Hirofumi Ito could bite his teeth, and the pain was so painful that he was scalded by boiling water. After passing by, he stared at the cute young master fiercely. Of course, he knew that without the cute young master's order, the people below would never dare to do this. Ω Please ∫Read the bookＷｗ∮Ｗ∮.

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Hirobuki Ito snorted, "Do you dare to compete? Are the Chinese here all sick men of East Asia? There are so many European and American journalists present, look, these Chinese people have no courage at all!"

The cute young master was secretly surprised. It seemed that Hirobuki Ito came prepared and just wanted to compete with him. This clearly meant that he was going to be more prestige! The Chinese were going to be more prestige!

Young Master Meng didn’t expect that Hirobuki Ito was so famous in later generations. He was such a person. He had no brains at all? He actually insulted us in public?

Anyway, he wouldn't understand what Ito Hirobuki meant for a while, but the meaning of provocation and slap in the face was strong!

This tone is definitely uncontrollable.

"Zhankui!"

The cute young master shouted.

Wang Zhankui was shocked. Zhilin was there today. Wang Zhankui only fought with Zhilin for one round last time. Zhilin didn't even move his hand, so he beat him up and ate it. How could he dare to come out today? He complained secretly and replied softly: "Young Master?"

Young Master Meng: "Beat the Japanese!"

Wang Zhankui almost got choked. Since he was taught a lesson by Zhilin last time, his confidence has been greatly reduced and has not recovered. Seeing that several Japanese people looked like they were all tough, why should I beat them up?

In fact, the cute young master did not plan to really let Wang Zhankui appear. After all, Wang Zhankui was less than 20 years old and was very young!

Young Master Meng saw that Wang Wu came today and knew that Wang Wu would definitely not let his son suffer a loss, so he ordered Wang Zhankui's general!

Moreover, Young Master Meng really has no martial arts masters. The only ones who know some kung fu are Wu Laosan, Wang Zhankui, Zhang Decheng and Wei Kuiheng, Zhang Decheng and Wei Kuiheng, and Zhang Decheng and Wei Kuiheng can only deal with some gangsters, which is of no use to deal with real trainers. ∫ Please read the book Wｗ∫Ｗ∮.

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Wu Laosan and Wang Zhankui are only half a dozen. Wu Laosan is not an authentic master of the Big Sword Wang Wu, so he is naturally far worse than Wang Wu. Wang Zhankui is too young. Wang Zhankui is at most a high-level disciple, while Wu Laosan is at most a junior martial artist!

Although Young Master Meng hasn't practiced Kung Fu much these days, after getting involved in martial arts, his understanding of martial arts has become a literacy. In his mind, the most powerful people he has ever seen are Zhilin and Wang Wu. Wang Wu should be a little weaker than Zhilin. He is considered a high-level martial artist. Zhilin can already be considered a first-level martial artist!

Shouchuan beside Zhilin smiled and said, "Take the opportunity to celebrate, it's lively. We Manchu has the custom of competing for martial arts during celebrations. Is there no one in your Klinsmann foreign company? Or is there no one in your American concession? You can't even afford to play? Hahaha..."

Shouchuan was a rough man, and he was screaming in a loud voice, which made all the subordinates around the cute young master indignate!

Wang Wu couldn't help but flew onto the guest stand, clasped his fists with his hands, "My young master, let me have fun with these Japanese devils?"

The cute young master was overjoyed, "I'm sorry, Master Wang!"

Wang Zhankui was also very happy. He didn't have to appear by himself now, but he was also vaguely worried about his father. After all, he didn't know how the martial arts of these Eastern people were like? However, Wang Zhankui still had confidence in his father.

Young Master Meng also has full confidence in Wang Wu. You are known as the number one master in the late Qing Dynasty, so how can you win once?

Hirobuki Ito nodded, "Okay!" Nodded to a Japanese samurai beside him.∮Please∮Read the bookＷｗ∮Ｗ∮.

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The Japanese samurai immediately stood up, couldn't speak Chinese, just bowed! "Hi!"

Wang Wu didn't speak, and hugged his fists. These were the etiquette of martial artists.

The Japanese samurai didn't wait for Wang Wu to take action first, and then he made three consecutive straight punches as fast as lightning!

The wind is born!

Although the cute young master did not have much martial arts skills, his eyesight increased greatly after he drew his energy into his body. He was secretly shocked. The Japanese guys had such a quick skill. Just attacked this time, at least he was at the same level as Ji Lin. I didn’t expect that Hirobuki Ito’s subordinates were so powerful. No wonder he was yelling to compete in martial arts?

In the past, when I watched movies and TV in modern times, didn’t it be said that the Japanese were trash? In the late Qing Dynasty, Japanese martial arts were really weaker than China?

Young Master Meng had a big question mark in his heart.

Wang Wu was forced to retreat several steps by the Japanese samurai three consecutive straight punches to stabilize the formation, fist blocking, foot blocking, foot blocking, foot blocking, and foot blocking. In the end, he fought the danger of fist in the face and blocked the Japanese punch with his palm, which alleviated the attack of the Japanese samurai. He could not even find the opportunity to take advantage of the situation to counterattack!

The young master was shocked. He thought that Wang Wu was there and he would not lose no matter what. Now he really dared not make a promise.

Wang Wu! You win once at least!

The Japanese are very good at it. After Wang Wu's fist was clenched, the back hand fist came in an instant!

Wang Wu raised all his strength and punched him out!

The two people's fists collided, and a muffled sound came.

Bang!

Wang Wu and the Japanese punched each other, and both sides took two steps back and raised some dust to complete the attack.

Both of them knew that they had met an opponent, and their strength was really equal.

Wang Wu's hands trembled slightly, and the Japanese were not much better. The way he fought head-on just now made both of them sore and numb.

Hirobu Ito smiled and said, "Is this person the most powerful boxer here? My companion is just an ordinary samurai under my command. Both of them are better than him!"

Xuan Yuemeng was shocked. Those two were even more powerful than this? This one was already in the match with Wang Wuqi? Even if those two were like these two, they had three such masters at the same time, which was enough to show off.

Hirofumi Ito said to Wang Wu: "Don't call us Japanese devils in the future. You Chinese are not worthy. Your martial arts are not as good as our Japan, and your industry is not as good as our Japan. Which country does not make a lot of money when you come to China? You weak nations are just working hard for other countries! And you, Xuan Yuemeng, I warn you not to destroy the signing of the Sino-Japanese Trade Treaty! If you make trouble again, I will let you know what the strength of the Japanese Empire is! A bunch of Chinese ghosts!"

The cute young master was so angry that he actually called himself a Chinese ghost?

Xuan Yuemeng's men were all young and young men with strong spirits, so they could not bear this tone. Almost all the people with guns held their hands on the handle of the gun, and just waited for the young master to give the order to kill these Japanese ghosts!

Young Master Meng now understands why Hirobuki Ito deliberately wanted to compete with his own people, just to intentionally anger the people present!

The cute young master sat quietly without showing any emotion. He knew that as long as he didn't speak, even if his subordinates were angry, they would just shoot rashly.

Dali rushed over with dozens of domestic slaves in a boiling kettle, which made the cute young master sweat a lot, but it was quite suitable for his own taste.

Dali asked the cute young master with his eyes, and the cute young master nodded!

Dali shouted: "Scare the Japanese devils to death!"

Hirofumi Ito was shocked, and three subordinates hurriedly protected Hirofumi Ito retreated to Jilin.

Dali yelled with the slaves, "Don't run away, no matter how crazy!"

"Let you Japanese turn into hair-removing pigs!"

"I dare to go to the Qing Dynasty to make trouble!"

Flows of boiling water rushed over. Even though they retreated quickly, they were still poured with a lot of boiling water. They screamed in pain and kept roaring at Baga Road.

Shouchuan snorted, "My Young Master, don't let them do it anymore! I am the docking platform of the Military Preparation Department. Are you being presumptuous in front of me?"

Young Master Meng smiled slightly: "What's so cool about you, a soldier? He burned to death!"

Dali and others were enjoying it. Seeing the order from Young Master Meng, he quickly poured hot water on Shouchuan!

Jilin and Shougawa were shocked and hurriedly fled to the crowd with Hirofumi Ito, Xuan Hongbo and others.

Young Master Meng waved his hand and signaled Xuan Dali to stop chasing others. It was really hard to explain that he could win the martial arts competition, which is naturally the best, but the most annoying thing is that martial arts are not as good as Japan now! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!