The people who came with Lao Song all looked surprised.
"What kind of equipment are you wearing? Do you think you are playing a game?" A soldier turned around and said with a smile.
Luo Yu waved his hand: "Let them see the fighting style of our blood unicorns. Little Japan likes armor, but we will still beat them until they are full of teeth."
Seeing this group of thugs disappearing into the darkness with weapons in hand, a woman with a ponytail asked Lao Song: "Captain Song, are they really okay?"
Old Song was also helpless: "The people of Blood Kirin never do things according to rules. It is impossible for them to follow the rules. They are not allowed to have any strict rules in the African jungle."
Yuji Inoue is practicing meditation quietly.
An hour of meditation every night allows him to get rid of all distracting thoughts in his mind, so that his martial arts can reach a new level.
Tonight seems to be uneventful again.
Suddenly, the energy-saving lamp hanging above his head flashed a few times and went out, and the whole room fell into darkness.
Yuuji Inoue slowly opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly in the black.
Picking up the intercom phone at hand, as soon as I put it to my ear I heard a busy tone from the phone.
"The phone line was cut off?" He frowned, then a smile appeared on his face, "Are you here? It's really fast."
When I opened the door and walked outside, the corridor was also dark.
"Where are the people!" Inoue Yuuji shouted in a deep voice. After a while, a surprised expression appeared on his face, and the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet.
None of the people assigned to guard the place today responded to his call. I remember there were usually at least six people here.
"Who's there!" Suddenly there was a sound of tiny footsteps not far away, and Yuji Inoue squinted his eyes.
The vision of a warrior is much better than that of ordinary people in the dark. Through the dim moonlight, Inoue Yuuji could vaguely see a tall and thin figure.
"Hey, have you eaten?" A cynical voice made Inoue Yuuji stunned for a moment. Although the other person spoke in standard Japanese, he obviously felt something was wrong.
I am here full of iron-blooded warriors of the Japanese Empire, how could anyone speak to me in such a hooligan tone?
"Who are you? Chinese?" Yuji Inoue asked. Before he finished speaking, the wall lamp next to him lit up at the same time.
Yuji Inoue saw that he and the young man opposite him were the only ones in the corridor.
He is tall and thin, with a rather thin figure. There is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. For some reason, he always feels that this smile looks very uncomfortable.
It was as if he was being scrutinized by him without any clothes on. This feeling made Inoue Yuji squirm.
"Are you Yuuji Inoue?" Luo Yu asked, looking at the middle-aged man with slightly gray hair covered by his hair. He glanced to the side from the corner of his eyes and told him, "No need to look for it. There is no living person on this floor except you and me."
Already."
"What do you mean?" Yuji Inoue's eyes flashed with a sharp look.
"Hey, don't you understand what I mean?" Luo Yuzhen felt that this guy was out of his mind. What he said was to tell him that all his men had been killed. The meaning was so clear that he still wanted to do it himself.
What to say!
"You are the Chinese that the president often mentioned, right? Why did you come to me alone?" At this time, Inoue Yuuji lost his previous nervousness.
Although the other party's thunderous tactics surprised him, reinforcements from his organization would arrive soon, and with the addition of the police, he only had to delay for five minutes, and the Chinese would not be able to escape even if he had wings.
Seeing the sneaky look on this old boy, Luo Yu guessed what he was thinking.
"You have no chance to keep me. I just heard that you are a master in Sakura Club, and then I wanted to come -"
Before Luo Yu could finish speaking, Inoue Yuji looked serious: "I've had this idea for a long time."
"Huh?" Luo Yu's face was full of surprise, "Do you know what I'm going to say?"
"Yes." Yuji Inoue had a serious face as he slowly took off his coat and folded it on the ground aside. "I have also been fascinated by Chinese kung fu for a long time, but I firmly believe that Japan's karate is the best in the world.
In terms of fighting skills, I think you have always wanted to compete with me, just like I thought."
"Do you really think I think that?" Luo Daguan wanted to laugh, but tried hard to hold it in, "I just can't stand your behavior, and I'm going to take your head back today." As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately punched him.
Luo Yu knew that Inoue Yuuji had some real skills, so he showed no mercy and punched him hard in the heart.
Inoue Yuuji secretly screamed, crossed his hands to block Luo Yu's attack, shouted lowly, and kicked Luo Yu's calf with a sharp kick.
Seeing Luo Yudian not dodge, Inoue Yuuji was ecstatic.
He knows the power of his kick best. He can break a tree as thick as a bowl with one kick. He does not need any props to perform a performance of smashing concrete slabs. Even if there are steel bars hidden inside, he can also kick them into soft noodles.
The calf carrying Rayleigh's voice went straight to Luo Yu's calf. Yuuji Inoue couldn't help but look up at Luo Yu's face, waiting for that familiar sound to be heard, accompanied by the painful expression of this ignorant Chinese.
Just when their calves were touching, Inoue Yuuji was surprised to find that there was a strange smile in Luo Yu's eyes, as if the conspiracy had succeeded.
"Hmm!" The pain from his calf muscles went straight to the subcortex of his brain. The sharp pain that suddenly penetrated his brain made Inoue Yuuji's breath stop and his vision went dark, so he almost fainted.
With a groan, he retracted his legs several times and then jumped out of Luo Yu's attack range. Seeing that the opponent did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him, Inoue Yuuji hurriedly lifted up his trouser legs. His right calf was purple and green, with dark red blood oozing faintly.
The pain was so excruciating that I wanted to punch the wall several times to get relief.
Why are his legs so hard!
Inoue Yuuji saw that he was seriously injured, but the other party looked as if nothing had happened, and his eyes were full of horror.
As if to answer his question, Officer Luo was shaking his thighs triumphantly, when suddenly with a bang, a shiny steel pipe slipped out of his trousers and fell to the ground, spinning.
"You!" Yuji Inoue almost spat out a mouthful of blood, "Why are you so despicable!"
"Am I despicable? Isn't it despicable if I stand still here and let you punch and kick me for a while?" Luo Yu said calmly, "A few days ago, in order to rescue a puppy that was about to be run over by a truck, I
I tried my best to stop the oncoming truck, but was injured by an old lady who was passing by on a bicycle to buy groceries. The doctor said that I should use steel pipes to fix the wound during my growth period to prevent me from growing into Japanese bow legs. This
Is there a problem? Who asked you to kick my calf!"
Luo Yu spoke plausibly. Yuuji Inoue has been pursuing martial arts all his life, but he couldn't say anything better. He was dumbfounded and didn't know how to answer him.
"Don't look at me like that. Although the TV media interviewed me afterwards and praised me for my noble character of self-sacrifice and using my deeds to educate countless lost young people, I just want to say that the silkworms will die when they die, and the candles will turn into ashes and tears.
Shi Qian is a true reflection of me."
Luo Daguan was chatting nonsense, and Inoue Yuuji felt dizzy. For a moment, he forgot about the injury to his calf and put both legs on the ground. Suddenly, the bones rubbed against each other and hurt, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead.