The door was slowly pushed open, and a tall, short-haired young man in a Chinese-style gray robe stood quietly at the door, looking at Liu Lang peacefully.

Beside him, on the left and on the right, stood three people who were also wearing the most common Chinese-style cardigans of ordinary people, but holding Japanese samurai swords in their hands.

It seemed a little nondescript, but Liu Lang didn't laugh for the first time.

Not only was the man who made him smell the same kind, but the other three also made him feel a hint of threat, the threat of death.

The inheritor of the Water Moon Stream wants to go deep into the dangerous place of China, how can the Water Moon Stream let him go alone, and those who can follow Gen Yoshihiro to China are the top masters of the Water Moon Stream, the most capable of killing people.

The bright blade stimulated Lieutenant Tyson to also have a cold face, took a deep breath, slowly pulled out his military dagger from his calf, held it in his backhand, and bowed forward slightly, before the killer moved, the cold killing intent had already stimulated the strongest army soldier of the Sun Never Set Empire who could fight a black bear to enter the attack state.

It wasn't that Lieutenant Tyson didn't want to pull out the pistol in his waist, but because of the look in the man's eyes, although he didn't speak, he could clearly feel that if he drew the gun, he would be hit mercilessly.

But the man didn't stop him from pulling out his dagger, maybe his plan was to have a white-knuckle fight! In other words, he has absolute confidence in cold weapon fighting.

The three women stood behind Tyson and Sun, and although their faces were a little pale, they were all unexpectedly strong.

Perhaps because of a bloody battle with the Independent Regiment, the seemingly weak Liu Xueyuan bit his lip and squatted down to grab a piece of table board that Liu Lang kicked badly from the ground, and the little foreign girl pulled out her personal dagger, but Ji Yanxue was fiercely tight, and even Yuan Yihonggang, who had always been calm-eyed, couldn't help but frown.

Yes, war, let the woman go away, as if it was ineffective in these three seemingly weak women, not to mention, anyone who saw a woman wearing a pleated skirt who looked demure and elegant lifted the hem of her skirt and pulled out a black but sharp and cold murder weapon directly from the outer thigh, then anyone would not help but jump their eyelids!

However, the fierceness of the three women was obviously not in the eyes of Yuan Yihonggang, and they didn't even stop on Sun Fu, who also had a solemn face and pulled out a military thorn, his gaze was withdrawn from the people in the room and returned to Liu Lang.

"Liu Jun, it's an honor to meet you here, please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Yoshihiro Minamoto, the brother of Yoshijiro Gen who died at your hands." Yuan Yihong just looked at Liu Lang calmly and said.

Liu Lang shook his head, "I think you either found the wrong person, or, your brother forgot to register me before he died, of course, this is not to blame him, maybe he didn't have a chance." ”

Can't chat, typical can't chat, Yuan Yihong couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and a trace of anger flashed on his face.

Liu Lang's meaning is obvious, there are more Japanese who have died under my hands, and Gen Yoshijiro is that green onion again?

"Yaga." The three Shui Yueliu masters who held swords in both hands snorted angrily in unison.

"Don't be eight or seven, there are at least eighty Japanese who died under Lao Tzu." Liu Lang showed a trace of disdain on his face.

Saying this, Liu Lang became more vigilant in his heart, a Japanese assassin who could turn the assassination into an open attack either had a bad head, or he had great self-confidence, confident that he could kill himself on the spot with his bare hands.

Of course, Liu Lang would not believe that the Japanese who came from afar and spent so much effort to lay down the killing game would send a fool to come, and he also did not believe in his ability to fight hand-to-hand, the Japanese did not do an investigation, and the Japanese cautious genes were very stubborn.

"Liu Jun, the entire hotel is under the control of our people, if the city defense army hears the movement here, it will take at least twenty minutes, if you want to chat, I can accompany you to chat for five minutes before sending Liu Jun on the road." Yuan Yoshihiro just restrained the anger on his face and said seriously.

"Good! It's better for you and me to sit down and talk about it, I heard that the tea ceremony skills of the Japanese island country have long been better than the blue, so what is Honggang, why don't you show me how to make tea first. Liu Lang laughed when he heard this.

For pretending, Liu Lang is already familiar with it, but he didn't expect to meet a Japanese who can pretend to be forced better than him, Wen Wu is the first to pretend to be the second, Liu Lang doesn't hit the pretending man, then he is not Liu Lang.

"Yaga." The three Water Moon Flow masters once again exerted their dragon trick spirit and roared angrily.

It's okay to let the heir of Shui Yueliu show the tea ceremony, what the hell is that tea? The result of the two is the same, but it is no longer on the same level at all!

Also, Liu Lang's sentence that the blue is better than the blue is also very poisonous, and the Japanese, who have never admitted that the Japanese tea ceremony culture was secretly learned from the Tang Dynasty in China, have always reacted very much to this, which is a heart-piercing statement.

The corners of Liu Lang's mouth twitched slightly, can't stand this? So how do you let the sticks live eighty years from now? People even shouted out that Chinese medicine is theirs, as long as people are a little bit awesome, they have their bloodline.

"Liu Jun doesn't know if he believes it or not, although Yuan Yihong just came here today to take the king's good head, but he also wants to compete with Liu Jun in martial arts, and the revenge of killing his brother is secondary." Yuan Yihonggang obviously adapted to Liu Lang's poisonous tongue style very quickly, not only did he not get angry, but a smile bloomed on his face.

Liu Lang also smiled, and stretched out his fist at the four Japanese who were wearing Chinese-style clothes but were authentic Japanese, "If you want to fight, you will fight, what is martial arts?" It's nothing more than a more powerful killing skill. ”

Although Liu Lang's fist was a little white, and even a little tender, including Yuan Yihonggang, whose eyes shrank slightly, none of the four Shui Yueliu masters dared to underestimate that fist in the slightest. The fat man who stood differently and looked harmless to humans and animals before, the moment he stretched out his fist, it gave people the feeling of being like a peerless sword out of the sheath, bursting with sharp edges and overflowing with murderous aura.

The surging killing intent stimulated the three Water Moon Flow masters standing beside Yuan Yihonggang to move in unison, pointing their blades at Liu Lang collectively, and their eyes were also full of ferocious intent.

Liu Lang hadn't made a move yet, but just showed his fist once, and let the three Shui Yueliu masters take the initiative to make an attack posture, and its momentum was no less than the pressure on Lieutenant Tyson when Yoshihiro Yuan first appeared.

Yuan Yi Honggang's eyes were as bright as stars, "If the word honor was still a bit polite before, but after seeing Liu Jun in person, Hong just felt that honor was not enough to describe the joy in Honggang's heart." In order to respect Liu Jun, the strongest enemy, Honggang will definitely go all out. ”

After speaking, Yuan Yoshihiro just stretched out his hand and pulled it casually, and the tough cotton Chinese robe was directly torn into several pieces by him like paper paste, revealing that he was wearing a complete Japanese samurai uniform.

Then he took a few steps back and said loudly: "Liu Jun might as well move to fight, otherwise, any enemy in the room, Honggang will not be merciful." ”

As Yuan Yoshihiro just retreated, the three swordsmen also retreated in unison and gave way to the door of the box.

In the face of a guy who pretends to be forced to such a realm, what else does Liu Lang have to say, he has to go out and beat his mother!