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He Zhenzhong stretched out his right hand to catch the figure, and stood there motionless.
"Here comes another Chinese pig, tut tut."
"Too weak and boring."
"Excuse me, who made them the sick men of East Asia?"
A few broken Chinese sentences came from the front.
He Zhenzhong frowned and stretched out his hand to push, "Is everything okay?"
Lin Zhenlong stood firm and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. His chest still ached slightly, so he shook his head.
Then, he turned his head and cursed at the few little devils who were walking out of the house: "Fuck, a few of them beat me up, how can I pay him back? Do you have the nerve to show off to me here? You idiot little devils, don't do that."
Only a bunch of bullshit Yamato people like you can do this. If I were you, I would take off my vagina and strangle myself to death, so as not to pollute the earth while still alive."
Five guys came from the front, carrying samurai swords and dressed as ninjas. Their faces immediately became distorted. They understood Chinese, so they understood Lin Zhenlong's curse words, and they immediately became furious.
"eight"
"Hey." Lin Zhenlong nodded, "Be good."
The teeth of several ninjas were almost broken. After swiping, the shiny katana was drawn out.
"I'm going to chop off all my limbs."
"Cut, chop, chop, you're paralyzed, all of them? I have five limbs in total. You're such a fool, you didn't even learn math well in elementary school. Do you still have the nerve to go out?" Lin Zhenlong cursed with spittle.
"Ah." The guy's face was distorted, he shook his head and shouted.
"Ah, ah, ah, your sister, you Japanese women know how to scream, but I didn't expect you men to know how to scream, in one word, owed grass."
"It's two words." The corner of He Zhenzhong's mouth twitched. This guy is worthy of being codenamed Sparrow. No one can compare with this mouth.
"Yes, two words, owe grass."
The five ninjas were all angry, grabbed their samurai swords, and rushed towards Lin Zhenlong.
Boom.
He Zhenzhong touched the ground with his feet, and his body flew past Lin Zhenlong in an instant, "You go and plant the bomb, leave it to me here."
"Yes." Lin Zhenlong did not hesitate, turned around and ran towards the other side.
Arrogant, you actually want to fight against five?
If not seeking death, what is it?
The five ninjas all sneered, then they would help this arrogant guy.
Deng Deng.
He Zhenzhong's toes touched the ground continuously, and his body accelerated again.
Boom.
When he was in front of him, He Zhenzhong bent his feet and jumped into the air. He held the dragon's tooth head in his right hand and chopped it off smoothly.
call.
A shrill scream sounded.
This was an unreserved blow from He Zhenzhong.
A flash of horror flashed in the eyes of the current ninja. He Zhenzhong's momentum was so strong that a chill suddenly rose in his heart. He gritted his teeth and endured it, stepping on his feet to steady his body.
call.
With a flick of the katana held tightly in both hands, he squatted down slightly, spread his feet apart, and concentrated all his strength on a pair of arms. He wanted to block He Zhenzhong's full blow, and then fight back with the other four to kill He Zhenzhong.
.
call.
A cold light flashed.
Swish.
The dragon's tooth head waved down.
Boom, He Zhenzhong landed on the ground, twisted his waist, turned his body, and threw himself towards the two ninjas who were rushing towards him.
The ninja looked at the intact samurai sword in his hand and laughed. What kind of bullshit master is he? He stood there and let the Chinese man chop him, but he didn't get hit.
He turned around.
Snapped.
The front part of the katana in his hand suddenly broke and fell.
What's going on? His eyes widened, but he couldn't see clearly, and there was a patch of blood red.
He quickly raised his left hand and touched it. It was warm and sticky.
Blood is blood.
His face suddenly turned frightened. Why was there blood on his head? He screamed, and a line of blood started from the center of his eyebrows and spread downwards, from his nose, mouth, to his chin.
Boom.
He fell back all of a sudden, his eyes still wide open and unblinking.
He was actually killed instantly with a knife.
Whoosh.
When, when.
And He Zhenzhong has already fought with four other ninjas.
Brushing, brushing, brushing.
Four slender samurai swords swung past and slashed at He Zhenzhong's head, chest, legs, and right hand.
The four little devils had obviously practiced the art of combined attack. They had a clear division of labor and were fierce in attacking He Zhenzhong's vital points.
call.
He Zhenzhong took a deep breath, and the light in his eyes continued to surge.
when.
Long Ya's head forced away a samurai sword. He Zhenzhong didn't pause at all. He turned his body slightly, and at the same time, he bent and bounced his feet and jumped on the spot.
Hoo ho ho.
All three samurai swords were instantly defeated.
While the person was in the air, He Zhenzhong twisted his waist, raised his right foot sharply, straightened it, and swept across.
Boom.
After kicking a guy away, He Zhenzhong landed on the ground and threw his body forward.
when.
The dragon's tooth head forced away the katana that was slashing at him.
He Zhenzhong stamped his foot on the ground, jumped up high, and then suddenly waved down his right hand.
call.
when.
The knife breaks, blood spatters, and people die.
hiss.
The three ninjas who were chasing after them couldn't help but gasp. They had just started to kill two people. Who was this Chinese? How could he be so powerful?
"Baga, kill."
"kill."
"kill."
For a moment, the three guys yelled to embolden themselves.
Today, either they will die or the Chinese will die. There is no way it will end peacefully.
The corners of He Zhenzhong's mouth turned up slightly, with a sneer on his face, then he turned his right hand, and the cold light of the dragon's tooth head lit up.
Boom.
With a stomp of his foot, his body was like a cannonball being discharged, and he flew towards the three ninjas to fight back.
Blood debts can only be paid with blood and nothing else.
Therefore, they will all die.
call.
when.
One guy's hand was shaken to the side and was a little numb. His teeth were almost broken. He Zhenzhong's strength was too tyrannical.
"kill."
call.
He Zhenzhong squatted down to avoid it, then threw the dragon's tooth head and shot out.
not good.
The guy's expression suddenly changed and he turned around.
Snapped.
He Zhenzhong grabbed the guy's right hand that was retracting, twisted it, and the samurai sword was released. He reached out with his left hand, grabbed the handle, and stabbed back violently.
puff.
The body of a guy who was charging towards him froze there, and the katana he raised high had no strength to slash down anymore. With a pop, as He Zhenzhong drew the sword, a trace of blood spattered, his body turned in a circle, and he fell with a thud.
land.
"ah."
Another guy rushed over, and He Zhenzhong's body sank suddenly, then turned sideways, and thrust his left hand diagonally upward like lightning, grabbed the guy's collar, and pulled him forward.
call.
The screaming ninja's body flew out.
Boom, he collided with another guy who was standing up after being stabbed by a dragon's tooth head.
He Zhenzhong stood up straight, all his strength concentrated on his right hand, and his muscles and veins all stood tall.
call.
The katana shot out quickly.
puff.
when.
Whoops, the bodies of the two guys were nailed through, and the handles of the samurai swords were still shaking.
He walked over, picked up the dragon tooth head, and wiped it clean on the corpse's clothes. He Zhenzhong turned around and looked at Situ Lingfeng walking over. In his hand, he was dragging a little Japanese who was beaten like a dead dog.