Seeing those guys rushing over screaming, He Zhenzhong looked disdainfully and cursed a group of idiots in his heart. Although the number of people seemed to be large, in fact, there were only about a dozen of them around him, and besides, there were only a dozen of them around him.
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And considering that his body has been strengthened at the intermediate level, maybe he can really perform a miracle in this place that will make the little devil vomit blood.
This is also his purpose of irritating these little devils.
"If you don't cry until you see the coffin, you'll kill him."
"Let him be unable to live and die."
Whoosh.
Following the roar, several sticks and even sharp knives fell towards He Zhenzhong from his right hand.
Click.
He Zhenzhong clenched his fists and whispered. Then he leaned forward with his upper body, kicked his feet, jumped to the top, and pounced forward. His right hand explored like lightning, and his five fingers suddenly opened, and he was like a monkey stealing a peach.
launch.
Snapped.
He grabbed the bulging ball, and then He Zhenzhong pinched it fiercely.
Snapped.
A slight sound of breaking eggs seemed to be heard.
"ah."
boom.
The screams stopped suddenly, and the guy was punched in the stomach and fell down in pain.
He Zhenzhong's body landed on the ground, he put his left hand on the ground, twisted his body, made a Thomas spin, tightened his right foot, and swept out.
boom.
boom.
boom.
The feet of the little devils in the surrounding circle could not bear the strength of He Zhenzhong's strengthened feet, as if they had been hit hard by an iron rod. Those guys screamed and fell to the ground, and everyone in the scene suddenly fell on their backs.
hiss.
The people around who were watching the excitement couldn't help but gasped. It was so fierce. The Chinese actually suppressed the Japanese and beat them all by himself. It looked like he was very relaxed.
In the peripheral crowd, a dozen little devils looked at each other, nodded each, and then pushed forward, with both hands falling to their waists and touching their cold heads. They were all from the Japanese Security Bureau
As an agent, naturally they cannot watch a Chinese show off their power in Japan's territory, and at the Yasukuni Shrine, a place of special significance to the Japanese.
On the other side, He Zhenzhong was like a wolf among sheep, hitting with elbows, kicks, and headbutts. Every part of his body became a weapon. He was like a human war machine in the crowd of little devils.
Rampage, rampage.
Although those little devils had broken all their teeth and used all their strength to suck milk, it was still of no use. As long as they were hit by He Zhenzhong's fist, they could only lie down.
call.
boom.
A punch landed on a guy's nose, causing his nose to collapse and blood spattered. As soon as He Zhenzhong withdrew his fist, he heard a roar from behind and a strong wind.
It's the first.
He turned sideways.
A feeling of coldness passed through his waist, and then the head of the sword was slashed horizontally.
Boom.
He Zhenzhong turned his feet, then flipped sideways twice in a row and dodged.
Whoosh.
Snap, snap.
Two wooden sticks fell on him, and red marks instantly appeared on his shoulders.
There were too many imps, and he could not completely dodge all the attacks.
"ah.."
He Zhenzhong roared loudly, murderous intent surged through his body, his aura was rising again, his body suddenly straightened, and the wooden sticks that fell on him bounced away.
Boom.
He stamped his foot on the ground and rushed out, leaving a shallow footprint on the ground.
call.
Two more stabs came.
He Zhenzhong seemed to have not seen it, and he had to make a quick decision.
call.
The cold light suddenly appeared, bringing with it a heart-stopping murderous intent.
puff.
After being stabbed, the little Japs agent's face lit up, but then the smile on his face froze. The tip of the knife pierced in, but it was immediately stuck.
not good.
call.
boom.
Click.
There was a terrifying sound of bone cracking, and the guy's chest collapsed instantly. He screamed and his body flew out.
Huh, huh.
The other two guys were stabbed in the head immediately.
He Zhenzhong turned sideways, then bent his feet, jumped high, and leaned back violently with his upper body. His body that had practiced jujitsu easily bent over, and then he stretched out his backhand and grabbed the guy behind him.
His hand twisted.
"ah."
Clang.
Amidst the screams, the head fell to the ground.
And almost at the same time, He Zhenzhong's raised feet suddenly pinched in the middle.
Two winds fill my ears.
Boom.
The little Japanese agent's ears were severely injured in an instant, and stars suddenly appeared in his eyes. A trace of blood flowed from his ears, nose, and mouth. There was a silly smile on his face, "Hey, there are so many stars." After that, he
The body shook a few times, and then fell down with a thud.
"Keep going."
"No matter how powerful he is, he is still a human being. There are so many of us, are we still afraid of him?"
"Wear him to death."
The Japs agents mixed in the crowd kept shouting.
"ah."
call.
boom.
Snapped.
A stick fell on the shoulder of He Zhenzhong, who had just landed and was standing firm. Because of the excessive force, it broke directly.
The little devil looked at the half-length stick in his hand and was immediately dumbfounded. The thick stick was broken, but this guy was still standing. Nothing happened to him?
call.
boom.
He Zhenzhong's foot fell on the fallen half of the stick.
call.
Boom.
puff.
With great force, the stick was directly pressed against the devil's chest. There was only a click, and then the guy's chest collapsed, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and stepped back, hitting the person behind him.
, a huge force surged in, and all the little devils in that area were squeezed back a few steps, and then they stabilized their bodies.
Deng Deng Deng.
However, He Zhenzhong did not pause at all. He moved his feet to the ground and pounced forward again. He no longer held back his hands, and his moves were fierce. Every move and every move went straight to the vital point. Although it would not hurt his life, it would not hurt his life on the chuag.
Lying down for a month or two is indispensable.
And the people around him were all dumbfounded.
"Today, I finally know what it means to be vigorous." An American tourist exclaimed.
Several Korean guys opened their mouths with disbelief on their faces.
"Is this guy still a human?"
"After receiving so many beatings and being stabbed in the head, how can you still hold on?"
Some Chinese tourists were full of joy.
"This is our Chinese Kung Fu."
"But, the wounds on his body." A girl raised her hand, covering her mouth, staring at the wound on He Zhenzhong's body where he was stabbed, her voice choked with sobs.
"Didn't you see that the people he hit were more miserable than him? None of them could stand up."
"Almost thirty people are missing. How long has it been? It's been less than five minutes."
The exclamations continued, and the onlookers were all shocked by He Zhenzhong's bravery and tenacity. They had to sigh, this man is really so fierce, beyond everyone's imagination.
However, they still did not believe that He Zhenzhong could fight to the end because there were too many Japanese at the scene.