At this moment, a gunfire, the little devil's head was opened.
Hu An, who was shocked, looked up. It turned out that Fan Jiang and Chen Wanchun took people to rush, and surrounded the little devils.
"Mr. Hu, Chen Dong, are you okay?" Fan Jiang and Chen Wanchun rushed over and helped Hu An.
"I'm okay!" Hu An shook his head, and it was a cold sweat at this time.
"Yo Xi!"
Miyamoto Musashi not only was not angry, but laughed.
"Fanjiang, Chen Wanchun, I haven't went to you yet, but you came to the door by yourself!"
"Now, Heming's strongest strengths of the four families are all in Qi, and that's the better."
"Tell you clearly! We will establish a business empire in Minghai, and we will be bound to the industry under your family name. You sign the transfer agreement.
You can also live a peaceful life with your family, isn't this good? "
"If not, today you are going to die, and your family will be destroyed."
"Little devil, you shut me up!" Chen Wanchun said coldly: "Although we are businessmen, we will never let your conspiracy succeed. You die!"
"That's right! Today we are fighting, and we must do it with you to the end!" Fanjiang also attached to peace.
Miyamoto Musashi nodded, "This can not be you, don't expect Jiang Feng to come to save you, even if he comes, because the President of the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce will come here immediately."
"Since you are so unknown, don't blame me for being hot."
"Well!"
The cold light flashed, and a coolness passed over Chen Wanchun's head, and his hair was cut off.
Chen Wanchun was frightened and his back was cold, and his body trembled.
"Hahaha……"
Miyamoto Musashi laughed, "Chen Wanchun, I haven't really settled you yet, are you afraid of it?"
"It seems that you are also afraid of death! Still sign the transfer agreement, so as not to move your head!"
"Do you think!"
Chen Wanchun raised his head and looked like death.
"How many of you?" Miyamoto Musashi swept his cold eyes to Hu An, his face was covered with embarrassment, and his hands were holding the samurai knife.
"We are the same, and we will not sign it!" Hu An's eyes facing Miyamoto Musashi, not showing weakness.
"good!"
Miyamoto Nods nodded, "Kill me!"
"kill!!!"
The Samurai behind him raised a samurai knife and rushed towards Fan Jiang and Chen Wanchun's men.
As soon as Hu An was about to shoot, he was taken away by Miyamoto Musashi from his hand.
These samurai are masters of the Black Dragon Association, not that Fan Jiang and Chen Wanchun can compete. Soon all bodyguards fell under the warrior knife and lay in the blood pool.
"How about? You are already commander of the bare pole." Miyamoto Musashi's samurai knife has raised high and aimed at Chen Wanchun's head. "If you don't agree, your four heads will really move."
"bite!"
At this moment, a ray of gas shot on the blade of Miyamoto Musashi, and a crispy sound was made.
Miyamoto Musashi's arm was sour, and the samurai knife almost flew out.
Jiang Fengfei fell, his eyes were sharp, with a domineering, "Little Ghost, who said this kind of courage to you, with me, can you kill them?"
Seeing Jiang Feng's arrival, Hu An and others were relieved.
And Miyamoto Musashi scalp was numb for a while, he expected that Jiang Feng would not come so soon, because he had to find a way to save Ye's true life.
"Jiang Feng, do you really have to be a nosy? We will have always been with your well water without committing river water."
"Dare to kill people at will on the land of our Xia Kingdom, and also say that I will not commit river water with my well?"
Jiang Feng said loudly: "Also, the Du family is a force you cultivated. Du Haisong almost killed my wife, and you can't get rid of the department, so you must die today!"
Miyamoto Musashi took two steps back, cold sweat like rain. He knew the gap between himself and Jiang Feng. Once he started, he would never die.
"Jiang Feng, I am a foreigner. If you dare to kill me, our embassy will protest to your country!"
"Then let your embassies protest!"
Jiang Feng said, flying up, kicking out a heavy foot, the power of the saint triple is like a mountain like a mountain.
Miyamoto Musashi was full of horror, and hurriedly crossed Jiang Feng's feet with both hands.
Although he blocked Jiang Feng's heavy feet, he took a few steps back, and a sip of blood spurted out.
Without waiting for him to stand firm, Jiang Feng kicked out again. This time Miyamoto Musashi reacted and was kicked and was kicked. He bowed his body like a lobster and flew out. He hit the wall and fell to the ground.
He slowly got up, but the injury was too heavy, and he kneeling together again. The blood kept exuding from his mouth, and he couldn't even say a word.
Seeing this, the Samurai of the Suns raised her knife and rushed to Jiang Feng.
"Kill him !!!"
Jiang Feng's face was gloomy, stepped forward, kicked out with his feet continuously.
Those sunsi samurai rushed one and was kicked by one.
The gap between their cultivation and Jiang Feng was too large, and there was no ability to dodge at all. Soon, all the Samurai samurai present fell to the ground and mourned painfully. Soon after, they swallowed one by one.
Immediately, Jiang Feng stepped forward and walked towards Miyamoto Musashi.
Miyamoto Musashi worked hard to stand up, but just stood up a few times and kneeled down again.
The corner of his mouth twitched, but he couldn't say anything.
Jiang Feng came to him, "Miyamoto, do you send you to see God!"
At this moment, four or five black cars drove into the Hu family courtyard, and then a group of men and women came down from the car.
"Stop, Jiang Feng, you can't kill Mr. Miyamoto!" A fashionable woman came out.
What surprised Jiang Feng was that this fashionable woman was Ye Yingying.
At this time, Ye Yingying looked more and more mature than before. The higher the head, the higher the head. The look at Jiang Feng was full of contempt.
"It's you!"
Jiang Feng also has no good opinion of her, "Didn't you let you hide? Why dare to come out?"
"Shut my mouth! I'm not Ye Yingying!" Ye Yingying's voice was as cold as snow, and it looked like the world. "I am now the lady of the President of the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce. What qualifications do you have to talk to me?"
At this time, a bald middle -aged greasy man stood out, holding Ye Yingying's small waist, "Are you Jiang Feng?"
"Who are you?" Jiang Feng looked at each other.
Ye Yingying raised her proud head, "He is my current husband, Lu Benan, president of the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce."
Later, Ye Yingying used proud eyes to several men in the back. "These are also from Kyoto, the chairman of the Sun State Chamber of Commerce, Uchida Qingqi, Lu Renjie, the owner of the Lu family in Beijing, and the Xia Guo Wusheng Federation Association
Qian Hua, the new chairman Mo Zhengfeng, Qian Hua, chairman of Kyoto Industrial Group. "
After hearing the identity of these people, Hu An took a breath of cool breath. These are all big names in Kyoto.
Their forces, all over the country, are not comparable to their local forces.
Jiang Feng didn't care about it.
"I have no interest in their identity, what do you introduce to me?"
"You can't kill Mr. Miyamoto!" Ye Yingying scolded: "Mr. Miyamoto is our noble guest, you killed him, can you bear the consequences?"
"Respecting guests?" Jiang Feng was very disgusting. "He killed so many people in our Xia Guo, and he should have died long ago."
"You stop! Even if he kills a few people? That's because those people damn it!"
Ye Yingying was worried that Jiang Feng really killed Miyamoto Musashi, and his tone eased. "Jiang Feng, listen to me for persuasion, kill him, you can't bear the consequences, which will damage our commercial interests of Xia Guo."
"Jiang Feng, say, I am still your uncle!" At this time, Mo Zhengfeng came out. "I ordered you in the name of my uncle, let me put Mr. Miyamoto, and apologize to him!"
Jiang Feng had heard that Mo Zhengfeng took the position of Chaocale of Xia Guogu, the master of the master, abandoned the spirit of the martial arts, and turned close to the sun.
"Huh! Surname Mo, you listen, I will not recognize the traitor as the uncle, you are not qualified to order me."
"I have made it clear, even God can't save Miyamoto Musashi even."
Mo Zhengfeng is about to die.
"Who said who is a traitor? Do you know respect for the elders?"
"Go and go!"
Jiang Feng was impatient, "If anyone wants to stop me from killing Miyamoto Musashi, stand up!"
"Okay! Let me teach you the younger generations who don't know the heights and the earth!" Mo Zhengfeng stepped forward, his body rushed towards Jiang Feng, and the palm bombed.
"Do you want to teach me at this point?"
Jiang Feng smiled disdain, until the other's palm came, he kicked out carelessly.
Although Jiang Feng's kick kicked indifferently, she contained a strong force, kicked out, and a strong wind swept out. The majestic pressure made Mo Zhengfeng breathe in his breath.
Under resistance.
"Well!"
Jiang Feng kicked the opponent's chest with a kick, Mo Zhengfeng flew out, and a hot shame on his face.
He did not expect that Jiang Feng was so powerful, and he took him a second.
What Mo Zhengfeng didn't know was that Jiang Feng still saw that he was the face of Master's master, so he only used half of his strength. Otherwise, he had a dead body at this moment.
"Who else wants to stop me from killing Miyamoto Musashi?" Jiang Feng swept through those Kyoto gangsters present.
"Jiang Feng, do you really want to do it alone?" Ye Yingying roared: "If you kill Mr. Miyamoto, I will not be free of you. At that time, you will be troublesome.
. ""
"Jiang Feng, you have to think about the overall situation!" Lu Benan also persuaded: "Give me a face, let me put Mr. Miyamoto, for the life of a few ants, it is not worth offending the sun!"
"What are you? What qualifications do you have to say face in front of me?" Jiang Feng whispered coldly: "Who dares to talk more! I even kill him!"
Lu Benan still wanted to say something, but when he came into contact with Jiang Feng's terrible eyes, he swallowed his words back.
He was worried that he would say more, Jiang Feng would really kill him.
Immediately, Jiang Feng walked in front of Miyamoto Musashi, lifted him up, threw it to the air, and did not wait for him to land, fly away.
"Well!"
Miyamoto Musashi flew more than ten meters away before landing on the ground. The cement fields were smashed out of cracks, the brain burst, and no breath.