Roaming In The World Of Film And Television

Chapter 533

“drink!”

A loud roar.

Miura kicked at his feet.

Lin Yue flashed, flashed two, flashed three times, and hit the opponent’s leg with one blow.

The corners of Miura’s mouth twitched, and both hands made straight fists.

He changed his arms, strengthened his elbows, and moved forward.

Snapped.

Snapped.

Snapped.

The two even had a pair of tricks.

At the end of the second round, Miura took two steps to retreated, licking his teeth and moving his hands and ten fingers, which seemed very painful.

Lin Yue bowed his waist and bowed his horse and said again.

“drink!”

Miura roared again, slamming his elbows together.

The shadows of the fists were staggered in front of his eyes, the laces of the practice clothes flew up and down, Lin Yue did not squint, swiped to the left, raised the elbow, suddenly cut the center line, and slapped Miura’s jaw behind closed doors.

Pedal!

Miura leaned back under the force and stomped his right foot back quickly. He didn’t want Lin Yue to hook his foot and bring his left foot forward, then he turned forward and turned his left elbow.

Japan’s Ozo reacted quickly, holding his arms up and blocking his elbow.

Snapped!

A rush of power came, and the center of gravity of the body was in a mess, exposing the empty door under the ribs.

Lin Yue swiftly punched, and then cut and punched hard.

A touch of pain flashed across Miura’s face, and he wanted to get out of the battle group to take a breath. He didn’t know that Lin Yue didn’t give him a chance at all.

Bang bang bang~

Miura hid from the left to the right, and was beaten defensively by a quick punch from time to time.

Lin Yue kept pushing people from the left side to the right side of the ring. At the last move, the god monkey leaped into the air, and his knee slammed against Miura’s arm.

Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The Japanese army retreated several steps until his heel was empty, and he knew that he had reached the edge of the ring. He quickly grabbed the iron rod beside him to stabilize his figure.

He moved his arms, his face was a little bit of amazement. Just now he had two hands and ten fingers. Now he left and right arms, not to mention the level of Martial Skill. From the perspective of strength alone, he is not Lin Yue’s opponent.

“Come again.”

Miura took a deep breath, leaped up on the ground with his left foot, and kicked his opponent with a flying kick.

Phoo~

The wind is blowing.

Lin Yue stepped forward to avoid Miura’s kick.

Sweep.

Swing kick.

Two consecutive kicks.

…

Miura connects with one foot, and one foot is as fast as one foot.

Just as Lin Yue grasped the flaw, slapped his body, caught Miura’s right leg, and violently attacked the Japanese army’s Osamen gate with both hands, and was about to take another heavy fall.

“what!”

He was surprised at first, then suddenly realized.

Seeing that he couldn’t fight with his fist and strength, Miura pinned his hopes on judo’s sleeping skills.

Chinese martial arts seldom have the skills to work hard on the ground, and it can be regarded as a targeted attack.

The moment the two fell to the ground, Miura swung around, ready to take his shoulders, and then take on the strangulation technique.

Of course, Lin Yue would not let him succeed. He wanted to try the wrestling skills taught to him by a Mongolian wrestler from the northern boxer rescued last year to see the effect. Suddenly he caught sight of the iron pillar in front of him, so he gave up the thoughts in his heart, with a fierce right foot. Kick the ground.

Boom~

The whole ring shook.

The recoil drove him, he took Miura, and the two moved back several feet.

Before his opponent could react, he twisted his waist and turned over, slapped the ground with one palm, and swept out a quick and fierce Thomas whirlpool, his palms exerted strength, and his body took advantage of the trend.

Miura didn’t even think that he would do this kind of moves. After taking a heavy kick, the whole person flew up and fell on his back.

Others were on the edge of the ring. Thomas whirled and kicked his chin with two consecutive kicks. His consciousness had long been blurred and he couldn’t make effective movements. Eventually he fell out of the ring and fell to the ground.

Boom!

The human body was in contact with the ground, causing a cloud of dust.

Wow~

There was a brief period of calm in the court, and then there was thunderous applause.

“good.”

“good.”

“Victory.”

“Master Lin is good.”

“…”

The people around the ring cheered loudly. Some people’s faces were full of excitement and joy. Even if there were roadblocks in front of them and Japanese soldiers guarding them, they could not suppress the commotion in the arena.

We must know that since the Japanese army captured Guangzhou in October 1938, devils burned, killed, looted and committed no evil. The suffering of the people of the country was unspeakable. Everyone hated them, but they didn’t dare to speak up, and they didn’t even have the courage to curse privately. Maybe the traitor heard it and reported it.

Today, Miura challenged Lin Yue in public and thought he represented Japan’s Martial Dao. Now he kicked Lin Yue and fell from the ring unconsciously. What does it mean?

Japan loses, China wins.

In fact, this is not the key. The key is that one person severely beat up the Japanese army’s chief, hitting the self-confidence of the domineering Japanese, helping the nation win glory, and giving the Foshan people a sigh of malice.

Lin Yue stood up, smoothed the wrinkles in his chest, and walked to the edge of the ring to look at Miura who was dizzy. Didn’t he say that Chinese martial arts is a performance event? Then show him the real performance project.

Ye Wen smiled and nodded in the crowd.

Ah Yao excitedly grabbed Dad’s arm and jumped and jumped.

Wu Chilin waved both hands, as if he was afraid that Lin Yue could not see him.

If all the hearts and hopes are the same, it will naturally win people’s love and support.

Lin Yue thanked the crowd for cupped fist.

Just when the cheers turned into an ocean, he only heard the sound of a bang. He fell from the edge of the ring and fell on the ground not far from Miura, with blood spilling from his shoulder.

The cheers stopped suddenly, as if someone pressed the mute button in an already popular movie scene.

“Little devil of the dog day, I’m fighting with you.”

After hearing a loud shout from the north rostrum, the traitor Li Zhao, who was scolded by many people, fought with Sato and snatched control of a southern 14-style pistol.

Those who saw this scene understood it all at once.

Everyone knows that Lin Yue was shot by Sato for the first time when he went to the Japanese military headquarters. Fortunately, the lucky man did not die. It became a sign that people scolded the Japanese for not keeping their promises. The scene that took place in the Japanese military headquarters was repeated.

What about guaranteeing no retaliation in the name of the emperor? What about the Sino-Japanese goodwill of fair play? I really can’t afford to lose!

“I fuck your grandma’s little Japan!”

“Fuck them!”

“Fuck them.”

“…”

Someone yelled from the crowd, followed by a surge of thrust. Someone jumped onto the barricade and rushed into the arena. The Japanese guards who were guarding the ring were thrown down. The people behind saw that the gun was finished. Anger rushed into the arena, some people went to rescue Lin Yue, some beat and kicked the Japanese army, revenge.

As a Hong Kong businessman endorsed by a Hong Kong and British government official, Lin Yue is rich and powerful and has a retreat. There is no need for him to take risks. What is he doing this for? It is for the national honor and the interests of Foshan people, the result? This result is unacceptable to any Chinese with a little conscience.

There was chaos below, and on the northern rostrum, Sato stared at the translator who used to be a slave in front of him like a dog.

What is his name?

It was this guy who couldn’t even remember his name. He was pressing the pistol under his neck inch by inch.

Miura was defeated and fell out of the ring. The two guards who were in charge of protecting him went to check the injuries. Now there is not even a person by his side who can help. As for calling for help? The Japanese soldiers around the ring are hard to protect themselves, so there is no room left to help him.

The key is……

The point is that he really didn’t shoot.

His Southern Fourteen is still pinned in the holster.

The Southern Fourteen Form in Li Zhao’s hand became lower and lower, and the muzzle was aimed at Sato’s jaw.

He was also someone who had learned boxing from Lin Yue for a few months, and his physical fitness was naturally higher than that of a staff officer like Sato.

“I have endured you for a long time.”

As the voice fell, Li Zhao pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Sato tilted his head and died.

At this moment, a person leaped up from behind the rostrum, took the Southern Fourteen-style from Sato’s gun holster and took it in his hand, pulling Li Zhao off the rostrum and entered the martial arts courtyard where the seal was torn off. Kicked open the front door and walked into the room.

The moment his vision was blocked by the outer wall of the building, Li Zhao saw a cold light.

The knife fell with his hand, and a devil head flew onto the ring.

Further away, the martial arts master who had grabbed the 38-type rifle used the butt to pound a devil with blood all over his face.

The two of them left Wuguan Street through the back door of Azure Dragon Wuguan, and then turned left and right to an alley. The person in front looked around for a while and confirmed that there was no one around. They opened the front left door and walked in with Li Zhao.

“Looking for Jinshan, where is the Master?”

“Don’t ask too much.” Jinshan looked for a set of worn-out robes and gave him: “Hurry up and change clothes and leave here. Your family is now waiting for you on the boat.”

When the two talked, the courtyard door rang again, and Hu Wei and Tuobaye walked in with one person behind their back.

“Master, it’s okay.”

As soon as the voice fell, the man on Hu Wei’s shoulder jumped to the ground, patted the soil on his body, and looked at Tuoba Ye who was embarrassing on the ground.

Li Zhao tilted his head and glanced, his face changed.