My C.E.O Wife

253 Bushido

Can you finally give it up?

Qin Chuan stood there with his arms folded, looking at the two of them.

Second Master Qin is so free to come here, how could I not give him face and come out to see him?

Fang Qingshan chuckled, But the Second Master's kung fu skills are getting better and better. He can even deal with Chuunin so easily. His strength is really good.

Chinese warriors...

Zhang Bin was not as good as Fang Qingshan. His face was livid, he clenched his fists and stared at Qin Chuan hatefully. If it weren't for Qin Chuan, he wouldn't be so depressed that he would hide in this gay bar!

Kameda Sannon gave himself an ultimatum. If he couldn't kill Qin Chuan, he would have him commit seppuku.

Mr. Zhang, long time no see.

Qin Chuan winked at Zhang Bin, Are you still so heavy on taste lately? I have an Alaskan at home, and it's still a virgin. Do you want me to pull it out for you to eat?

Eat it!

Zhang Bin was so angry that he wanted to slap Qin Chuan to death. But he knew that he didn't have the ability.

We'll settle the score later.

Qin Chuan said, his eyes falling on Fang Qingshan, Fang Qingshan, it's time to settle the accounts between the two of us.

What's the deal between the two of us?

Fang Qingshan pretended to be stupid.

Hasn't the debt between me and the second master been settled long ago? You even sent me to prison with your own hands.

Haha, you have to take responsibility for what you have done.

Qin Chuan sneered, If you send someone to kill my brother, be prepared to be killed by me.

Qin Chuan, I think you are good at everything, but you are a little too crazy.

Fang Qingshan said slowly, If you are so crazy, you will die quickly.

I don't know whether I will die or not, but your death is coming soon.

With that said, Qin Chuan popped out the cigarette butt in his hand and went straight to Fang Qingshan.

At this moment, a figure next to Zhang Bin suddenly moved.

The man was carrying a samurai sword, somewhat like Redding.

He suddenly took a step forward and struck Qin Chuan's head with the katana in his hand! This knife is fast and cruel, like thunder!

Qin Chuan was startled and took a step back subconsciously.

brush!

The placket on his chest was torn, and a knife mark appeared.

For the first time, someone can dodge my knife.

The samurai said in Japanese.

Your sword skills are good, but it's a pity that you have enough attack power but not enough flexibility.

Qin Chuan also answered in fluent Japanese. The samurai stared at Qin Chuan, Are you from the island country?

of course not.

Qin Chuan said word for word, I am Chinese.

Then why do you speak Japanese so well?

My Chinese is better.

Qin Chuan said, picking up a fluorescent stick next to him.

This fluorescent stick is more than one meter long, made of plastic, soft and has no strength at all.

Qin Chuan held this fluorescent stick and faced the warrior opposite.

Come on, let me show you what sword skills are.

Are you insulting me?

When the samurai saw Qin Chuan using a light stick to compare swordsmanship with him, he suddenly became angry.

You don't need a masturbation stick, I already look down on you.

Qin Chuan smiled coldly, You are very good at swordsmanship, but you are willing to treat others as dogs and help others do evil. I don't need to treat you kindly.

As he spoke, his true energy was poured into the fluorescent stick, and the soft fluorescent stick immediately became as hard as iron!

idiot!

The samurai was furious. As a samurai, he was highly respected in the island country! Unexpectedly, when he arrived in China, he would be ridiculed by a Chinese martial artist.

Chinese martial arts have long since declined! Our island country still respects the Bushido, and every warrior is noble and glorious! And you martial artists, what status do you have in China? You call me a dog, so who do you think you are? ?”

It must be said that Qin Chuan was stunned by this warrior's words.

It seems that this is indeed the case... The eight sects are also hidden very deeply now, and their identities are not recognized by modern people at all. Looking at the island countries, those who practice martial arts are highly respected. In China, if you say that a child wants to practice martial arts, his parents will definitely bring him over and scold him first.

Qin Chuan remembered that he once knew a friend. One day, his son shouted that he wanted to become a monk in the Shaolin Temple and learn martial arts. The result was that he was hung up and beaten violently, or the couple beat him with punches. Only then did the child become honest.

It seems that this is the national condition of China. Apart from studying, nothing else seems important.

In a country like this, why talk about martial arts?

The samurai held his katana in front of him, his eyes burning like flames on Qin Chuan's body.

The real martial arts is in the island country.

If he hadn't brought the Fire Cloud Sword with him, Qin Chuan would have really wanted to use a set of Fire Cloud Swords to show the little devils in this island country what real sword skills are!

It's a pity that Chinese martial arts only kill people but don't perform. What's more, the Huoyun Sword is very evil, and I am not sure that I can hold it.

Okay, then let me see how authentic your martial arts is.

Qin Chuan held up his glow stick and pointed his fingers at the warrior.

A cold light burst out from the warrior's eyes, and then he suddenly rushed forward, taking small steps under his feet, and quickly arrived in front of Qin Chuan. At the same time, the katana in his hand turned into a violent storm, and slashed towards Qin Chuan one after another.

This samurai sword technique was very beautiful and clean. Half-moons danced in the air, which dazzled those watching.

For a moment, there seemed to be many bright moons floating in the ballroom, which were very dazzling.

Qin Chuan showed no fear at all. He picked up another fluorescent stick, carried the two toys, and rushed towards them.

Dang Dang Dang!

The two fluorescent sticks actually blocked more than ten swords of the samurai in the air!

Nani?

The warrior was very surprised. He took a step back and frowned at Qin Chuan in front of him.

How is that possible! Why can your light stick block my blade!

“Go to Baidu yourself!”

Qin Chuan said, and the fluorescent stick suddenly swept over the warrior's shoulder.

Tear!

A stream of blood burst out from the warrior's shoulder and sprayed into the air.

impossible……

The warrior covered his wound with disbelief on his face.

The dangerous man opposite actually hurt himself with two light sticks!

I see……

The warrior's eyes lit up, It's true energy. You are a martial artist who can use true energy!

You are knowledgeable, but you know it too late.

Qin Chuan carried two fluorescent sticks as if holding two daggers and continued to attack the samurai.

The warriors turned their attack into defense and fended off Qin Chuan's attack in embarrassment.

Qin Chuan is like a dual-sword swordsman. His swordsmanship is very smooth, not sloppy at all, and has a full sense of rhythm.

Lin Xue looked at Qin Chuan's back from the side, a little obsessed for a moment.

This man, he didn't look like he was waving a knife, he was clearly dancing.

It's just that he dances a dangerous dance!

What are you still doing? Let's go up and chop him up!

Gua Ye pushed the pregnant woman in his arms away and roared.

do not come!

The island warrior was very angry, Despicable guys, this is a battle between me and him! Please respect my bushido spirit!

Damn it, fuck your Bushido!

Mr. Gua raised his middle finger and gave it to the warrior, The one riding the horse here is Huaxia! I won't play your tricks!

The samurai was silent for a moment, looking at the dozens of people rushing over beside him, he suddenly took a step back, put away his samurai sword, and stood aside.

Idiot.

Mr. Gua cursed, but a group of men from the Qinglong Club had already fallen on Qin Chuan's side, and greeted Qin Chuan politely with the long sword in their hands.

Qin Chuan still carried two fluorescent sticks and walked among these swordsmen.

Every time he swings the glow stick, it will bring a bloody light and take away the life of a swordsman.

But when the swords of those swordsmen fell on Qin Chuan, they could only bring up a spark and could not hurt him at all!

For a moment, Qin Chuan was like a god of death, rapidly harvesting the lives of these people!

God...is he invulnerable?

Finally, Mr. Gua could no longer sit still. He pulled out his pistol from his arms and fired three shots at Qin Chuan!

Three bullets flew over, and Qin Chuan suddenly turned around and waved two fluorescent sticks in his hand one after another.

Dang Dang Dang!

There were three more crisp sounds, and the three bullets were directly knocked away by the fluorescent stick in Qin Chuan's hand!

The three swordsmen next to him were shot by ricocheted bullets and fell to the ground.

Despicable guy.

The samurai stood nearby and snorted coldly, You actually fired cold shots to hurt people! Cooperating with you people is an insult to me!

Why are you still standing here? Why don't you go up and kill him together!

Zhang Bin ordered the warrior.

I'm a warrior, I'm not your dog.

The warrior didn't even look at Zhang Bin. Zhang Bin was so angry that he yelled and cursed.

Samurai Nima, if we can't complete the mission of Boss Kameda, we will all have to commit seppuku!

Seppuku, hara-kiri.

The samurai held his long sword, Even if you die, you must die with dignity.

I'm going to fuck you like a fairy!

Zhang Bin was completely helpless against this stubborn samurai. Several of his ninjas were also killed, and even the chuunin could not deal with Qin Chuan.

This person is tricky, quite tricky!

But the information clearly stated that Qin Chuan was just a powerful mercenary, but it never said that he was a martial artist!

When he was able to kill the leader of the Yamaguchi group, he did it with bombs! Could it be that the information in the data is wrong?

puff!

The fluorescent stick in Qin Chuan's hand pierced the abdomen of a swordsman behind him with his backhand, then let go of the fluorescent stick, and the swordsman slowly fell to the ground.

Who else.

Qin Chuan threw away the other light stick, stood on the stage with his arms folded.

Everyone around was stunned. Fang Qingshan was itching his teeth with hatred. How could this Qin Chuan be so strong!

There's no one around anymore, why don't you go up and fuck him!

Zhang Bin roared. In front of Fang Qingshan, his people were disobedient, which made him very embarrassed.

In order to rise again, Fang Qingshan also chose to cooperate with the Yamaguchi group of Zhang Bin's faction. At this time, he has no regard for national justice. He would rather be a traitor than a lost dog!

The samurai then pulled out his katana again and walked slowly towards Qin Chuan.