Chapter 842 Picking the Tackle

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Boom!

Just as the passers-by stopped to discuss, there was another loud noise at the gate of the Dahe Martial Arts Hall, a large area of ​​doors and windows shattered, and more than a dozen masters in martial arts uniforms screamed and flew upside down.

At this time, Liu Feng and Ghost King entered the Budokan like two humanoid tanks, and the places they passed were turned on their backs.

In the Budokan, the huge vases placed on both sides of the foyer were shattered by the force of Liu Feng's deliberate stomping when he took a step.

Before the ghost king walked forward, he opened his mouth wide and roared like a wild beast. A burst of terrifying sound waves spread towards the surroundings, not only shaking the ears of everyone in the martial arts hall to bleed, but even all the windows and doors were shattered.

"Weak, too weak, beating you is a bit of a bully!"

Liu Feng said as he walked forward: "It makes me feel boring to hit you, and it's not even easy to hit hard, so hurry up and call your curator out."

"Where are the masters? You Yamaguchi-gumi, don't you have masters in all of Japan?" Ghost King was even more arrogant.

In the Dahe Martial Arts Hall, there is a 2,000-square-meter martial arts hall, and there are nearly a hundred students from the Martial Arts Hall, all of whom were knocked down in less than a minute.

What was even more frightening was that there were a large number of wounded lying on the ground in the hall, and there was a feeling of mourning.

"Listen well, we are very measured in dealing with ordinary people like you, don't pretend to be dead here, I'm going to set fire to it." When Liu Feng walked to the back door of the hall, he raised his right hand and took out a lighter, click With a bang, the fire was lit, and the ribbons on the back door were lit.

Because the overall structure of the Dahe Budokan uses a lot of wooden buildings, when the ribbon catches fire, the flames rise quickly.

"idiot!"

"How dare you set fire to our Dahe Martial Arts Hall!"

"you……"

At this moment, at least a dozen people quickly got up from the ground and rushed to fight the fire.

But the big man who was stronger than a polar bear stood in front of Liu Feng with his eyes as big as copper bells staring at him. This big man made all the Japanese samurai afraid to step forward just because of his aura.

Ten seconds later, the flame climbed to the roof of the hall and spread in a wide range.

At this time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to put out the fire.

"Okay, go on to the next courtyard." Liu Feng beckoned and walked through the back door first.

At the same time, after entering the courtyard for the second time, a large number of Japanese samurai rushed out.

This is the place where weapons are practiced in the Dahe Budokan. More than a hundred young people in martial arts uniforms are holding bright Japanese swords in their hands.

Seeing the fire in front of the Martial Arts Hall, and even thick smoke rising into the air, these samurai holding knives were so angry that they screamed strangely!

"Bagaya Road, you even set fire to the kick hall when you came here, don't you know where this is?"

"Stop talking nonsense with them, chop them all up."

"Baga, are there only two people? Two people dare to come to Dahe Martial Arts Hall to kick the gym, who are you?"

More than a hundred swordsmen came to surround Liu Feng and the two of them.

The ghost king strode forward, shaking his sandbag-sized fist and roaring, "Are you asking me where I am from? I am an American!"

Boom!

While speaking, the ghost king's fist was already stuffed into the face of a strong young man.

The Japanese buddy was beaten so hard that his body was like a door panel. He was slapped back straight and fell to the ground. The Japanese sword in his hand flew directly, almost accidentally hurting his own people.

"It's unreasonable, even if you are an American, it's too much."

"Bagaya Road, no matter what country you are from, you will die today."

"Big man, I'll hack you to death!"

All the Japanese samurai were red-eyed by the punch of the ghost king, and they slashed at the ghost king with Japanese knives.

However, how can these people be the opponents of the ghost king who has reached the innate level?

Even though the Ghost King is stronger than a bear, he can move freely through the dense light of swords, and none of the swords can cut him in the slightest.

boom!

These Japanese samurai not only couldn't hurt the ghost king, but there was a big man who was not weaker than the ghost king, and he was punched in the jaw by the ghost king while swinging a knife, and he fell to the ground directly.

"Fake! With your physical fitness, even with a knife, you are no match for me!"

bang bang bang...

As the Ghost King roared, he swung several punches, and more than a dozen Japanese warriors were blown away by him.

"Stop playing, beating you makes me feel like I'm bullying kindergarten children, why do you have to force me to bully the weak?"

bang bang bang!

The ghost king continued to move forward, while despising these Japanese warriors, he punched a human-shaped sandbag to the flesh.

"Xie Te! Don't rush up, you Orientals are fine and like to say that other Asians are the sick men of East Asia, but in my eyes, you are all sick men, don't you know?"

bang bang bang...

Liu Feng watched the ghost king muttering and beating people like a broken mouth, it was like a bear rushing into the flock of sheep.

And Liu Feng completely ignored the ghost king singled out a group, he touched the lighter and walked to the second hall.

Soon, the fire in the first hall was completely ignited, and thick smoke rose from the second hall.

After finishing all this, Liu Feng walked through the second hall and came to the third courtyard.

The third entrance is a large slope, and the three-story hall is on the slope, which has the feeling of an ancient Japanese temple.

Boom, boom, boom...

Just as Liu Feng walked down the slope, there was a sudden roar of the engine on the slope.

At the same time, a middle-aged man in kimono stood on the top of the slope, stared at Liu Feng with indifferent eyes, and then pointed to his side, "I don't know who you are, but you must be from the underworld, right? Two people dare to come to our Dahe Budokan to kick the gym. It seems that you are very confident in your own strength. I like to use modern things to bully powerful people. Here are eight modified Jimnys. The cars are not big, but they have power Very strong, you said that the car rushed towards you like this, what will happen to you?"

The middle-aged man spoke fluent Chinese, and as he spoke, eight Jimny SUVs with metal horn bumpers appeared.

The roar of the engine came from these eight cars.

The corner of Liu Feng's mouth curled up into a sneer, and he said, "There is a story in Huaxia called picking a tackle. I don't know if you have heard of it. It is said that under the banner of Yue Fei, the anti-gold general, there was a top-notch fierce general named Gao Chong. The big gun can overturn the iron tackle that the enemy army rushed down from the high slope at high speed, I think I can try it today."

While speaking, Liu Feng raised his right hand, and the silver angel spear appeared in his hand.

"I've also heard the story of the highly favored pulley. But can ancient pulleys be compared with modern cars?"

The middle-aged man said in a disdainful tone: "But since you want to be a high favorite, I'll let you be. I hope you really dare to pick a pulley."

After saying this, the middle-aged man suddenly waved his right hand downward.

Boom, boom...

The Jimny in the middle roared and rushed down the slope. The driver raised his left hand and wiped Liu Feng's neck.

The smile on Liu Feng's face remained undiminished, and he took three steps forward holding the big gun with both hands. When Jimny rushed down and was three meters in front of him, Liu Feng moved forward with his big hand, and the big gun clicked into the Jimny. under the front bumper.

Liu Feng resisted the rushing car with manpower, but with this hard slam, the front of the rushing Jimny bounced high, and the car smashed towards the top of Liu Feng's head with the strength of the forward rush.

"Fun, this is the first car, Brother Feng, I have chosen it." Liu Fengshun raised his hands upwards, and the big gun hit the bottom of the car with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, the Jimny's chassis was cracked by Liu Feng's shot, and the whole car was thrown upwards with a bang.