If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

The GT-R sank suddenly, and Ryoichi in the driver's seat was shocked and looked back. The Ferrari was still in the back, but there was no one on the passenger seat. Looking at the dented roof, he immediately knew what had happened.

"Help!" Ryoichi shouted.

Mandy immediately lowered the window and leaned half of her body out. As soon as her head hit the roof of the car, a large shoe sole kicked it. She was so frightened that she leaned back with all her strength and almost lay on the window to escape this attack. With a sudden blow, Ryoichi turned around and grabbed her ankle to pull her back to avoid hitting the truck passing in front.

"Damn it, who's so fierce up there? It's the first time I've seen my junior brother being pinned down below!" Mandy said in shock.

"We're in trouble." Ryoichi grabbed the steering wheel and took a deep breath.

On the roof of the car, Lin Nian felt the power coming from the short sword. The man in the trench coat in front of him was as powerful as the reincarnation of a hydraulic machine. The opponent hadn't even drawn the sword before this, and Gu Ao's long sword was still lying in the scabbard. With just one violent confrontation, he was pinned on the roof of the car.

This is the first time Lin Nian has seen someone who can compete with him, and there is a high possibility that he will not be able to compete with him.

"My Executive Bureau, you are under arrest." While suppressing Lin Nian, Yuan Zhisheng even took out the Executive Bureau's badge from his windbreaker with one hand and shook it.

"This probably isn't up to you." Lin Nian exhaled, stretched out one hand and grabbed Yuan Zhisheng's arm and pulled him down, shrinking back.

Yuan Zhisheng held the bureau emblem with his left hand on the roof of the car, used one hand to lift himself into the air, then turned around and threw the scabbard behind him, and as expected, he just caught Lin Nian's dagger.

The counterattack was quick.

This was the idea that Lin Nian and Yuan Zhisheng had at the same time.

Lin Nian wanted to continue to use the knife, but the GT-R swerved, and the two of them bent down and clasped the roof of the car at the same time, keeping an eye on each other.

Lin Nian suddenly raised his leg and whipped it towards the side of Yuan Zhisheng's face like a whip. This sudden attack was very fast, but Yuan Zhisheng's reaction was faster than Lin Nian! He raised one hand with one hand and grabbed Lin Nian's ankle like a five-fingered iron pincer.

"It's over." Yuan Zhisheng thought to himself. He increased the strength in his hands and used force to drag Lin Nian towards him.

Lin Nian thrust his knife into the roof of the car, but was still forcefully pulled away by the strange force. The knife left a long gap in the GT-R. The strong wind rushed in, and the pain and power were conveyed from his ankle. Once again, he was sure of the terrifying nature of this enemy. He felt that if the opponent was willing to use more strength, he could even crush his tibia.

"Junior brother! Lower your head!" Mandy's voice suddenly rang in her ears.

Lin Nian decisively lay down on his back, turned sideways and pointed Mandy, holding a black Glock in her hand, at Yuan Zhisheng, while Yuan Zhisheng stared intently at the position of her fingers and the muzzle of the gun.

Three gunshots!

Lin Nian felt his ankle loosen, and then three balls of sparks exploded in the air!

Mandy looked at Yuan Zhisheng as if she had seen a ghost, who raised the scabbard and accurately blocked three bullets from different locations: "Is it that exaggerated?"

"Obviously there is. We were unlucky and ran into a monster." Lin Nian pushed Mandy's head back into the car with one hand and stood up again, half-bent, and gently turned the dagger in his hand to hide it. In his sleeves, Yuan Zhisheng across from him also slowly put down the scabbard with three smoking bullet casings stuck in it.

"Assassin swordsmanship? Apart from Japanese swordsmanship, you seem to know a lot of things."

Compared with Lin Nian's posture, Yuan Zhisheng stood very straight with a long knife in hand. Neon-lit buildings flew by on both sides. This man was like a nail stuck on the roof of the GT-R. If the environment didn't allow it, he would light a cigarette for himself.

"I just learned it from someone. I don't know if it will work." Lin Nian smiled, and a bellicose mood appeared on his face. This was the first time he had fought against someone so ridiculously strong, even if he was transformed into a dragon. Deadpool had never put such pressure on him before. He felt that the person standing in front of him was not a person, but a mountain, crushing him with power.

"There has been a monster in Suwen Headquarters in recent years, and it is regarded as a treasure by Principal Angers on the other side of the ocean." Yuan Zhisheng looked at Lin Nian with condescending scrutiny and raised his voice: "But I still don't understand why a sword embryo has not yet been Once the blade is sharpened, it will be sent to the Japanese branch. It seems that Principal Angers is not only confident in himself, but also confident in everything and everyone he values."

"Are you Yuan Zhisheng?" Faced with the manic wind, Lin Nian had to raise his voice to maintain the conversation: "I heard many people say that you are the strongest in the Japanese branch?"

"The strongest? Is that kind of thing useful?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"It does seem like the strongest thing to say." Lin Nian smiled, lowered his head, and prepared to launch an offensive.

This family is the strongest, and this group will be the strongest in the future. At this moment, the showdown is imminent.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the boy who was less than two meters away. He put his thumb on the blade to catch the ancient sword's clear light. He narrowed his eyes slightly, slowed down his breathing and entered a fighting state, waiting for the shocking moment when the opponent used the sword. .

He knew that this young boy's word spirit was a 'setsuna'. This news was not a secret among the senior leaders of the family. This speed-based word spirit was the most terrifying in close combat, so among the eight family heads, he had a seventh-level set. Inuyama Heneng was among the best. He had seen the blade as fast as the breeze before, but he didn't realize how difficult the word spirit "Setsuna" was to deal with.

What everyone knows is that in private, Inuyama Ga, the seventh-level Setsuna, is recognized as the strongest among Setsuna controllers, and is just the whetstone that Minamoto has been using in swordsmanship classes all year round.

Lin Nian raised his head, his eyes were shining brightly, and the cold murderous intent enveloped dozens of places in Yuan Zhisheng's body! This made Yuan Zhisheng's eyes suddenly widen in disbelief.

There was an explosion that could not be suppressed by the wind, and several sparks and blood flowers suddenly appeared in front of Yuan Zhisheng!

Gun smoke was rising from the muzzle. Lin Nian held a knife in his right hand and a Glock with empty bullets held flat in his left hand.

The fourth level of instant blessing, 12 guns fired in one second!

Yuan Zhisheng stood on the roof of the car. The scabbard in his hand disappeared at some point, and was replaced by a long knife that was as long and flowing as a clear spring, but his left shoulder, left arm, left leg, and right leg But there were obvious bullet holes, and bright red blood gurgled out from inside.

At that moment, even though he reacted and drew out the ancient sword and knocked away a large number of bullets, he still missed the four bullets that hit him.

Yuan Zhisheng glanced at Lin Nian, his eyes seemed to be asking: Are you serious?

"Sorry." Lin Nian threw away the pistol he had just received from Mandy, with an apologetic smile on his face: "You put too much pressure on me. This time our outing couldn't go wrong, so I started I have no intention of playing a duel with you."

The expression on Yuan Zhisheng's face was twitching. It was not anger but a natural reaction to feeling pain. He hadn't been shot for a long time. Today, after being shot four times at once, he couldn't help but show a slight change of color. At the same time, he felt weird. And there was a sense of absurdity that times had changed.

I think that when they met the criminals they were chasing, the sword duel between the two must have followed the duel spirit of Bushido. But young people nowadays are really careless. They hold up the knife and open it for a moment, but they will give you a bullet. I'm sorry again, has this happened to the world?