When I came back, it was already dark.

To be honest, the bad things the British did in Yangon definitely far outweighed the good things. However, when it came to the construction of public facilities, the British were quite conscientious out of their own interests.

Such as street lights.

The street lights and other public facilities in the Shanghai Public Settlement were also built by these British and French people.

The same is true in Yangon.

As night falls, the street lights turn on.

It seems that only at night can the fear caused by the war be relieved a little.

He opened the door and walked in.

None of Meng Shaoyuan or the others said anything, and they each returned to their respective rooms.

After closing the door, Meng Shaoyuan checked.

The marks I made before going out have all been passed.

As soon as I left, someone came in.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled.

He picked up a knife and danced it a few times.

No feeling at all.

These are thin-bladed knives with little lethality, and are not at the same level as the large knives used by Chinese soldiers.

Besides, Meng Shaoyuan didn't know how to use a knife.

Lying on the bed fully clothed, he knew something would happen tonight.

When 9 o'clock came, there was a sudden movement outside.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled.

Then, there were several more sounds of falling to the ground.

"Mr. Guo."

A harsh Chinese voice came out.

Several doors open at the same time.

Meng Shaoyuan, Lao Bacon, and Cui Guiguang walked out together.

In the courtyard, there were several people standing.

Ninja!

Really fucking ninja!

The whole body is wrapped like a black rice dumpling.

Each person holds a ninja sword.

Meng Shaoyuan never thought that he would actually see a living ninja.

Inexplicably, he felt like laughing.

Five in the yard.

Four on the eaves.

nine!

The information is correct, Japan's Yangon spy agency Kamikage Kyohei and his eight ninja men!

"Who are you?"

Meng Shaoyuan asked in a deep voice.

"Japan's Iga Eleven Masters, Kamikage Kyohei!"

"Are you Kamikage Kyohei?"

Meng Shaoyuan only felt that due to his acting skills, it would be a pity not to make a movie.

"Yes, Kamikage Kyohei." Kamikage Kyohei said seriously: "I know you are Guo Jing, and you came to Yangon specifically to avenge Tang Ding. So, you don't need to look for me, I'm here!"

“Just in time!”

Meng Shaoyuan let his voice carry a bit of anger: "You hurt my Tongjiquan disciples, which is a shame to all my Tongjiquan disciples. Guo is not talented, but he is willing to learn the unique skills of Iga!"

"Iga Eleven Master Renren!" Kamikage Kyohei repeated: "I have also heard that you can conquer the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and fight with invincible opponents in the sixty-three provinces of the south, seven north and south. Today, let the Chinese and Japanese martial arts

Let’s learn and compete here!”

Meng Shaoyuan sneered.

He stretched out his hand, and Lao Barou and Cui Guiguang immediately stepped aside.

The ninja behind Kamikage Kyohei also quickly moved out of the way.

The yard was cleared.

Kamikage Kyohei slowly pulled out his ninja sword: "Where is your weapon?"

"Weapons?" Meng Shaoyuan sneered and looked at his hands proudly: "My hands are weapons, indestructible!"

good!

Kamikage Kyohei is obsessed with martial arts, reaching the point of obsession.

Since the other party is so sure, then there must be a secret in his fists!

"Iga Eleven Master Renren, Kamikage Kyohei, please enlighten me!"

"Through Arm Fist, Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, Guo Jing!"

It's night and the breeze is gentle.

The wind blew through the yard and took away a few fallen leaves.

Murderous.

Two top masters battle it out on the top of Yangon!

The eleven masters of Iga fight against the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

Meng Shaoyuan took a deep breath and made a starting gesture:

"The fighting dragon is in the wild!"

How could Kamikage Kyohei dare to be careless? He held the ninja sword tightly with both hands, stared at it for a moment, let out a strange cry, and rushed out with the sword!

"Tu tu tu tu"!

At this moment, seven or eight big men suddenly rushed out from the back door of the gate, firing randomly with submachine guns in their hands.

How could these ninjas have thought that there would be such a thing?

Everyone in the yard and on the eaves were watching this life-and-death duel attentively!

Under the sudden attack, there was no time to react!

Look at the serious Young Master Meng again, with his hands waving wildly and his mouth constantly shouting:

"A strong dragon has regrets. The flying dragon is in the sky, so don't use the hidden dragon..."

When the last gunshot was heard, Master Meng also shouted:

"The dragon swings its tail!"

Nine bodies fell inside and outside the courtyard.

Looking at this posture, if someone just came in and didn't know anything, they would really think that these nine ninjas were really beaten to death by Master Meng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

Now, what is needed is a knowledgeable person who can come up to Master Meng and give a thumbs up:

"Sir, good martial arts!"

Meng Shaoyuan suddenly thought of something: "Quick, quick, see if there is anyone alive!"

Cui Guiguang was the first to escape.

I have to say, he reacts quickly!

Kunoichi!

What the hell would you do if a female ninja was killed here?

After checking again and again, it was finally proved that Master Meng really thought too much.

Female ninja?

All are men!

"There is not a single woman." Cui Guiguang looked frustrated.

Holy shit!
To be continued...