Kimura Jiro turned back angrily, his eyes widened involuntarily, and immediately he was like a duck with its neck stuck, and the rest of his words stopped abruptly.
Su Mengqing's sexy mouth was also opened roundly, and her face was filled with an incredible look.
Isn't this guy hanging on the wall?
How did he get down? It only took a blink of an eye! How did he do it?
Well, that's right, at this time Ye Xiaobai had escaped from the restraints of the handcuffs and was walking towards Kimura Jiro with a smirk on his face.
"You kid, you do have some skills, but even so, if I want to kill you, it's still easy... with just a flip of my hand."
After a brief shock, Kimura Jiro came back to his senses. With a "swish" sound, he took out the katana on his back with his backhand and held it with both hands.
Although he was a little surprised that Ye Xiaobai could break free from the handcuffs, Kimura Jiro immediately thought that the big leader could take three hundred moves in this kid's hands before defeat. And in his own hands, the big leader could only take one move at most.
With hundreds of moves, in comparison, this boy named Ye is no match for him at all, so Kimura Jiro is still full of confidence.
Immediately afterwards, the katana in Kimura Jiro's hand shone with a blade of light, shrouding Ye Xiaobai in it, and slashed down on his head.
However, he did not use this sword very often, and there were still several variations left in it, because he was not absolutely sure that he could kill the opponent instantly with one move, and was preparing for a series of chops.
"I don't believe it!"
Facing the overwhelming swords, Ye Xiaobai casually stretched out a hand, no, to be precise, it should be two fingers.
His movements are not very fast, even an ordinary person can see the trajectory of his shot.
I saw his two fingers passing through the heavy sword light. The next moment, Kimura Jiro's katana was lightly clamped by Ye Xiaobai with two fingers. The sword light immediately receded like the tide.
Dissipate in the air.
Jiro Kimura was horrified. He put all his strength into sucking, but the samurai sword clamped by Ye Xiaobai's two fingers did not move at all, as if the fingers holding his samurai sword were not human.
Rather, it is an extremely strong steel pliers.
"You are of such a low level, but you still have the nerve to show off in front of me. Oh, that's not cool!"
Shaking his head, Ye Xiaobai's eyes flashed with disappointment. He released the dark energy in his fingers, and with a crisp "click" sound, the samurai sword broke into two pieces.
Seeing this, Kimura Jiro twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, and his heart stirred up a storm. He trembled all over, and the half katana in his hand could no longer be held, and fell to the floor with a "dang" sound.
While the other party was talking and laughing, he was able to break the pure steel samurai sword into two pieces with the power of his fingers. Oh my God! How strong his finger strength is required to do this?
Kimura Jiro's eyes full of fighting spirit dimmed immediately, and he was as dejected as a defeated rooster. At this time, Ye Xiaobai gave him a feeling of standing on a mountain, and he was like a rooster.
As humble as an ant.
"Run quickly!"
Kimura Jiro reacted immediately and knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. This boy named Ye was too strong.
Of course Ye Xiaobai could see that Kimura Jiro wanted to run away. Fortunately, he had learned from the last time the big leader escaped. So this time, he couldn't let this Japanese samurai escape again. If he fell down in one place, it could be said that
You can forgive it for being careless, but if you fall twice, you are a huge fool!
So the moment Kimura Jiro wanted to run away, Ye Xiaobai stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's neck.
The backhand was slapped by a few big mouths, making a "pah, pah, pah" sound.
"This slap is for daring to scare Teacher Su."
"This slap is because you have no ability but want to kill me."
"This slap is for your arrogance!"
"This slap is for entering other people's rooms without knocking and being rude."
"And this slap is for that big leader."
After these few slaps, Kimura Jiro's cheeks were already swollen, and he felt that his molars on both sides had become loose and would fall out at any time.
When the big leader was mentioned, he was even more angry. Now that he had seen Ye Xiaobai's high-strength martial arts, he thought about the problem with his buttocks. He knew that the big leader's skills were not what Ye Xiaobai's general would be like. Look.
Come on, why did the battle take 300 moves to lose? It's all the boss's boast!
"This...this...what does this have to do with the leader?"
Because his cheeks were swollen, Kimura Jiro's voice was a bit muffled and leaky.
"Last time that big leader asked me to see his peerless sword skills, but he ran away before the fight even started. That incident made me feel very sad and sad. Since you are with him, he
Since you didn’t come, of course this debt will be borne by you.”
Saying that, Ye Xiaobai slapped him hard again.
Hearing this, Kimura Jiro almost dropped his jaw.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out that the big leader didn't even have the courage to fight. He even boasted that he had fought for 300 rounds... It was so shameless!
Only then did Kimura Jiro realize how badly he had been tricked by the big boss.
Thinking that he still vowed to take the initiative to ask God Lord Fengchuan to come to China to perform this task, he felt that he was as stupid as a pig, and at this time, his intestines were green with regret.
Wow!
The loose teeth in Kimura Jiro's mouth could no longer be fixed after Ye Xiaobai's slap, and all fell off.
"Then why was this slap given?"
Su Mengqing came back to her senses, blinked her moving eyes, and asked curiously.
"That slap just now? Hehe, I gave it to you for free."
Ye Xiaobai grinned.
Hearing this, Kimura Jiro could no longer hold back the suffocating breath in his chest, and with a pop, the dozens of fallen teeth were spat out along with a mouthful of blood.
"Teacher Su, this guy actually threatened you just now. Do you want to give me a few slaps to relieve your anger?"
Ye Xiaobai turned his head, looked at the extremely tempting Su Mengqing on the bed, and said with a relaxed expression.
"No."
Su Mengqing quickly shook her head. At this time, Kimura Jiro had been beaten into a pig's head, and his flesh and blood were bloody. He looked so scary that she had no time to avoid him.
"Since you won't fight, then help call the police!"
While Ye Xiaobai was talking, he kicked Kimura Jiro in the lower abdomen, directly kicking Kimura Jiro into a shrimp shape, and this kick was accompanied by a strong internal energy, without mercy.