Huo Qingyun looked at the scene in front of him, his heart was shaking and he couldn't believe it.
As one of the few master-level Bajiquan masters in the world and the successor of Huo Diange, the master of Baji, he was naturally able to estimate the strength of the three people in front of him.
If there was a life-and-death fight, and they were alone, Huo Qingyun was confident that he would have the upper hand, and he would be able to do it with ease, knowing whether to kill or capture.
If there are two people, with a little effort, he can still kill one person, injure another person, and leave calmly.
If all three of them came together, he would have no choice but to flee.
Who would have thought that three such sharp men would use encirclement tactics to attack the handsome young man in front of them. As a result, he easily knocked away his weapons before he even finished his attack, and then severely injured the enemy with his punches.
Three warriors with such powerful skills were so vulnerable in front of him!
"He uses the Gong Family's Sixty-Four Hands, and he is so young. Could it be that he is a close disciple of Senior Gong Baosen of the Bagua Sect, Feng Zhou, a professor from Nankai?"
Huo Qingyun was shocked, and a name suddenly appeared in his mind.
Some time ago, his clan brother Huo Qingfei from the Baji lineage fought against Feng Zhou, and the result was that he was completely vulnerable. If he hadn't been merciful, he would have been crippled with just one move.
Huo Qingyun, his stepfather Huo Diange, and their fellow disciples worked for Puyi, the deposed emperor of the Qing Dynasty. They were busy fighting for the Daofei Revolution and proclaiming themselves emperor in the Northeast. Naturally, they did not have time to find Feng Zhou to regain his position. But Feng Zhou's strength.
Huo Qingyun still made an estimate.
Huo Qingfei's Bajiquan can reach at most 70% of Huo Qingyun's level. If Huo Qingyun attacks with all his strength, he can defeat his clan brother within a few moves.
Therefore, Huo Qingyun thought that Feng Zhou was at most a bit better than him.
However, he never expected that the Feng Zhou in front of him would be so amazing, completely beyond his imagination. His previous thoughts were nothing more than a frog in the well.
"Your Excellency, you are Mr. Feng, a close disciple of Senior Gong Baosen?"
Huo Qingyun raised his hands and asked.
Not only Huo Qingyun was shocked, but Queen Wanrong was also very surprised.
She originally thought that the handsome young man in front of her was just a young boxer with slightly better martial arts skills.
Puyi had many such good players around him, and Wanrong had seen so many of them that he never cared about them.
But I didn't expect that the handsome boy in front of me would actually attack three of them. Not only did he remain unharmed, but he also seriously injured the three people who attacked him. It was really shocking.
"It's so unpredictable!"
Wanrong thought secretly in her heart.
"Yes, that's right."
Feng Zhou responded to Huo Qingyun's question calmly, and then turned to the three people: "You are about to die, do you still dare to speak harshly?"
"We..." The three people were trembling all over, unable to move, with great terror in their eyes. It was obvious that they were afraid of Feng Zhou to the bottom of their hearts.
"Who is the mastermind behind you, you'd better tell me, otherwise, I will make you suffer a hundred times more!"
Feng Zhou said calmly, with strong confidence in his tone.
Between life and death, there is great terror.
The three people who fell on the ground trembled, and the masked man in the lead said: "In front of an expert like you, we have no way to hide. To be honest with you, the person behind our scenes is Mr. Doihara, the head of the Fengtian Secret Service.
It’s Yoshiko Kawashima.”
As soon as the masked man spoke, Wanrong's face turned pale.
She didn't expect that she would be involved in such a big conspiracy.
Although she was Puyi's queen, she was just a woman living in Tianjin. Because she couldn't quarrel with Puyi and could only buy and buy, how could a concession girl attract the attention of the Japanese spy? This made her even more chilling.
What is surprising is that the person presiding over this matter was Yoshiko Kawashima, who was born in the Manchu royal family.
Yoshiko Kawashima, whose Chinese name is Jin Bihui, the fourteenth daughter of the last Prince Aisin Gioro-Shanqi, Aisin Gioro-Hsien, a Japanese spy, the Huanggutun Incident, the September 18th Incident, and next year's 128th Incident,
With her participation, it can be said that there are so many crimes that it’s hard to describe them all.
As soon as the name was spoken, Wanrong's body trembled and her face turned ashen. If Huo Qingyun hadn't supported her, she might have softened on the spot.
Just when Feng Zhou turned around to see Wanrong.
A shocking murderous aura suddenly burst out, and a black shadow suddenly flashed out from behind a big tree near everyone, holding a dagger and stabbing Feng Zhou in the back like lightning.
This lurker was obviously a top-notch master in ninjutsu. He was hiding near them, and even with Feng Zhou's sharp six senses, he couldn't accurately determine where he was. He had been holding back until now, and finally caught the moment when Feng Zhou was diverting his attention, and struck boldly.
"careful!"
Huo Qingyun happened to see this scene and opened his mouth to issue a warning, but the killer was so fast that he didn't even have time to say the word "be careful".
"I've been waiting for you!"
Feng Zhou suddenly turned around, with a half-smiling look on his face. He turned a palm from behind and struck out like lightning, instantly cutting into the killer's right hand.
It is the flower hidden under the leaves in the hands of Gong Family Sixty-Four.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound of broken bones.
In the eyes of the killer who looked in disbelief, Feng Zhou unexpectedly broke his right wrist holding the dagger with his bare hands, and the dagger flew far away.
"ah……"
A burst of severe pain entered the killer's mind, causing him to scream.
But as an excellent ninja, the most important thing is to be patient. At this time, the killer did not care about the pain. He bent strangely, twisting his body like an earthworm, and narrowly escaped Feng Zhou's grasp.
.Then he made a sharp bow of his body and shot out like a spring, retreating faster than before.
If you miss a hit, you will be able to escape a thousand miles.
"Haha, the escape technique of Ninjutsu is indeed top-notch!"
Seeing the killer quickly retreating backwards, bouncing over the three-meter-high wall, and disappearing into the night. Even Feng Zhou couldn't help but admire him.
But Feng Zhou just sighed slightly, and then tapped the ground three times.
Three stones suddenly flew out and hit the temples of the three people lying on the ground, killing them one by one.
The best enemy is always the dead.
Since Wan Rong was saved casually, let's do the good thing to the end. Seeing that Huo Qingyun is not a subtle person, he may not think of killing people and silencing them, so don't leave any future troubles.
Feng Zhou glanced at Wanrong and Huo Qingyun and said, "Goodbye now!", and then without waiting for Wanrong and Huo Qingyun to agree, he stepped out and appeared in front of the wall in the next second, and disappeared in the next second.
not see.
"This guy...."
Huo Qingyun was dumbfounded and shocked. What surprised him was that Feng Zhou's skills were completely beyond his imagination.
"Qingyun, do you know this gentleman?" Wanrong asked, her tone was calm, but her heart was uneasy.
"I would like to inform you, Madam Qi, that this person is a visiting professor at the private Nankai University. He is also a close disciple of the Neijiaquan master. He is both civilized and martial. He defeated his subordinate brother Huo Qingfei some time ago and shocked the Jin gate guards."
Huo Qingyun sighed.
He didn't think much about it, nor did he notice the strange look in his "mistress's" eyes.
"So powerful?" Wanrong covered her mouth and shot out a dazzling light.
…
At this time, Feng Zhou had already chased the ninja killer several hundred meters away. Although the ninja killer had broken his wrist, he had practiced ninjutsu for a long time and had amazing endurance. Although he was sweating in pain, he gritted his teeth and persisted until he ran away.
After walking two miles away, he stopped and grabbed the wrist of his broken arm with his left hand, breathing heavily. At the same time, he looked around to see where the nearest hospital was.
"Aren't you going to run away?"
A leisurely voice suddenly came from behind him.
The killer turned around sharply and saw Feng Zhou coming leisurely as if taking a walk. He couldn't help but widen his eyes with a look of shock on his face.
His own speed pushes his body to the limit and he exerts all his strength. An ordinary martial artist would have been thrown far away by him.
He was chasing after him so quickly! It was as if he had been right behind him.
He is obviously just a boy of eighteen or nineteen, but he is so terrifying!