Yamada has never had a good impression of Chinese students, so it is only natural that his last words were wrong.
''Yamada, you have underestimated Zhu Yu too much. When Zhu Yu went to the public toilet just now, he was going to seek revenge and cause trouble for him. A group of people sent by Oshima beat him to pieces!" Chang Yuchun interjected.
Zhu Houzhao finally breathed a sigh of relief. How dare you, Yamada, look down on me.
''Ah, he actually beat the shit out of the people sent by Oshima?" Yamada said to himself, really surprised.
''This can still be false. "Zhang Juzheng on the side also echoed with joy.
After hearing these words, Yamada was a little depressed and his face became a little ugly. It seemed that he still knew something.
Zhu Houzhao and others were having fun in the classroom.
At this moment, in Oshima Kumaji's Co., Ltd., Oshima Kumaji was leaning against the sofa, looking at the two people kneeling on the ground with a gloomy expression. Both of them were tied with thick bandages, and there was still a faint trace of oozing. Bloodstains.
"Is this the end?" Oshima Xiongji's eyes widened, and he looked up and down at the two people kneeling on the ground. After a long time, he breathed out and squinted his eyes to finally spit out these words from between his teeth. .
"Yes, that's it," said one of the guys whose chest was cut open.
"You guys are so powerful. You are so wild and crazy in normal times, but this time five men with guns and knives dealt with one bare-handed man. At least you got a satisfactory result. In the end, you were beaten... That scene, oh my god..." Oshima Kumaji cried sadly.
"Mr. Oshima, the low-level people have really tried their best." The guy's face turned red and he stuttered, "Because, because this kid is too strong, so we, we..."
"Ba Ge Ya Nu, they are all trash! Five people went there, three were reimbursed, and two came back with their noses and eyes swollen, but they were stunned and nothing happened! I really didn't expect you. It's so useless! Isn't it possible that this person has three heads and six arms? When I went there, I told you to be careful. This little kid is not easy to deal with, but you all turned a deaf ear!" This guy stopped eager to explain. Well, as soon as Oshima explained it, Xiong Er became furious and cursed through gritted teeth.
"Mr. Oshima, you really can't blame us for this. It's all because that kid is cunning and cunning, so..." Although the man whose chest was cut open looked guilty, he still tried to understand.
"If I don't blame you, then why blame me? I'm a loser, you're just a loser! I see you are sophistry and sophistry." Oshima Kumaji waved his fist and roared.
The guy whose chest was slashed turned red this time, and he couldn't explain it anymore. He asked himself, this is too embarrassing.
Oshima Kumaji was cursing, and suddenly he was so angry that he jumped up from the sofa, rushed forward, swung his legs left and right, kicked the two guys in front of him, then waved his fists and roared: "Get out of here" , get out of here!"
Oshima Xiongji is not a person who doesn't know the importance of things. Although the people he sent out are masters of magic, he also knows that Zhu Yu's martial arts qualifications are unusual after all. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is like an alien.
After venting for a while, and after hesitating for a long time, Oshima Bear's face became slightly normal, he gritted his teeth, turned to the person standing next to him and said slowly, "Send a message to Mr. Yamaguchi of Fuso Yamaguchi-gumi. He knows this too."
Oshima Kumaji may be a person who repays every person who looks up to him. He is also a person who repays kindness and revenge. Although Yamaguchi Forty-nine was killed for the cause of the empire, he was the one who sent him after all. Even if the person who went out died, he could not escape his involvement. Even if the mission was not completed, he felt a little ashamed. He even felt a little awkward going to inform Yamaguchi like this. .
"Hi." The person next to him said quietly.
And far away in Japan, at the foot of Mount Fuji, in an antique wooden building, a woman wearing a kimono, with a somewhat rosy face, and could even be said to have an astonishingly alluring beauty, walked in expressionlessly from the outside and knelt on the ground inside. , holding a telegram in both hands.
"Ryoko, what kind of thing is that?" A man in his sixties, sitting cross-legged on the tatami opposite the woman and drinking sake, asked casually.
"Back to Mr. Yamaguchi, this is a telegram from Oshima-kun from the other side of China." The red on Ryoko's face faded and even turned a little white, but she still said solemnly.
"What? Oshima-kun has news so soon? This Oshima-kun is indeed the hero of our Yamato nation. This time he is in Fuso, no, the whole world is famous!" Yamaguchi's domineering eyes immediately He said with a trace of passion and surprise on his face.
Then he quickly stood up and grabbed the telegram from Liangzi's hand.
But after just glancing at the telegram, Yamaguchi jumped up in surprise as if out of a nervous reflex.
His face changed drastically, and an unknown bird fire sprang up, "What the hell is this Oshima Kumaji doing? He is simply the scum of our Yamato nation." Yamaguchi Overbearing cursed with a heated face and gritted teeth.
In his rage, he tore the telegram into pieces, threw it to the ground, and even stepped on it with one foot.
Yamaguchi was like a wounded prey, with blood-red eyes wide open and breathing heavily until he thought, "The road is tortuous, but the future is bright." and "Failure is the mother of success." After all these miscellaneous theories, he breathed a sigh of relief, his face softened a little, and his heart slowly regained its composure.
After we finish talking about these things, let’s talk about Zhu Houzhao.
Just when Zhu Houzhao and Yamada were having a verbal spat, Qi Hongyu walked in and said, "Students, it seems we haven't had a martial arts class for a long time, right?"
''Yes, yes!" Everyone knocked on the tables and chairs and cheered in unison.
''Okay, students, get ready, we will start class tomorrow morning. "
''What, classes will start tomorrow morning?" The students were a little surprised.
Classes are starting! Classes are starting! Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, and finally looking forward to the day when classes start! The students immediately jumped for joy.
In the early morning, the morning glow is brilliant, falling like broken gold, bathing people in warmth.
On the training grounds of Chuan School, the students from the martial arts class of Chuan School's graduate school were waiting in the morning glow, lining up vigorously, with serious expressions on their faces.
Although he was old, his skin was bronze and his body was still strong. Qi Hongyu stood in front of them in high spirits.
Qi Hongyu's piercing eyes swept over each student and said sonorously: "Students, the day's plan begins in the morning. The sun rises, all things begin, and the energy of life is at its strongest. Although you can't eat the clouds and eat the energy like the legend, But taking martial arts classes at such a time has great benefits. It can strengthen the muscles and bones, activate blood and refining the muscles, and fully replenish the vitality of the human body. Only with the ability of martial arts can you survive in this chaotic world, and even develop something. The capital of an earth-shattering career! Does everyone understand? "
"Understood!" the students responded loudly and angrily.
Qi Hongyu's eyes flashed, and then he said in a sonorous voice: "Okay, students, what we are going to learn today is the Eight-Step Dragon Heart Palm in Wudang Boxing."
