Chapter 381 The strength of the national football team
Shi Zhong thought for a while, resisted the urge to beat up the arrogant guy in front of him, and said in Chinese in a slow tone: "Hello, I'm here to see Yagyu Sakura."
"There are no Yagyu Sakura here!" the leader said in broken Chinese, which surprised Shi Zhong. When did Chinese become so international, but he keenly caught the flash in the man's eyes.
Brilliant and surprised...
At this time, a man wearing a black samurai uniform walked out from inside, looked around, and said to the man in a suit who just led him: "What's going on?"
The man said respectfully to Bushido: "Sir, he is a Chinese, he said he is looking for Yagyu Sakura!"
The samurai glanced at Shi Zhong, but Shi Zhong walked up: "I'm here to find Sakura!"
"Get out!" The warrior's Chinese pronunciation was obviously more accurate than that of the man just now, and he scolded, "How can the Chinese come here? Get out of here!"
Shi Zhong stopped Semafa, who wanted to teach the samurai a lesson, and touched his nose. It seemed that Sakura was really inside, but she didn't know whether these Japanese were friends or foes of her.
"Ying, I'm Shi Zhong, come out!" Shi Zhong suddenly let out a Buddhist lion's roar and shouted loudly inside. In the hall inside, Ying, who was sitting upright, suddenly changed her face slightly and looked towards the door. She could hear this.
The voice, this is Shi Zhong's, how did he find it here?
Sitting cross-legged on the main seat is a young man, wearing a white samurai uniform with crimson cherry blossoms sprinkled on top. He looks a bit dazzling. His face is handsome even if he sees it, and his facial curves are very soft. He has a black sheath four feet tall.
The long sword was hung on the sword stand behind him. He glanced at Ying's side and chuckled: "Ying. It seems that you have made friends in China!"
There was a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on Sakura's seat. Hearing what the young man said, his face changed slightly. He immediately said: "Sato-kun, please don't get me wrong. Sakura has always been clean and self-sufficient. She"
The handsome young man waved his hand and interrupted: "Don't be suspicious, Yagyu-kun. I have absolute trust in Sakura. Master Hattori, what do you think?"
Opposite the middle-aged man known as Yagyu-kun, an old Japanese man sat cross-legged. He was dressed in a purple samurai uniform and said, "Master Sato's words are correct."
"It's just that I'm very curious about that Chinese!" the young man said softly.
Sakura's face was a little anxious for the first time. He knew that Shi Zhong was very powerful, but the people here were even more powerful. After all, I heard that they were here to complete a special task. The lineup was extremely strong, and just one Master Hattori Ichizo was incredible.
Well, that is the top figure in Japanese kendo. There is also Sato, who is said to be a kendo genius that is rare to see in Japan for a century. If his father had not climbed into power and attached great importance to him, he would not have anything to do with him.
When Shi Zhong made such a loud noise, the faces of the Japanese men in suits suddenly became extremely ugly, and their faces turned into undisguised anger.
"Baga!"
The warrior scolded angrily, strode over, and swung his palm towards Shi Zhong's face. His movements were very agile. Although he was wearing wooden clogs, his steps were very brisk, and he was in front of Shi Zhong in a few steps.
But then, before his hand touched Shi Zhong's face, those Japanese men in suits saw a figure fly past in front of them with a "whoosh". Then it hit the door in the distance heavily.
The black door panel was suddenly knocked apart and fell to both sides, while the poor warrior had already rolled in through the door.
"Semafa, you always like to steal the limelight from me!" Shi Zhong said helplessly.
Semafa smiled. In fact, he thought the boss's joke was not humorous at all, but he was his boss after all, so he had to squeeze out a smile. Naturally, Semafa's expression looked like he was crying.
"Baga!"
The remaining men in suits rushed over with angry shouts and punched and kicked Shi Zhong. Shi Zhong didn't even need to take action. Semafa had already strode over, like a giant rushing into a group of dwarves.
, one hand grabbed a person's collar and threw him out like a sandbag. Several unlucky guys hit the wall directly, and one was even more miserable. He was thrown high by Semafa and hung on a branch.
on, shouting in terror.
Shi Zhong smiled disdainfully, and was about to walk in when he suddenly heard the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and then saw a large number of young men walking out of the door quickly, all wearing black warrior uniforms.
Everyone held a samurai sword tightly in their hands.
There were about ten people in the group, and Shi Zhong was a little puzzled. Didn't it mean that this place was built by a Japanese businessman? Why are they all wearing samurai uniforms? Could it be that this place has become a Japanese base camp or a Japanese institution?
Shi Zhong knew that many samurai served the government and used their special force to perform some special tasks. For example, Fujiwara, whom he met in Beijing last time, later said that he was performing tasks for the government.
“Swish, swish, swish!!”
As if they were acting in a movie, these black warriors said nothing, stared at Shi Zhong with cold eyes, drew out their samurai swords, the tip of the sword glowed coldly under the moonlight, and pointed directly at Shi Zhong and Semafa,
It seems that as long as someone gives the order, they will pounce on them desperately.
Shi Zhong was not afraid of the light of the sword, but the old god said calmly: "I'm just looking for someone, why should I use swords against each other? Although China and Japan have never been very friendly, it hasn't reached this level yet, right?"
These black warriors remained silent, but stared at Shi Zhong closely, leaving Shi Zhong in trouble.
Semafa said: "Boss, do you need to punch in?" He was a little excited. Recently, during training, he felt that his strength had increased. Since he followed the boss, he has been suppressing the bellicose cells in his body, just to
I don't want to cause trouble to my boss, but this kind of patience is really uncomfortable.
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a white warrior uniform came out, glanced at Shi Zhong and Semafa coldly, and said: "Who are you? Doesn't China's law not treat people who break into houses without any reason?"
Convicted?"
He speaks Chinese well and his words are correct. It seems that this guy has stayed in China for a long time, or has been staying in China forever. Shi Zhong is more convinced that this is a Japanese institution. Ordinary private houses will have so many
samurai thug?
"Pfft!" Shi Zhong almost screamed. He originally thought that the other party would say such harsh words, but he didn't expect that he was a legal expert.
"I told you, I'm just here to find someone, and it was all self-defense!" Shi Zhong said, spreading his hands.
"Who are you looking for?" The middle-aged man's eyes were slightly suspicious.
"Sakura, Yagyu Sakura!" Shi Zhong said.
Originally this man's expression was a bit unkind, but when he heard that Shi Zhong was here to find Ying, his expression suddenly changed drastically. He looked at Shi Zhong as if he were looking at the enemy who stole his wife, as if Shi Zhong had put a high hat on him.
Like a cuckold, he yelled: "Baga, you do not know how to live or die, the Chinese are so low-minded, how can Miss Yagyu fall in love with you!"
"Do you really want to fight?" Shi Zhong turned to Semafa and said, Semafa nodded, and Shi Zhong said, "Don't show mercy!"
After receiving the boss's order, Semafa immediately no longer suppressed the hot blood boiling in his body. He stepped on his foot, and the huge force actually shattered the bluestone. With a "whoosh", his body rushed towards the middle-aged man who was still scolding.
It was as if his body suddenly shook and he appeared in front of the middle-aged man in an instant.
The middle-aged man was horrified, and instinctively wanted to draw the sword. As a result, only half of the cold light appeared, and Semafa's palm had already touched the middle-aged man's wrist holding the handle of the sword.
Semafa's strength was so great, he exerted force with his palm, and with one press, the blade that had been half pulled out was immediately pushed back. Then the middle-aged man saw that the fist in front of him suddenly turned into a millstone, and then just
I feel pain in my face, especially my nose.
"Bang!"
The middle-aged man's body immediately flew up, over everyone's heads, and came directly to a dry land to pull onions, and fell to the concrete floor. He struggled to stand up, opened his mouth, and spit out four or five teeth.
!
Fortunately, it wasn't blood mixed with internal organs. The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. However, he didn't know that Semafa had been merciful just now and his power had not penetrated. Otherwise, based on this guy's physique alone, no matter how hard his facial bones were, he would still be stuffed with blood.
Mafa was shattered by the terrifying power and ended up being disfigured.
At this time, the other warriors couldn't help but were all stunned. The middle-aged man was usually their secret, admired by everyone for his good kung fu, and had always been the target of some of them to catch up with them all their lives, but they didn't expect to be beaten by this person.
The Arab hit him and flew away without even having time to pull out his knife!
This is a great shame for the samurai!
"Baga, what are you doing here, why don't you just chop them up!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily.
Only then did the warriors in black remember that the two people in front of them were their enemies. They shouted to increase their morale, and then drew their swords and struck Semafa.
Semafa grinned, but shook his head. An opponent of this level was not even qualified to let him warm up. Semafa didn't know when he would start, and he would start acting like a boss.
The body rushed into the warriors, and then there was a "bang bang bang bang" sound and the crisp sound of swords falling to the ground. Many warriors screamed and flew out. In the distance, the bodyguards in black suits were surprised. It turned out that,
These samurai who usually behaved very arrogantly were nothing special. Their ending was not the same as mine.
Many samurai's swords were only halfway through swinging when Semafa got close to their bodies. Then they heard a few "crack" sounds. Several people dropped their swords in pain, covered their arms and sat down on the ground. Their wrist joints were all blocked.
Mafa was dislocated due to shock.
Finally, when clearing the field, Semafa kicked several guys away one by one. Those warriors were kicked down and lined up in a row. Shi Zhong sighed secretly when he saw it. The Chinese national football team has one-tenth of the strength of Semafa.
, enough to win the World Cup!
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