, are you going to..." Jason's heart trembled.

"Practice!"

Martin only said two words, and Jason's men immediately understood, retracted their swords and backed away.

Whoops!

Django and the others over there were stunned. They didn't expect such a strong man to come out from the other party.

Is this the owner of the Kendo Gym?

Isn't the other party an old man?

He didn't even have a sword, could it be the thugs invited by the Qipan Kendo Hall?

"Hey, where are you from, haven't you heard the name of Jiang Ge, the Black Water Sword?" a yellow-haired man with a sky-high hair yelled loudly.

Snapped!

A swift slap immediately slapped the yellow hair in a circle, 360 degrees and then another 360 degrees, and then there were stars in his eyes, his whole body felt dizzy, and he sat down on the ground.

"Damn it, you dare to hit my man! I'll kill you in minutes."

Django covered his mouth angrily, and stared at the person in front of him.

"Master, let me clean him up!"

A boy with a bald head stepped forward, heard a slap as soon as he approached, and immediately shook his head like a rattle.

I saw that this person's eyes had become cross-eyed, and they were still spinning.

"Come and chop me up, don't talk nonsense, let me see your strength!"

Martin came in front of the opponent, staring directly at the group of fierce swordsmen.

Django came to kick the gym, and he is not a vegetarian, otherwise he would not dare to bring a group of people to the chessboard and kendo gym to make trouble.

The knife in his hand is not vegetarian.

Immediately, Jiang Ge's knife slashed down, and suddenly chopped on the right arm of the strong man.

He didn't dare to chop off people's heads. After all, there was a security team here, and even if he killed someone, no matter how good he was, he still couldn't escape the bounty.

It's not a problem to get some blood.

rub!

The knife made a solid cut, but Django was stunned.

Because the sharp blade didn't hurt the opponent even a little bit, it just left a white mark on the opponent's arm, not even a hair was hurt.

Did I hold the knife upside down?

Snapped!

With the sound of a clear big mouth, Django fell to the ground, feeling red and hot on his left cheek, half of his neck was almost crooked by the opponent's slap.

"Have you not eaten, kid? If you dare to come out without eating, you need to use force to cut people! Slash hard!"

Martin admonished loudly that the opponent's blade had already reached his hands.

He took a closer look at the black knife, poked it with his fingers, and then squeezed the blade with a sudden force.

There was a ding, and the black blade snapped off.

A group of people stared at each other. What kind of weapon did Django use just now? How could it be broken so easily?

Those who have seen arrogance have never seen such arrogance, even slapped their boss twice in front of them, and even broke the sword that the swordsman regarded as life.

"Brother... Brothers, give it to me!"

Django growled as he crawled.

As the owner of the Black Water Kendo Gym, he has never met anyone who dared to slap him in the face, and even broke his black knife. Grandma, he wants to cut it down.

So a dozen swordsmen began to punch and kick Martin frantically, and all kinds of swords and sticks fell on him.

It's a pity that ten or so swordsmen were stunned and attacked for half an hour. They all collapsed on the ground. Of course, they were not beaten, but they were all too tired.

"A bunch of idiots, why haven't they eaten?"

Martin roared angrily, and from time to time he picked up a few slaps on the ground.

"Look at the sword, the Black Water Sword!"

Django took another knife and displayed his unique skill, and the blade of his own knife turned into a winding black light in an instant and cut out.

rub!

After the black light hit the strong man in front of him, there was no reaction at all. The opponent curled his lips: "Using the rapid twitch produced by the softening of the arm, an attack with a tricky attack angle burst out. The speed and angle are easy to prevent, no wonder it is called Black Water sword."

Martin shouted: "Sword!"

Jason immediately handed over a knife with both hands.

Martin shook his arm, and suddenly a black shadow erupted from the blade, cutting across Django's chest like a whip, tearing all the clothes on his chest.

"Nani, you actually learned my black water sword."

At this moment, Django felt like he was going crazy.

He learned swordsmanship at the age of five, stepped on his peers at the kendo gym at the age of eight, became the first disciple at the age of twelve, and became the owner of the Blackwater Kendo Gym at the age of twenty. He said "Black Water Sword Django"!

He has practiced this black water sword for twenty years, and it is his famous stunt. Once he uses it, almost no swordsman can block it.

Now not only was he blocked, but he was even learned by the other party?

"The Black Water Sword? But that's it..."

Martin shook his head slightly.

His knowledgeable domineering, completely captured the movement of the opponent's knife.

If you are not proficient in paper painting, you must not understand how the opponent uses it to launch an attack.

The principle is not difficult. The iron block can be made into a partial iron block, and the paper painting can also be partially made into a paper painting. The opponent's arm softens the paper painting in an instant at the moment the knife is drawn, and uses muscles to drive the blade. Become a quick slash with tricky angles.

A knife flashed!

Django has a piece of hair chopped off from his head.

There was another flash of knife light, and Django's pants fell directly to the ground.

Another flash of light flashed, and the blade in Django's hand fell to the ground and was disarmed.

The others couldn't understand, so they were dumbfounded.

Seeing this, Jiang Ge knew that he had kicked a big iron plate today.

Fortunately, he has always been able to bend and stretch.

So he simply knelt down to the strong man in front of him, crying and shouting: "Brother, please let me go, I... I know I was wrong."

"Is it wrong? Let's just make the mistake." Martin smiled ferociously, which made Django's chrysanthemum tighten.

"This... this big brother, what do you want?" Jiang Ge boldly asked.

Martin didn't speak, just pointed between his legs.

ah! ?

Jiang Ge's face was ashen, and his heart was like a knife.

The group of tired and paralyzed subordinates were even more frightened, their scalps numb.

did not expect……

Didn't expect this strong man to be that kind of person?

"Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated. I will never succumb to your despotic power."

Under the watchful eyes of all the younger brothers, Django mustered up his courage and said the most cultural words in his life.

Snapped!

He was answered with a big slap, which instantly shattered his brave and righteous expression.

"Brother, I do it, I do it..." Jiang Ge cried, kneeling in front of the opponent's legs, and then looked forward with eyes full of tears, his stomach was overwhelmed.

Then as soon as he gritted his teeth, he stretched out and pulled the opponent's pants.

Snapped!

As a result, Django was kicked in the face as soon as he started, and was kicked out.

Seeing Martin's embarrassed face, he said, "Who the hell told you to take off my pants? I want you guys to attack my crotch to practice. What are you thinking?"

What?

It's not that kind of thing after a long time?

The rest of the people were relieved, as if they had seen the dawn, but Django had passed out.

They didn't know that it was Martin who was the most frightened. He originally wanted to cultivate some iron blocks, so that these provocateurs who had nothing to do would attack their vital parts, show the toughness of a real man, and completely subdue their opponents.

As a result, Jiang Ge took off his pants as soon as he came up, and he was so scared that he almost kicked the opponent to death.

Don't use your brain, I, Martin, am so straightforward, am I the kind of person who likes to go astray?

Pooh!

Rough warrior!