"I want to know the movements of these people."

Takashi Naitota held a piece of white paper with names written on his hands and threw it in front of the Japanese consulate.

The Japanese consul looked down at the white paper on the table and suddenly became angry.

"Why do you have to monitor the Japanese?" He excitedly picked up the white paper full of his name, pointed to the name on it and shouted loudly.

Takashi Fujita said coldly with a blank expression: "There are always some fools in this world who are not aware of the current affairs."

The consul looked at the cold Takashi Fujita, and his heart felt chills and sat back in his original position.

At this moment, the sliding door of the room was suddenly opened, and Ryuki Akutagawa appeared in front of the door, and a strong smell of alcohol came out of his body.

The Japanese officers and Japanese consuls who attended the meeting in the room looked at him in surprise.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Ryuyi Akutagawa no longer had the aura of fighting with Chen Zhen, but only decadent.

Fujita just turned around and looked at him with disdain and showed a sarcastic smile: "Mr. Akutagawa, you were frightened by Chen Zhen and you won't even knock on the door. I want you to rest more and I'm not going to let you attend this meeting."

Ryuki Akutagawa lowered his body and lay on the tatami and smiled with a self-deprecating smile: "I just want to ask you something, has our military chief heard about Huo Yuanjia's autopsy?"

The consul next to him changed his expression and ordered several other Japanese officers: "You guys go out first."

"Yes!" After the few people left, there were only three people left in the room, Fujita Takashi, the Consul and Ryuki Akutagawa.

Ryuyi Akutagawa left even more unscrupulously. He stared at Fujita Takashi with drunken eyes and asked loudly: "How is it? Is there anything that cannot be said publicly? Did you ask someone to do the poisoning? "

"Ah!" The consul next to him couldn't help but exclaim. It was the first time he had heard the news.

Fujita sat in the middle, and didn't even look at the eyes of both of them, just said to themselves.

"Today, the great Japanese Empire has surpassed China in terms of economy, technology, industry and military power."

The two of them didn't understand why Takashi Fujita suddenly talked about these jobs.

Fujita turned his head and looked at Ryuyi Akutagawa and became more and more disdainful: "I originally hoped that you, the martial arts practitioners, could break the Chinese martial arts myth, but unfortunately you were not good at it. We had to intervene."

"Despicable!" Akutagawa Ryuyi cursed angrily. This kind of thing insulted his warrior's dignity and trampled on the spirit of Bushido.

Fujita Takashi shook his head disapprovingly: "The so-called warriors never get tired of deceit."

Before he finished speaking, Ryuyi Akutagawa stood up in anger: "This sentence only applies to you soldiers, not to those who practice martial arts."

He was excited: "I was originally a dignified battle with Huo Yuanjia, but you were so despicable by your hawks. You are not worthy of talking about the spirit of Bushido."

No matter how angry and excited Ryuyi was, Fujita Takashi still seemed indifferent, which made Akutagawa even more angry. He originally thought that he had defeated Huo Yuanjia and became famous all over the world, but he didn't want it to be just a scam.

Of course, Ryuyi Akutagawa can also continue to enjoy the reputation and status brought to him by deception when this incident has not happened, but he cannot. He deceived the whole world but cannot deceive his warrior's heart.

He roared angrily and grabbed Takashi Fujita's shoulder, trying to teach this despicable soldier a lesson.

But what he didn't expect was that Akutagawa just touched the opponent's shoulder, but Fujita dodged it and then kicked it out at a very fast speed.

After practicing martial arts for many years, he knew that at least three of his ribs were broken under the other party's feet. He was shocked. How could Fujita Takashi be so powerful and how could he have such a deep martial arts cultivation?

Then he had no chance to find out the truth. Fujita quickly stood up after kicking out his feet, grabbed Akutagawa Ryui with both hands and raised it over his head as if he was holding a doll, and then smashed it down hard. His knees, which were as steel as iron, were pressing up at the same time.

The sound of bone cracks that were even louder than before sounded in the room, and Ryuki Akutagawa died with his eyes closed.

Fujita Takashi snorted coldly and threw Ryuyi's body on the ground, scaring the consul to hurry backwards.

"Let me tell you what the Bushido spirit is, that is, forget all the wrong ones, and even if you are a sinner in history, you will be willing to do so."

The cold voice seemed to tell the truth, but the terrified consul knew that this was just a madman's fallacy, but he dared not refute it because he knew that Fujita Takashi was crazy, and there were thousands of madmen like Fujita Takashi in Japan.

In Jingwu Sect, the disciples who had finished supper were practicing martial arts, and several brothers were studying the side kicks that Chen Zhen taught during the day.

"Young brother, the side kick taught by Brother Five is the best you and Brother Senior Master. We can't find the key points no matter how we study it. Brother Senior Master is not here, and Brother Five is resting. Why don't you teach us to practice?"

A Biao and Xin Han were the most familiar with each other and walked over and hugged Xin Han's shoulders and said.

Xin Han scratched his head embarrassedly: "Senior Brother Abiao, don't joke about me. I have only learned martial arts for a few days, so how can I teach you?"

"Hey, junior brother, do you want to hide your own private life?" Aren also came over and said jokingly.

"Okay, let's communicate with each other, I can't teach you."

Xin Han walked to the sandbag, posed, took a deep breath, and exerted force suddenly. A beautiful and in-place rotating side kick sound, the sandbag swung almost parallel to the ground and fell down again.

When the sandbag fell to an angle perpendicular to the ground, Xin Han quickly rotated and kicked the side, and the sandbag swung out quickly.

Xin Han made five legs in a row, and every time the sandbag flew out, it was almost parallel to the ground, which made the brothers around him stunned.

The fifth side kick was completed, and Xin Han, who felt exhausted his strength, then he stopped gasping and gasping.

"Young brother, you are so amazing. You have only been learning a few days to kick out such a powerful leg technique." A Biao looked at Xin Han in surprise.

"In fact, the key to this move is mainly the application of human body mechanics. You see, the body rotates like this, which increases the strength of the legs, and the center of gravity of the body when the legs are released..."

Xin Han explained some of his later physical exercise theories to everyone, making it easier to understand the key points of this move.

What he said was easy to understand and could not understand A Biao and a few others mastered the key points, and they also practiced side kicks well.

Nong Jinsun, who was watching this little from a distance, smiled and nodded: "This child is really good. He is both smart and has good character. During the days when he came to Jingwumen, the Jingwumen did not say that he was not good."

"Well, the most important thing is that he has a strong ability to comprehend martial arts and has a good talent. I believe that he will definitely surpass me in time." Chen Zhen held the railing and looked at Xin Han outside, with a smile on his lips.

"Chen Zhen, this child has no relatives now. You tell me how about the marriage?"

Nong Jinsun suddenly proposed to say goodbye to Xin Han, which surprised Chen Zhen: "Uncle Nong, these people who have returned from abroad now pay attention to free love, so I think it's better to forget it."

"Oh, of course I understand this principle, but have you noticed it? Xiaohui's eyes looked at Xin Han these days, and the relationship between the two is also good, so there should be no problem."

Chen Zhen had just taken a sip of tea and almost sprayed it out. Of course he knew what was going on. After the bellyband incident, Xiaohui looked at Xin Han with a look of wrong eyes. If it was right, something would happen.

"Uncle Nong, I think it's better to forget it. They will make their own decisions. I'll go to the event as well." After Chen Zhen said that, he turned around and walked towards the martial arts training ground.

"Why did I leave before I finished speaking... It's really..." Nong Jinsun also had selfish thoughts when talking about this. He could see that Xin Han was a talent, but if the talent was not sure, he could stay in Jingwu Sect. When the kung fu was almost done, he would definitely leave.

But it’s not like to marry Xiaohui. It’s the most important thing to tie Xiaohui to someone’s heart.

"Fifth Senior Brother"

"Fifth Brother, please teach us how to practice kung fu."

When the disciples greeted Chen Zhen, they all warmly greeted him.

Chen Zhen smiled and said, "I haven't mastered those tricks during the day. Be careful not to chew too much. When I master those tricks, I'm teaching you new things."

This is when a disciple outside came back from work. When he saw Chen Zhen, he immediately came over and said excitedly: "Fifth Brother, you are so powerful. You beat the little Japanese without any confidence. When I came back just now, I saw Ryuki Akutagawa drunk and crying loudly. If it weren't for the person from the Hongkou Dojo next to him, I really wanted to go over and kick him a few times."

"Yes, I saw it too. Akutagawa's little Japanese was arrogant a few days ago. Now he has been defeated by his fifth senior brother." Another disciple also walked over and said.

Xin Han slapped his forehead and forgot about this important thing: "Fifth Brother, please practice first, I have something to go out."

"Be careful when you go out so late." Chen Zhen instructed him and continued to call on his junior brothers to practice martial arts.

So Xin Han hurriedly left Jingwu Gate with something in his arms, and did not come back until the early morning of the next day. No one knew where he went.

Xiaohui knew that Xin Han had not returned all night and looked at him with abnormal eyes, and she deliberately avoided contact with him, which made Xin Han even unaware of how she offended the young senior sister.

The next morning, two disciples from Hongkou Dojo opened the gate of the dojo in Hongkou District. They were talking and laughing and suddenly their expressions solidified.

There was a corpse upside down in front of the gate. After closer inspection, the two of them were shocked because the owner of the corpse was their master Ryuki Akutagawa, and the corpse was written with a white cloth strip on it.

"The murderer cannot tolerate heaven - Chen Zhen"

"The master is dead."

"Master." As the two of them wailed sadly, the others in the dojo were alarmed.

"It was Chen Zhen who killed the master. We want to avenge the master." All the disciples picked up the Japanese sword and walked outside.

"Wait until you go, don't go, you can't solve it with violence."

Sitting in the middle of the dojo, Fujita Takashi looked at this silently. The Japanese consul on the opposite side understood what was going on. He didn't want anyone to bleed anymore and stood up to stop him.

The leading Dojo coach ignored him and looked at Takashi Fujita: "Sir..."

Fujita Takashi did not answer or object.
Chapter completed!