When Meng Xiaoan's body approached the wall, a brilliant sword light cut from his left side like a ghost. If Meng Xiaoan hadn't been extremely vigilant, this knife would have cut off one of his arms and one of his heads.
The man wearing a white scarf held a samurai sword and looked at Meng Xiaoan indifferently. Meng Xiaoan did not wait for the man to make the next round of attacks. This was a kendo club, and no one knew how many masters were ambushing him.
Among them, the body rose into the air like a crane. The body of the man with the samurai sword also rose into the air. His man was in mid-air, and the sword struck Meng Xiaoan's back. Meng Xiaoan once again showed his abnormality.
At a superhuman level, his body made a 180-degree turn in the air in violation of the laws of physics.
"Good work." The man said to Meng Xiaoan who had already landed. Meng Xiaoan turned around and smiled, then raised his middle finger and disappeared into the night. Mitsubishi Yuya and Hong Ang had already walked out.
"President, he ran away." The indifferent man stepped forward. His name was Tanaka Futama. He was a master of martial arts and a confidant of Mitsubishi Yuya. He usually did not go out easily. Just now, he was writhing in the air in an abnormal manner towards Meng Xiaoan.
He admired it very much. As a warrior, he hoped that he could meet such a person so that he could improve his strength.
"It's Meng Xiaoan." Although he couldn't see the person's face, Hong Ang knew it when he saw the back.
"The most dangerous place is the safest place. It seems that this person is a bit brave." Mitsubishi Xiong said with a faint smile. At this time, Hong Ang's cell phone rang. After listening for a minute, his face became extremely gloomy.
"Mr. Hong, what's wrong?" Mitsubishi Xiong seemed to have a bad premonition that it wasn't Meng Xiaoan calling. Hong Ang said in a hoarse voice, "He recorded the conversation I just had." Mitsubishi Xiong is also an elusive person.
, has a capricious personality. After hearing this sentence, he was not angry, or he just didn't show it, but laughed sinisterly a few times. "Meng Xiaoan." Mitsubishi Yuya turned his head and said to Tanaka Mataji,
"Get him back."
Tanaka Mataji nodded and left the kendo club. Hong Ang said: "I will go too. Let's not contact you during this period. I will call you if anything happens." Mitsubishi Yuya said: "Mr. Hong
, OK, I'll wait for your news." As soon as Hong Ang left, a man with a short stature came over. "Should we agree to his request?" Mitsubishi Yuya said: "This person can be kept useful, and I want to get 5%.
The interest is too greedy, Nakamura, how long can the Hong Emperor under your control last?" Nakamura said: "President, he will wake up in five hours." Mitsubishi Yuya said: "Don't kill him yet,
Maybe Honghuang will be our trump card." Nakamura said: "I know the president." It was already late at night when Meng Xiaoan returned home, and his sister had already gone to bed. He knew that Mitsubishi Yuya would definitely send someone to kill him, but he first
Let Hong Ang and the others know that he recorded it so they should have some scruples.
After Meng Xiaoan walked into the room, Bronze said quietly: "You have provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked." She had already keenly sensed that a master was coming towards this direction. Meng Xiaoan did not expect the Japanese to come so quickly.
He said, "Master, there are always things that I have to face, and I can handle them." Qing Qing looked at Meng Xiaoan's confident eyes and said, "Some things cannot be solved by force." Meng Xiaoan was confident now.
His heart was extremely swollen, and he turned a deaf ear to what Master Bronze said: "Master, I can defeat them." Bronze said: "Okay, I'll see what you can defeat." Bronze said: "Don't underestimate the Japanese.
There are two Japanese among the top five on the Asian God List." Meng Xiaoan said: "Master, I know." Bronze sighed in his heart, and now Meng Xiaoan is a wild horse, a swollen wild horse, and said: "
You will understand later." Bronze continued: "He is here." Meng Xiaoan walked out of his room, "Come out, I have been waiting for you for a long time." Tanaka Mataji thought that he was unnoticed,
Hearing Meng Xiaoan's voice, he walked out slowly, his eyes were deep, and the aura of a strong man could be seen at a glance, and he said: "Heroes come from young, you are good." Meng Xiaoan shrugged his shoulders and said: "It's okay, you are alone.
Are you afraid of dying here?" Tanaka asked again: "You are a little arrogant, which is the most taboo thing for warriors." Meng Xiaoan couldn't listen to anyone's words now, and said: "Really? I see the true seal of my subordinates." Tanaka
Mataji smiled, slowly drew his sword, and faced Meng Xiaoan's eyebrows. Meng Xiaoan felt a fiery breath, sword energy? Meng Xiaoan's mind trembled slightly, but he didn't expect that Tanaka Mataji had reached the realm of sword energy.
?However, he had a body that was so strong that it was almost abnormal, so he didn't pay attention to the sword's energy. "Let you experience Chinese Kung Fu." Tanaka Mataji smiled faintly, held the handle of the sword with both hands, and shouted loudly,
Like lightning, he arrived in front of Meng Xiaoan and cut off Meng Xiaoan's good head. Meng Xiaoan's mouth showed a confident smile. At this time, he could use the willow swing in the wind. He keenly felt the blow of the knife.
Wind. Meng Xiaoan predicted the change of Tanaka Mataji's sword in advance. Sure enough, the samurai sword pointed at Meng Xiaoan's head suddenly cut into Meng Xiaoan's chest. Meng Xiaoan took a step back, his left shoulder sank, and he suddenly jumped up.
In one step, his right fist came to the left side of Tanaka Mataji's face.