Chapter 48: The lowly Chinese

Bodyguard Zhou Dali also smiled, feeling that Michiko could peacefully resolve Zhuzhu drug trafficking with Uncle Feng.

However, Jiang Feng showed a sneer on his face.

Michiko and bodyguard Zhou Dali, two Japanese devils, came to China to sell drugs, but they also used evil magic to manipulate Zhuzhu's corpse to do whatever they want.

Their behavior was noticed by the police. When they met Uncle Feng, who was skilled in Taoism, they wanted to use money to solve the problem.

In their eyes, everything is worthless, and human life can be bought with money.

But soon their smiles stiffened on their faces, and Uncle Feng's face was as gloomy as water.

Jiang Feng glanced at Zhou Dali, then turned around and stared at Michiko, showing a sarcastic smile, and said contemptuously: "Before the founding of the country, your islanders were rampant in China and slaughtered us Chinese. After the defeat, you didn't stay in Japan, but instead came to China to act as a prestigious person. Tsk tsk...You islanders are really mean..."

Uncle Feng pondered for a while and said, "Miss Michiko used evil magic to conduct drug trafficking, which has violated the principle of cultivators to protect themselves. He should abolish his cultivation..."

When Uncle Feng heard that he wanted to abandon the practice and to surrender himself to the police station, Uncle Feng spoke so loudly.

Michiko and bodyguard Zhou Dali both looked dark.

"Hmph! Baga!"

Zhou Dali cursed a bastard in Japanese, snorted coldly and stepped forward with his left foot, stepping on the ground, and the ground shook for a moment.

Crunch!

With a slight tremor on the ground, Zhou Dali raised his foot again, and a deep footprint appeared on the ground.

He wrapped his hands in front of his chest, with provocation in his eyes.

Uncle Feng's pupils suddenly shrank when he saw this scene.

Jiang Feng was also a little stunned and was very surprised.

Even if you know that Zhou Dali's combat power should be not low.

But now that Jiang Feng was not shocked when he saw Zhou Dali so powerful.

When he thought that he could not do anything except having supernatural powers, he had thin arms and legs. Jiang Feng felt cold sweat oozing out from his forehead, and he was full of pressure.

After a while, he must have dealt with Zhou Dali by himself, and then he took time to let Uncle Feng work hard to deal with Michiko. Thinking of this, Jiang Feng felt a little heavy.

After all, this is the explosive "Zhou Billy", who can kill people with just one look.

Uncle Feng looked at Jiang Feng with a little worried.

After all, he also realized that Zhou Dali was a trainer and had a good foundation in kung fu.

Jiang Feng gritted his teeth and whispered: "Don't worry, Uncle Feng, I will deal with it carefully."

These days, his mind is enhanced and his cultivation is no longer the old novice.

Jiang Feng was still sure to deal with Zhou Dali. In addition, although he didn't know how to do it, he had a move.

That is the "Please Divine Art" in Maoshan Technique!"

Uncle Feng nodded and reminded: "Be careful and be safe!"

"good!"

After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he looked at Michiko, but saw that Michiko was looking at them with a smile at this time.

"Your Excellency, I am sorry that Michiko cannot do it. One million Hong Kong dollars is my bottom line. I hope we will not make things a mess..." Michiko said this with her hands playing with a red line.

She suddenly straightened the ends of the red line. Her eyes slashed and she pointed directly at the jade bottle on the table. With a sting, the jade bottle was divided into two by the red line from top to bottom.

This move shows her outstanding cultivation.

Uncle Feng's eyes were calm and Michiko was secretly angry. Unexpectedly, Uncle Feng was so ignorant.

Seeing that the matter was not agreed, she turned her head and turned slightly, looked at Zhou Dali, signaling Zhou Dali to solve Jiang Feng.

Zhou Dali immediately understood what Michiko meant, looked at Jiang Feng, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He hooked his index finger arrogantly at Jiang Feng.

The meaning is undoubtedly to say that if Jiang Feng takes action himself, he gives in to Jiang Feng, not wanting to give up his identity and take the initiative to deal with Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng was speechless. He was really good at pretending.

However, the other party is indeed qualified to show off.

While unhappy, Jiang Feng turned around and looked at the score, and finally walked out of the room with Zhou Dali.

The Japanese pay great attention to the spirit of Bushido and the occasion of fighting. There are Uncle Feng and Michiko in the wing room "negotiation!"

Jiang Feng was also quite brave. When Zhou Dali took the initiative to walk out of the room, he also walked out. He wanted to see the other party and what tricks he did.

Of course, if he hadn't had superpowers, learned some Taoist techniques, and had the Vajra Talisman protection, Jiang Feng would probably not have gone out with the other party even if he was killed. That was to be seeking death.

Although he is very shameful to Zhou Dali's spirit of playing martial arts, Jiang Feng admires the spirit of playing martial arts more than fighting, but now he plays martial arts with you, Jiang Feng also wants to see what the Maoshan technique he has learned recently.

Not to mention Uncle Feng and Michiko fighting as monks, Jiang Feng and Zhou Dali came out of the villa and stood in the villa courtyard.

Zhou Dali looked at Jiang Feng with a "calm" look on his face and squinted his eyes and smiled. He saw the trace of tension in Jiang Feng's eyes.

His keenness has always been very accurate for prey.

He smiled coldly, stared at Jiang Feng for a moment, and slowly spoke: "Chinese, as a warrior with noble Bushido spirit, I let you take the initiative..."

Jiang Feng stared at the other party and made a defensive posture. He spread his legs and his hands in front of his chest. Hearing this, he couldn't help but sneer, cut it, and mocked: "Little Japanese, you have a kind of do you do it yourself. What kind of Bushido spirit is, in my opinion, it's simply bullshit..."

Jiang Feng didn't know what words to use to scold the other party, but it was a sure thing for him to be Japanese.

Jiang Feng has never had a good impression of the Japanese.

Especially his great-grandfather's generation, he died tragically because he was chased by the Japanese.

Jiang Feng and naturally were very unhappy with the Japanese in the movie world.

Seeing that Jiang Feng didn't take him seriously at all, his attitude was mocked, Zhou Dali was furious on his face, and his classic lines cursed: "Baga, go to die, the lowly Chinese..."

He punched Jiang Feng directly at the face, without any room for negotiation.

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

The huhu wind sounded like a blast because of his speed of punching. If this punch hit Jiang Feng's face.

Not to mention that Jiang Feng is not dead, but being beaten with a concussion is necessary.

Jiang Feng was shocked and hurriedly bent over and dodged.

Zhou Dali sneered and stopped the fist wind, and directly raised his right leg and swept across Jiang Feng.

Bang!

Although Jiang Feng tried hard to dodge, he had never learned martial arts after all, and his reaction speed was not the opponent of Zhou Dali, the Japanese devil.
Chapter completed!