All-in-one Sign

The puppies are happy.

Brother's big slap finally stopped staring at their little butts and began to fall on other people's faces. They couldn't be unhappy.

Finally, someone shared their brother's slap for them, even though that person was a bad guy.

Xiaoxiao raised her little slap and cheered for her brother: "Brother, come on, beat the bad guys, piapiapia"

Xiao Qingzi also jumped along, shouting words that she might not understand even if she heard them.

They were super excited when their big brother beat up bad guys.

Sisi and An Qiqian were troubled by the restlessness of these two children. They had to be on guard at all times to prevent the two little ones from being too excited and jumping onto the ring without noticing.

"Xiao Qingzi, look, my brother is super powerful."

Xiao Gouzi started to praise his brother.

Xiao Qingzi nodded her little head, her little face full of approval: "Well, my brother is the best."

Xiao Gouzi pointed at Mizutani Kirito again: "The villain is so stupid."

She tested it countless times with her little butt. Her brother's slap didn't hurt. It just looked scary and sounded bluffing, but the actual damage was limited. However, such a slap made Mizutani Kirito's face swollen. Mizutani Kirito was nothing but an idiot.

Xiao Gouzi, who had never thought that a bad guy could be such a weakling, even thought it would be okay to have sex with me.

Her little slap can also defeat the opponent.

So, Xiao Gouzi was eager to give it a try.

An Qianxi hugged her quickly and said: "Forget it, forget it, your brother has already beaten him into such a bad shape. If you go up and beat him again, others will gossip and say that you two brothers and sisters are bullying others."

After her persuasion, Xiao Gouzi angrily gave up his idea of ​​sex.

Both sides of the face were slapped by Xu Ang. Although Mizutani Kirito did not fall, he felt more uncomfortable than falling.

He staggers around with a swollen pig-headed face and embarrasses himself in front of the audience all over the world. This is worse than killing him.

My reputation and the glory of the Mizutani family are gone, all gone!

Looking at Xu Ang, his eyes were full of hatred. Kirito Mizutani wished he could kill this Chinese.

"It's you!"

"It's you who made me so embarrassed, and it's you who made my life a shame. You humiliated me and insulted my family's honor. I want you to die!"

Shouting at Xu Ang hysterically, Mizutani Kirito looked like a madman.

Of course, this is under the premise that he is not carrying a pig's head.

Otherwise, it will just make people feel funny and make them laugh out loud.

Xu Ang pouted: "You can't afford to lose now? Let me ask you, who tried to attack me at the airport? You dare to provoke trouble but don't have the courage to bear the consequences? You warriors in District 11 are so responsible, no wonder It's getting more and more useless. The great man of our country said that it is up to you to decide when the war will begin, but it is up to me to decide when. Don't worry, it has just begun."

The Americans watching said that they were familiar with this.

It seems that the Chinese are very good at dealing with this kind of thing, and another educated person appears.

Um?

Why did I say again?

"Ah! I'll kill you!"

Mizutani Kirito roared and took out his secret weapon.

Since he is no match in terms of fists and kicks, let's show off our weapons.

This guy didn't know how to hide it, but he stretched out his hand like his crotch and suddenly pulled out a command knife.

Xu Ang blinked. He had heard of people hiding thunder in his crotch, but he had never seen anyone hiding a knife in his crotch. Today he had gained some knowledge.

He really wanted to ask Mizutani Kirito: "If you hide the knife against the inner thigh, aren't you afraid of answering the lyrics - cut the chicken, cut the chicken, cut the chicken, cut the chicken, cut the chicken?"

Well, this knife has a sheath, so as long as you are not extremely unlucky, there is really no need to worry about it.

Mizutani Kirito unsheathed his sword, and the sharp blade shone with a cold light in the sun, indicating to everyone its danger.

The crowd in the stands suddenly stood up.

"Damn the little devil!"

"When Zang Wenbian came to power, he even lost his face."

The three brothers, Lian Jie, didn't say anything and just fell down from the stands. To them, the height of only three meters was as if it didn't exist.

He is worthy of being a martial artist, yes, but War Wolf is not, because his weapons are holding him back.

Even though they reacted quickly enough, the distance was too far, so they couldn't get there before Mizutani Kirito took action.

With the knife in hand, Mizutani Kirito's confidence doubled.

For him, karate is just a means of making a living. He has been honing it for thirty years and it is a real killing skill. It is something passed down from his ancestors who were warriors.

Martial arts cultivation is martial arts cultivation, and murderous techniques are murderous techniques. The two cannot be confused. Just like fighting in the ring and fighting to the death, they are two completely different concepts.

After being slapped to the knees by Xu Ang last time, Mizutani Kirito still dared to be the first to take the stage today. It was not that he lacked self-awareness, but that he believed that he might not lose in a life-and-death fight.

Do you, a super rich man with a net worth of billions, dare to fight against me?

You certainly wouldn't dare.

What matters in a life-and-death fight is momentum. Whoever gives up first will definitely lose.

You didn't expect that I had prepared such a move, you were surprised, you were stunned, even if they only existed for a moment, it was enough, because I only needed a moment.

With a bloodthirsty and ferocious look on his face, Mizutani Kirito made the most satisfying strike he had ever made since practicing swordsmanship.

He had already seen the blade splitting flesh and blood splattering.

He seemed to hear the sound of bones being chopped, and that sound would speak the most beautiful music.

However, this was just what he thought.

Zhuangzi of China asked as early as three thousand years ago: "What you think is what you think?"

The answer is obvious: no.

The sword stopped midway. It wasn't Mizutani Kirito who stopped his hand, but someone cut it off.

This person is none other than Xu Ang.

His hand has a very simple name - taking the sword with bare hands.

Warriors in ancient times had to deal with various situations, and they did not always have weapons at hand when facing enemies. How to deal with the situation when you have no weapons but the opponent has weapons? Taking the sword with bare hands is the answer.

Lian Jie and Zhan Lang stopped moving forward immediately, and Lian Jie even praised: "Beautiful."

In addition to the hardware requirement of strength, being able to play with bare hands requires courage and carefulness. Xu Ang has both, and his success does not depend on any luck.

Holding the back of the sword with his five fingers, Xu Ang pulled it easily. Mizutani Kirito couldn't resist his strength, and the family heirloom sword was taken away before his eyes.

"Is this all you have?"

Flicking the blade with his fingers, Xu Ang gave a rare compliment: "The knife is good."

Then he changed the topic: "You are carrying a controlled knife and intending to injure someone with a weapon. You will receive a real sentence. It is a very serious sentence."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his arm and rolled his sword towards Mizutani Kirito with a sharp sword.

Then there was a snapping sound, and when Xu Ang stopped, Mizutani Kirito's face and arms were all covered with dents from the blade.