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51. Anger 1

Fusang, the people sent by Qin Shihuang to search for the immortal formula did not dare to go back when they did not find the immortal formula, so they stayed and lived in a small land outside the Qin Dynasty. After more than a thousand years of reproduction, it became the small country of Fusang today.

In the history here, this is recorded in the history books, not in another time and space. The land called Japan swore not to admit that the origin of their country came from the Qin Dynasty. Here, it is written in black and white and cannot be denied.

Regardless of whether this Fusang Country was the same Fusang Country or not, she hated it anyway.

Beat him to death, nothing was said.

The punches hit the flesh, and Ziyu showed no mercy.

"Baga, you dare to hit us." Fuso Ronin, who was thrown out first, struck at the fish with a ferocious expression while holding his katana.

Beiming Changfeng, who was standing behind Ziyu with his hands behind his back and watching, saw this and flicked his fingertips slightly, and a small stone that was held in his hand at some point flew out and hit the ground with a bang.

On the katana.

Snap, the katana immediately broke into two pieces.

When Ziyu heard the sound, she turned around immediately and saw the Fuso warrior charging toward her with half a sword in his hand. He immediately turned around and dodged, and at the same time, a Shaolin North kick kicked the guy in the heart.

"How dare you little bastard..."

"You are the fucking bastard. Your whole family is a bastard." His face darkened, Ziyu flew forward, grabbed a samurai sword, and slashed at the three of them.

If you dare to call me a bastard, I will not call you Qin Ziyu unless I pluck out your skin today.

The sword carries the wind, specializes in attacking key points, and is an absolute professional attack for killing people.

She, Qin Ziyu, had learned Taekwondo and a little bit of Southern Quan and Northern Kung Fu. Her martial arts skills could only protect herself, but there was nothing amazing about her. However, at this moment, she was so angry that she was whipped around with a knife, causing the three Fuso Ronin to run away holding their heads.

Beiming Changfeng saw this and did not take any action. He would only pop out small stones from his fingertips from time to time, trapping the three ronin and not allowing them to run away or fight back. He allowed Ziyu to kill them.

"Baga, little bastard, just wait for us..."

"If you dare to hurt us, you will know the consequences..."

"Baga, Baga..."

The three people were suppressed and completely free to be beaten passively, but their expressions were ferocious and their faces were ferocious. The confidence they showed was overwhelming.

Ziyu frowned when he saw this, what kind of background do these Fuso Ronin have that dares them to be so arrogant?

"Young Master, someone is coming." Next to him, Di Yi suddenly said a long wind to the north.

There were rapid footsteps in the distance. They were very messy and numerous, and they were obviously rushing here.

Just now, a girl from the Qin Kingdom was molested by these three Fuso warriors, and no one stood up to speak. Now it's just these three people who are being beaten, and many people are coming here. Inside...

Beiming Changfeng looked up at Ziyu expressionlessly: "Solve it quickly."

Deal with it quickly, kill everyone and leave.

Ziyu's eyes moved slightly when he heard this, knowing that Beiming Changfeng's identity cannot be exposed here, otherwise there will be endless troubles, and he will immediately kill him as soon as his tactics change.

Coincidentally, at this moment, a low-pitched cry of panic suddenly came from my ears: "Young man, don't kill them, you can't kill them, you can't kill them."

Can't kill?

Can't you kill these three little Fuso warriors?

Ziyu kicked the person in front of him away and turned to look at the place where the sound came from.

Next to a gate in the alley, an old man who looked to be in his fifties stuck his head out of the door and waved his hand at Ziyu, his face full of nervousness and fear.

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