Chapter 1059 Murder

Chapter 1059 Killing

Matsushita Jigoro will never forget that night in the capital, the night when his bare buttocks were insulted by Zhao Jianhui's people. When he thinks about it, he gets goosebumps all over his body. If possible, he also wants Zhao Jianhui to taste it. Such a taste.

Yumi Ikeda had been calculating the best time to take action, and saw that Zhao Jianhui seemed to have focused all his energy on the fat man next to him, not paying attention to himself at all. Yumi Ikeda flipped her wrist, and a sharp single sword appeared in her hand.

Yumi Ikeda's knife was specially custom-made. It is less than a foot long and only as wide as three fingers. Strictly speaking, this cannot be regarded as a knife, but should be regarded as a giant dagger. However, this dagger was made to look like a single sword, and its cold light was so dazzling that it was daunting.

Yumi Ikeda's body suddenly shot up, bouncing up from two meters away like a bird, leaping down from a high altitude with a knife in hand, and the cold sword light hit Zhao Jianhui's face directly.

Zhao Jianhui suddenly smiled and jumped up quickly, his back almost rising five meters against the pine tree. Ikeda Yumi's white clothes were fluttering, and like a fairy in the air, she slashed along the soles of Zhao Jianhui's feet with a single sword towards the big tree he was leaning on behind. When he realized that the person he wanted to chop was already flying above his head, Ikeda Yumi quickly changed his moves and slapped the tree trunk with his left hand. While turning his body back, he raised the sword with his right hand.

Zhao Jianhui originally wanted to step on her to vent his anger, but he didn't know that this woman was really quick to change her moves. When she turned back, she also prevented her own move, so she laughed loudly, put her toes on the tree trunk, and slanted her body. He jumped vertically and then jumped up. The man, who was more than one meter tall, folded his body sideways in the air, accelerated and changed the line. He landed almost at the same time as Ikeda Yumi, and cut horizontally with one palm, straight into her blind spot.

Yumi Ikeda didn't expect Zhao Jianhui to have such a hand. She thought about it but it was too late to react. She subconsciously bowed her waist and used the feeling to backhand Zhao Jianhui from behind with the hand holding the knife.

"Isn't it good? It seems that your kung fu has improved a lot since we left Hong Kong?" Zhao Jianhui praised, while touching the ground with his right foot, he kicked out his left leg towards her right ribs.

Yumi Ikeda didn't expect Zhao Jianhui to be able to attack from this angle, so she flew back with a look of shock on her face. Just as she was about to retract the hand holding the knife, Zhao Jianhui kicked him and the knife flew out.

Zhao Jianhui roared and launched a series of whirlwind kicks over her head. Yumi Ikeda lowered her head in time to avoid the damage. After retreating, she immediately launched a counterattack and swept towards his neck with a wind-sounding kick.

Zhao Jianhui stepped forward and raised his arm to block the blow. Unexpectedly, her fists and kicks were also unambiguous. The force of this blow was so heavy that even Zhao Jianhui felt a slight pain in his arm.

Ikeda Yumi succeeded with one blow, and jumped up with a lightning step. She spun her body and flew up with her left foot. Zhao Jianhui used enough strength this time to prepare to block again, but it turned out that Ikeda Yumi's move was a feint. Just now she kicked She was hit in Zhao Jianhui's arm, and her toes and half of her calf were numb from the shock. How could she dare to actually kick Zhao Jianhui's body? Seeing that Zhao Jianhui was just as she imagined, he raised his arms and tried to block it. Her right foot, which was supporting her body, rose into the air again little by little. While her body was spinning in the air, her right leg was aimed at the bottom of Zhao Jianhui's abdomen...

Smelly man, aren't you using your strength to bully others? I see you have bones growing in this area, as hard as iron?

"Ah? You are such a cruel woman, how can you attack here?" Zhao Jianhui's expression changed slightly, and he raised his right leg to block with a hint of panic.

Yumi Ikeda groaned inwardly, and this move immediately turned into reality. Her body landed on the ground, and her right arm supported the ground, holding her body in the air. Her left foot kicked hard at Zhao Jianhui's calf, which was the only support for her body.

If he was kicked by her, although it would not be inferred that there was a fracture, he would definitely suffer a big fall. Zhao Jianhui stood on the ground with one leg and smiled.

With his arms spread out like the wings of a giant bird, he actually lifted his body by half a meter in this posture. Immediately afterwards, his body fell in the air, and the toe of the golden rooster that rushed down independently touched Ikeda Yumi's calf. Similarly, as long as Zhao Jianhui's toe steps on it, Ikeda Yumi's leg will definitely be broken.

Yumi Ikeda's figure turned again, as if she was performing a hip-hop dance, she danced with two arms supporting her body, and then kicked Zhao Jianhui in the abdomen. This woman identified this area as a man's weak spot, and it seemed that she was unwilling to be unable to kick Zhao Jianhui.

Zhao Jianhui withdrew his left foot that had been stretched out in front of him, spun his body, rolled two or three meters away, and landed firmly on the ground.

Yumi Ikeda stood up with a beautiful handstand and looked at Zhao Jianhui with disdain. That seems to be saying, aren't you awesome? Why are you so miserable today? Come out if you have the ability?

Otherwise, why would you say that a woman has long hair but short knowledge? Zhao Jianhui was teasing her like a cat and a mouse. Yumi Ikeda didn't feel anything at all. He thought it was because he had trained hard after returning from Hong Kong and his kung fu had improved a lot.

Zhao Jianhui sneered and hooked his hand at her. Ikeda Yumi's eyebrows suddenly stood up: "Damn man..." She slipped her feet and launched a fierce offensive around Zhao Jianhui with dazzling footwork. Her leg skills should also be considered astonishing, her movements are fast and fierce, and her angles are extremely tricky. If it had been anyone else, he might have kicked him long ago. This time, Zhao Jianhui's feet were firmly nailed to the ground and he did not move even half a step. He just raised his hands and used them like knives to slash at the legs kicked by Ikeda Yumi.

It seems that Yumi Ikeda also saw the power of Zhao Jianhui's hands. As long as he was "cut" by him, his legs and feet would definitely be broken. As a result, a very strange scene appeared on the court. The person who was kicked remained motionless, but the person who kicked him kept retreating. The circle of Yumi Ikeda's attack was getting wider and wider. She couldn't help but let out a sharp scream, arched her right leg and repeated her old trick. She stepped forward, put her hands on the ground, and kicked Zhao Jianhui's lower abdomen with both feet.

Zhao Jianhui laughed and said to himself, do you really think your move is very powerful? He suddenly took half a step forward, yelled, raised his hand and swung it towards her leg.

Ikeda Yumi's calves collided with Zhao Jianhui's palms. No one doubted that her legs had the destructive power to break wood and bricks, but after all, her legs were still made of flesh and blood. Even if it was a steel plate, Zhao Jianhui could give it to her. It's cut open, let alone a woman's calf?

As Ikeda Yumi screamed loudly, bright red blood splashed all over the floor. She screamed and fell to the ground, clutching her legs. Her snow-white dress was already covered in dust.

"You...you..." Ikeda Yumi saw Zhao Jianhui standing in front of him with a smile, rubbing his palms constantly, as if his hands were dirty with her own body. Feeling hurt and angry, she could no longer say anything. Speak up.

Of course, Zhao Jianhui saw what she meant, and he sneered before her: "I will teach you a lesson today. There is no need to be fancy on the battlefield. The battlefield is about life and death, not victory or defeat. As long as you can kill the enemy, you can use any means. You can use any weapon. The best weapon is your body. Your head, mouth, hands, shoulders, arms, elbows, hips, knees, legs, and feet can kill people. younger sister?"

"You...you bastard..." Looking at his calm look, Ikeda Yumi couldn't help but gnashed her teeth in hatred: "Kill me if you can, otherwise, I will definitely not let you go..."

Zhao Jianhui raised his middle finger and waved it in front of her eyes: "Beautiful lady, your abacus is wrong..." Before she could react, Zhao Jianhui quickly turned sideways and reached Matsushita Jigoro's side like lightning. What he saw in front of him was the cruel murderous look in his eyes.

One of his hands was still in his arms to touch something. When he saw Zhao Jianhui floating in front of him like a ghost, Matsushita Jigoro's face twisted in fear. Zhao Jianhui smiled and said: "Hurry up..."

"Oh, ah?" Matsushita Jigoro simply didn't know what to think of the monster in front of him. It's a pity that he really couldn't get up anymore. The next moment, Zhao Jianhui's hand knife struck him hard on the neck. It was as if he had been hit by an axe. His screams suddenly stopped, his tongue stuck out, and he covered his neck with one hand and retreated frequently. At this time, the hand in his arms finally came out, holding a pistol in his hand!

Just now, Yumi Ikeda's face was clearly in pain and had changed color, but she still endured the pain to induce herself to speak. There was actually a trace of well-hidden surprise hidden in the tip of her eyebrows. Zhao Jianhui knew that this woman had another Have something to rely on. With a quick glance, he noticed something was wrong with the fat man behind him.

Although Matsushita Jigoro took out his pistol, it was too slow to aim at Zhao Jianhui, and it did not pose a threat. Zhao Jianhui pounced forward, grabbed his wrist and twisted it, while grabbing the gun body with his right hand. At this moment, Matsushita Jigoro finally pulled the trigger, but what puzzled him was that the gun did not go off - because Zhao Jianhui's thumb accidentally pulled the safety.

Zhao Jianhui grabbed his gun and twisted it. Matsushita Jigoro's finger was cut off by the trigger guard. He opened his mouth wide in pain but could not scream. Zhao Jianhui pinned his arm, twisted it, and smashed his face against the pine tree.

His nose was flattened, and there was a shocking blood stain on the tree.

"No...don't!...forgive..." He used his broken bellows-like throat to utter vague and low-pitched Japanese syllables, but unfortunately, Zhao Jianhui could only understand human language, and could not understand what he said clearly. What is it.

"Go to hell!" Zhao Jianhui's knee slammed into his back, and he raised his face with his right hand and cracked his jaw violently. The long-lost crisp sound of broken bones sounded, and his face was pushed to the back by Zhao Jianhui. Panasonic Jigoro's body twitched violently twice, then softened and slowly slid to the ground along the pine tree.

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