City Exchange Life Club

Inside the Hongkou Dojo.

A group of oriental samurai knelt on the ground with their heads bowed.

Two people are playing a game of bang bang bang.

And it's two men.

One of them was full of output with a grim expression.

The other, with a flushed face, gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Clap!" "Clap!"

Inoue Yokoji slapped Takeshita's face with four slaps with his forehand and backhand full of anger, scolding: "Trash!"

"Hi!" Takeshita bowed his head and replied.

Inoue Yokoji grabbed Takeshita and dragged him in front of him: "If it wasn't for the waste of your Black Dragon Society who failed to kill Gao Huan, there would be nothing behind it!"

"Your Excellency Inoue, it's not that my Black Dragon Society's warriors are weak, but that Gao Huan is a real kung fu master." Takeshita defended.

"Clap clap clap!"

Hengji Inoue grabbed him and gave him another burst of output, with a grim face: "Kung Fu master? Can a Kung Fu master stop bullets! It's all excuses!"

"Your Excellency, according to the people who escaped, Gao Huan is agile and can dodge bullets." Takeshita's face was already swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot.

It can be seen how rude Inoue Yokoji was in the process of being under the bamboo, and the Orientals are perverts!

Inoue Yokoji roared: "That's an excuse they made up for their incompetence! You can even believe such stupid things, it means you are more stupid than them!"

Although he witnessed Zhao Yan smashing the wooden table with one hand, he never believed that the other party could dodge the bullet.

Because this is unscientific.

He is highly educated and he speaks science!

"what!"

At this moment, a scream came.

Boom!

Immediately afterwards, two warriors from the Hongkou Dojo smashed the wooden door and flew in. They fell to the ground and died of breathlessness.

"who!"

Everyone was taken aback by this sudden change and stood up from the ground in an instant.

"Chinese people."

With a flat voice.

Zhao Yan stepped on the debris of the wooden door and walked in.

"Ah! It's... it's Gao Huan!"

Several oriental samurai who escaped the life of a dog after failing to assassinate Zhao Yan last night were shocked.

"Trash! What are you afraid of! It's time for you to wash away your shame!" Inoue Hengji shouted angrily.

Then he looked at Zhao Yan with resentment on his face: "In the words of your Xia people, it's true that there is a way to heaven if you don't go, and there is no way to go to hell."

"Kill him for me! With a gun!"

At the command, he took a step back.

A group of people took out guns from their arms and aimed at Zhao Yan.

"Hahaha, Gao Huan, I'll see where you hide this time!" Inoue Hengji laughed wildly.

Zhao Yan's mouth twitched: "Why do you want to hide?"

"Kang-kang-kang-kang..."

For a time, the gunfire in the dojo was like firecrackers.

But Zhao Yan stood motionless at the door.

"Clang clang clang-"

The bullet hit him as if it had hit a steel plate, constantly being bounced off and sparks scattered.

"This...how is this possible!"

The smile on Inoue Hengji's face solidified, his eyes widened, and he looked at Zhao Yan in disbelief.

The others were also stunned by this scene, looking at each other with guns in hand, and kept stepping back.

"Amaterasu is on top, is this still human?"

"Si Guoyi, is this the legendary golden bell hooded iron cloth shirt?"

"Monster! Monster in Chinese mythology!"

Their three views were subverted into a mess.

"Give you a chance, you are useless!"

Zhao Yan shook his head, and then his body flashed, his fists fell like a landslide, and landed on Zhuxia's chest. With a click, his chest sank, and his fist passed directly through his chest, and he was holding a rib in his hand.

Zhao Yan had a sly smile on his face, grabbed his ribs and pulled it out, pu chi, blood splattered all over his face.

Takeshita made a sound of "Hehe", as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word, and his body fell to the ground with a thud.

"tick~tick~tick~"

A rib in Zhao Yan's hand dripped with blood and fell to the ground like a flower blooming.

The whole place was dead silent except for the ticking.

The impact of this scene on them was too strong.

Bloody, violent, destroys human life in an instant.

"You can start running."

Zhao Yan smiled and broke the silence.

Only then did the dogs in the dojo come back to their senses.

"Ah! Run! Monster! He's a monster!"

"I don't want to die, Yajindie! Yajindie!"

The oriental samurai in the dojo was terrified, screaming and fleeing, throwing guns everywhere.

Zhao Yan's eyes were full of violence and bloodthirsty. Looking at the panicked crowd, he showed an almost frantic smile. He rushed out like a cheetah and started hunting.

puff!

The half rib in his hand was inserted into the neck of an Oriental samurai, and when he twisted it hard, blood spattered.

Then he kicked it away with his rib.

Zhao Yandao picked up a samurai sword and started the massacre at the door just like chopping melons and vegetables.

puff!

puff!

When the blade enters the body, either the head is broken, or the body is broken.

"Ah! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"Forgive me! Please let me go!"

"Ah, Your Excellency, spare your life... ah!"

Zhao Yan turned a deaf ear to the begging for mercy.

The more he killed, the more excited he became, the knife was full of gaps.

One body after another fell, blood in a river.

More than a hundred corpses were exchanged in three minutes.

Only Hengji Inoue was left with two tremblings.

"Let... let me go..." Inoue Heng said in a trembling voice.

Zhao Yan waved his hand: "Don't be stupid, I don't kill the messenger, you go."

"Thank you, thank you." Inoue Yokoji was ecstatic.

Zhao Yan threw the knife and walked out. A large group of people had already surrounded him outside. When he saw him come out covered in blood, he was stunned for a moment, and then applauded loudly.

"Clap clap clap..."

Thunderous applause sounded for a full minute.

After all, all the people of Xia were holding their breath.

"Mr. Gao, you... did you kill them all?" A female reporter trembled with excitement.

Zhao Yan nodded: "They assassinated me last night, I'm here to take revenge, and I'll be honest. Here I would like to thank Toyoko Ambassador Inoue Yokoji, who told me that the assassin was from the Hongkou Dojo and cooperated with me. Bring them all together..."

Hengji Inoue, who was full of the joy of the rest of his life, didn't know that Zhao Yan wanted to thank him in a newspaper.

Otherwise, he would definitely be moved to tears.

…………

At the same time, Toyoko Kyoto.

The prime minister, who was going to use warships to put pressure on the Chinese authorities to force them to surrender Gao Huan, fell silent.

A document was placed in front of him.

It is Gao Huan's information.

Gao Huan has close ties with the military of the beautiful country, and has a closer relationship with the president of the beautiful country. He controls the world's largest arms company. The members of the security company in his hands are enough to fight a medium-sized battle.

Therefore, it is simply unrealistic for them to use the official power of the Eastern Kingdom to deal with Gao Huan.

Because the beautiful country will not sit still.

They want revenge.

The only way to kill Gao Huan was by assassination.

And after the assassination is successful, you can't reveal that you did it yourself, otherwise the beautiful country will not give up.

They are about to fully invade China in two years.

There are currently no plans to drag Pretty Nation into battle.

"Bag Ya Lu! Bag!"

The Prime Minister grabbed Gao Huan's information, smashed it into a ball, and shouted, "Send the most elite agents to kill him for me! Kill him!"