My Adolescence

I asked Shao Ya to immediately summon the brothers of Dongxing, and then quickly went to Sakura Street to meet me. After I ordered it, I hung up the phone and went downstairs to drive my Porsche 718, and the move to the cherry blossom street.

Qin Yong Their group of people didn’t move much slower than me. I came to Sakura Street and just found the 31 home. Shao Ya, they also drove in more than a dozen cars, arranged the cars in rows and stopped at the street, and then smashed down dozens of people.

I took them to the front door of the 31 residential iron fence, and slammed the doorbell twice. Then the two security guards wearing the suit and the headset opened the door and asked what we were doing with black face. Here is a private residence, let us get out of the way.

I was anxious to know what happened to Qin Yong now, and said with a black face: “I am Chen Yu, come to see your master village, Yifu, my brother Qin Yong now how?”

The two security guards responsible for the gates looked at each other and said, “How come Chen Yu, what is the real thing?”

Big Luo snorted and said: “Of course this is our Yu Ge, the former one is definitely our brother Qin Yong, where is he now?”

One of the security guards of the Chinese character said that he was talking about Murakami in the martial arts hall. I was screaming at me and I was screaming for it. But the two security guards stopped us from entering, saying that we had to wait for them to report to Mr. Murakami to let us in.

“Roll your mother, Lihai City and where our Yu Ge can’t go?”

Big Luo This guy raised his foot and turned the security guard over. Another security guard surprised and angry. However, it was picked up by Small Luo’s eye, and I didn’t have time to scream.

I let most people stay at the door, only with Shao Ya, big Luo small Luo, Ni Anqi, Zheng Zhantao, Wangzi Tian and Li Hongcheng. The 31 home is built entirely from Toyo Building, with an open layout and an elevated floor. The living room is small and exquisite, the pillars and siding are not painted, the doors and windows are white paper paste, which looks antique.

After we walked into the front yard, we met a maid wearing a kimono and a raft. She stared at us and looked at our uninvited guests with wide eyes.

I don’t know where the so-called martial arts hall is, so I asked the maid: “Where is the martial arts hall?”

The maid knows Mandarin, and she subconsciously points to the left: “There is there!”

I took the slightest hesitation with a few people in the past, and I found that there was a plaque hanging on the door of the main entrance on the left side of the house. The door was written in Chinese calligraphy, the dragon and the phoenix dance, and the words of the martial arts hall were written. .

“It鈥檚 the voice of Qin Yong!”

I rushed up and slammed the door open, and then the move towards the door in the room suddenly appeared in the doorway.

This hall was originally an indoor martial arts field, with wooden floors, very spacious, but there is nothing in it, it seems a bit empty. There are ten people standing in the hall twice, there are men and women. Some are old men with gray hair, wearing coarse linen and a beard. The appearance of a martial arts master. There are also a few suits that look like businessmen. What surprised me was that Zhang Airong was also inside, and she followed two bodyguards.

In the middle of the hall, a middle-aged Oriental man wearing a samurai uniform holds a samurai sword. There is blood on the blade, and I look at me right and wrong.

On the floor less than a metre in front of him, a young man with blood was smashed, and a crowbar was scattered not far away.

I saw Qin Yong hurt like this, and the eyes suddenly burst into a strong suffocation: “Qin Yong?”

Qin Yong, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, heard my voice, and the body immediately flicked. He lifted the head full of blood and looked at me: “Yu Ge -“

“Get Qin Yong up!”

Shao Ya immediately wanted to help Qin Yong, but Qin Yong pushed them away, and they struggled alone. I dragged a seriously injured right leg, and the limping corpse was struggling to get to me. I bit my head and bite my lip and said, “I’m sorry, Yu Ge, I want to pretend to give you an explanation, but I didn’t expect him to follow. I am singled out, I fell into your name.”

I looked at him as a miserable form of a knife wound, angry and shouted: “You fool.”

It turns out that in addition to being a famous businessman, Mr. Murakami is still a martial artist. He is a famous karate master. Every time he comes to a new city, he asks who is the best in it. Many people in Lihai City tell him that I am a new generation of single-handed kings. It happened that I had a conflict with his son Masahiro Murakami, so he wanted to use this opportunity to play with me.

Qin Yong This guy is afraid of my accident, and I am arrogant to make a claim. I will come to see Mr. Murakami, and then fight according to the heads-up demanded by Mr. Yoshihiro Murakami. Qin Yong used a crowbar to make a move with Murakami, but he lost a lot.

Originally, Qin Yong took a knife and after a slight injury, the discussion was over. However, Mr. Murakami said at the time that he thought that Chen Yu was more powerful. It turned out that there was no tiger in the mountains and he was called the king.

Qin Yong has always used me as an idol to respect. Normally, I can’t allow others to say that I am not at all. Today, he pretends to be my name to see Mr. Murakami. After he loses, Murakami will compare me to 鐚㈢嫴, he can’t. Forbearance, so I continued to work hard with Murakami.

Unfortunately, Murakami is better than him. Every time Qin Yong is knocked down, he has a knife wound, but every time he climbs again, he has more than a dozen different kinds of knife wounds. If it weren’t for me, it is estimated that he will continue to struggle to fight.

Chapter 618: What are you?

鈥淲ho are you guys, dare to take a private home?鈥?/p>

The middle-aged man with a moustache under the nose in the crowd in the room saw me rushing in with a group of Shao Ya, and immediately yelled up, and there were already five or six security guards rushing outside. It looks like we are driving us out.

I didn’t take care of this moustache, staring at the center of the martial arts hall, and holding the samurai sword on the village. This guy has a relatively tall tall man from Toyo, about 1.8 m. I have to be a little taller, wearing a samurai uniform, with a horse face, and looking at me with doubtful eyes. It seems to be guessing who I am?

“I am the real Chen Yu, he is just my brother. I want to give you an explanation instead of me.” I explained the question of Yukio Murakami, then glanced at the crowbar on the ground, and then bent over. When I wiped the blood on the crowbars, I lifted my head and said coldly to him: “Do you want to fight Chen Yu? Then I will play with you!”

When I said this, a group of people in the house whispered and talked about it. Half of the people here are all kinds of “martial arts” masters of the local martial arts association. They were all invited by Mr. Murakami. Of course, no one. Dare to learn from the village, after all, many martial arts are now in the middle of use, and have a false name. Half of the people are friends in the business of Mr. Murakami, and they all come to see the fun.

Zhang Airong is also among them. Of course, she is not looking at the excitement today. She is here to discuss with Mr. Yoshihiro Murakami to discuss how to solve my contradiction with Masahiro Murakami, but I didn鈥檛 expect Qin Yong to come at this time, and Qin Yong still called Chen. Yu. Zhang Airong began to think that this was my search for a ghost, Tao Li, but did not reveal Qin Yong. But I didn’t expect things to change now. I was angry and asked to single out with Murakami.

Zhang Airong couldn’t help but wrinkle his eyebrows and secretly screamed: “Bin Qin Yong was defeated, things can come to an end, and Murakami’s skill is not low, Chen Yu, why is this?”

Mr. Murakami looked up and down at me and then nodded and said, “It turned out that he was a fake Chen Yu. Ok, I accept your challenge.”

I hate this guy who made Qin Yong seriously injured, so when he said that he promised to challenge, I slipped a foot and quickly approached his left side, and the crowbar in his hand moved towards his left rib. The crowbar is called the tactical telescopic baton. It is one of the large 8 singles. It is bigger than the iron pipe. If this is done, this guy must break at least a few ribs.

But his reaction was very fast. One of the samurai swords in his hand intercepted my crowbar and then slammed it. The samurai knife even slipped down the crowbar and cut the right hand bowl of my stick.

The people around are startled, especially Zhang Airong and Shao Ya. They all exclaimed.

My right hand was loose, and I decisively let go of the crowbar and quickly shrank hands, so that Murakami had a cut. The left hand quickly copied, and the falling crowbar was in the left hand, and the backhand poked at the other’s eyebrows.

The speed of Murakami鈥檚 returning defense was also very fast. The knife flashed, and the blade of the samurai sword hardened to the tip of the crowbar. With a bang, the knife tip and the club head collided. After the crowbar was forced to hit the ka-cha, it was the shortest. The sword of Murakami鈥檚 blade rushed forward, and the black shirt of my chest was cut and the chest was cut. A shallow knife wound, fortunately, I lean back in time, otherwise this knife will be able to hit me.

Zhang Airong saw that I was injured. I couldn鈥檛 help but patted my hand and said that Mr. Murakami鈥檚 martial arts were good, and then the winners and losers were divided. Today鈥檚 discussion ends here?

Although Mr. Murakami is arrogant, if he wants to invest in Lihai City to do business, he still has to give Zhang Airong a face. He is not good at countering the meaning of Zhang Airong, but he is not willing to stop. I looked at me deliberately and said: “Alright, anyway, the victory and defeat have been divided. Your Chinese skills are nothing. I have gone to many cities and have not encountered a real opponent.”

Zhang Airong frowned when he heard this. The old mans around the local martial arts associations are also dare to say that they dare to speak. This guy, you can ask them to go up and perform two tricks on the stage, but they really pick up the knife racks, and their fighting power is far worse than that of my street all day. Fighting people who have grown up.

I don’t care how Murakami’s skill ridicules the Chinese skill, because the Chinese skill is not so powerful that he does not need to be sure. However, he seriously injured Qin Yong. I couldn’t bear this breath, so I took a crowbar in my hand and ka-cha’s crowbar all came out. I said coldly: “The battle is not over yet.”

“It’s right for me!”

Murakami Yasuke holds a knife. With a bang, I used a trick like Taishan’s topping move to move towards me. I cut it down. I smashed the crowbar and blocked him from the sharp knife. At the same time, he flew up and kicked him back, then waved his crowbar and screamed.

The samurai sword is relatively long, and the tactical crowbar is relatively short. When the body is fighting, the crowbar still has certain advantages. I took this opportunity and waved the crowbar in a densely packed raindrop, stalking the opponent like a squally shower.