Funeral Sacrifice

Chapter 85 Don't blame Master Shi

The locked iron door of the Peking University Sanda Club was really kicked open with the foot of the big bald man in full view of the public.

"Brother, you can do it, you are bold enough!" After several boys gave a thumbs up at Shi Li, they rushed up and rushed into the Sanda Club.

When the members of the Sanda Club saw the crowd rushing in, they were so angry that they pointed to the students who came in and shouted, "Go out, all go out. The people who kicked the door are waiting outside and don't go."

"Coach Fang, let's take a look and see how you defeated Little Japan?" Several male students shamelessly begged the so-called coach Fang.

"No, you go out quickly..." Coach Fang seemed determined not to let others see the cut inside.

At this time, Japanese karate people spoke and said in a strange voice: "Coach Fang, don't you think it's a good thing to have an audience? Are you afraid that you will lose face after losing?

"Uh..." Coach Fang and other Sanda players were stunned, and then all stared at the Japanese karate member with an angry look.

At this time, Shi Li also spoke and said in a strange voice: "Yes, doesn't Coach Fang want us to witness the demeanor of our Chinese men? Don't want us to see how Japanese pigs rolled back to their hometown?

"Wo!"

All eyes are focused on Shi Li, and at the same time, he is thinking that this boy speaks too directly? Publicly scolding the Japanese? Scolding in front of them? He can be called the most awesome cynic, right?

"Okay, then do what this classmate wants!" Coach Fang and other members of the Sanda Club suddenly burst into a fighting spirit and opened the door to invite all the students in. However, Japanese karate is all glared at the power of time. Instead, Shi Li carelessly chose the best seat and sat down, leisurely took out a box of the best cigars from the space ring and gave them to his classmates sitting next to him.

"Fuck, buddy, where did you get the best Cuban cigars? This cigarette is old and expensive!" A classmate who knew the goods took a deep breath of smoke on his nose.

Is it the best? I don't know how much it is given by others. Let's play!" Shi Li didn't care. In fact, there are dozens of boxes of Cuban cigars in Shi Li's space ring.

"Okay, everyone, stop talking, let's start fighting!"

While the classmate's voice fell, there was a fight on the court, and the coach Fang and a Japanese karate coach fought without any protective gear.

After only guessing three moves, Shi Li already knows who will win and who will lose. The karate Japanese and coach Fang are completely at two levels, and the karate Japanese can't stand it without all.

"Masters, but not empty-handed hands. Although they play karate, they are actually masters of ninjutsu!" Shi Li has probably guessed the true identity of these Japanese karate at this time. If he guessed correctly, they should be the Japanese agents who came to kidnap Old Liu!

Sure enough, after more than 20 moves, the Japanese suddenly used a backspace kick. Under the attack of kneeling, Coach Fang was directly knocked to the ground.

All the students did not say anything. Although Coach Fang was defeated, it was not only Coach Fang's face, but also our Chinese face, so the students silently said nothing, but on the contrary, the Japanese laughed.

"Coach Fang, you are the coach of the Sanda Club. I don't think your students should be your opponent, right? So that's the end of today's test! Hahaha..." The Japanese who won the martial arts competition didn't forget to laugh a few times.

"Xiao Gou, although I can't beat you, our Chinese skills are extensive and profound. Don't be complacent!" Coach Fang stood up with some difficulty and covered his chest.

"Oh, we Japanese never talk big, hahaha..." Xiao Gou laughed again.

At this time, Shi Li suddenly stood up and said, "You're right. The Japanese don't talk big, but the Japanese are very good at farting and farting. How about I do two tricks with you?"

Xiaogou and some other karate members looked cold. When this bald head came in, he insulted them. Now he came to insult them again. He was worried that he couldn't find an excuse to teach him a lesson. He ran out, so Xiaogou smiled coldly and said, "Okay, then I'll play with you!"

Shi Li nodded with an evil smile and said, "Well, but I declare in advance that I am not responsible for hurting you too much."

"Haha, each other..." Those Japanese karate members laughed.

When all the students saw that Shi Li dared to fight, they all stood up and shouted encouragingly, "Brother, whether you win or not, I salute you on behalf of all the boys of Peking University. You are the real man!"

Shili didn't have any unnecessary nonsense, but just looked back and squeezed his eyes at those classmates.

"Okay, let's start, puppy!" Shi Li made a gesture of invitation.

"Ah, ah!" Xiaogou seemed to be angry. Regardless of their dog etiquette, he took the initiative to attack, and kicked directly to Shi Li's chin.

"Hey, don't blame Master Shi..." Shi Li smiled, and his whole body suddenly accelerated. Before the little hook's foot was kicked, Shi Li suddenly buckled the small hook's ankle bone, and then his five fingers were slightly forceful. With a sound, there was a sound of bone breaking from the small hook's calf.

"Wah..." The little hook howled in pain, and his face also changed with pain.

At this time, Shi Li didn't seem to intend to stop. He quickly withdrew his fist with his hand with the small hook calf, and then lightningly hit the small hook's mouth.

That's right, it's the mouth.

"Bang, bang, bang..." After more than a dozen heavy blows in a row, the small hook's big yellow teeth have been scattered on the ground, and the small hook has completely fainted and lie on the ground and pumped straight.

Quiet, surprisingly quiet, the whole Sanda Hall has no sound, and the fight just now is less than 30 seconds. Is this over? Xiao Gou was beaten so hard that he couldn't wake up? This bald classmate is too awesome, isn't he?

"Little Goujun, Xiao Goujun..." The members of karate woke up and shouted Xiao Goujun.

"Hey, is there anything to fight?" Shi Li pinched his waist with both hands and looked at the members of karate.

and the members of karate all glared at Shi Li, and it seemed that they were going to fight in a group.

"Let's take Xiao Goujun to the hospital first..." A middle-aged Japanese, who had been indifferent, calmly issued an order.

At this time, all the students cheered enthusiastically: "Win, we won, we Chinese won..."

Shi Li whistled easily and said to all the students, "It's just a few Japanese pigs."

"Classmate, what's your name? Sign my foreign name for me!" Several male classmates handed over the T-shirts.

"Uh... I won't sign my name, but you can call me a ruffian!"

"Ah...are you a ruffian? Did you single out more than 100 of us last night? Fuck, are you still stabbed me in the back? But your technique is so handsome that I admire you so much..."

"Okay, okay, brothers, don't you want to find ruffians? This time he appeared, let's not let him go. Let's go. Today, I'll treat you. If you don't get drunk, you won't come back..." The honest classmates pulled Shili and walked out of the school.

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Land of projectiles, small island country - Japan!

The night is coming soon, and Japan seems to be much warmer than in China in this season. In a private manor not far from the outskirts of Tokyo, the barking of wolf dogs comes out from time to time, and occasionally you can hear a few laughter from the manor.

Ling Ziyun lurked on a hillside outside the manor. He has been lying here for nearly four hours. For four hours, he has been staring at every move in the manor. And he found an interesting phenomenon, that is, it seems that the manor seems to be going to have a banquet tonight and come to the banquet. People are all senior officials with a large number of security teams, and even Ling Ziyun saw the former minister of Japan's Ministry of Internal Affairs and the current officials of the Ministry of Security...

After all, Ling Ziyun and others are super agents and are familiar with the security departments of every country, so he recognized at a glance that the people who attended the meeting today were either the head of the security department or the patriarchs of some powerful ninja protection teams!

"Lingtou, they have come to many ninja masters. What on earth happened? Did they find us?" The report of the team members came from the wireless walkie-talkie.

Ling Ziyun replied, "Continue to observe. No one is allowed to move without my order. I feel that a big man must come here today!"

At 7:30 p.m., the big man mentioned by Ling Ziyun finally came, and the formation was very large. There were five police cars driving in the front and back, and three black Toyota vans in the middle.

"Zi..." When the car stopped at the manor, all the guests came out and nodded flatteringly to a black van in the middle.

"Wan!" The van was pulled away, and then a very handsome girl jumped off the car with excitement.

"Wow, this thing is so comfortable to sit on, but it seems to be too slow!" The girl is talking to the people around her in fluent Japanese.

"Miss Han, you are the messenger sent by the great god to protect our country. You are an angel. Our Japanese Empire is willing to follow the messenger forever!"

The little girl smiled and said, "What are you talking about?" Let's find someone quickly..."

Who is the little girl? As long as you are not stupid, you can guess...