"If you don't want to drink a toast, you'll be fined. Give it to me." Ichiro Miura was so angry that he waved his right hand.
In an instant, the ten ninjas who were standing like pillars moved at the same time, pulled out a Japanese short sword from behind, and slashed towards Jiang Li in unison.
Ten long knives, gleaming in the moonlight, struck at various parts of Jiang Li's body, including his head, shoulders, chest, legs, and even his perineum, leaving no place that could be fatal.
"I'm going to play with you today." Jiang Li narrowed his eyes, took off his hat, threw it up, and it just happened to hang on a branch. Then, he stomped down and stepped on the wall in front of him with his right foot, his body
Using the force to roll in the air, he suddenly jumped behind a group of ninjas, flew with his feet, and immediately kicked one of them on the back. The majestic force suddenly exploded and kicked the person away.
As soon as Qianjin's magical power was activated, the Japanese ninja who was kicked out only rolled twice on the ground and was already lifeless.
First.
"Tiger and Crane." Jiang Li turned his hands into claws and rushed into the remaining nine ninjas. He dodged back and forth, and his whole body looked like a tiger down the mountain, with a surging momentum.
"Pa..." Jiang Li grabbed a ninja's knife-wielding wrist and exerted force on his hand. Hearing a squeaking sound, the long knife in the ninja's hand fell weakly. Jiang Li raised his foot and kicked one person in the chest, causing a huge blow.
The force directly nailed it to the wall.
the second.
"Bang..." He punched the ninja in front of him on the temple with a horizontal punch, and his secret force exploded, and his head was immediately smashed to pieces.
The third.
"Gudong." The remaining seven ninjas stood in a row. For a moment, they were restrained by Jiang Li's clean and neat methods, and they did not dare to move.
Miura Ichiro on the side just blinked and realized that three of the ten ninjas were dead. He couldn't help but salivate and sweat broke out on his head.
Those were ninjas, not Chinese cabbage, but three of them were killed like melons and vegetables? Miura Ichiro felt like he was dreaming.
"Die." The other party stopped, but Jiang Li didn't do that. With a look on his face, he used his feet on the walls on both sides of the alley and quickly jumped towards the ninja on the opposite side.
"Drink..." The seven ninjas cheered up and faced him with swords.
"Oolong spitting beads..." Jiang Li rolled his body, dodged a short knife, and punched the ninja in the middle at the throat, killing him.
the fourth.
"The Overlord lifts the cauldron." The moment he landed, he grabbed a ninja's clothes with both hands, threw it into the sky with a little force, and fell to the ground with a bang, falling upside down and lifeless.
Six.
"The arhat exposes his body, and the unicorn stumbles." Jiang Li turned over and hit the ninja on the right with both fists on the chest. At the same time, he kicked the other two ninjas on the chin with his feet.
nine.
"Bang bang bang..."
When Jiang Li landed on the ground again, in front of him was a stunned ninja with his sword raised high in both hands.
"Ah, oh Duosang, there is a ghost, there is a ghost." The ninja's legs trembled, he threw the short sword in his hand into the sky, turned around and ran away, shouting unconsciously.
Shaking his head, Jiang Li kicked the hilt of the fallen dagger, and a huge force exploded instantly. The dagger cut through the sky, passed straight through the ninja's chest, and was inserted into the wall.
The sounds in the alley suddenly stopped, and deathly silence returned again.
Miura Ichiro's legs became weak and he collapsed on the ground looking at Jiang Li walking towards him.
"Unexpectedly, President Jiang turned out to be a master who is no weaker than Huang Feihong. President Jiang is so hidden." Miura Ichiro smiled miserably, his face turned ashen.
After being punched by Jiang Li today, he still thought that the opponent was just a person who was proficient in kung fu. Ten ninjas were enough to deal with it. But now, he found that he was wrong, and he was very wrong. If this can also be called proficient
If so, then there will be no masters in this world.
"In your next life, don't come to China again." Jiang Li glanced at him indifferently, waved a silver needle and inserted it directly into his heart.
"Ho ho..." Miura Ichiro stretched out his hand, with full of unwillingness in his eyes, and his body fell down weakly, and soon turned into a pool of blood, even his clothes were gone.
"It's really a must-have artifact for home travel." Jiang Li exclaimed in admiration. He glanced at the corpses scattered in the alley, and there were even some stuck in the wall. With a wave of his right hand, he got a silver needle from all of them, destroying them.
No trace of the corpse.
Soon, the alley was cleared, and only the cold daggers lay quietly on the ground.
Jiang Li took off his hat, turned around and left. There was no stain on his body, just as clean and tidy as when he entered. Who would have thought that he had just experienced a crushing battle?
Just for fun, if Jiang Li really gets serious and uses rows of silver needles or flying knives, he will definitely end the battle faster than before.
He just wanted to try the methods of these ninjas. Unfortunately, they were not as amazing as he imagined. At best, they were just well-trained warriors.
Tiger, Jishan, foreign devils, and this team of ninjas have only been in this world for more than forty days, and he has already killed dozens of people. It seems that he is really not a good person.
Shaking his head, Jiang Li walked out and returned to Jiang Mansion.
"Master, Master Yan is here." Ah Fu came over and whispered.
"Well, go call Uncle Lin over. Also, pack your things. We will go to Guangzhou tomorrow." Jiang Li nodded and waved to him.
"Yes." Ah Fu bowed and replied, then stepped out.
Pushing open the door, Jiang Li glanced at Yan Zhendong who stood up after hearing the sound, took off the hat on his head, and hung it on the shelf at the door.
"Sir, after I killed the Japanese in the Ishikawa Dojo, I waited there all afternoon, but I didn't see the whereabouts of the old boy Ichiro Miura. I was afraid of being discovered, so I had to come back." Yan Zhendong looked a little unnatural.
, whispered.
"I already know, you don't need to worry about it, he has already gone down." Jiang Li nodded and said indifferently.
"I'm going to Guangzhou tomorrow. If you have any questions, you can send me a message. From now on, you will be able to run the martial arts school by yourself."
It was just an experiment for him to help Yan Zhendong. By now, he no longer looked down upon the opponent's martial arts. Moreover, he already had the iron cloth shirt and the eagle claw hand, so there was no need to take him with him everywhere.
Just think of it as doing a good deed.
"Guangzhou?" Yan Zhendong suddenly fell silent. For some reason, when he heard the news, he who should have been happy suddenly felt panic in his heart.
He had to admit that the feeling Jiang Li gave him these days was indelible. He seemed to be omnipotent, as if nothing in the world could stop him.
Unlike him, he has no strength and is just a reckless man.
Now when he suddenly heard that Jiang Li was leaving, the first feeling in his heart was not joy, but fear. Without Jiang Li, could he maintain the current situation in the future? Can he have a good relationship with the martial arts masters in Foshan? Can he bring Yan Yan to justice?
Will the family boxing be carried forward?
These questions, which he had never thought about before, suddenly filled his mind.
"Yan Zhendong, your kung fu is not bad. From now on, it will do no harm to you to read more books." Jiang Li looked at him and said lightly.
"Yes, young master." Yan Zhendong raised his head and replied.
"Okay, it's getting late, you can go back." Jiang Li nodded and said to him.
"Yes." Yan Zhendong took a deep breath, raised his head and looked at Jiang Li, then turned and left. Different from when he came, his back looked desolate.
"You've done what you have to do. From now on, it's all up to you." Jiang Li looked at Yan Zhendong's back and murmured.
It is impossible for him to help Yan Zhendong for the rest of his life. Since it has been determined that the so-called plot is not irreversible, it is enough.
"Master." Soon, the old butler Gu Lin came in.
"Has there been any news from Guangzhou in the past few days?" Jiang Li asked.
"According to the young master's instructions, those foreign goods have been sealed up, and there have been no more accidents. However, people from the White Lotus Sect go to the Chamber of Commerce to collect incense fees every day." Gu Lin said with an ugly face.
The dignified Sihai Chamber of Commerce is actually charged for incense. Where does this put their face?
"Don't worry, I will leave for Guangzhou tomorrow. You can stay in Foshan for a few days to get everything sorted, and then come find me in Guangzhou." Jiang Li raised his hand, sneered, and said in a deep voice.
"Yes." Gu Lin replied respectfully.
"Humph, White Lotus Sect." Jiang Li sat upright and snorted in his heart.
