Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 924 I'm here for the Dragon Boat Festival!
Mr. Yang's real name is Yang Lao Qi, a friend of Master Ba Ye.

Later, Ba Ye's master was killed by the enemy, and Yang Lao Qi was also disabled because of his serious injuries.

So Yang Laoqi found Eighth Master, and made suggestions by his side to play the role of master.

As for Ba Ye, he really only listened to Yang Laoqi, and he had to ask him everything.

"hey-hey!"

Listening to Yang Laoqi scolding himself for being a three-legged cat, Ba Ye giggled.If someone else said this, maybe the bastard would beat his head.But when Yang Laoqi told him, he was convinced.Because when he was learning art from his master, he was still a kid.Yang Laoqi and his master have the same name, so is there a difference in skill?

So Yang Laoqi said Ba Ye, Ba Ye had to listen.

"Mr. Yang, do you think there is a high chance of winning this Dragon Boat Festival contest with the Japanese? If this little devil comes, he will just stay at home, or I will go up and catch him and wring his head off."

Ba Ye asked Yang Laoqi, and Yang Laoqi swayed his two goatee and said: "The rumors of this Dragon Boat Festival are gods and gods. Some people even say that he is the star of Wuqu. But except for the battle in the Sixing Warehouse Other than that, no one has seen his true strength.

So if we want to know whether this Dragon Boat Festival is the opponent of the little devil, we have to meet him in person.

And as for your kid, you want to go to the ring to find a devil, let's try it?I advise you to give up this idea.

Your iron shirt is not a child's skill, you can fight with people normally, but if you meet a swordsman, you have to stay away, your iron shirt can't block sharp weapons at all. "

Ba Ye let out a sigh, and then scolded: "Grandma, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't get married. Now I'm still a child, and I can knock a hole in the wall."

Yang Laoqi laughed loudly: "I just don't want to think that at this moment, a person walking with his arms crossed walks across the street."

This person is about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a black suit, black trousers, and a pair of black leather shoes on his feet.

White shirt, black tie, black top hat, and a black woolen overcoat.

Behind him is a follower in a Chinese tunic suit with a big leather bag on his back.

"Mr. Yang? Look at that kid with a samurai sword on his body. Could it be that Qianye Yingyi? Hahaha, it's a coincidence that I came sooner than later. I'm looking for this kid! He even came to the door himself gone."

Baye mistakenly believes that the young man with a samurai sword crossing the aisle is Chiba Sakuraichi, the devil's kendo master.But it's not, but it's the Dragon Boat Festival when I'm preparing to go to the Devils Army Hospital.

Of course, if Duan Wu didn't wear this suit, I'm afraid many people would recognize him.After all, his photo was published in the newspaper.

But what no one expected was that Duan Wu would come out in such a suit, with the devil's saber on his waist.

Ordinary people have to take a detour when they see the Dragon Boat Festival, so who dares to ask about it?Even if it looks like it, who dares to ask?

But the eighth master dared to ask, and Yang Laoqi just wanted to stop him, but the eighth master had already strode over.

"Hahaha, little devil, I heard that you are a master of swordsmanship, come and practice with us."

Ba Ye opened his arms and stopped Duan Wu.

Duan Wu tilted his head and looked at this guy, the green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right, wearing a sheepskin coat, with a bare head, he looked like a jerk.

But this bastard seems to have some skills, because Duan Wu saw that there were more than [-] people behind him, and all of them were dressed in black jackets, all dressed in uniform, so formal, Duan Wu felt that these people must be members of some gang.

Dragon Boat Festival is short of manpower, and the jerk in front of him is very suitable.Because this person is a jerk, and his style of doing things is to take life and death lightly, and do it if he refuses to accept it.

"Hey hey hey!"

Duan Wu sneered, because he was worried that he couldn't find a helper, and the other party came to the door by himself.

Duan Wu said: "I am not Japanese, but I am a master of swordsmanship, do you want to practice?"

"Oh, not Japanese?"

Ba Ye sighed, because he wanted to seek bad luck from the Japanese, but he didn't expect that the other party was not Japanese, so he lost interest in an instant.

"If you don't fight, if you don't fight, I just want to try his skills because of the devil's swordsmanship master. Sigh, it's boring."

Ba Ye looked very disappointed, so he wanted to go around Duan Wu.

I just didn't want to be at this moment, but Duan Wu said softly: "I am Duan Wu."

"Dragon Boat Festival? I still have Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Ba Ye disdainful, but when he took two steps, his body froze suddenly, and then quickly took two steps back, leaning closer to Duan Wu's face for a careful look.

"Quick, quick, quick, get the newspaper."

Ba Ye stretched out his hand, and his younger brother quickly handed the newspaper to Ba Ye.While reading the newspaper, Ba Ye looked at Duan Wu. After a while, he laughed and hugged Duan Wu.

"Haha, Dragon Boat Festival, hahaha! It's Dragon Boat Festival!"

When Ba Ye called, all the passers-by on the street stopped and looked in the direction of Ba Ye and Duan Wu.

Because they didn't dare to move forward at all before, one was the eighth master of the Qing Gang, and the other was a person wearing a Japanese sword and dressed like a gang boss. Who would dare to move forward with such a person?
But at this moment, the sound of Dragon Boat Festival instantly attracted everyone's attention.

And it was a coincidence that at this moment, over the huge intersection, countless leaflets suddenly floated down. The leaflets were colorful, just like a heavy snowfall.

At this time, everyone looked up at the flyer in the sky, and grabbed one in their hands, but saw that there were only five words written on it, vertical: "I'm here for the Dragon Boat Festival"

Just these five words are ordinary and have no literary talent.But at this moment, the audience suddenly boiled.

Because the Dragon Boat Festival is here, he is like the sharp arrow that pushes away the dark clouds above the heads of countless people, allowing them to see the light and hope again.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

At this time, all the people laughed loudly, and the smiles were extremely presumptuous.

At this time, the patrolman also noticed it, picked up the flyer and looked at it, and panicked.

Because they took refuge in devils, they were traitors.So the arrival of the Dragon Boat Festival is not good news for them at all.

"Don't pick it up, don't look at it!"

The patrolman yelled loudly and even started beating people with batons.

"Hey?"

At this moment, Duan Wu roared, and all the patrolmen looked over.

One of the middle-aged men with a hat outside might be the head of these people. He just wanted to ask Duan Wu what he was doing, but suddenly saw Duan Wu's face.

The face of Duan Wu is still fresh in their memory, they don't need to pay attention to anything else, they must remember the face of Duan Wu.Because this fierce god even killed the Japanese, they are still a piece of meat on the chopping board in front of others?
The patrolman was so frightened that his legs went limp, he shivered a few times, supported his legs and took two steps back, then turned around and ran away.

He can't control this matter anymore. The man in front of him has just killed the guards of two princes, and the Japanese dare not say anything.And compared with the Japanese, what kind of fart is that?

So if you don't run at this time, do you still have to wait here to die?
(End of this chapter)