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Chapter 3617

Matsumoto Musashi's car crashed through the door and rushed into the conference hall.
Everyone in the venue looked towards the car.
Gu Jingze slowly turned his head and took a look at the car.
"Matsumoto Musashi!"
"It's Matsumoto Musashi here!"
At this time, Matsuno Ken roared excitedly.
"Brothers, cheer up for me."
Matsuno Ken said to the few remaining seriously injured thugs.
"Chief Matsumoto, hurry!"
"Kill them quickly!"
Matsuno Ken saw Matsumoto Musashi getting out of the car and shouted loudly.
"It's Matsumoto Musashi."
"Yes, we are saved."
When the thugs saw Matsumoto Musashi appear, they seemed to feel reassured.
Matsumoto Musashi, wearing a black samurai robe and holding a long sword, stepped out of the car and stood, looking around, and finally landed on Gu Jingze.
Among the corpses, he saw Genichiro Genichiro and Takeshi Sato, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, and then disappeared.
Matsumoto Musashi immediately put aside his contempt, especially when he saw in Gu Jingze the aura of a king who ruled the world.
As the patriarch of a swordsman family, he has read countless people and met all kinds of masters.
With just one glance, Gu Jingze gave him an unfathomable feeling.
"Did you kill them?"
Matsumoto Musashi questioned Gu Jingze in Chinese.
Gu Jingze was a little surprised. He didn't expect Matsumoto Musashi to speak Chinese, but he didn't care too much.
Chinese swordsmanship has a long history, and the martial arts and kendo of the island countries all originated from China.
For a swordsman master, he often studies Chinese swordsmanship, so it is not surprising that he can speak Chinese.
When Matsumoto Musashi was sizing up Gu Jingze, Gu Jingze was also sizing him up.
Judging from Matsumoto Musashi's expressions since he got off the bus, his strength should be even higher than that of Higen Ichiro.
If Ichiro Higen's strength is the domineering type, then he belongs to the restrained type.
Matsumoto Musashi gives people the feeling of being calm, condensed, and profound, with a little bit of the character of an outsider.
With a long sword in his hand, Matsumoto Musashi has the aura of a master swordsman even more.
Gu Jingze nodded slightly, "Yes, it's me."
"Matsumoto Musashi, I know you are the honorary elder of the Black Dragon Hall, but I advise you to ignore this matter."
"Because it will ruin your reputation for life and even be detrimental to your family."
Gu Jingze smiled lightly and reminded Matsumoto Musashi out of kindness.
Matsumoto Musashi's right hand holding the long sword tightened, and a flash of light suddenly shot out of his eyes, as if to warn Gu Jingze.
"What did you say?"
"Let me leave this matter alone?"
"I admit that you are very strong, but I, Matsumoto Musashi, am not intimidated."
Matsumoto Musashi didn't think Gu Jingze's kind reminder was an insult to him.
"You're insulting me!"
Matsumoto Musashi made a gesture of drawing his sword, as if he didn't want to talk nonsense with Gu Jingze.
"Come on, you and I must fight!"
"bass!"
The long sword was unsheathed, and a breathtaking cold light burst out, flashing through everyone's eyes.
"What a strong sword energy!"
“The island nation’s swordsmanship family truly deserves its reputation!”
"Yeah, this is the first time I've seen him draw a sword!"
Some people were talking on the sidelines, as if they had forgotten the fear Gu Jingze had brought to them.
Matsuno Ken saw Matsumoto Musashi drawing his sword, and the anger in his heart ignited again. He was afraid that Matsumoto Musashi would not take action.
If Matsumoto Musashi breaks his promise and does not take action, Matsuno Ken has no choice at all. After all, the Black Dragon Hall at this moment is almost in name only.
Of course he ignored the training and commitment of a swordsman.
Since Matsumoto Musashi is here, it means that he has not forgotten the responsibility of the honorary elder.
"Chief Matsumoto, please kill you!"
"My grandfather's people will be here soon, and none of them can even think of leaving!"
"If you offend me, Black Dragon Hall, today next year will be their death anniversary."
Matsuno Ken laughed out loud, as if he had already seen Gu Jingze's defeat.
Matsumoto Musashi glanced at the seriously injured Oshimano Ken and Matsuno Ken, and nodded slightly.
Then, he turned to Gu Jingze and spoke coldly.
"Come on, let me see your strength!"
Gu Jingze shook his head with a sigh, weighed the samurai sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "I told you not to meddle in other people's business, but you just didn't listen."
"Then I'm sorry!"
"call out!"
Gu Jingze picked up his katana and slashed diagonally into the air, making a crackling sound in the air.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The two figures quickly approached, followed by the cold light flashing and colliding.
"bite!"
"clang!"
"clang!"
The swords clashed continuously, and blazing sparks popped out of the cold light.
The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword intertwined to form a giant net, as if it was about to trap one of them at any time.
"Ding ding ding!"
"Clang clang clang!"
The sound of metal impact is sudden and slow, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, sometimes rapid and sharp, sometimes heavy and loud.
Chapter completed!
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