Zhu Feng's subordinates are veritable masters of internal energy.
The warriors of the island country are also masters of swordsmanship, and now they join forces with Zhu Feng's men, which seems to be a perfect match, complementing each other.
One person uses fists, and the other person uses swords.
The two of them cooperated tacitly, giving up their previous grudges, and just focused on defeating the man in the trench coat in front of them.
The strange thing is that the man in the trench coat in front of him is like a spring man, able to be infinitely compressed and expand infinitely.
Regardless of whether the two used their own housekeeping skills or not, to the man in windbreaker, it was just a thought and could not have any impact on him.
On the contrary, the man in trench coat made the two of them very anxious and confused in a playful manner.
Isn’t this too irritating?
After confirming their looks, the two men launched a new round of strong attacks on the man in trench coat.
I saw the man in the windbreaker taking a few steps back. Now that he had taken off his windbreaker, it began to shake in his hands.
The windbreaker initially unfolded like a fan, blowing out a powerful hurricane.
The two of them stood in the wind, feeling as if the building was about to collapse.
After all, the warrior had a samurai sword in his hand. After a brief moment of surprise, he began to slash at the windbreaker with the sword.
At this moment, the man in the windbreaker grabbed his collar and kept spinning and shaking it.
The windbreaker in his hand turned into a stick in the blink of an eye. It seemed soft, but it was extremely powerful.
The katana in the hands of the warrior is naturally very powerful. The man in the windbreaker used the rolled up stick in the windbreaker to fight with the katana, as if he was striking an egg against a stone.
In fact, this is not the case, because the stick in the windbreaker's hand is made of rolled clothes, and its softness is also quite impressive.
The warrior's sword had just been used, but the wrist holding the sword was already wrapped with a cloth stick.
A burst of severe pain followed, and the katana in the warrior's hand was instantly released. His body also lost its balance and flew to the opposite side.
Zhu Feng's men saw the opportunity at this moment. After all, the man in windbreaker's attention was completely attracted by the warrior.
It seemed that he felt that his fists were too ineffective against the man in the windbreaker, so he actually took out a three-edged knife from his arms and stabbed the man in the windbreaker.
Anyone would think at this moment that the man in trench coat would have difficulty avoiding the fatal stab of the three-edged knife.
But a miracle happened at that moment.
As the warrior flew out, the man in black kicked away the katana, grabbed the cloth stick in his hand with both hands, but his body twisted strangely.
Even yoga masters may not be able to perform such difficult movements, but the man in the windbreaker just managed to do it.
With his arms crossed in the air, Zhu Feng's three-edged knife stabbed into the air, while his neck was entangled with a cloth stick.
The man in windbreaker crossed his arms and exerted force. Zhu Feng's men's eyes were bulging, his face was purple, the three-edged knife in his hand fell to the ground, and his head tilted to one side.
The man in the windbreaker loosened his left hand and tightened his right hand.
Zhu Feng's men flew up and spun around in the air for several times before landing solidly.
At this moment, even if he is not dead, he is still dying and his life will not be long.
The people brought by Zhu Feng suddenly seemed nervous.
The strength of their opponents made them unbelievable.
The warrior barely managed to save his life.
After getting up from the ground, I planned to join the battle group again.
Keiko scolded from the side: "Akaye, with your ability, do you still want to stand out? Just stay aside and be a passerby."
The warrior was stunned when he heard this, and soon understood that Keiko was telling him not to ask for trouble.
Keiko has been watching the battle from the sidelines. As the saying goes, the authorities are obsessed with the onlookers, but she has actually already guessed the identity of the man in the trench coat.
If it weren't for her kindness, the warriors under her would probably end up like Zhu Feng's men, or even worse.
"kill……"
"Don't let this guy go."
"Miss Keiko, please ask your subordinates to come too!"
"We must unite sincerely and not engage in internal strife."
Zhu Feng's men, Hua Tianshan's men, and Chen Bo's men launched a fierce attack on the windbreaker man at the same time.
Next, there were screams and wails.
Dozens of people besieged one person, and he was actually in a passive situation of being beaten.
Zhu Feng, Hua Tianshan, Chen Bo and other big names never participated in the battle.
This Zhu Feng must also be extremely smart. From the cool movements of the windbreaker man, he has already figured out the identity of the windbreaker man.
However, he was still taking chances.
How can many people attack one person and win?
If that were the case, today we would be able to take the opportunity to kill Yang Buwei, thus eliminating a serious concern.
Seeing his men keep falling, Zhu Feng finally couldn't calm down: "Mr. Wang, stop it!"
"Hahahaha, Mr. Zhu, you finally know who I am?" The man in the windbreaker laughed, took off the felt hat on his head, and threw it towards Zhu Feng.
Zhu Feng lowered his head, and the felt hat flew over his head without slowing down.
I dripped obediently, but fortunately Zhu Feng got out of the way quickly, otherwise his head would have been cut off in half by the felt hat.
I saw that the felt hat was stuck on a tree trunk, at least six or seven centimeters deep.
Zhu Feng looked at the felt hat that was still shaking freely, and broke out in cold sweat: "Mr. Wang, I have already shouted to stop, why do you continue to take action!"
The man in the windbreaker pulled off the mask on his face, revealing his original appearance. As expected, it was Wang Gensheng, with a funny and playful look on his face.
"Wang Gensheng, it's really you, why are you here?" Huizi looked over coldly. Although she cared about Wang Gensheng in her heart, she couldn't get over that hurdle.
After all, she and Okada are siblings.
Wang Gensheng's murder of Okada was an everlasting pain in her heart.
"Keiko, didn't I hear that a mad dog broke into Okada Residence, so I came to take a look and leave immediately after I help you drive the mad dog away."
Wang Gensheng was very calm, or just expressionless.
"Hey, who do you think is a mad dog? Don't you want to live?" One of Hua Tianshan's subordinates cursed loudly.
Wang Gensheng's figure flashed, and he was in front of him in an instant. He slapped him with his backhand: "You stretched out your head to catch it. Can you blame your grandpa?"
Everyone thought that this subordinate would definitely fight back and even curse.
Unexpectedly, this man's head turned around several times, but he didn't turn back again.
His eyes were wide open, but he was already dying.
Emma, how much force was used in this slap and how much hatred was gathered?
Wang Gensheng scanned the crowd and shouted in a cold voice: "If anyone else reaches out to touch the ground, come over and give it a try."
Darling, this domineering attitude is simply frightening.
It's hard to find people these days who have a problem with money, and even fewer people who have a problem with life.
"Wang Gensheng, are you determined to have a hard time with me?" Zhu Feng asked coldly.
After all, he is the initiator of this operation and must remain calm.