When Kuroda heard Phillips' question, he immediately understood that the shadow that sneaked into the institute was indeed Chinese. He shook his head and replied: "None of our Yamaguchi security guards are proficient in Chinese Kung Fu."
He then said coldly: "However, the ninjutsu of us R people is similar to the Chinese kung fu. If we really have to compete face to face, we still don't know who will win!"
Kuroda said this with a look of regret on his face and said: "If that person under your command is really a Chinese martial arts master, then your losses in this operation will be too great!"
Phillips saw the regretful look on Kuroda's face. He waved his hands and said disdainfully: "It's not a pity. He was just a little ruffian who was good at sneaking around. During an assassination operation around China, it was John who accidentally encountered this man.
Boy, John saw that this kid still had a few moments to live, so he took him in."
When Kuroda heard Phillips talking about the origin of this boy, he said with some surprise: "Isn't this boy a soldier? But just now I saw that his skills are quite good. Even in China, you probably can't find many people with such skills.
A man of skill."
When Phillips heard that Kuroda praised the Chinese boy so much, he followed up and said: "I have never seen this boy, so I don't know how good or bad his skills are. However, when you said this, I remembered it. According to John, this boy has
He can exude an icy cold air, and his movements are extremely agile. He once carried out an assassination mission alone according to John's order, and it is indeed a pity that he died now."
When Kuroda heard Phillips' story, he looked at him and patted the armrest of the sofa, sighing in frustration: "Oh, brother, you are really ignorant! According to you, this kid is a person with profound internal skills.
, how could you easily send such a talented person to carry out such a dangerous mission!"
When Phillips saw Kuroda's depressed look, he asked with some surprise: "Is this kid really a once-in-a-lifetime talent?"
Kuroda nodded vigorously and said: "My eyesight is definitely not wrong! Just now this kid emerged from under the wall, and his figure floated across the path like a ghost in the dark night. Someone with this kind of movement must be
The ultimate master."
He looked at Phillips and continued: "Do you know why the Chinese Leopard Army is so powerful? It's because the members of their army are all rare martial arts masters, and each member has such a fierce ability.
Skill! Alas, you are really ignorant. China’s kung fu is unparalleled in the world, and there are only a few masters with this status.”
After hearing his story, Phillips said with a look of astonishment on his face: "Is Chinese Kung Fu really that powerful? But in the World Fighting Championships, I rarely hear of Chinese people winning the championship."
Kuroda looked at him and waved his hands and said: "Chinese people's philosophy is different from that of you Westerners. You show off your sharp edges, and you are eager to let others know if you have a few tricks on your hands. But the Chinese people believe in keeping a low profile, biding their time, and restraining their sharp edges. There are very few true Kung Fu masters.
You can't even imagine the skills of these masters when they show up in public."
He stared at Phillips attentively and continued: "It seems that you really don't understand Chinese Kung Fu. If you don't train such a master well, you will let him die so easily. What a pity! Did that kid say anything about himself?
Which sect is he from?"
When Phillips heard Kuroda's explanation, he lowered his head and replied regretfully: "I didn't expect that China's kung fu was so powerful. No wonder my actions in China were a complete failure. Oh, if I had known I would have kept this kid and trained him properly."
He then raised his head, looked at Kuroda and replied: "This kid has not been with our Red Fox for a long time. We only heard that this kid's face turns pale when he mentions his skills, and there is a chill all over his body. His movements are as fast as ghosts, but
I really don’t know the origin of this kid, and he has never told it himself.”
When Kuroda heard the other party's answer, he shook his head and said: "You have wasted a talent in vain. This is an internal skill master who is proficient in cold skills. I am afraid there are not many in the whole of China." He followed him for a long time.
The ground sighed.
Kuroda really knows the goods. He just heard Phillips mention the origin of this Chinese boy, and immediately judged that this boy must be a child of an internal martial arts sect, and has obtained some of the essence of this sect. I am afraid that he is better than Yoshino who has learned ninja kung fu.
All masters must be powerful. If you train a little, this kid will definitely be a top sniper as powerful as Black Snake!
Phillips saw Kuroda's expression of embarrassment and knew that he really felt sorry for that Chinese boy. But Phillips also knew that Kuroda had many masters under his command, so he still asked with some confusion: "This boy really has you."
That’s so powerful?”
Kuroda replied coldly: "Is he really that powerful? Let me tell you, if you fight with bare hands, none of your men can be his opponent! If you train him a little, he will definitely be the best assassination master of your Red Fox!"
Phillips was stunned for a moment when he heard Kuroda's evaluation of the boy, then he patted his thigh regretfully and said, "According to your opinion of this boy, that's really a pity!"
He rolled his eyes, looked at Kuroda and said, "Since this guy is from China, can't we go to China and hire a few such martial arts masters at a high price?"
When Kuroda heard his suggestion, a bright light suddenly flashed in his eyes, but he shook his head and said: "It's too difficult! Chinese masters live in seclusion among the people, and they never show off in the world. This is something that is rare.
.”
He then looked at Phillips and said: "However, your idea is indeed a good one. We must pay more attention to it in the future. Once we encounter such masters, we must find ways to get them under our door!"
Kuroda rolled his eyes when he said this, and then said: "By the way, I came here mainly to ask for help from you." As he said that, he suddenly stopped talking and stared at Phillips's pair of deep-set eyes.
Eyes in eye sockets.
"Ask me for help?" Phillips just picked up the wine glass on the coffee table. He was stunned when he heard Kuroda's words. He then put it back on the coffee table, looked up at Kuroda and said with a wry smile: "You Yamaguchi security guard
Duo Jiangguang, how could you ask for help from me, a little red fox? Hey, as far as I know, your continental branch has more people than my red fox people, so how could you ask for help from me?"
When he said this, his face suddenly darkened, and his hands suddenly clenched into fists. He stared at Kuroda attentively and said: "Boss Kuroda, you won't make fun of me, Phillips, right?"