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The Yamato Soul Society is an organization that gathers people in the group under the guise of a club, and because the Japanese circle is still in its infancy, it is naturally incomparable with the rigorous system and various sentiment notes of the Western circle. Even the chaotic but experienced system of the Eastern circles is far from the same;

Therefore, the people in this community have various enhancements, and there are all kinds of enhancements. When fighting, especially in team battles, the visual sense is quite strong, and the scene is very lively;

The ninjas over there came out to attack, the warriors here came up hard, the little devil summoned by the onmyoji was long overdue, the magician's spell has been completed, in short, the overwhelming attack, all poured into Xiong Zhiqi at this time, There is no sequence, and there is no hierarchical layout. Everyone shows their attacks. It doesn't feel like the strong men in the group are fighting, as if they are fighting with street gangsters with all kinds of weapons. Like a street fight, it's messy and smoky.

Xiong Zhiqi kept flicking and moving. To be honest, Fatty's movement technique was also first-rate. Back in the death apartment mission world, Fatty used his own movement technique to make a Western powerhouse completely helpless, and the most important thing is The thing is, these people seem to be menacing, but there is no effective cooperation, and their combat effectiveness is indeed difficult to penetrate the fat man's eyes, the most important thing is that the actual combat skills and experience are still very low!

But even so, the fat man had to rub here and there, and try his best to let some attacks hit him like this. This is actively asking for abuse!

Fatty is very bitter in his heart. He now regrets why he was soft-hearted in the end and took on the task of acting. Gotta move forward. It is equivalent to taking the initiative to slam his face into the palm of the other party.

Finally, seeing that there was a lot of color on his body, he felt that the heat was coming, and a crimson light began to emerge from Fatty, as if he was about to explode, and a terrifying breath came out, which scared the Yamato soul who had surrounded Fatty. The people of the club retreated one after another, and no one wanted to be a funeral object. This is a human instinct, and it is also for the club. Their sense of honor and loyalty can't be talked about, it's not a problem for everyone to go there together, but at critical moments ★, m..co↖m, but no one really wants to sacrifice their lives to be cannon fodder.

However, Xiong Zhiqi did not blew himself up, but took advantage of this gap, dodged, and jumped out, grabbing the wall of the building in front of him with both hands. Climb up and go straight to the top.

The talents of the Yamato Soul Society realized that they had been tricked, but at this time there was nothing they could do;

Xiong Zhiqi did not leave directly, but stood at the top. After a pause, he left a weak, seriously injured, and sluggish back to the strong Japanese circle below. At the same time, Xiong Zhiqi spit out a large mouthful of blood. He limped and disappeared on the roof.

The play is finally done.

…………

Saito Hirobumi and Yamamoto Mie were carried by their subordinates into the infirmary in the building, which was specially equipped with a medical team.

The members of the Yamato Soul Society feel a little at ease. Both the president and the vice president are both skin wounds. First, they rely on conservative treatment in the real world, and then cooperate with some special medicines exchanged from the group owner. It is estimated that they can recover without waiting for the next mission. .

Saito Bowen, who was lying on the bed, took out his mobile phone, and Yamamoto Mie lay beside Saito Bowen. Seeing the other party's move, he understood what he meant.

"We can't be the only ones taking action. The invasion of power from other circles means that we are the common enemy of the entire Japanese circle." Saito Bowen started coughing as he spoke, and blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, he said very righteously. True words, but the actual purpose, only he knows, if it continues to be the power of his own society, the damage is inevitable, but if you pull several other societies together, then everyone will share the damage together, that is, it is possible. within the acceptable range.

"I still think...it's a bit too risky." Yamamoto Meizu frowned. She still felt that something seemed to be wrong, but after thinking about it, there seemed to be nothing wrong. "Really, it's a bit risky."

"They were injured, all of them were injured, probably because of the incident in Inoue, so they would take the risk to assassinate us. Now, we must seize the time to fight back, otherwise it will be even more difficult for us when their injuries recover, that fat man, One person can suppress both of us.

Moreover, they must have good things that we did not expect. These things are absolutely precious to us. The most important thing is that I shared this news with several other societies and asked them to send people together. I don't believe it anymore, with so many clubs, nearly a hundred big and strong people, what kind of waves can they find!

You have seen it today, the other party is indeed strong, neither of you and I are his opponents, but the other party is also limited in strength, within the range we can hunt and kill, not as strong as how many of us are. The head is powerless to confront and fill the presence. "

After saying these words, Saito Bowen ignored Yamamoto Mie and started calling the presidents of other clubs. He believed that the presidents of other clubs would definitely not be able to sit still.

…………

Zhao Zhu and Zhu Jianping were still at Changyou Youdu's house. Zhao Zhu personally made some rice balls, mixed two cocktails, and sat face to face with Zhu Jianping at a small table while eating and drinking.

Zhao Dashao's rice **** are naturally not as authentic as what Haruko made last night, but Zhao Zhu knows the tastes of his brothers, so although this rice ball has a tendency to move closer to shumai, Zhu Jianping and Zhao Zhu still eat it. Very happy.

Then, Xiong Zhiqi came back. At this time, Xiong Zhiqi's body was blue and purple, and three crossbow arrows were stuck on his back. There were traces of hidden weapons all over his body, and even when he came back, there was a faint blood trail on his feet.

Looking at Zhao Zhu and Zhu Jianping, who were eating and drinking very petty bourgeoisie, Xiong Zhiqi's face almost turned into a twist of grievance, and then his aura suddenly changed, and the miscellaneous things still stuck in his body flew automatically in an instant. Going out, it smashed on the wall of Changyou Youdu's living room. It was really dazzling, like opening a grocery store.

Immediately afterwards, Xiong Zhiqi's injuries began to improve, and he shook his head. Except for some disturbances in his breath, he had no other problems. Also, he was playing games with a group of children, and it was difficult to come up with any major problems.

Sitting on the chair, Xiong Zhiqi rudely grabbed three rice **** and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing hard.

Zhao Zhu and Zhu Jianping were drinking wine, forcing themselves not to laugh.

"Next time, next time, if there is a next time, don't look for me again!" Xiong Zhiqi said indignantly. If he were to challenge a real strong man, even if he lost, he would escape back in despair. Xiong Zhiqi reckoned that There will be no other thoughts, the skills are not as good as others, it is normal, and it is also very happy to have a good fight.

But what is this called today?

"Next time you encounter this kind of thing, you must find someone with experience first." Zhu Jianping said at this time.

Xiong Zhiqi forcibly swallowed the rice ball in his mouth and rolled his eyes at Zhu Jianping. In fact, he was a little choked. After all, Zhao Zhu used glutinous rice for this rice ball.

"How long will it take for them to catch up?" Zhao Zhu looked at the time and asked.

"I left a lot of marks on purpose. They have ninjas who are good at tracking. It shouldn't be a problem to find my location, but if they have to contact other clubs according to the original plan, they may It took some time, I guess, tonight, it shouldn't be possible during the day, those two devil bosses should be able to go to the ground tonight, if they exchange some special medicine, their strength can also recover by a few percent, after all, they are all traumatic injuries , It's not that difficult to recover, you don't know, I don't dare to use a little force when starting, they are really too casual."

"Then let's move to another place, Fatty, you can contribute a little more blood, it's still a bit too conspicuous for us to continue living here in Changyouyoudu~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Isn't there a cemetery over there, you can spill blood all the way to Go over there, and tonight we'll go there and kill."

Xiong Zhiqi took a deep breath, and then gave Zhu Jianping a middle finger:

"Dead sperm, you are cruel!"

………………

When the night fell, a group of people walked silently in the dark night. There were hundreds of people. These people were basically people in the community. They represented the most powerful group of forces in the Japanese circle. People at the forefront of the times.

Saito Bowen's injuries are not fully healed, but he can walk. Yamamoto Miei didn't come tonight. This is a very emotional woman, and she is also a woman with a brain. She always feels that there is something strange, so For tonight's action, she chose to avoid it. After all, she is also an injured person. It is normal to not come. Moreover, there are so many strong clubs here, and one less Yamamoto Mie will not affect the overall situation.

Ninjas from several clubs kept exploring and searching in front of them. Fortunately, the Japanese ninjas had good abilities, and they kept getting feedback on the other party's whereabouts. Until half an hour ago, they finally completely determined the location of the other party's hiding place.

Saito Bowen looked at the hillside of the cemetery in front of him and shook his head. It still hurts a little, but more in his heart, it is a feeling of excitement and blood. Anyway, this is the first time since the emergence of the Japanese circle. Unite together in the holy war against alien aggression!

"Crack!" Another president standing beside Saito Bowen actually brought a fan that ancient Japanese generals liked. He opened it at this time, waved it gently, and snorted:

"Guardians of Great Japan, go and shred the alien race hidden there!

Tonight, you are the... patron saint of this country! To be continued.)

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