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Chapter 18 Cripple? This is my lame father!

At an event at a shopping mall in Jinling, the arrogant Yokohama Ichiro stood in front of the camera with a samurai sword in his arms and a samurai robe, surrounded by a group of girls: "I've already told you, none of you can fight. You don't have any real martial arts. Someone even lied to me on Mount Shaoshi. He was a cripple. Do you believe that a cripple can break the stairs with one kick?"

Reporter: "Mr. Yokohama, are you going to challenge that person?"

Yokohama Ichiro curled his lips in disdain: "I am very confident, but you asked me to fight with a disabled person, which is beneath my dignity. I am a samurai, I should not bully the weak."

The reporter then asked, "He said, if you want to fight me, just go ahead. We will arrange the plane tickets and hotel. You can bring your own chef and prepare the ingredients yourself. We can even hire a medical team from your country. He only has one request, if you have the ability, come to fight me. If you don't have the ability, shut up."

Upon hearing this, Ichiro Yokohama was stunned, his lips trembled a few times, and he couldn't utter a word.

The fanatical girl next to him: "Baga, how rude, bringing shame to the country. Yokohama-kun, fight him, a cripple is nothing."

"That's right, fight him."

"We'll support you."

The girls were wearing kimonos and looked at Yokohama Ichiro with admiration. Yokohama Ichiro swallowed his saliva. Others didn't know but he knew very well that Feng Yuxiu's eyes told him that he was a ruthless person.

The reason why he was so arrogant was that he saw the weakness of the people here. At the same time, after winning the championship, the team behind him did not allow him to keep a low profile. But he did not expect that the other party would actually stand up.

Yokohama Ichiro said: "Fists and feet have no eyes..."

Reporter: "You can go abroad to sign the life and death agreement, and the local Yokohama gentleman will choose, or even in your own country."

Yokohama Ichiro: "Actually, I've been practicing swords since I was a child..."

Reporter: "Weapon contests are allowed, but injuries are inevitable. Mr. Yokohama needs to sign a contract."

Yokohama Ichiro was silent.

The reporter was bolder now. She was also a smart person. She continued, "Mr. Feng said that the barking of stray dogs is not worth mentioning."

"Baka." Yokohama Ichiro was furious: "I'm going to find him. I want him to understand what a true samurai is."

The reporter smiled and said, "Mr. Feng suggested that Mr. Yokohama hire a medical team, a convalescent team, a nutritionist in your country, and airlift food and chefs. By the way, if Mr. Yokohama feels that the air in Dragon Country has an impact on your combat power, you can also have a martial arts competition in your country. It just so happens that Mr. Feng also wants to challenge the Japanese warriors."

Yokohama Ichiro's face was dark, and his lips trembled: "If he goes too far, I will find him. I am not a Korean, I am not that shameless. I will tell everyone what the true glory of a samurai looks like."

……

The door of unity.

Feng Yuxiu stood at the door, his face expressionless as he faced the reporters.

Reporter: "Mr. Feng, are you sure you want to fight? Mr. Yokohama is on a plane today and may come tomorrow."

Feng Yuxiu: "Can you kill people?"

Reporter: “Ah?”

Feng Yuxiu curled his lips and sneered: "If he dares to come, I will beat him to death if he can kill me."

Feng Yuxiu turned around and limped slowly towards the Heyi Gate. The reporters and onlookers were all a little shocked when they saw this scene. How could such a cripple fight boxing? What a joke.

That night.

hotel.

Yokohama Ichiro watched the interview video in silence, and the team said: "Don't be afraid, Yokohama-kun, he is just a cripple, he can't block your punch."

Yokohama Ichiro didn't say anything. Feng Yuxiu's eyes were scary, with a hint of madness. He had a feeling that as long as he could kill someone, the other party really dared to kill him. The only thing he was thankful for was that this was Longguo and the other party didn't dare and couldn't kill anyone.

It was also a troublesome matter for him, a Japanese, to die in Longguo.

Feng Yuxiu would probably also be concerned about this.

As long as he can't kill anyone, he can rely on his physical fitness to hold Feng Yuxiu back. After all, Feng Yuxiu is a cripple and has natural shortcomings.

Yokohama Ichiro was just about to ask the team to leave so that he could have a good rest and recharge his batteries, when a team member suddenly answered the phone and said, "Yokohama-kun, Yagyu-kun is here too, and he wants to help you."

Yokohama Ichiro was stunned: "Yagyu Taketoku? Why is he here?"

"It's not just Yagyu Taketoshi, there are also three powerful warriors, Kurai Miki, Ganwu Quanjia. They said that the warriors of Dragon Country are despicable. They want to help you and can take action at the critical moment."

Yokohama Ichiro was a little angry. What is the critical moment? It was probably the time when he failed. When this group of guys took action, it would save the face of the Wayi Empire and suppress Yokohama at the same time.

Although Yokohama Ichiro was angry, he had no choice. After all, if the other party wanted to come, he couldn't stop him. He couldn't make trouble in Longguo, wouldn't that make people laugh?

Yokohama Ichiro held his breath and said, "Go down. I need to have a good rest and prepare for tomorrow's competition."

The next morning, Ichiro Yokohama took his samurai sword, rested his energy early, and then followed the team to the Heyi Gate.

The main gate of Heyi Gate has been opened, and many people are standing at the gate to watch. There are also reporters in the yard. Although the incident broke out recently, it has caused a lot of uproar because of Yokohama Ichiro's arrogance some time ago.

The video website has also opened a live broadcast channel.

When Ichiro Yokohama walked in, he saw two men and two women eating leisurely around the table. Their expressions seemed as if they didn't care about him at all.

Yokohama Ichiro took a deep breath and looked around. There was no host. He had no choice but to come up with his samurai sword. Just as he was about to salute, he saw Feng Yuxiu put down his chopsticks and limped over to him: "Are you here?"

Yokohama Ichiro knows Chinese. He wants to make money and has studied hard. It is too easy to make money here. As long as you speak a few words of Chinese and say a few words that you like this place, you will get a lot of money. The beautiful woman cried and threw herself on him: "Mr. Feng is born with a disability. I am a martial artist and I really don't want to..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Feng Yuxiu curled his lips: "Finish the fight as soon as possible and get out of here. I still need to eat. By the way, do you want to use a knife?"

Ichiro Yokohama was still angry, but when he heard this, he quickly handed the samurai sword to the team: "Just use your fists and feet." I don't know why, but when Ichiro Yokohama saw Feng Yuxiu's eyes, he felt fear in his heart.

Feng Yuxiu was not good-looking, his eyes were crazy as if he saw prey. He dragged one leg and limped slowly over, grinning and making people tremble in their hearts: "It would be great if we could sign a life and death agreement, but it doesn't matter. I can't kill you, but it's the same if I cripple you." Yokohama Ichiro was facing a cripple, but he felt like he was being stared at by a beast. The audience in the live broadcast room shouted, "Fuck, this cripple is so fierce."

Shen Xue asked worriedly: "Are you practicing?"

Ji Yang: "Don't worry, Brother Xiu can kill him with three punches." The voice came into the live broadcast room, and the audience rolled their eyes.

But the next moment, Feng Yuxiu's limping figure suddenly moved, as if accelerating in an instant, and rushed directly in front of Yokohama Ichiro.

Yokohama Ichiro, who was jumping up and down, suddenly changed his expression: "You stole..."

Feng Yuxiu threw a punch, and Yokohama Ichiro saw Feng Yuxiu throwing a punch, and he wanted to block it with his hand. But he felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of sour water and breakfast food.

Yokohama Ichiro was not panicked. He thought that spraying Feng Yuxiu's head would definitely affect his vision. Just when he was happy, he found that Feng Yuxiu had disappeared. He sprayed nothing and immediately felt uneasy.

Feng Yuxiu stood behind Yokohama Ichiro, smiled evilly, pulled back his fist, with the middle finger of his clenched fist protruding high, the thick callus was frightening, and his fist spun and hit Yokohama Ichiro's lower back.

Click!

A full blow.

Yokohama Ichiro's whole body was shaken, and a huge force spread from his lower back to his whole body. The powerful impact made him unable to help but tilt his neck back and open his arms. But the next moment, Yokohama Ichiro felt a huge fear in his heart. He could not feel his body's intuition and could only lie softly on the ground.

pat.

A pair of flip-flops fell in front of him. Yokohama Ichiro moved his neck with difficulty and rolled his eyes to look. He could only see a limping figure walking slowly into the house. At the same time, he heard Feng Yuxiu's two disdainful words: "Waste."

Ichiro Yokohama was shocked and angry, but even more desperate. He knew that he was ruined and would really become a waste in the future.

Feng Yuxiu, however, had already sat down, picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth: "Now that the fight is over, you can go home now."

There was some silence in the Heyimen courtyard. The reporter wanted to interview, but looking at Feng Yuxiu's turned-up corners of the mouth and the rebellious eyes, the reporter did not dare to step forward.

The online live broadcast room was quite lively.

"Fuck, two punches?"

"So you can really kill the other person with three punches?"

"This cripple is awesome."

"Call your mother a cripple, this is my crippled father."

"Why, why is a disabled person so fierce, while those able-bodied people on the stage are all useless? Why, why, what's wrong with this world?"

"Mad, this is real martial arts."

"I finally understand what it means that there are experts among the people."

"One sect, right?"

……

Feng Yuxiu was eating meat with a clattering sound. He was unkempt and looked like a homeless person on the street. He had been practicing martial arts too much recently and had returned to his old slovenly ways.

But at this moment, everyone looked at Feng Yuxiu and felt that Feng Yuxiu should be like this, and should be so unruly.

The reporter finally came to his senses, rushed over and blocked the way for Yokohama Ichiro who was lying on the ground.

"Mr. Feng, what kind of martial arts do you practice? Do you have internal energy?"

"Mr. Feng, you must be a hidden master, right?"

"Master Feng is awesome. Master Feng won the competition. Are you excited?"

Feng Yuxiu raised his head speechlessly: "Are you excited to beat a barking wild dog?"

The reporter was speechless, and the audience in the live broadcast room was also speechless. When did the people of Long country become so arrogant? Be reserved, Master Feng, and be polite, Lame Dad. We are an ancient and civilized country, Master Feng.

A reporter asked: "Master Feng is so amazing, has he won any honors in the competition?"

Feng Yuxiu: "Are you insulting me?"

The reporter was stunned: "No."

Feng Yuxiu: "I'm a martial artist, and you want me to compete for show? You're insulting me. What am I going to do? Jump around like a monkey or perform a killing show? People who kill people often know that the method of killing cannot be known to too many people. What if the other party is prepared?"

The reporter was speechless. Feng Yuxiu waved his hand impatiently and said, "Alright, alright, hurry up and go. Take your champion with you as well. I still need him to teach his apprentice later."

"Mad, this is a martial artist."

"How domineering! I'm convinced."

"Kneel down for Lame Dad."

"God damn, your champion, I am dying of laughter."

The reporter didn't dare to insist and twitched his lips, reluctant to leave. There was such a large wave of traffic, but it was a pity that the cripple didn't cooperate.

At this moment, a few more people rushed in from outside the door: "Wait a minute."

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