Zhao Qianye was a little unhappy and wanted to take action immediately.
But looking at the poor baby hanging on the roof, he temporarily held back.
After all, it was a meeting, so forget it if you didn't come. Now that you have come, you have to rescue him.
"If you want a treasure, put the person down first..." Zhao Qianye said.
At this time, Li Zhengxun, who was hanging on the roof, was in a panic. He thought Zhao Qianye would not save him. After hearing these words, the guy finally felt a little more at ease.
"No, if you want to save people, you have to take things out." Amano Shibao refused.
He knew that Zhao Qianye's kung fu was very powerful, so he hung Li Zhengxun at such a high place. How could he put it down when he didn't get the treasure? It was very dangerous.
At this time, Futian Jiuye stood in front, folding his arms, looking at Zhao Qianye quietly, treating him as a meal on his plate.
"Your name is Zhao Qianye, right? I advise you not to be too stubborn. If I hand it over now, I can save you from death. Otherwise, you will die without a complete body..." Futian Jiuye said with a smile.
"Dream, if you want to get the treasure, you must first put it in..." Zhao Qianye decisively refused.
"Yeah?"
Futian Jiuye waved his hand, and the ten black-clothed ninjas standing next to him immediately drew out their Japanese swords and quickly surrounded Zhao Qianye.
"Zhao, believe it or not, I will kill you now and then search your body..." Futian Jiuye stared at him and said.
"Really, come on, welcome to take action..."
Zhao Qianye hooked his fingers.
Futian was so angry that he didn't expect Zhao Qianye to dare to be so arrogant. He immediately shouted: "Come on, I'll cripple him first."
Immediately, ten ninjas raised their long swords and quickly chopped at Zhao Qianye.
Zhao Qianye didn't even look at the ten ninjas. Just when the ninjas were surrounding them, he suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Futian Jiuye like a roc.
"not good……"
Futian screamed secretly and hurriedly reached out to draw the knife.
But before he could pull out the knife, Zhao Qianye had already stepped on his head.
There was a bang, and Futian Jiuye's head buzzed as he was stepped on. He was kicked and flew out, falling to the ground with a thud.
This sudden change was so fast that the Dongdao samurai had no time to react. Even the four golden turtles did not react. They saw their president being kicked out. He was not very hairy in the first place.
Not a single hair was left on the top of my head.
"ah……"
Futian screamed.
Seeing Zhao Qianye rushing forward again, this short and fat guy turned out to be very flexible and hurriedly rolled to one side on the ground, trying to avoid Zhao Qianye's attack.
At this time, Amano Shibao quickly rushed over with his people.
But Zhao Qianye's speed was too fast, and Futian Jiuye was unable to cope with it.
Just when he stood up and pulled out the knife in a panic, Zhao Qianye was already standing in front of him, slapped him, and with a snap, five blood-red marks immediately appeared on Futian's old face.
Futian was so stunned that he hit the wall and dropped the knife in his hand.
Zhao Qianye rushed forward again, quickly stretched out his right hand, and caught the old guy's neck with a click.
At this time, Amano Shibao had already rushed in front of him, but Zhao Qianye raised Fukuda Kuye and quickly turned around, using his body to block the Japanese swords of those guys.
At this time, Futian Jiuye had almost been strangled to death, his face was red and he couldn't breathe.
He really didn't expect that this young man was so powerful that even a first-class master like him wouldn't have a chance to fight back.
At this time, Zhao Qianye held Futian with one hand, looked at Amano Shibao and said, "Now, can we let him go?"
Amano Shibao was stunned and looked at Fukuda Jiuye with some hesitation.
Zhao Qianye deliberately relaxed a little, and Futian Jiuye immediately yelled: "You are paralyzed, do you want me to die? Release him, release him immediately, ah, cough, cough, cough..."
Just after saying this, Zhao Qianye tightened his fingers again, pinching Futian Jiuye until he kept coughing.
Amano Shibao did not dare to disobey the order and quickly ordered people to lower Li Zhengxun who was hanging on the roof. However, he did not untie his rope and let two Toshima samurai put a knife on his neck.
"Why, why don't you let him go? Are you planning to lose both sides? Or, how about this, you kill him, and I'll kill your president, what do you think?" Zhao Qianye said calmly.
"You, you dare, as long as you dare to touch our president, I will kill you two immediately..." Amano Shibao shouted, wishing that he could immediately lead people to rush up and besiege Zhao Qianye.
At this time, Zhao Qianye stopped talking and suddenly pulled out a dagger and inserted it into Futian Jiuye's thigh.
"ah……"
Futian Jiuye screamed in agony and sat down on the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.
Zhao Qianye grabbed his neck again and picked him up. The blood was still flowing. Futian Jiuye stood there, his injured leg trembling.
"Old guy, your men seem to want you dead. Are they trying to seize power and usurp the throne..."
Futian was already angry, and Zhao Qianye added fuel to his anger.
The old guy immediately became angry and roared hoarsely: "Amano Shibao, damn you, let him go quickly, or I will never let you go."
"But President, what if I let someone go and he refuses to let you go? And we won't be able to get the treasure."
This guy, at this time, is still thinking about the treasure.
Zhao Qianye lost his patience, raised the knife, plopped it again, and pierced Futian Jiuye's other foot. The guy couldn't stand at all. With a plop, he knelt heavily on the ground, bleeding all over.
All over the place.
"Old dog Amano, I will give you one last minute. If you don't let him go, I will kill this old guy..." Zhao Qianye held the bloody knife and stared at Amano Shibao and yelled.
At this time, Futian Jiuye was sweating profusely. He knelt on the ground, stared at Amano Shibao helplessly and said, "Hurry, hurry up and let him go."
Amano Shibao was still hesitating, but the other three beetles couldn't wait any longer, especially Sakuragi Keizo, who wanted to steal the limelight. This guy walked over directly and ordered the two samurai with swords to let them go.
Although Amano Shibao still wanted to object, he didn't dare to say anything. He just scolded Sakuragi Keizo secretly.
This bastard, I really can't see it usually, actually deliberately tries to please the president at a critical moment. He is really ambitious.
Li Zhengxun finally regained his freedom, and this guy quickly ran towards Zhao Qianye and hid behind him.
"Brother, I knew you would definitely come to save me. Brother, you are really my savior..."
Li Zhengxun, who was standing behind, said tremblingly.
Zhao Qianye wanted to slap him, but seeing this guy was so frightened that he could only resist the urge to hit him.