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- Chapter 168: Showdown between beauties
The Japanese officer who faced off against Tang Qiuli struck hard at him as soon as he came up. He wanted to kill him but then quickly moved forward. The blade of the knife was already close to Tang Qiuli's head. Looking at Tang Qiuli's body standing motionless, this trash thought that this pretty boy was scared. Silly.
He forgot who was responsible for the kick that Ichiro Koizumi received. A cruel smile hung on his face. The figure flashed, the knife flew away, and he fell down. Blood was vomited from his mouth. The Japanese officer struggled desperately to get up. , In vain, he fell down, motionless, only his evil eyes, which had become dilated, opened unwillingly.
With just one move, Tang Qiuli put the Japanese officer on the verge of death. The hall was extremely quiet, with no cheers or applause. The guests were stunned by this scene.
Looking at this boy who seemed to be motionless on the spot, with his white clothes fluttering and a faint smile on his face, an uncontrollable fear suddenly arose in the hearts of the guests, killing people invisible and arrogant while talking and laughing. The enemy is killed.
In fact, they overestimated this Japanese officer. In Tang Qiuli's eyes, he was not even a rival. At best, he was just a trash who was eager to reincarnate.
There was a commotion in the hall, and the guests were whispering to each other. Takashima never expected this ending. In her opinion, at the worst, Xiaocun could support it for a while. You know, Xiaocun was also among the top five in the consulate. A master, who would have known that this guy surnamed Qiu could be defeated with just one move. From the looks of it, the possibility of survival is extremely slim.
Another thing she didn¡¯t expect was that this Chinese man dared to kill her. The situation was completely beyond her expectation. Two people had already died under his hands, indirectly or directly.
Hashimoto cannot be allowed to do it again, and he is no match for this Chinese boy. Takashima gritted his teeth and was about to challenge Tang Qiuli. There was a commotion at the door, and a dozen Japanese ronin broke in. Takashima was very happy, this It was the samurai from Fujiwara Dojo, a Japanese martial arts school in Tianjin, who came to support him.
Like a gust of wind, eight Japanese samurai surrounded Tang Qiuli. The guests who had just been tortured by Tang Qiuli's chic and ruthless manner were excited again. This time they were eight murderous Japanese samurai. Can Mr. Qiu Can you handle it?
Tang Qiuli acted as if nothing was wrong, and even took the time to smile brightly at Xiaoling. This smile was as warm as the spring breeze turning willows. Not only was Xiaoling's heart filled with sweetness, but those ladies, rich ladies, and young ladies from rich families felt their hearts pounding. After being hit by a heavy hammer, a strange feeling quickly spread in my heart. Tonight, I don't know how many people complained about men and women, and they were destined to lose sleep because of him and Xiaoling.
Tang Qiuli made a gesture towards Shan Hu, and Shan Hu, who understood deeply, took a pair of chopsticks and put it in his hand. The guests were in an uproar, didn't this boy want to use chopsticks to deal with eight sharp long knives?
This is indeed the case. Under the anxious gazes of the guests, the field started to move. Eight black shadows and eight sharp long knives were constantly rotating around a white shadow. Weaving among the black shadows, chopped chopsticks flew out of the venue from time to time, and the guests were so nervous that they couldn't breathe.
Suddenly, the scene came to a standstill, and all nine figures stopped motionless. The eight Japanese samurai kept holding their swords, and Tang Qiuli stood quietly in the field, still surrounded. The scene was strange and peculiar.
Suddenly, the eight Japanese samurai fell down in the shape of a fan with Tang Qiuli as the center. Each of them had a chopstick stuck in their left eye. The chopstick was so powerful that it penetrated through the back of their heads. Out, pools of blood dyed the carpet red.
The guests were completely petrified. With a pair of chopsticks, he killed eight tough Japanese samurai. Is this boy still human? What is his origin? Such martial arts are only spread in legends. Unexpectedly, I saw it with my own eyes today.
Takashima's face turned pale. She finally understood that this boy's martial arts had reached a superb level, and he was vicious, killing with one blow and showing no mercy. Who was this boy who looked like a god of murder? Why did he kill the samurai of the Japanese Empire? He had a deep hatred for the empire?
Suddenly, she shuddered, and suddenly remembered a person, that is, the commander of the Anti-Japanese Blood Hand Regiment who caused heavy casualties to the Kwantung Army in Manchuria, Blood Hand Qiu Li, yes, it must be him, Qiu Li, the name is the same , this demon that killed hundreds of thousands of Imperial Japanese soldiers, no wonder he smelled like an iron-blooded soldier. It turned out that his hands were stained with the blood of the empire's loyal warriors.
Takashima stopped other Japanese samurai who wanted to rush forward. In the Japanese Consulate in Tianjin, the top expert was Takashima Noyuri. Not only was this woman great in bed, she was also very good in martial arts.
Wearing a gorgeous evening dress, with snow-white skin and plump body, she held a weapon in her hand.The shape of the sword looked funny and weird. Takashimano Lily had to take action. She knew that among the Japanese samurai present, except her, no one was the opponent of Qiu Li. Even she could barely do it. , However, for the dignity of the Japanese Empire, this person must be eliminated even if he risks his life. He is too harmful to the great cause of the empire.
In his heart, Tang Qiuli had no sympathy for this Japanese woman. In his opinion, all Japanese people were rubbish, full of aggressive evil in their bones, and he would never show mercy to her enemies.
Unexpectedly, Xiaoling slowly stood up and walked to Tang Qiuli. It was obvious that she was going to take this fight. Based on Tang Qiuli's observation of Gao Dao, he knew that this woman's martial arts was very powerful. , although not as good as himself and Shan Hu, but on par with Xiaoling.
He glanced at Xiaoling with some worry. He knew Xiaoling's intentions very well. In this situation, even if he won the fight, he would still be defeated. Women don't have such worries about women. Xiaoling doesn't want her lover. Image, a little tarnished and questioned.
He thought for a while, if Xiaoling is not allowed to fight, she may have a shadow in her heart and think that she doubts her ability, which will also affect the relationship between the two. Girls in love are very sensitive, he thought. The girl in her arms was still the girl from before, not Xiaoling, who had a somewhat inferior self-esteem.
They are the same two outstanding women, one is gorgeous, one is pure, one is full of murderous intentions, and the other is restrained, the same slender but not weak waist, one with charming eyes, the other with bright eyes like autumn water, separated by a distance of more than ten meters, The impact made sparks.
Looking at the two beautiful women confronting each other in the field, the guests had unspeakable feelings in their hearts. Why should they kill each other? Is a beautiful life meant to be destroyed?
More people are worried about Xiaoling. That Gao Dao obviously outdoes Xiaoling in terms of murderous intent. They are really worried about that beautiful Mrs. Qiu. Everyone knows that in this situation, neither party can do anything. It is impossible to give in, which will destroy the country's prestige. Personal honor and disgrace are small, but the national image is big. This is an endless deadlock that can only be solved with blood.
When Tang Qiuli saw that Xiaoling was still empty-handed, he had no chance of winning against Gao Dao's sword. He pulled out the sword from Battle's back and handed it to Xiaoling's hand with concern, and patted Xiaoling's hand gently. Face, this time, no matter how generous Xiaoling is, her cheeks are still flushed, and she feels the encouragement of her lover in her heart, and her confidence is greatly increased.
Those female guests couldn¡¯t help but their hearts were beating wildly. They wished that some slender hand would touch their faces. Takashima Noyuri was even more furious. He was so affectionate in front of her, but he didn¡¯t take himself seriously at all.
Tang Qiuli did this completely because of Gao Dao's weakness. He found that this woman was very arrogant and arrogant. The more he ignored her existence, the more he aroused her anger. Looking at Gao Dao's iron-blue pretty face, Tang Qiuli secretly laughed in his heart. The balance of victory was pouring into Xiaoling's side.
Battle's big knife, with its wide blade and thick back, was specially used by men. When Xiaoling held it in her hand, it looked particularly big. However, when Xiaoling calmed down and held the knife in her hand, everyone was surprised to find that, This big sword has become one with Xiaoling.
This is not surprising at all. Battelle and Xiaoling may have spent more time together than Tang Qiuli. Xiaoling could not be more familiar with her brother's knife.
Gao Dao put away her contempt. She felt that Xiao Ling's momentum was growing. She couldn't wait any longer. She took small steps, twisted her elastic waist, her skirt floated, and she was at Xiao Ling's side in an instant. before.
With a flash of sword light, it struck Xiaoling's head as if it was done in vain. This woman's attack was fierce and sophisticated. Xiaoling turned sideways and met Takashima's blade. There was a crisp "clang" sound, and the two swords connected. , Takashima used Lao Dao without any moves, drew the knife smoothly, flipped his wrist, and slashed towards Xiaoling's white neck with the light of the knife.
Two beautiful women were fighting together, and the sound of Qingyue's swords could be heard constantly. A colorful figure and an elegant figure were walking back and forth, with long skirts fluttering. Xiaoling couldn't do it like Gao Dao, jumping up and down. The hem of the skirt floated up, and the naked body was exposed. Her underwear was in full view of the onlookers. She hated wearing a skirt today. She couldn't let go, so she could only try her best to defend.
Takashima is like a female leopard, her slender waist is full of movement, she jumps up and steps sideways at will, no matter if her nakedness is exposed, her body is not a virgin anyway, she has exhausted many men. Because she had no scruples, Takashima opened her plow very wide. The big breasts on her chest made waves with every movement she made. If she hadn't held a murderous weapon in her hand, she would have been a dancer. girl.
Although Ling was on defense, her footwork was not messy at all. Her graceful figure was as elegant as a willow swinging in the wind. Compared to Takashima Yelily, who looked like a crazy tiger,Ling's expression was as calm as the sky after the rain.
After fighting for a while, Takadao found that his rain-like offensive failed to break through Xiaoling's defense. It was like a soft and tough willow branch that could be blown away by the strong wind without any damage.
Takashima knew that if his main attack was not effective after a long time, it would definitely consume his energy. It was hard to say what the situation would be like by then.
To be continued
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