The Last Mecha

Chapter 141 Yamazaki Ryuichi
"My son! That's my Liu Changsheng's son! In the future, Huasheng Central Bank will rely on him to inherit the business! If something happens to him, I'll ask you, little bastard, to be buried with him!"

Liu Changsheng's voice was as hoarse as a broken gong. Under Lu Shouliang's obstruction, his thin arms and legs kicked wildly in the air.

After all, Liu Shuying couldn't hide the fact that Liu Shuying secretly ran out to play Liubei without telling her father.

But when he found out about this, the uncooked rice had already been cooked. Liu Changsheng could make his own son suffer, but he didn't want to give Jiang Mulin face.

Then he inquired, and it was said that his son performed well in the ring, and there was a great possibility that he would be recruited into Xingyi's family, and even becoming a personal heir might not be a dream.

So, Liu Changsheng pondered again in his heart, if this youngest son can go to Xingyimen to practice for a year or so, it is really not a bad thing, it is equivalent to being gilded, and Jiang Mulin's connections should not be underestimated.

Anyway, at home, when he wanted to teach foreign affairs several times, he turned a deaf ear and pretended to be stupid, which was a waste of time.

Besides, once you get started, you can't justify following others for a year and a half. It's better than really asking your son to go to the Nashilaozi Military Academy.

During this period, he, Liu Changsheng, took this as an opportunity to walk around with Jiang Mulin more, first to realize his idea of ​​making his career bigger, and second, he might be able to get this martial arts master to help persuade him later. The son returned to the shore.

The best of both worlds.

Thinking about it this way, Liu Changsheng didn't have the intention to stop him. He even looked forward to his son's achievements with pride, and he also had a bright face.

No, it was so easy that one day there were no important guests, and it happened to be Liu Shuying's third match.

Liu Changsheng pushed aside the trivial matters, and quietly entered the martial arts hall to see what was going on.

It turned out that it happened to be the scene I watched, and something big happened.

The confrontation between the two was full of gunpowder from the very beginning, and the young man with sharp eyes and sharp face in front of him made Liu Shuying feel very uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, the strength of this opponent was several levels higher than him, and he came up and down. After Liu Shuying suffered a few big losses, several ribs were broken by his punch, and the splashed blood was as good as Like a broken water polo, it sprayed all over the place.

If Shen Ziyan hadn't seen that the situation was wrong, he rushed forward with a big stride, grabbed the boy's head with five fingers, and forced the opponent back to defend with the momentum of encircling Wei and saving Zhao, Liu Shuying's life might have been lost at this moment.

The medical staff invited by Jiang Mulin are rushing to deal with it urgently. This injury obviously needs to go to the hospital. It is hard to say whether the follow-up will be life-threatening or even disabled.

I saw crimson blood flowing down Liu Shuying's neck, I don't know if the broken ribs in his chest had been inserted into his lungs, and an uncomfortable purple-blue color appeared on the bridge of his crooked nose, his eyes were closed tightly, and the corners of his mouth were light It moved lightly, unconsciously repeating a name.

"Raise your heart, Ryuichi Yamazaki."

Ten minutes ago, the boy gave such a name, which has nothing to do with his previous Xia Guoming.

And the surname Yamazaki is naturally reminiscent of the Fusang youth Yamazaki Tui who was defeated by Wu Gou in the martial arts hall a few days ago.

In a blink of an eye, Liu Shuying, who was covered in plasters and bandages, was about to be carried out on a stretcher.

When passing by Wu Gou, I don't know if it was a coincidence, the bead sunk under his eyelids suddenly turned half a circle, and his blue and dry lips pursed slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

The eyes of the young man beside him were so dark that they were about to explode, and the emotions from the young Wu Gou surged up layer by layer from the bottom of his heart like waves.

Even Jiang Mulin couldn't help turning his head to glance at the murderous aura that suddenly surged up, and then the middle-aged man strode forward.

Lu Shouliang's face was red and white, all of which were the marks of being hit by Liu Changsheng's whole fist. He didn't feel the pain, so he smiled helplessly and kept saying something, but how could this middle-aged man in extreme anger listen? have to go in.

"I come--"

A familiar voice came from behind his ears, and then a big rough hand stretched out, almost snatching Liu Changsheng from under Lu Shouliang's arm.

The broad knuckles pressed against the Dazhui point on his back, and a stream of acupuncture-like qi moved along Jiang Mulin's arms like a swimming dragon.

Immediately, the blood on that old face receded like a tide, the rapid breathing rate decreased little by little, and the two eyeballs swam left and right in the wrinkled eye sockets, as if he had forgotten who he was.

"Boss Liu, calm down." Jiang Mulin slapped him on the back, and Liu Changsheng seemed to have recovered his soul, "Your son is already on his way to the hospital, and he chose the best hospital in Jiangsong. At this time, you need to go over there and watch, don’t you? Leave it to me, and revenge and compensation will be easy to talk about in the future, but Watson & Co. cannot lose its future.”

His voice was light and light, and it was stuffed into Liu Changsheng's ears like cotton. He slapped his forehead, stared at the floor and muttered: "Yes, ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes."

"Shouliang, help the old man, take him to the hospital, and get someone to prescribe some soothing soup by the way."

Jiang Mulin turned his head and looked at his apprentice.

"Why is it me again?"

Before Lu Shouliang finished speaking, he saw his master's old face that could not distinguish between emotions and anger, and he obediently helped Liu Changsheng go out.

It was easy to calm down in the chaotic lobby, the boy named Yamazaki Ryuichi folded his arms, the sticky dark red was still embedded in the lines of his knuckles.

His gaze swam past Jiang Mulin and Wu Gou not far away playfully, and the tip of his tongue lightly licked his lips.

"So——" Jiang Mulin's expression was expressionless, and his gray eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, "Mr. Yamazaki or Mr. Long Yi, I don't understand the culture of Fusang."

"Mr. Yamazaki." The young man grinned, "I thought Master Jiang already knew these things when he communicated with the Fusang military headquarters in Jinmen a few years ago."

"Hey, in those years, I didn't pay much attention to this aspect. After all, when someone's head is cut off, it doesn't matter if the last name or the first name."

"I did hear that there were several sensational murders in the Fusang Concession in Jinmen at that time." Yamazaki Ryuichi laughed jokingly, "And I also heard that Master Jiang had made an agreement with the Fusang Army Department , If you don’t set foot in Jinmen for 20 years, you don’t know how such a majestic martial artist made such an aggrieved agreement with others.”

"The past events in Jinmen are all old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Maybe I am getting old. I can't remember such an agreement in this elm head." Jiang Mulin touched his forehead with a broad palm, and his tone was not Changed, "Mr. Yamazaki, discussing these scattered things can't save my face. Why don't you just tell me why you came here? It's not just a child throwing a tantrum, right?"

"Haha, of course not. The unhappiness just now was due to the lack of fists and feet, regret, and I don't mean to offend." Yamazaki Ryuichi laughed dryly, "I only came here for one purpose, which is to participate in the six competitions and to pay homage to the Xia Dynasty. The country's top Xingyi sect."

(End of this chapter)