If the car window glass were not strong enough, Hui Lijing doubted whether the other party's few blows would have broken the car window.
Obviously, the other party has no intention of holding back.
Coupled with that serious and ferocious expression, there is no doubt that he has bad intentions.
Moreover, Hui Lijing keenly noticed that everyone's waist was bulging.
Hui Lijing subconsciously held the handle of the gun.
Also holding the handle of the gun was Ryosuke.
The middle-aged criminal policeman was much crisper than Hui Lijing. Before these strong men in black suits came around, he had already taken out his gun, put it in his pocket, and pointed the gun at the car door with his clothes as a cover.
The old monk Tongshou Temple put his hands together with a calm expression.
Over the years, he has encountered similar things no less than ten times.
There may be confusion at first.
Now?
I've long been used to it.
Only Jason is different.
He raised his eyebrows and his eyes turned evil.
Jason hates people interrupting his meal.
Naturally, he also hates others blocking his way to eat.
Therefore, without hesitation, Jason opened the car door.
As Jason opened the door and stepped out of the car.
The two strong men on this side immediately surrounded him.
"Hey!"
"Someone actually came forward?"
"Boy, you are really impatient with life!"
One of the strong men laughed ferociously as he spoke, then raised his hand and punched Jason.
It wasn't a random punch.
But it's quite organized.
The moment this left hand punch was struck, the body became sideways on guard, minimizing the exposure of the body. The sole of the foot on the same side was slightly touching the ground, the hind leg was slightly bent, and the right hand was completely protected.
Tucked my chin.
Obviously, if this tentative punch misses, the opponent can quickly retreat or punch out the right hand that is protecting his chin.
It is a very good offensive and defensive posture.
For ordinary people, even if they dodge the first punch, they cannot dodge the second punch.
Moreover, with the physical fitness of ordinary people, as long as they receive a punch, they will lose their mobility instantly, and then they will only be beaten violently one after another.
More importantly, another strong man.
When the partner punched, the opponent also kicked.
Aiming at Jason's knee socket, he kicked out.
Not sweeping!
It’s like pedaling!
This kick is fast and hard!
The unprotected knee socket will definitely be disabled if it receives this kick.
Obviously, this kick was meant to 'step on' and break Jason's leg.
Feet, here they are.
The punch has also arrived.
The ferocious smiles on the faces of the two strong men became more ferocious.
They couldn't wait to hear Jason's screams.
Although Jason looks tall and strong, judging from the way he got off the car and the way he stood just now, he is just an ordinary person.
And them?
Be professional!
One of them can beat ten like Jason.
Therefore, they think they have a sure chance of victory.
Then--
Snap!
Click!
The first crisp sound was when Jason raised his hand to catch the strong man's fist.
The second crisp sound was when Jason raised his foot to avoid another strong man's kick. At the same time, he stepped down hard and crushed the other's foot.
"Ahhh!"
The strong man whose soles were crushed by Jason's kick let out a series of screams.
The strong man whose fist was clenched by Jason also screamed.
Crunch, crunch.
Click!
"Ahhh!"
"My hand!"
"The hand is broken!"
The other party cried out in pain, and immediately felt like he was in a cloud.
Jason picked up the opponent with one hand and threw him towards the other side of the car.
One of the two strong men on the other side of the car was unable to dodge and was hit hard.
Suddenly, the two of them became a gourd on the ground.
But the leader of the group dodged quickly.
However, he just dodged the blow.
Jason raised his hand and slid over the hood.
The raised foot hit the strong man in the lead who had just completed his first dodge.
Bang!
The heavy force caused the strong man in the lead to lift his feet off the ground and fly more than three meters before landing.
The strong man at the head gritted his teeth and tried to get up, but he couldn't do it at all.
With the kick just now, he felt like his internal organs were about to shift.
His mouth was filled with the taste of blood.
Looking at Jason standing there, the strong man roared angrily.
"Don't think this is the end!"
“We, ‘Extreme Flow’, won’t just let it go!”
"We will definitely take back the invitation that was snatched away by that woman!"
That woman?
Invitation letter?
Jason narrowed his eyes.
"Are you looking for King?"
Jason asked.
"certainly!"
"It's that bastard woman!"
"We must wash away the shame!"
The strong man roared.
"Washing away the shame?"
"You can't find your sister, so you want to kidnap her?"
"Is this how you wash away your shame?"
Ryousuke got out of the car with disdain on his face.
"We're just here to ask questions!"
"We want to find that woman's whereabouts!"
"No harm to her sister!"
The strong man answered like this.
However, neither Hui Lijing nor Ryosuke would believe such words.
We are no longer children.
Moreover, children may not believe such words.
Therefore, Hui Lijing kicked the other party unceremoniously, and while the other party cried out in pain, she asked: "You said that my sister snatched your invitation letter. What invitation letter was it?"
The strong man immediately shut his mouth that screamed in pain.
The other party seems to want to use actions to show his strong will.
However, the next moment, the other party shouted even more miserably.
Because, Hui Lijing used chili pepper water to smear the opponent's face.
When fragile places like the eyes and nose come into contact with chili pepper water, the taste is enough to make a normal person collapse.
The strong man in front of me looks strong, but he is not out of the category of a normal person.
Therefore, when he vaguely saw Hui Lijing taking out lime and preparing to smear his face, the other party gave up resistance.
"It's the 'King of Fighting-King of Fighters' convention!"
"Funded by some mysterious rich people!"
"He sent invitations to all the famous fighters in the world!"
"We, the 'Extreme Flow', were also invited, but were robbed by King - while our host was in retreat, he snatched the invitation. Of course we have to find her!"
The strong man said.
Hui Lijing frowned as she listened.
It's not that I doubt that what the strong man said is false.
Based on what she knew about the guy's character, this was most likely true.
As for why?
Naturally, he is not willing to be a "reservist".
Although the reserve members of the female fighter team and real female fighters may not seem to be much different, in that guy's heart, such a title is obviously unacceptable.
Especially when one of the defeated generals has an invitation letter, but she doesn't.
Something will naturally happen.
only……
Did the guy really not receive the invitation?
Hui Lijing returned to the car thinking about it.
Ryousuke also turned around and returned to the car.
Jason even sat back in the back row early.
Although Huilixiang is important, where to have dinner is important.
The smell of beef could not help but appear in his mind now.
The old monk Tongshou Temple frowned.
"A fighting tournament funded by mysterious rich people?"
The old monk muttered.
"What's the matter, Master?"
Hui Lijing turned her head.
"fine."
"I wish I had heard of something like that."
"But not sure."
The old monk waved his hand, and then comforted Hui Lijing again: "Don't worry, with the strength of the female benefactor Hui Lixiang, there will be no problem even if she participates in a fighting competition."
"Um."
Hui Lijing nodded and restarted the car.
Avoiding the strong men who were still moaning in pain, Hui Lijing drove onto the main road.
"Master, has it happened before that rich people held fighting conferences?"
Ryosuke, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but ask.
As the person with the least contact with the mysterious side, Ryousuke was full of curiosity at this time.
"certainly."
"And, more than once."
"Although the inner world is mysterious, it is also interdependent with the outer world - it cannot be separated from the outer world. Therefore, once any unresolved disputes occur in the outer world, they will be resolved in the inner world."
"And for such a solution, what could be more appropriate than the 'Fighting Competition'?"
"It not only avoids the outbreak of war in the outer world, but also effectively allows the inner world to show its strength and consume unnecessary thoughts."
"It's a total win-win."
The old monk from Tongshou Temple explained.
"Then will you and the onmyojis also participate?"
Ryousuke continued to ask.
"I'm an old man, how can I participate?"
"Most of the time, those arrogant Onmyoji will not participate."
"The real participants are warriors and fighters. They come from various historical schools, or are strong men with extraordinary talents."
"Because, in a certain closed era, they were the 'bridge' connecting the outside world and the inner world."
"It's them who make some madmen in the other world sane."
When the old monk Tongshou Temple mentioned "madman", he couldn't help but frown again.
madman?
Are they those powerful people from the other world who treat humans like ants?!
Hui Lijing, who had heard Jason describe it before, thought subconsciously.
Ryosuke, who has just been transferred to the 'zero' department today, has not yet been formally contacted.
However, it was obvious that Ryosuke had something to guess.
"madman?"
"them?"
Ryousuke asked tentatively.
"There are always some people who become pretentious after gaining power that far exceeds that of others."
"No!"
"It should be said that this happens to everyone."
"It's just that some people can restrain themselves."
"Some people can't help it."
"They think they are naturally superior to others. Under the premise of doing so, some fights will naturally break out."
"And the reason why we can still go to dinner safely is that we should be grateful to our ancestors who fought for our living space."
The old monk from Tongshou Temple said, clasping his hands together again.
Ryousuke pondered.
He didn't ask any more questions.
The attitude of the old monk Tongshou Temple had already shown that the battle that broke out at that time was far beyond imagination.
Bloodshed and sacrifice are naturally inevitable.
Even, this value is far beyond imagination.
Inexplicably, he thought of those colleagues who had sacrificed their lives.
Unable to bear it, Ryousuke's nose became sore.
Then, the middle-aged detective changed the subject.
"Will these fighters also be involved in exorcising the 'demon'?"
Ryosuke asked.
"Of course it will."
"In fact, when the 'demon' was first defeated, these fighters were the main force."
"By the way, in that era, people mostly called them -"
"Swordsman!"
The old monk nodded firmly.
"Swordsman?"
"The kind of swordsman who cuts off the petals of cherry blossoms with a single stroke of his sword?"
Hui Lijing, who was driving, suddenly asked excitedly.
You know, before she had the dream of being a barista, she wanted to be a swordsman!
Even now, as long as she thinks that she can carry a long sword and a wine gourd, humming Hasage and charging forward, she will be happy involuntarily.
pity……
She is so poor!
At that time, I couldn't even afford a wooden knife.
The only choice was the barista!
It was definitely not because when I was feeding those naughty children cow dung, I suddenly thought of cat poop coffee and changed my mind.
"Hahaha."
"Yes, something like that."
"But it's even more powerful than that."
"There are rumors that there is a man who can kill flying swallows in the air with his sword energy."
"There are also some. The long sword can release thunder, and the hair will change from black to golden."
The old monk Tongshou Temple smiled and told Hui Lijing some anecdotes about the swordsman.
"Is it so powerful?"
Hui Lijing's eyes were full of yearning.
"Well, it's really awesome."
"But that was in the past."
"There are very few swordsmen like this nowadays. Even if there are, they are not in the present world. They are most likely in the 'Heian Kyo'."
The old monk said, with longing in his eyes.
Who doesn’t have the dream of traveling to the end of the world with a sword?
If he hadn't been too fat, he would have done the same thing.
pity……
Time is ruthless.
Now?
He just wants to return to the countryside to retire.
Sunbathe in the sun every day, pet the cat, and pet the dog.
Just spend the rest of your life leisurely like this.
As for the rest?
Don't think about it anymore.
Don't think about it anymore.
The old monk sighed slightly in his heart and clasped his hands together.
"Master, is it the 'Luminous Cooking Pavilion' in front?"
Hui Lijing asked, looking at the restaurant with two exquisite lanterns hanging in front of her.
"That's it."
The old monk from Tongshou Temple nodded.
In fact, the waiter at the door of the restaurant had already greeted the car when he saw it approaching.
"Good evening, Master Tongshou Temple."
"Good evening, distinguished guests."
The waiter quickly opened the door and bowed in greeting.
The old monk Tongshou Temple returned the gift.
Then, personally guide Jason.
Jason wrinkled his nose.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
Very fragrant beef flavor!
The aroma that comes out of the meat after the charcoal fire collides with the butter is really attractive!
Jason suppressed his excitement and followed the old monk from Tongshou Temple.
Obviously, this is not the first time that the old monk Tongshou Temple has come.
He raised the curtain with familiarity, pushed open the door, and made an inviting gesture towards Jason.
And just when Jason was about to take a step, behind them, a convoy of five vehicles slowly drove up.
Depending on the situation, the other party also chose the ‘Glowing Cooking Pavilion’.
However, just as the convoy was about to approach, a sudden change occurred, and more than a dozen rockets with dazzling tail flames were fired from a distance——
