The young man opened his mouth and came to the others like a zombie, waving the meat knife mechanically. After a while, all twelve ears were harvested, and blood spattered all over his body.
The wails of the six islanders came one after another, making the ceiling rustle.
"Brother, this... this is always okay, right?" After the young man cut off his ears, he turned around and saw the other person holding a mobile phone and taking pictures non-stop, with a weird smile on his lips.
"You...what are you doing!" The young man suddenly took a breath of air, his scalp was numb, and his hands and feet were cold.
"Young man, you killed the villains of the island country cleanly and without mercy. You are really a role model for me as a good Chinese man! I plan to post the video online so that the patriotic young people can admire your great achievements!"
Ye Fan laughed loudly, which shocked the young man.
"Don't, otherwise I will die without a burial place! Brother, I was wrong, don't play tricks on me, I am cowardly..."
Ye Fan was too lazy to chat with him anymore, waved his hands and hummed: "Get out of the back door, and don't be a dog to foreign countries again!"
"Yes, yes, yes." The young man nodded repeatedly and ran away as if his butt was dripping with urine.
As for whether this kid would call the police, Ye Fan had no worries at all.
He put the ears of the islanders in a plastic bag and packed them away. "These can't be wasted. It's just a great gift for the Honor Karate Gym!"
Afterwards, Ye Fan left through the back door of the noodle shop.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he met Master Wang with a worried look on his face.
"Sir, is everything okay inside?"
Master Wang heard continuous wailing outside the main entrance. Fortunately, the street was noisy, otherwise it would have been easy to attract the police.
Ye Fan thought for a while and pulled Master Wang aside, "Master Wang, you can't stay in Nanjiang City anymore. If you believe me, I will leave you an address and you can move the store to Binhai. I promise to treat you as
With your craftsmanship, you can make a lot of money in Binhai!"
"Ah?" Master Wang was shocked and his mouth opened wide, "No, sir, have you killed someone?"
"That's not true. I just left a little something for those people." Ye Fan smiled lightly.
"Master Wang, you go to Binhai to hide for a while. Someone will arrange it for you there. If there is any loss, I will calculate it for you."
"I can't even continue to open, what else can I lose?" Master Wang smiled miserably, "Anyway, the store belongs to me, and no one else can take it away. Sir, I listen to you!"
"Master Wang, don't worry. I guarantee that your skills will not decline in Binhai."
Ye Fan patted Master Wang on the shoulder and left him a phone number, "Time is running out now. You should take your family to Binhai immediately. Once you get to Binhai, don't rush to open the store. We'll talk about it in a few days."
"I can spare this old man." Master Wang ran home without saying a word, packed up some things and left.
Fortunately, Master Wang's daughter is studying in Binhai, and his wife has gone to take care of her.
He was alone in Nanjiang and had no burden.
After watching Master Wang leave, Ye Fan slowly walked to the commercial street next door and found a leisure bar to sit in.
It was almost seven o'clock, but Ye Fan was not in a hurry.
The sky was getting dark, and more than sixty club members were called to the courtyard of the central hall during late repairs.
On a row of tatami mats, fourteen middle-aged men in white samurai uniforms were kneeling.
The oldest one sitting in the center is no less than fifty.
These fourteen people all have plum beards under their noses, samurai braids on the back of their heads, and their expressions are unusually solemn.
After serving tea to the fourteen people one by one, a tall young man knelt down at the front of the courtyard and asked angrily in broken Chinese: "Teacher Matsuda, what do you have to explain to us here?"
The Honor Karate Gym has a clear stipulation that as long as they are in China, those who can speak Chinese must use Chinese. This will not only increase their ability to communicate with the outside world, but also improve their own quality.
Even so, their pronunciation is really weird, and it sounds like they want to pop their anus with a corn cob.
"Today, a very tragic thing happened!"
The little old man sitting in the center said expressionlessly: "We received a notice from the police half an hour ago.
Seven senior members of my honorary karate gym, including Jiang Yijun and Mayuanjun, were seriously injured at Wangji Noodle House, and their ears were cut off!"
Although Matsuda's tone was neither urgent nor slow, it was full of murderous intent.
As soon as he finished speaking, the island members of the karate gym suddenly became shocked and angry.
"What? How is that possible!"
"Who dares to attack our great and honorable Karate Dojo?"
"Hmph, could it be that those gangs in Nanjiang did it?"
The courtyard in the middle hall became noisy.
A middle-aged man next to old man Matsuda shouted in a deep voice: "Quiet!"
The young man in the yard immediately fell silent, but the anger on his face remained unabated.
Seeing everyone quiet down, the middle-aged man from the island country said in a deep voice: "I suspect that someone did this deliberately.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Jiang Yijun and the others were provoking fights with local gangsters and were retaliated against in private!"
"Teacher Akasaka, tell me, what do you want us to do?" The young man kneeling at the front clenched his fists, "The authority of our honorary karate dojo will never be provoked by those inferior Chinese people!"
Akasaka waved his hands and said loudly: "Everyone, please be patient, we will definitely track down the real culprit in this matter!
Before that, I hope everyone will leave our karate gym as little as possible to avoid being attacked by those Chinese people using dirty tricks again..."
Before he could finish speaking, a contemptuous shout came from the wall of the central hall.
"No matter how well-educated I am, I can't stand listening to you anymore. Where do you island dogs get the confidence that you have the nerve to talk about quality?"
Everyone quickly turned around and saw a young man squatting on the wall, holding a plastic bag dripping with blood.
The young man stood up slowly with a cigarette in his mouth.
"With the abilities of you island country dogs, how dare you say that we Chinese people are filthy? Do we still have the nerve to survive if we use those methods to deal with you?"
"Who are you?" Old Matsuda looked at the other person with his head raised.
He was slightly surprised, when did this young man hide up there, and why didn't he notice it at all?
"Haha, my name is Lei Feng, that uncle from the People's Liberation Army who does good deeds without leaving his name behind!"
Ye Fan threw the plastic bag in his hand into the crowd, and the young people from the Honorary Karate Gym got out of the way.
"I brought some gifts for you, you're welcome!"
When the plastic bag fell to the ground, they gathered around to take a look, and saw seven or eight bloody ears scattered from inside.
"You! It's you!"
Suddenly someone pointed at Ye Fan and shouted angrily: "You did what happened at Wangji Noodle House!"
"Yes, I did it." Ye Fan did not deny it and laughed very calmly, "But I didn't use any dirty means. So, can you change the word, for example, brave and invincible?"
Ye Fan's unbridled laughter made the honorary karate gym members in the yard shocked and angry.
"The Chinese pig has been planted!"
"Come down!"
Ye Fan smiled faintly, jumped up, and landed steadily in the yard.
Fourteen karate instructors stood up and looked at him coldly.
"Who are you?" Matsuda frowned and asked, "Are you here to compete in the gym?!"
"Yes, my IQ is above the line." Ye Fan nodded and stretched, "You islanders have been domineering in my Chinese territory for long enough. Now it's time to repay your debt."
"Huh?" Matsuda looked at each other with a cold look and revealed his murderous intent: "Really? You are very courageous. I really want to see what abilities you have that will make you so confident!"
"You'll know after you try it." Ye Fan spread his legs slightly, with one palm in front and one behind. It was a standard Chinese martial arts starting position!
"Go!" Matsuda shouted coldly, "Make him pay the price!"
"Destroy him!"
In an instant, a dozen honorary karate gymnasts rushed towards Ye Fan, their fists hitting his body like raindrops.
"Slow... too slow!"
Ye Fan sneered, opened his hand, and immediately pulled someone's arm back.
The man's expression suddenly changed, and he felt like he was being pulled by a huge force, unable to resist at all.
"I have to say, you are so weak!"
Ye Fan pulled the member of the karate gym, pressed his head, and slammed into the wall behind him.
There was a "bang", and blood spurted out from the man's face. He could no longer hear the shouts beside him, his ears were ringing and buzzing, the bridge of his nose was deeply sunken, and a large piece of his chin was opened.
In just one blow, the members behind him had already arrived.
When Ye Fan fights, he always emphasizes a thunderous strike, and then turns around with two "bang bang" kicks.
The force of infinitely close to 600 kilograms is so terrifying. The impact is almost like that of a car driven 60 yards. Although it is not fatal, it will definitely not end well.
"ah!"
"Ouch……"
The two club members played exactly what they wanted, and were immediately kicked away. Their momentum continued unabated, and they knocked down four or five of their companions before falling heavily to the ground.
When the others saw that the two of them could not get up, they looked down and saw blood-stained foam vomiting from their mouths. They were frightened.
Ye Fan raised his fists and landed with great force.
A pair of fists were as if they were made of iron. The person who was hit fell to the ground without any suspense, and the sounds of broken bones could be heard one after another.
In just ten seconds, Honor arrived at the club empty-handed and a dozen people were knocked down. The other club members stopped and looked at Ye Fan in horror.
"He...why is he so strong?"
"I can't see how he punched at all!"
"Oh my god, there is such a master among Chinese pigs?"
Compared to the panic of the club members, Matsuda and others were shocked.
Ye Fan's Chinese martial arts background is so awesome that those club members who only know three-legged cat karate can't compete with him!
"Akasaka, Romu, the six of you take the katana and subdue him at all costs!" Matsuda shouted coldly, his face as heavy as water.
"Yes!" Without saying a word, the six middle-aged men drew their samurai swords and rushed towards Ye Fan.
At this time, Ye Fan saw that the surrounding islanders were not attacking, so he took the initiative to rush forward.
Suddenly, a cold light flashed past, and Ye Fan hurriedly stopped his feet and turned sideways to avoid the blow.