Chapter 273 From Singles to Group Fights

Wu Bian didn't want to reason with these rubbish people at first, but he changed his mind after hearing that they often came to the embassy to harass him.

As an agency of the government and a symbol of the country's power overseas, the embassy is naturally not able to see these guys in general, so it can only turn a blind eye and let them make noise there. For these shameless dogs, it is You can't fight, you can't even kill. Simply playing a war of words with them will have no effect. Therefore, the best way is to ignore them, let them feel that they are asking for trouble, and then retreat on their own.

But today, the matter is a little different, because they are not targeting any force, but Fan Wubing himself. In this case, Fan Wubing can't swallow his anger. Besides, there is still a dispute between the embassy and them. There must be someone who stands up to seek justice for all the old grudges.

After several life-and-death trials, Fan Wubing also became more vigilant about his personal safety. Therefore, as soon as he went out, ten bodyguards spread out and scanned the surrounding areas with weapons. Are there any unsafe factors?

Fan Wubing walked out immediately, stood ten meters away from the Japanese warriors, and stopped.

The group of Japanese samurai have long been accustomed to causing trouble on the lawn in front of the embassy. They usually get money from certain forces, and then come here to cause trouble for a while, causing some trouble for the embassy, ​​and then leave.

This time, it was his two junior brothers, Koizumi and Hatoyama, who were beaten to death in his own martial arts hall. However, it happened that they were beaten to death in the ring in full view of everyone and in accordance with the proper rules. Moreover, everyone signed a contract. Life and death, life and death are determined by destiny. This situation cannot be recovered from China.

While they were still brooding over this matter, they heard the news that the Chinese who had beaten their two junior brothers to death actually came to Japan with this business inspection group!

Although Koizumi and Hatoyama were not the top masters in their martial arts hall, their kung fu was quite good. Otherwise, they would not have been invited to China to help out, but they unexpectedly missed the mark and died in vain.

Originally, the relationship between brothers and sisters in the martial arts hall was just like that. Although Xiaoquan and Hatoyama's kung fu did not enter the hall, their families were rich and they had always been the main worshipers of the martial arts hall. Therefore, when the two were beaten to death by Fan Wubing After that, the financial resources of the martial arts hall were cut off, which made the owner Takeo Murata very angry. He once threatened in front of all his disciples that he would find an opportunity to avenge Koizumi and Hatoyama and defeat the Shina man in the ring.

Exactly. It should be treated in the same way as the other person. Beat him to death in the ring.

The name of Takeo Murata. It's still very loud on the Japanese island. I have not been out of the mountains in the past ten years.

It is said that his kung fu has reached the stage of controlling objects with his energy. Enough to be listed among the top three martial arts masters in Japan. Therefore, when the disciples reported to him that the murderers of Koizumi and Hatoyama were now in Japan for a business inspection. Takeo Murata thought he should do something. Otherwise, the scandal of two apprentices being beaten to death would always be a dark cloud weighing on his martial arts hall. Lingering. This will affect the business location of your own club.

Although Takeo Murata is known as the master. But the Grandmaster also wants to make money and a place to eat. The reputation of the guild hall has been negatively affected. There are fewer apprentices. What to say once the apprentice is gone. There are fewer offerings. Your own income will be affected. This is inevitable.

But Takeo Murata relied on his identity. I don't want to rush to Fan Wubing's door. Otherwise, you will be ridiculed by your colleagues in the country. He first beat up his disciples and came to harass Fan Wubing. On the one hand, he wanted to test Fan Wubing's Qi and Qi cultivation. On the one hand, they also wanted to see if Fan Wubing would take action. How big is the gap between him and his disciples? It's up to you to decide how prepared you are when you take action.

Come to the front of the embassy and make a splash. There are more than fifty. But I really got the true inheritance of Takeo Murata. Just ten people. And those ten people were different from the ordinary samurai who sat on the ground regardless of their grace. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the lawn calmly and calmly. Holding the traditional scimitar in his arms, he nourished his energy without moving.

"Is this this person?" A warrior held a photo. Look at Fan Wubing. Then he asked the brothers and sisters next to him.

"There shouldn't be anything wrong." The other warrior looked at Fan Wubing, then nodded and replied.

A samurai in black spoke, "What's the point of being wrong? The Chinese people deserve to die! They occupy so many resources, but they can't develop them. Such a race is really an inferior race and should have been allowed to die long ago. Our Japanese Empire will lead them to prosper together!"

"Yo Xi!" Everyone immediately agreed.

"Do you, Fan Wu, work without a disease?" An arrogant black-clothed warrior stood up from the ground, tilted his head and stared at Fan Wu with a long knife in his hand.

His name is Kojiro Aso. He looks pretty good and is quite tall. He is 1.8 meters tall and is very rare among Japanese people. Many people think that his blood is not pure and suspect that he is a descendant of an American soldier. The bastard had discriminated against him because of this. He had been studying and practicing very hard in the martial arts hall, and wanted to rely on his own efforts to gain everyone's recognition.

In fact, he succeeded. Even his teacher Takeo Murata said that his kung fu was only slightly worse than his own, but he was already outstanding among his disciples.

Aso Kojiro also feels that his kung fu is indeed good. Although he is not as good as his master, the difference is not much different. He is very confident that he will take over the power from his master in a few years and become the head of the Murata Martial Arts Hall. He has no doubt about his own strength.

Kojiro Aso often imitates his master's every move outside and pretends to be cool everywhere. Many of his colleagues call him Komurata, which is a kind of recognition of him.

This time when I came here, Aso Kojiro also imitated his master and sat on the lawn to meditate. He felt very good about himself. However, until he saw Fan Wubing appear, he felt that he had been meditating for a little too long. One leg seems a little numb.

After he saw Fan Wubing approaching, he stood up and asked Fan Wubing's identity in poor Chinese while moving his legs from side to side without revealing any trace, trying to recover.

But he miscalculated, because Fan Wubing in front of him suddenly crossed a distance of nearly ten meters and stood in front of him.

Aso Kojiro was startled by Fan Wubing who suddenly rushed over. He never thought that people could be so fast. It seemed that Fan Wubing just took one step, so why did he rush in front of him? He wanted to hit Fan Wu Bing with a kick, but he found that his legs were numb and itchy when he stood up because he had been meditating for too long.

Fan Wubing glanced at Aso Kojiro and felt a little disappointed.

While there, Fan Wubing observed the group of guys on the lawn and found that these guys in black seemed to be relatively advanced in kung fu, and among them was Aso Kojiro, who was very dignified and well-educated. All considered top choices. So as soon as Fan Wubing rushed over, he went straight towards Aso Kojiro, but he didn't expect that this guy looked like a stupid bird and actually stood there stupidly without knowing how to face the enemy. It was so boring!

Therefore, Fan Wubing didn't have much interest in him. His body moved suddenly, and his fist collapsed in half a step. A fist hit Aso Kojiro's chin. The two people were already facing each other, and Aso Kojiro was Standing there stupidly, unable to move, this punch hit him hard.

Then Fan Wubing's fist punched Aso Kojiro's body one after another. In the eyes of everyone, Aso Kojiro was like a sandbag, and was forcefully lifted into the air by Fan Wubing's fist. Then Fan Wubing turned around and kicked Aso Kojiro in the chest.

There was only a burst of wind, and when he looked carefully, Aso Kojiro had fallen straight to the outside of the embassy lawn, which was beyond the scope of the embassy.

ah--"

The disciples of the Murata Martial Arts Hall saw that Kojiro Aso, who was praised by his master as his successor, was beaten more than ten times by Fan Wubing who walked towards him, and then kicked him again without even making a move. After being kicked out of the embassy, ​​everyone was stunned and made all kinds of incredible noises.

"What a terrifying opponent! Even the master is not that powerful!" Many people suddenly wanted to retreat.

You know, Aso Kojiro was able to withstand fifty or sixty moves before being defeated by his master, but in front of Fan Wubing, he didn't even have the ability to fight back. What an astonishing contrast. ah!

Therefore, everyone was stunned when they saw Aso Kojiro's tragic situation, forgetting to challenge Fan Wubing.

Fan Wubing kicked Aso Kojiro away, and he felt a lot more comfortable in his heart. He thought that he had not found anyone to vent his anger recently, and he had been holding it in for too long, so today was enough. Then he looked at those timid Japanese samurai and asked, "Damn it! Don't hide back if you have nothing to do! What kind of samurai do you think you are if you keep retreating?!"

Everyone was aroused by Fan Wubing's words and looked around, realizing that there were still many people there. Why should they be afraid of a Chinese boy?

"Give me ducks and chickens—" The crowd shouted slogans and bit their lips while holding long knives and rushing towards Fan Wubing.

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