Easily dodge the enemy's fist, grab the enemy's wrist, turn around and deliver a quick elbow strike, severely damaging the opponent's weak spot.
Throw over the shoulder and knock the enemy to the ground. The moment the enemy wanted to get up, he used a roundhouse kick to hit the opponent's temple with the heel of his leather shoe!
With a gorgeous blow, Duanwu easily sent away another bodyguard of Kid Demel.
The so-called killing skills are like this. Take the enemy's life directly with every move. Be sure to kill with one hit.
Therefore, true martial arts competition does not exist at all.
What is real martial arts?
Real martial arts is the art of killing.
And if a martial art cannot kill people and has no lethality. Then it can only mean that the person who created this kind of martial arts is an idiot.
Because the root of martial arts is survival and struggle.
Ancient humans created martial arts to hunt more powerful beasts.
In modern times, human beings developed martial arts for the purpose of war and for the fierce struggle between people.
Therefore, what is displayed during the Dragon Boat Festival is the real martial arts.
"Brother Wei, are you so naughty?"
Just when Kiddemel, the British consul, Wei Zhengcai and others were stunned, Duanwu started joking.
Wei Zhengcai grinned, not knowing whether he should cry or laugh, thinking: Are you a monster? Those two men were as strong as bears. How could you knock them down with just a few moves?
No, not knocked down, but dead.
There was no mercy during the Dragon Boat Festival because there was no need. I have already warned the other party. What's more, if the other party wants to win, I'm afraid they won't let him go.
So why, if you let me die, I can't let you die?
"Mr. Kiddemel, I think we should also discuss it."
After joking with Wei Zhengcai, Duanwu said politely to Kid Demel again.
Kiddemel, who had been frightened for a long time, almost peed when he heard Duanwu's invitation and saw Duanwu's smile.
Don't be kidding, his two boxing champions who paid a lot of money to invite are dead, and he is fighting with Duanwu? I'm afraid it's not even enough for Duanwu to punch him.
"Mr. Dragon Boat Festival, I don't know any martial arts. So this is exempt, right?"
Kiddemel declined, unless he was crazy enough to spar with a monster like Dragon Boat Festival.
"Mr. Kiddemel, isn't this bad? You reject me casually. Don't I want to lose face?"
Danwu kept smiling, but suddenly grabbed Kid Demel by the collar.
Kiddimmel was almost lifted up by Duanwu. He was about to be unable to breathe. He asked for help: "Consul, Mr. Consul,..."
The British consul pretended not to hear. He just stopped Kiddemel and he didn't listen. Now that it's fine, you can't end it and beg him? Go ahead and dream!
"Sir, what happened?"
At this moment, Wei Zhengcai's men heard the sound of fighting in the house and rushed in with guns.
Wei Zhengcai was about to explain the situation, but Duanwu spoke first: "Mr. Kiddimmel was bribed by the Japanese to assassinate a senior anti-Japanese general, but I personally captured him."
When Wei Zhengcai heard this, he checked and didn't laugh out loud. This hat is too awesome. Don’t care which country you are from, don’t care what the other person’s identity is. As long as you have anything to do with Japanese spies at this time, it's just one word - kill!
There is no need for a trial, as long as the word spy is mentioned, there is only a dead end. Even senior government officials have no choice.
Otherwise, why did Kong Yang quickly say that he didn't know Kid Demel when he heard the word spy? That's why. If you get it, you will die, no one is exempted.
At this time, Kiddemel finally realized that something was wrong, and quickly said: "Mr. Dragon Boat Festival, sir, let me say something, let me say something,..."
Duanwu loosened his hand slightly, and Kiddemel took a few deep breaths before continuing: "To show that I am not a spy, I am willing to donate a batch of pistols to the Independence Regiment. They are the new military standard M1911. Pistols, .45 caliber. Twenty of them, two thousand rounds of ammunition, two thousand rounds of ammunition,..."
"Less!"
Duanwu covered his mouth with his left hand, rubbing it back and forth awkwardly, and then squeezed these two words out from between his teeth.
His voice is not loud either. No one else can hear it at all.
But Kiddemel, who was close at hand, heard it very clearly. He gritted his back molars and shouted, "Fifty automatic pistols and five thousand rounds of bullets."
Duanwu smiled and said, "You still have it."
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Kiddimmel was speechless, his mind was filled with regret.
But now there is no way. If he cannot satisfy the other party, there will be only death.
"Sixty-five, seven thousand rounds of ammunition. That's all I have."
After saying that, Kiddimmel's whole body softened.
Duanwu let go, and then said to Wei Zhengcai: "Send a few people to follow Mr. Kiddemel to get the gun. If he dares to play any tricks, shoot him on the spot."
"Yes, Brother Dragon Boat Festival!"
Wei Zhengcai responded happily, "What else are you going to eat next?" He personally escorted Kiddimmel to get the gun. It was an American military pistol, with a caliber of .45. It was used to shoot the Japanese at close range.
If it weren't for the tight situation on the front line, he would really want to fight for the Dragon Boat Festival.
However, Wei Zhengcai was already very satisfied. At least he, the Dragon Boat Festival brother, did not delve into the matter of the cannonballs, otherwise he would still be unable to bear the consequences.
At this time, Wei Zhengcai took the people away. There were only two people left in the restaurant, Duanwu and the British consul, dining.
The British consul was eating steak in a gentlemanly manner during the Dragon Boat Festival, looking at the British consul with a confused look on his face. Because judging from Dragon Boat Festival's proficiency in eating steak, Dragon Boat Festival has studied abroad for at least three years before he knows how to eat Western food.
Originally, he wanted to teach him how to eat Western food during the Dragon Boat Festival, thereby bringing the two closer together. But at this moment, it seemed that if he did that, he would be trying to trick his class.
The British consul asked: "Mr. Duanwu, have you studied abroad?"
Duan Wu told the truth: "No, my family doesn't have that condition."
The British consul asked: "What are you doing?"
"oh!"
Dragon Boat Festival reflected, it turned out to be the problem of eating steak.
Duanwu replied: "I have been to the United Kingdom, France, Germany, Italy, Spain, Portugal, North Africa, South Africa, the United States, and Java. I have also been to Japan.
North Korea, the Philippines, Laos, Vietnam, India, and as far away as Antarctica...
By the way, have you been to the Bermuda Triangle? It’s very interesting there…”
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The British consul was speechless and thought to himself: You are such a braggart. Having been to so many places, you probably started traveling around the world while you were still in your mother's womb, right?
But the British consul didn’t dare to ask? He could only praise: "Mr. Duanwu is well-informed, no wonder he was able to repel many Japanese attacks.
However, what are Mr. Dragon Boat Festival’s plans next?
According to reliable information, the commander of the Japanese Shanghai Expeditionary Force, Matsui Iwane, was very angry at the defeat of this battle and was mobilizing troops to prepare for a full-scale attack on the Sihang Warehouse! ..."
ps: I have been writing a lot lately and have a splitting headache. Just hold on until the weekend. Books also have a holiday on weekends. Vacation, holiday! In addition, I am very grateful to my brothers for their rewards, recommendations, and monthly votes. Although the subscription is a bit unsatisfactory, it has firmly entered the military bestseller list. These are the results of the support of the brothers.
Okay, enough nonsense. In order to repay the support of brothers, the book will be updated four times a day before the weekend! Four updates! Four updates! ...
