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Chapter 7 Simple Tasks (Part )
Look through the crowd.

I saw a man kneeling on a bamboo mat in the middle, with a white cloth tied around his head and a short knife in his hand.

Next to him, another man held up a sword, ready to chop down at any time.

It is obvious that this is a man who is preparing to commit seppuku and his kaishakunin.

The people around were silent, most of them had fear in their eyes, but some also looked excited.

When Hong Chen saw this, he was no longer in a hurry.

He glanced around and found that there were more than twenty people gathered here.

I guess most of the remaining people in the warehouse are here.

This saves him from searching again.

At this time, the kaishakunin began to speak.

Hong Chen didn't understand.

The people around me suddenly started cheering and were very excited.

Hong Chen hid in the back and watched coldly.

After some passionate speeches, everyone fell silent again.

On the bamboo mat, the kneeling Japanese soldier had a determined look in his eyes, holding the handle of the knife with both hands. After raising his head and looking around, he inserted the dagger into his left abdomen without any warning.

Instantly, his face tightened, and he could obviously not hide his pain.

As he pulled the blade to the right, the pain instantly made him break out in cold sweats. Even though he gritted his teeth, he couldn't help but groan.

Hong Chen looked at the blood gushing out of his abdomen and the saliva dripping uncontrollably from his mouth, and sneered silently.

Hong Chen didn't quite understand the etiquette of seppuku.

But we just have to prevent the enemy from doing what he wants to do.

So, while everyone's attention was focused, he started to move.

He hugged the two men with his arms, and without waiting for them to turn around, he grabbed their throats with the five fingers of both hands. It only took a few seconds to take two lives.

The body was gently put down and Hong Chen followed the procedures.

The circle formed by more than twenty people was not small. They stood very closely, and as long as they didn't look back, they couldn't see what was happening outside.

It was not until all the people in the two outer circles were killed that the kaishakunin standing inside finally noticed something was wrong from the corner of his eye.

He roared suddenly, and the Japanese in the inner circle turned around quickly.

The sight of corpses all over the ground horrified them.

Then, the dazzling light of the knife stung their eyes.

The horizontal sword has the characteristics of both a sword and a knife. It can be used for chopping and is also good at stabbing.

Hong Chen shook his wrist quickly, and the sharp tip of the knife stabbed the throats of different devils continuously.

Because the speed of stabbing and retracting was too fast, the Japanese soldier felt as if his throat was pierced by a needle, and there was no blood when he touched it at first.

But just this one touch caused the wound to tear, and blood immediately oozed out uncontrollably.

Hong Chen walked around half a circle before the remaining Japanese soldiers finally reacted and retreated one after another.

The kaishakunin roared angrily, leaped forward, raised his knife and chopped down at Hong Chen's head.

Hong Chen turned his wrist slightly and blocked with his sword in one hand.

when!
Sparks fly.

Hong Chen's right hand holding the knife did not move at all, but the opponent's arms were numb from the shock and he could hardly hold the knife.

Hong Chen's slight wrist movement caused the blade of the sword to chop on the back of the horizontal sword.

This horizontal sword was strong enough, and a gap immediately appeared on the blade of the sword.

Hong Chen smiled grimly, drew a circle with his sword and slashed forward, aiming straight for the opponent's head.

The Japanese soldier who acted as the kaishakunin was indeed quite capable. He stepped sideways to the left and dangerously placed his sword in front of his neck.

Just as he was about to observe Hong Chen's next move, Hong Chen's performance shocked him.

Or rather, he simply couldn't understand it.

Because Hong Chen directly loosened the hand holding the knife.

Letting go of his sword, Hong Chen took a step forward. The floor tiles beneath his feet immediately shook and dust quickly rose around his feet.

As the saying goes, strength comes from the ground, stand firm in horse stance, not only because it will not be easily knocked down, but also because only in this way can all your moves have a better foundation for power generation.
If you don't have enough strength, no matter how skillful your moves are, you won't be able to kill someone. Even if you have a weapon, you may not be able to stab the person to death with one blow.

now.

It was as if Hong Chen's feet had taken root.

The power starts from the feet, goes up along the legs, through the waist to the shoulders, and through the arms and elbows.

A common side punch hit the opponent's left rib.

click!
The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded.

Then his body was thrown into the air like a sack, and the sword immediately fell out of his hand.

At this time, Hong Chen stretched out his left hand to catch the still falling sword.

He ran forward, and his feet stomped the ground with a sound like the sound of drums.

Insert the knife downward, close to the opponent's neck.

Hong Chen grabbed his hair with his right hand, pressed his head against the horizontal sword, and pulled and pushed!
Simple and neat!

Instantly.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, even splashing on Hong Chen's face.

look up.

He saw the Japanese soldiers who had just retreated looking at him in horror.

Their eyes met, and the threat of death made their hair stand on end.

Then someone turned and rushed to where the guns were stored.

Hong Chen took a big leap like a dragon, swung his sword horizontally, and a head flew up immediately.

Then, there was a melee.

In other words, it was a crushing massacre!

A few moments.

Hong Chen raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face, and his face looked like a ghost.

Holding a knife, he slowly walked towards the only living person in the warehouse.

Swish!
Hold the sword forward and lift the opponent's chin with the back of the sword.

"Aren't you going to commit seppuku? Why do I see that the knife doesn't seem to have been moved at all?"

Hearing Hong Chen's words, the other party's pupils suddenly shrank.

Then, his face trembled, and he spoke slowly through gritted teeth: "What kind of Kung Fu did you learn?"

Upon hearing this, Hong Chen thrust his sword into the corpse next to him and squatted down.

"Do you know Kung Fu?"

The devil smiled, but it agitated the wound on his abdomen, and his pale face twitched violently.

He glanced at his blood-soaked clothes, raised his heavy eyelids and said, "I fought with a master in... Foshan... He was... very powerful."

"Oh?" Hong Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and then asked: "Ye Wen?"

The devil's eyes lit up: "Do you know him?"

"Yes, but he doesn't know me. So, you are Miura Takesuke?"

"it's me……"

Hong Chen looked at him for a few times, then shook his head and sighed: "What a pity."

"Ok?"

"If I had known you were Miura, I wouldn't have watched you commit seppuku just now."

Miura smiled immediately: "You...want to fight... with me too?"

"Yeah. I've been practicing martial arts for so long, but I've never really fought with anyone."

Hong Chen's slightly emotional words left Sanpu speechless. He could only look at the corpses around him to express his thoughts.

Hong Chen also laughed when he saw this: "I am here to kill you tonight, so kung fu is secondary. Besides, I mean fists and feet, not weapons."

Sanpu's breath was getting weaker and weaker, but he still said with all his strength: "You can... go to the north, there... are many... masters there."

"I know, but I still want to go to Japan rather than the North."

Hearing this, Sanpu's gradually distracted gaze suddenly focused.

Hong Chen raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "I heard that after Ye Wen defeated you, he was shot on the spot?"

"That wasn't arranged by me!" Miura blurted out the whole sentence, and then his whole face wrinkled in pain.

"It doesn't matter. They are all your people anyway."

"We...have...already...lost..."

"Yes, you finally lost, but this is not enough." Hong Chen grabbed his weakly drooping head, looked into his eyes, and said word by word: "You, must die!"

However, at this time, Miura's pupils had begun to dilate, and his lips were moving, but no sound came out.

Hong Chen looked at Sanpu's abdomen, and the blood was almost gone from there.

He laughed: "Do you think you finally succeeded in committing seppuku?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Miura's eyes, which had been slightly closed, suddenly opened again.

"Let... me... die..."

"Of course you have to die, but you have to die in my hands."

Hong Chen suddenly took action.

The right hand is on top, and the dragon claw pounces on the face!
With the left hand below, the tiger locks the throat!
The hands are crossed.

A variation of Iron Wire Fist and Cross Hand.

With a sudden exertion of force, his bones were broken and his throat was shattered!

After a terrifying twist, Takesuke Miura's head suddenly bent backwards, with the back of his head almost touching his back.

Hong Chen stood up, drew his sword, and returned the same way.

(End of this chapter)