Chapter 167: Great River Battle Post

"Mapi Tiger, do you know why I haven't dealt with you all these years?" Brother Dao stared tightly at the Mapi Tiger on the wooden platform.
"Blade, no ... I don't know ..."
The Mapi Tiger is not a real bastard. It has almost never been smashed. Although it has the same status as the sword brother, it is entirely because of its power to rise. Without the decisive killing of the sword brother, the momentum is naturally impossible. Fight against the superior sword brother who has gone through a lot of hard work from the bottom of society.
"Because, I know that you have a background of foreign forces. Of course, this is just one of the reasons. My sword brother has to do things without so many scruples. The main thing is that this city is big enough to feed you and me. I have never moved you. Because you have money, power, and background, but you never use your background to pressure me. Of course, I also know that you disdain, you disdain to use your power to pressure me, this rough man, Oh, now you can't hold back anymore, I know, because I have a billion-dollar boss behind me, and you start to be afraid, afraid that I will start to deal with you when I grow up ... "
"I didn't ..." Mapi Tiger's spirit was very low. It seemed that he felt a little lack of energy and his voice was weak.
"Oh, dare you say no? In zh city, is there anything I can hide from me?" Brother Dao laughed: "I said I arrived in zh city at 3 pm the day before yesterday, and that bear-like Europe People arrived this morning, and they all stayed at the Hegao Hotel. I would like to ask, would your tiger brother yell at them thousands of miles, wouldn't they just let them come to the city?
"..."
The Mapi Tiger wiped the sweat from his face again. Looking at the wolverine of Mapi Tiger, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel ashamed for this person. He didn't know how to mix up the ranks?
"I'm Taro Ono. I didn't come here for you. You aren't worthy!" Then I looked at Brother Dao with a cold face, and everyone was surprised that I actually spoke fluent Chinese.
"Hahaha ... I don't deserve ... who deserves it?" Brother Dao laughed.
"General!" Taro Ono still looked dumb.
"General ..." Brother Dao looked puzzled. It seemed that the city of Zh had no nickname called General. He naturally did not think of it. The general in his mouth was a real general.
"General!" Zhang Yang was also shocked and asked, "Why are you looking for a general?"
"You don't deserve to know."
"I don't think you can find him because he is not in the GZ military region. If it is not a secret, I can tell you!"
"Well, since that is the case, I'm tired, and I would like to convey to your distinguished General, Mr. Dahe will be waiting for the General to come here at Mount Fuji next year's Ching Ming Festival, ending the agreement 18 years ago!
"An agreement eighteen years ago?" Zhang Yang paused.
"Give this to the general, and he will understand." I walked down the wooden table with a look of humour, and respectfully took out a red bronzing post from my body.
"Well, I will tell you the truth!"
Zhang Yang nodded. He was full of curiosity about the general, but now, Zhang Yang's curiosity is getting stronger. What is the agreement between a Chinese general and a Japanese person? Moreover, it was an agreement eighteen years ago. In modern society, communications are developed, and it is impossible to be as promised in martial arts novels as in decades or even a lifetime.
Battle Post!
Amazingly, Zhang Yang was tight, because he saw the two words on the red post, and the words "battle post" were particularly noticeable.
Who else in this world is qualified to challenge General Stammer?
Seeing this war post, Zhang Yang had an inexplicable heartfelt. The word "war post" was written with a brush, full of a sense of killing. Obviously, this dare to challenge the general said that he was a very powerful person. It is enough to be able to express your thoughts through handwriting.
It seems that in the world of martial arts, there are a number of unknown secrets. At least, when Zhang Yang has not inherited those memories, both the stranger in the park and the stuttered general are characters he dare not imagine.
No doubt, there are many general-like figures in this world, but ordinary people don't know it.
Of course, there is also the possibility that these people rarely intervene in the affairs of ordinary people, so ordinary people cannot know the existence of these people at all.
Brother Zhang interrupted his thoughts while he was thinking.
"Haha, it turned out to be a messenger for information." Brother Dao saw the word "battle post" and laughed suddenly.
"I'm willing to be a master dog of Okawa!" Tano Ono looked respectful and pious, referring to the name of that Okawa.
"Okay, the dog in Dahe left that general to slaughter. As for your dog, I personally stabbed the sword and see if I deserve it!" Brother Knife stepped forward with a chuckle and a murderous look.
"Do you dare to insult Master Dahe?" Ono's pious look turned fierce and brutal.
"I'm insulting the dog, no! Comparing you to the dog is an insult to the dog. The dog also knows loyalty, the dog also knows good news, and the dog knows not to bite the owner. Not worth it! "
Brother Dao looked at Mopi Tiger consciously or unconsciously, with a look of disdain. For a Chinese bastard, he had a subconscious aversion to himself. This aversion was so deep-rooted that no reason was needed. In fact, this is why the Yamaguchi Formation of Japan can cultivate its power all over the world, but it still cannot find a spokesperson in mainland China.
Obviously, the appearance of this person indicates that the background of Mapi Tiger has been intervened by himself.
Mapi Tiger did not dare to look at Brother Dao, and constantly wiped the sweat on his face. He suddenly regretted that he had appeared here. Even if it appears, at least, you can't take that katana.
Ono's expression was sullen, and he didn't speak anymore. He slowly walked down from the wooden platform, his arms slowly moved, slowly, the cold mang in the scabbard was like the same autumn water, cold and biting.
This is an extremely sharp knife!
"This knife, called Dragon Dragon, lasted three months and seven days. It was made by water settling, small cutting, making a burner, heavy, boiling, reentrant exercise, core iron exercise, edge making, prime extension, and cutting. , Fire-making, burning, conjunct, forging and research, forging and forging method, seven battles and seven wins, since you want to die, then come!
I said, I slowly eased the sword brother.
"Brother, let me come." Zhang Yang stared at the sharp samurai sword softly to the brother next to him.
"Oh, no need, since you call me Brother Knife, you know what kind of person Brother Knife is." Brother Knife smiled slightly and took a step forward. Full of determination.
"I didn't have a name for this knife. Now, I will pick one up temporarily, um, butcher the dog! This knife will be called this name in the future!"
"Good name!" Azer suddenly applauded.
"Ha ha ha, yes, good name ..." Brother Dao gave a glance at him, and laughed at heaven.
Suddenly, the laughing knife brother grasped the chopper's hand and stretched, and his body was just like that when he walked over ...
Zhang Yang couldn't help squeezing a sweat. Obviously, he said that he was a master of knife path. If he was allowed to go out with Aze, Zhang Yang felt that he was more sure. Although the knife of the sword brother was as fast as lightning, but the sword brother had no master , His sword, simply explored by himself, just like the previous Azer.
This knife method may not be a problem to deal with several hooligans, but it is a bit difficult to deal with a knife path master with systematic learning.
After all, my master is likely to be a figure of the level with the general. If he is really a disciple of the general's level, Zhang Yang doesn't think there is any chance for the sword brother to win.
Zhang Yang feels helpless.
He couldn't stop the challenge of the sword brother. The sword brother had the kind of surname of the characters in the martial arts novels. When he obviously took the advantage, he even gave the other party a "heads-up" or "group attack" choice. If it was Zhang Yang, It is likely that the order was issued long before the guns were fired, and the swords and sticks were all up.
Unfortunately, Brother Knife is Brother Knife, Brother Knife is not Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang is not Brother Knife. So, while the knife brother stood outside with thousands of brothers, he carried a kitchen knife and an inexplicable man himself.
Perhaps, this is why no one in Zhe City can replace Daoge!
Zhang Yang sighed ... Since it can't be stopped, watch it!
Amazing!
The sword brother's body accelerated, almost at the same time, that I put the samurai sword on my chest and began to accelerate!
When the distance is less than fifteen meters, the two speed up madly!
This is definitely a shock from Shi Datian. Looking at the cold katana, the pores of Zhang Yang have a feeling of being squeezed. This is a very powerful mental force.
Brother Dao's knife is too short!
It was not until this time that Zhang Yang discovered a very serious problem. No doubt, compared with that samurai sword, the knife in the brother's hand seemed too small ...
(To be continued)