Chapter 274 Takeo Murata’s Decision

Wu Bian sneered as he looked at the warriors rushing over, feeling like he was in a Hongkou Dojo. ***Update latest novel chapter*

However, these warriors from the Murata Martial Arts Hall, who were charging towards them with bared teeth, only took two steps before they hurriedly stopped their steps. Some of the ones behind them rushed faster and directly bumped into the people in front of them, causing chaos. A bunch of them.

"Baga, why did you stop suddenly?" The person behind cursed with some dissatisfaction.

"If you have the guts, rush to the front!" The people in front turned around and cursed.

The people behind took a look at the scene in front, and immediately stopped making sarcastic remarks, and stopped obediently. They held their long swords in a stalemate there with some uneasiness, neither daring to rush forward, nor willing to retreat, with a look on their faces. Weird expression.

Behind Fan Wubing, a dozen bodyguards took out micro-guns or pistols. The black muzzles of their guns were pointed at the warriors who wanted to rush forward. It seemed that as long as they dared to take another step closer, they would immediately give them a shot or two. The peanuts taste great.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and Aso Kojiro, who had been kicked away by Fan Wubing, crawled back again. His chest was numb from the kick. He felt as if his tail bone was broken, and his body was sore all over. It was as uncomfortable as being thrown into a roller for two hours, especially the area that had been hit continuously by Fan Wubing's punches just now. The pain was unbearable. Aso Kojiro felt that his internal organs must have been seriously injured.

"They don't dare to shoot!" Kojiro Aso said to the samurai while holding back the pain.

"Huh?" Fan Wubing frowned. He didn't expect that this guy's bones were quite strong and he could crawl back on his own. He didn't know if he was too gentle or if the opponent's kung fu was better than he expected. A lot, anyway, he crawled back by himself, which made Fan Wubing feel a little unhappy.

If you're defeated, you're defeated. It's okay to just lie there and wait for others to rescue you. If you insist on pretending to be a hero and crawl back, do you think you're a weakling who can't be killed?

Aso Kojiro crawled into the crowd. Slumped there. I just feel my sex is burning. He stared at Fan Wubing with hatred on his face and said. "This is the Chinese Embassy. They don't dare to cause too much trouble. Just go up together. If anything happens, we will be responsible!"

Fan Wubing smiled and said. "Let me tell you clearly. All my bodyguards have American passports!"

"Wow!" The samurai who had just been encouraged by Aso Kojiro immediately took two steps back.

The Japanese are not afraid of the Chinese. Just afraid of Americans. The Americans dropped two atomic bombs called Fat Man and Little Boy on their cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki.

It scared them. The U.S. military base in Okinawa is still open to this day. The U.S. military garrisons on the northern islands often caused trouble for the Japanese.

It can be said. Americans committed crimes in Japan. The Japanese government has no jurisdiction. Therefore, when these warriors heard that the bodyguards all held American passports. I immediately felt a little timid. After all, if someone beats you, the beating will be in vain. If you hit someone, you will be unlucky. This kind of unpleasant thing happens at both ends. Not many people are willing to do it.

The two groups were in a stalemate. The Japanese did not dare to rush over. Fan Wubing's bodyguards would not rush over either. Just looked at them so coldly.

At this time, a snake suddenly swam over in the grass, walking quietly through the grass along the ground. Suddenly, he found a wooden foot in front of him, blocking his way. When the snake got angry, he rushed forward. Take a hard bite.

"Ah" the warrior who was bitten by the snake suddenly screamed and rushed out holding the long knife in his hand.

Fan Wubing's bodyguards were naturally not idlers. When they saw that the guy was trying to commit murder with a knife, they immediately fought back. The seals' shooting skills were naturally not to mention. They broke the opponent's long knife with one shot, and the broken knife was broken. The two-part long knife flipped in the air and pierced the belly of another warrior.

This scene looks like the other party is fighting on their own.

The warrior who was stabbed in the stomach by the broken sword immediately fell down softly. Now the warriors who were shocked immediately jumped up as if a pot had exploded.

They thought that their companions had been hit by these bodyguards, and they were immediately furious. No longer caring about the threat of guns in the opponent's hands, they rushed over waving their long knives. Fan Wubing's bodyguards also Not showing any weakness, they shot one at a time, specifically hitting the opponent's long sword. Their marksmanship was also extremely accurate. Suddenly, the long swords of the warriors became broken blades. The broken blades flew everywhere, injuring many warriors. Suddenly everyone was stunned. It was a bloody mess.

When Fan Wubing saw that the other party's eyes were red, he was worried that something would happen, so he immediately took action decisively and kicked the dozen or so warriors who were rushing forward one by one off the embassy lawn and onto the road.

Seeing that even the most elite members of their group could no longer resist, the remaining people immediately dispersed and retreated. They did not forget to drag their companions away, but they were left on the ground. There was a stain of blood, it looked quite human, it was unclear

I thought there was so much trouble happening here.

After watching this group of people retreat, someone from the embassy ran over and said, "These guys are just like candy. Once you get them, you can't shake them off. They will definitely come back to cause trouble again tomorrow."

Fan Wubing nodded and said, "It seems that I have to deal with them completely so as not to leave any trouble for you."

"That's not easy. There are a lot of these guys. There are probably more than 300 people in the martial arts hall. They are all famous gangsters. They are indispensable in every trouble." The person from the embassy replied.

Fan Wubing looked around and saw the two paper figures that the group of people had brought over were still there, so he thought of a way and gave instructions to the bodyguards, and someone immediately took the two paper figures. The paper man was carried over.

"This thing should be burned. It's really insulting." Everyone onlookers suggested indignantly.

With a wave of his hand, Fan Wubing stopped the impulsive crowd, and then asked the embassy staff, "Can you get some white paper and pen and ink? I also want some of that paste."

"Of course, but what do you need that thing for?" the embassy staff asked casually, and then asked someone to bring pen and ink.

Fan Wubing covered his name with white paper, and then wrote Takeo Murata's name on it. He also dotted the Japanese symbol Rendan mustache on the paper man's lips, and drew a black sun cloth on his head. Tiao'er then asked everyone, "Does this feel better?"

"It's not quite there yet. We should put them in kimonos." Someone suggested.

The people at the embassy were bored, so they immediately cut out kimonos and put them on the paper figures. At first glance, they really looked like two Japanese samurai.

However, the people from the embassy said that it would be a bad idea to take this kind of thing out as it would not be conducive to the friendly relations between China and Japan.

Fan Wubing said, "I am planning to leave the embassy, ​​and I am not going to put these two things in front of the embassy to demonstrate. They have nothing to do with Sino-Japanese friendship or anything like that."

The ambassador was not in the embassy. After the counselor heard the news that Fan Wubing was going to leave the embassy, ​​he was so frightened that he hurried over to dissuade him, saying that the relationship between China and Japan was very delicate at the moment, and it would be difficult to handle it if this matter caused further trouble.

Fan Wubing thought about it for a while and felt that what he said made sense. After all, he had already beaten two of his apprentices to death. Although he was found this time, they were the ones who suffered the loss. He really did not suffer the loss. After seeing it for a few days, He was about to return to China, and he had to implement the entire relocation of Jiang Automobile Research Institute and production lines back to China. He really didn't have much time to worry about these Japanese rogues.

So Fan Wubing ordered to forget it for the time being, and packed up the two paper figures, planning to put them in the embassy yard for two days and then burn them in public.

The counselor was naturally quite satisfied when he saw Fan Wubing doing good deeds, but he didn't quite agree with Fan Wubing's approach of putting the two paper figures in the courtyard for public display.

But Fan Wubing gave him face, and he didn't care about himself, so he just let him go. They were just two paper figures anyway. The tricks the Japanese had come up with in the past were much more disgusting than this.

At the same time, the Murata Martial Arts Hall was also overcrowded. The disciples who had returned home carried their injured comrades and cried to their master, Takeo Murata, asking him to provide them with justice.

Takeo Murata sat on the futon in the middle of the hall with his eyes closed, his eyes slightly closed, and he looked as calm as a master. No one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

"What are you doing, master?" A new apprentice asked his companion in a low voice.

"Just show off. Aren't all the masters in novels like this?" The companion was injured on the forehead by the broken blade in this conflict. His head is now wrapped with a bandage. Hearing his words The question was asked and he immediately answered angrily.

"Baga!" Aso Kojiro, who had recovered a little, heard the disrespectful words of the two people, and immediately slapped them both in the face, and then cursed, "You two pig heads actually dare to slander the master, you are really treasonous! "

Aso Kojiro is the elder brother and has his own authority. The two people who were beaten did not dare to complain and shrank to the side. They just looked at Aso Kojiro with some resentment in their eyes.

At this time, Takeo Murata suddenly opened his eyes, and everyone's hearts were shocked, as if a golden light burst out from Takeo Murata's eyes just now, which was very heart-stopping.

"Master is indeed an expert," Aso Kojiro sighed in his heart. After studying for so many years, he still did not learn the true meaning of this. Otherwise, he would not have suffered such a big loss today.

Takeo Murata looked at the disciples sitting around him and said to them slowly, "I just thought about it, this Fan Wubing is worthy of my action."

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