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Wubing sneered and looked at the warriors rushing over, feeling like they were in the Hongkou Dojo.

However, the samurai of the Murata Budo Hall who rushed over with grim teeth rushed over, rushed to stop their steps after only two steps. The ones behind them rushed tightly and directly hit the person in front of them, and suddenly became a mess.

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

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

The person behind looked at the scene ahead and stopped talking sarcastically. He stopped obediently, holding the long sword in a stalemate, neither daring to rush forward nor willing to retreat, with a strange expression on his face.

Behind Fan Wubing, more than a dozen bodyguards took out micro-rushing or pistols, and the black muzzle was facing the warriors who wanted to rush forward. It seemed that as long as they dared to get closer, they would immediately give them one or two peanuts to taste.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and the guy Aso Kojiro who was kicked away by Fan Wubing crawled back. His butt was kicked to the advantage and numb. He felt his tail bones shattered, and his body was also sore, as if he was thrown into a roller and rolled for two hours. Especially the part that was hit continuously by Fan Wubing's Bengquan just now was even more painful. Aso Kojiro felt that his internal organs must have suffered serious injuries.

"They dare not shoot!" Aso Kojiro endured the pain and said to the warriors.

"Huh?" Fan Wubing frowned. He didn't expect that this guy's bones were quite hard and he could climb back by himself. I don't know if he was too light in his attack or the other party's kung fu foundation was much better than he expected. Anyway, he climbed back by himself, which made Fan Wubing feel a little unhappy.

If you lose, you will be defeated. Just lie there and wait for others to rescue you. You have to be a hero and crawl back. Do you think you can't beat Xiaoqiang?

Aso Kojiro crawled into the crowd and fell and sat there. He felt his butt burning. He stared at Fan Wubing with an hatred and said, "This is the Chinese Embassy. They dare not make a big fuss. You just need to go together. If something happens, we will be responsible!"

Fan Wubing smiled and said, "I understand and tell you. My bodyguards are all American passports!"

"Wow—" The samurai immediately took two steps back as soon as Kojiro Aso had a little stimulation.

The Japanese are not afraid of the Chinese, but Americans. At that time, the Americans threw two atomic bombs called Fatty and Little Boys in their places, Hiroshima and Nagasaki. They were scared. Until now, the US military base in Okinawa is still open. The US military garrison on the northern islands often make trouble for the Japanese.

It can be said that Americans committed crimes in Japan. The Japanese government has no jurisdiction. Therefore, when these samurai heard that the bodyguards were holding American passports, they immediately became a little timid. After all, it was useless to beat them. If they beat them, they would be unlucky. Few people were willing to do this kind of unpleasant thing on both sides.

The two groups of people were just stalemate. The Japanese dared not rush over. Fan Wubing's bodyguards would not rush over. They just looked at them coldly.

At this time, a man suddenly wandered over the grass and walked quietly along the ground. He suddenly found a wooden foot in front of him blocking his way. The snake rushed up and took a bite.

"Ah--" The warrior bitten by the snake immediately screamed and rushed out with the long sword in his hand.

Fan Wubing's bodyguards were naturally not idle. When they saw that the guy intends to commit a murder with a knife, they immediately fought back. The seals' shooting skills were naturally no problem. They broke the opponent's long sword with one shot. The long sword that broke into two pieces tumbling in the air and stabbed it on the belly of another warrior.

This scene looks like the other party is fighting together.

The warrior who was stabbed in the stomach by the broken knife immediately fell down softly, and the warriors who were originally shocked immediately jumped up like a blowout.

They thought that their companions were hit by these bodyguards, and they suddenly became angry and rushed over without caring about the threat of guns in the other party's hands. Fan Wubing's bodyguards did not show any weakness. They shot one by one and attacked the other party's long swords. Their guns were also extremely accurate. Suddenly, the warriors' long swords became broken blades, and the broken blades flew everywhere, which hurt many warriors. Everyone was suddenly bleeding and messed up.

Seeing that the other party was all red, Fan Wubing was worried about trouble, so he immediately took action decisively and kicked the dozen warriors who were rushing in front out of the embassy's lawn and rolled onto the main road.

Seeing that the most elite force among their group of people could not resist, the rest immediately dispersed and retreated. They had not forgotten to drag their companions away, but there was a piece of blood left on the ground, which looked very impressive.

After that, I thought there was such a big mess here.

After watching the group of people retreat, the embassy ran over and said, "These guys are all braised candy, and they can't get rid of them if they get stuck. They will definitely come to make trouble again tomorrow."

Fan Wubing nodded and said, "It seems that I have to solve them completely to avoid leaving any troubles for you."

"That's not easy. There are many people in these guys. There are about 300 people in the Martial Arts Association. They are all famous gangsters and underworld elements. They are inevitable every time they make trouble." The people from the embassy replied.

Fan Wubing looked around and saw the two paper men carrying the people over there, so he came up with a solution and gave instructions to the bodyguards, and immediately someone carried the two paper men over.

"This thing should be burned, it's really insulting." Everyone onlookers suggested in anger.

Waving his hand, Fan Wubing stopped the impulsive crowd and asked the embassy staff, "Can you find some white paper and pen and ink? There is also the paste that needs some--"

"Of course there is, but what are you doing?" The embassy staff asked casually, and then asked someone to bring me a pen and ink.

Fan Wubing used white paper to cover his name, then wrote Takeo Murata's name on it, and then lit the little Japanese logo Rendan beard on the paper man's lips, and drew a black sun cloth strip on his head. Then he asked everyone, "Doesn't this feel much better?"

"It's still a little bit too late, I should put them in a kimono." Someone suggested.

The people in the embassy were also bored, so they immediately cut out the kimono and put it on the paper man. From this, they looked like two Japanese samurai.

However, the embassy said that if you look at this kind of thing, just burn it, it is not good to carry it out, after all, it is not conducive to China-Japan friendly relations.

Fan Wubing said, "I am going to kick the hall, and I am not going to put these two things at the door of the embassy to demonstrate. It has nothing to do with China-Japan friendship or something."

The ambassador was not in the embassy. After hearing the news that Fan Wubing was about to go to the hall, the counselor was so scared that he hurried over to dissuade him, saying that China-Japan relations are very delicate at the moment, and it would be difficult to deal with if there was another stir because of this matter.

Fan Wubing thought about it and felt that what he said was a little reasonable. After all, he had beaten two of his apprentices to death. Although he was brought to the door this time, they were the ones who suffered the loss. He really didn't suffer any losses. He was about to return to China in a few days, and he had to implement the overall relocation of Jiang Automobile Research Institute and production line back to China. He really didn't have much time to care about these Japanese ruffians and dilapidated people.

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

The counselor was naturally satisfied with Fan Wubing's good deeds, but he did not agree with Fan Wubing's practice of putting two paper men in the yard to show his public.

But Fan Wubing gave him face and he didn't care much about himself, so he let him go. Anyway, he was just two paper people. The tricks made by the Japanese in the past were much disgusting than this.

At the same time, the Murata Takedo Hall was also crowded. Those disciples who returned home in vain carried their injured colleagues to cry to their master Takeo Murata and asked their master to uphold justice.

Takeo Murata sat on the futon in the hall with his eyes closed, his eyes slightly closed, with a calm and stern look. No one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

"What is the master doing?" a new apprentice asked his companion in a low voice.

"Pretending off, aren't the masters in the novel all this kind of virtue?" The companion was injured by the broken blade in this conflict. He was now wearing a bandage on his head. When he heard his question, he immediately replied without any worries.

"Baga!" Aso Kojiro, who had recovered a little, heard the disrespectful words of the two of them, immediately slapped them in the face, and then cursed, "You two pig heads, dare to slander the master. It's really a ruthless thing!"

Aso Kojiro is the eldest brother, and he has his own authority. The two people who were beaten dared not complain. They retreated aside, but they looked at Aso Kojiro's eyes with some resentment.

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 gaze just now, which was very heart-wrenching.

"The master is indeed a master-" Aso Kojiro sighed in his heart. He had studied for so many years but had not learned the true meaning of this, otherwise he would not have suffered a great loss today.

Takeo Murata looked at the apprentices sitting beneath him and said to them slowly, "I just thought about it. This Fan Wubing is worth my action."

Today's first update is to be continued,)
Chapter completed!