The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

Taijing Mountain, Jingshan Pavilion.

Three Orientals came up with Yan Fei.

At this time, there were more than 20 people sitting on the ground next to Jingshan Pavilion, all of them were wearing white judo uniforms, with futons under them.

"Jiangkou, why have you been here for so long? Do you feel that you can't beat me, so you procrastinated?" A tall young man walked over and took a look, then said with a smile.

Eguchi Zhenggong, who was the one who defeated Wu Fei before, said with a sneer, "Shou Ming, if you are not afraid, you can fight with me now."

Tang Zeshouming smiled when he heard the words, shook his head and said, "I have no interest in following the defeated generals."

Eguchi Masamiya snorted coldly, but did not speak.

This Karasawa Toshiaki is the most skilled among them, except for their seniors, and it is absolutely useless to match him.

At this moment.

Tang Zeshouming noticed Yan Fei, his eyes lit up, a flash of heat flashed, and he asked, "Eguchi, who is this woman?"

Eguchi Masamiya snorted coldly: "I brought it for senior to see, you'd better not pay attention to it. Where is senior?"

Hearing this, Tang Zeshouming's eyes turned cold, and he was a little apprehensive. He didn't speak, but he looked at Yan Fei with fiery eyes.

He licked his lips, suppressed the passion in his heart and said, "Senior is talking about something with someone, so I'll be back later."

At this moment, there was a burst of drinking from the side.

Snapped!

The gestures of several judo practitioners seemed to be powerful, and they slammed hard on the stone slab in front of them. With a bang, the stone slab that was palm-thick broke almost immediately, with amazing power.

Yan Fei kept a calm face at first, but when she looked over there, her eyes burst out with anger, and her teeth gnashed loudly.

Except for those who practice.

There are also a few people in the Jingshan Pavilion, practicing around the stone tablet erected for the unnamed students in Taijingshan.

Punch after punch, they smashed hard on the unnamed stone tablet, and the stone tablet shook suddenly.

Someone else took a leg and swiped it fiercely, but because the material of the unnamed stone tablet was hard, they were knocked down by themselves instead.

It immediately caused a burst of ridicule from the people next to him.

That man was so angry that he spat hard at the unnamed stele, cursing: "@#￥, damn rubbish!"

Yan Fei's face was livid, it was the stele of their predecessors, it was stained with an unknown amount of blood, and contained an unknown amount of tears.

At this time, it was actually vandalized by these orientals.

Hearing this, Eguchi Masamiya ignored Tang Zeshouming and turned to look at Yan Fei, thinking that she was watching other people practicing judo, with a smug face: "Beauty, how about it, our judo is better than your Huaxia Kungfu, isn't it?" How much do you know, are you interested in learning with us?"

Yan Fei took a deep breath, then said coldly, "Tell them to stop!"

Eguchi Masamiya was stunned, followed Yan Fei's gaze, and then realized that she was angry, the corner of her mouth curled up, she shook her head and said with a smile: "This is not possible, it is an important training tool for our judo club."

When Yan Fei heard this, the anger in her heart became more intense, and her eyes almost burst into flames.

This is the stele they used to commemorate the martyrs, but in their mouth, it turned out to be a tool for practice?

This made her very angry, and she gritted her teeth and walked over there.

But Eguchi Masamiya grabbed her shoulder directly, playing with taste: "If you want to disturb my lovely juniors' practice, that's not okay."

Yan Fei's body sank, knowing that she couldn't be the opponent's opponent, her face was livid, she turned her head and said coldly: "You will be punished by heaven!"

"Haha." Eguchi Masamiya shook his head and said sarcastically, "Only the weak would say that."

Yan Feiyin bit her lip, almost bleeding from the bite, but she was a woman, and she didn't have any skills, so what could she do.

I can only watch them, desecrating and insulting that nameless stone tablet!

Yan Fei could feel that her heart was bleeding, she took a deep breath, and said in a begging tone: "I beg you, please stop."

Eguchi Zhengomiya was very excited about Yan Fei's soft tone, with a strange look in his eyes, he whistled and said, "Of course, but you have to pay a price."

"What?" Yan Fei's heart tightened.

Masamiya Eguchi looked at Yan Fei playfully, licked his lips and said, "I don't have any judo subjects. If you practice with me, I will tell them to stop."

Judo, a fighting art, inevitably requires close physical contact when practicing.

He said that clearly because he wanted to take advantage of Yan Fei's body.

Especially what Yan Fei is wearing today, if she "practices" with them, she can touch anything.

For Eguchi Zhenggong's practice, not only did Karasawa Tomoaki next to him not stop it, he also found it quite interesting, saying: "Eguchi, you can't monopolize it, and I also have less training subjects."

Eguchi Zhenggong was not stingy either, he laughed loudly and said, "Don't worry, I'm not such a stingy person, everyone has a share."

The people next to him suddenly looked at Yan Fei and let out a wretched laugh, as if they were looking at their belongings.

"Shameless!"

The corners of Yan Fei's eyes were red, and she stared at several people intently.

Eguchi Zhenggong didn't care when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Of course, you have to practice with us first, and then I will tell them to stop."

He sneered a few more times in his heart, so what if he repented at that time, what can Huaxia women do to foreigners like them.

Yan Fei, as the school belle of Linhai University and the eldest lady of Yan's Jewelry, is a famous figure wherever she goes. She was so humiliated by the other party today, if it was normal, she would have already slapped her.

But now.

Yan Fei didn't know what to do. She definitely didn't want to practice with them, but as a Chinese, she couldn't just sit back and watch them desecrate the stele.

Thinking of this, Yan Fei took a deep breath and smiled wryly on her face. Isn't it just practice, she works hard by herself, just pay attention when the time comes.

Yan Fei said weakly: "Okay, but first let them stop."

"Can."

Eguchi Masamiya waved his hand, pretending that he didn't care, and looked at Yan Fei with a wicked smile on his face: "Then come on, take off your clothes first, otherwise it won't be good if it gets damaged."

Yan Fei's face immediately changed: "You didn't say that just now!"

"Didn't I say it now?"

With a proud face on his face, Eguchi Masamiya stretched out his hand and said, "Let me help you." "Don't come here." Yan Fei panicked and hurriedly backed away, but was stopped by someone who grabbed her by the shoulder , straightened her body, and then laughed wildly: "Eguchi, hurry up, we have worked so hard here to teach judo, and we should reward us today."