All-in-one Sign

"Master, the Chinese are here, the Chinese are really here."

Seeing the disciple stumble in, Mizutani Kirito, who was meditating in the quiet room, frowned. He angrily scolded his disciple: "The Chinese are coming, Fujita, why are you panicking!"

It was in vain that he was so optimistic about Fujita and cultivated this eldest disciple with all his heart. He usually looked up to Fujita, but he never imagined that he would be so miserable when something really happened.

What he had spent so much time teaching was actually such an embroidered pillow. Mizutani Kirito almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

In anger, he flicked his sleeves and angrily walked towards the front yard.

Mizutani Kirito didn't see it, but Fujita, who was lagging behind, saw that he was irritated, and a smile of success appeared on his face.

Anger is good, but anger will burn away reason, make people become impulsive, and turn things that can be solved with words into conflicts that can only be resolved with fists and kicks.

Last night, Fujita had received a promise from some people that as long as he could provoke a conflict between Xu Ang and the martial arts community in District 11 and make the matter bigger, someone would support him in starting his own business.

Fujita, who was following Mizutani Kirito, looked at his teacher's back and thought to himself: Teacher, don't blame me. If I don't do this, when will I be able to have my own gym. The only thing to blame is that you trained your son as your heir. If I hadn't set up my own business, I would have given my whole life to your family. I have learned 70% to 80% of your skills. Although I cannot establish myself in a big city like Daban, I can still be qualified to be a restaurant owner in a slightly smaller city.

Wouldn't it be nice to be the owner of a hotel, have your own business, and no longer depend on others?

You know, that is what I, Fujita, have always wanted. Now that my dream is about to come true, how can I give up?

Teacher, you can't blame me for dragging Kyokushin Ryu into trouble. Who told you to leave this family business to your son instead of me? It's not my thing anyway, so I don't have to worry about what will become of it.

Mizutani Kirito, who was not aware of his disciple's little thoughts at all, came to the front yard. He saw a confrontation between two parties in the place where students usually practice.

One of them is a disciple of the Taoist gym, and the other is headed by a tall Chinese young man.

Mizutani Kirito is not an old-fashioned person. He also watches TV and pays attention to international events. As Xu Ang is a new super rich man and sports star, how could Kirito Mizutani not know what he looks like.

The first time he saw the tall Chinese young man, Mizutani Kirito recognized his identity.

This Chinese really dares to come!

Mizutani Kirito was surprised by this.

In his impression, rich people are very caring about their lives, and they will never put themselves in danger. The rich have unimaginable wealth. They can solve more than 99% of the world's problems with money. Why should they take risks?

Only the poor are the ones who really risk their lives, because the poor have nothing to lose except a dead life. If you win, you will change your life. If you lose, it will end early, and you will not have to struggle and suffer at the bottom.

Seeing Xu Ang and thinking of the wealthy businessmen and bureaucrats he usually interacted with, Mizutani Kirito felt angry for no reason.

The former is full of energy and vitality, while the latter is conservative, stubborn, decadent and decadent. Isn’t this a true portrayal of the two countries today?

This kind of China is awe-inspiring, and this kind of island country is really worrying.

When Mizutani Kirito thought about the future, he refused to continue thinking about it.

The visible degradation of the future is more terrifying and more despairing than not being able to see the future.

He walked forward angrily and yelled: "Who dares to come to my Kyokushin-ryu to cause trouble?"

After picking his ears, Xu Ang half-opened his eyes and said with a look of displeasure: "I heard that if people's ears don't work well when they are old, they will unconsciously raise their volume when speaking so that they can be heard. You speak so loudly Damn, that’s not what I’m talking about. Tsk, you look like you’re only in your thirties and you’re deaf. It’s really pitiful.”

After saying that, Xu Ang seemed to have just remembered, and he asked: "By the way, who are you?"

"How dare you be rude to my master!"

Mizutani Kirito didn't even have time to get angry at Xu Ang's attitude. Fujita, who was following behind him, his eyes lit up and he secretly said: The opportunity has come.

Then he shouted loudly and rushed out.

Mizutani Kirito was stunned. He didn't expect Fujita to act like this. He stayed for a moment. By the time he reacted, the matter was no longer under his control.

Seeing Fujita charging, the Kyokushin-ryu disciples also followed suit. They relied on their numbers and wanted to drive out the intruders with their numerical superiority.

Except for a very small number of permanent disciples, more than 90% of the students who came to Kyokushin-ryu Gym today woke up early after hearing the news yesterday and wanted to join in the fun.

As mentioned before, Jijinliu adopts a more business-oriented model. Its students are urban white-collar workers and small company leaders who have some spare money. These people are active in order to expand their social circles and make connections. Become a student of the gym. Although they are also practicing the fighting skills of karate, they are not dedicated, so their understanding is still at the level of ordinary people-whoever has more people can win.

People who are just joining in the fun feel that they have an advantage to take advantage of. Once the energy in their hearts rises, even nine cows can't hold it back. One by one, they all screamed and charged after Fujita.

Mizutani Kirito was shocked, and Xu Ang was not surprised.

He didn't even say a word about the scene, and he didn't even explain the situation. He just raised his fists and started fighting. Are all the people in the island country so brave?

So, is this why you have so many passionate comics in District 11?

As expected, the middle two countries cannot use common sense.

conjecture.

Xu Ang took a big step and stood at the front just as Li Ke, Hu Yi and the others stood in front of him.

Seeing Xu Ang at the front, Fujita was ecstatic.

If he beat up this rich Chinese man, things would definitely cause a big fuss, and he would have overfulfilled his task.

Come on, Chinese, give me a beating and my bright future will be secured.

Fujita gritted his teeth and shouted: "Chinese people, die!"

He punched Xu Ang in the abdomen with all his strength - he had no choice but to punch Xu Ang in the chest or even in the face, but his height did not allow it.

However, just because his height is not allowed does not mean that Xu Ang's height is not allowed either.

Xu Ang looked at the guy who was leading the charge with an expressionless face, and didn't see how he moved. His right hand brought out an afterimage.

Snapped!

A slap hit Fujita's face. The huge force made Fujita fly up like a spinning top. After he completed the 360-degree rotation, his feet landed on the ground. His knees went weak and became weak. He knelt down in front of Xu Ang. It can be seen from his blank eyes that he was stunned by Xu Ang's slap. At this time, his brain activated its self-protection function and entered a standby state.

If you don't have the ability to make a lot of noise, you are the one who screams the loudest. My slap is a small punishment but a big warning.

Xu Ang pouted, his arms turned into afterimages, and he slapped the rushing Jizhenliu student.

Usually Xiao Gouzi threatened him with her small slap at home, but today it was Xu Ang's turn to slap him with his big slap.