The Peerless Immortal Emperor of the City

Chapter 39 Miyamoto (Part [-])
"Bageya Road!!"

The Japanese youth roared angrily and looked at Qin Heng with killing intent on his face.

Now his cheeks are swollen, his teeth are leaking, his mouth is full of blood, and his handsome face is completely disfigured.

What a shame! !

"Good fight! It's awesome! Fuck Little Japan to death! Make you fucking arrogant!"

"Hahaha! The little Japan is so badass! You dare to be rampant in our China, and you will be killed!"

The crowd laughed.

It feels so cool to watch Little Japan get beaten!
Qin Heng looked at the Japanese and said lightly: "I advise you to lie on the ground, as long as you stand up, I will still make you kneel!"

clap clap clap!
Suddenly, crisp applause sounded.

It turned out to be a young man among the other two Japanese. He was wearing loose sportswear and looked to be in his 20s. He was tall and burly, over 1.8 meters tall, and very handsome.

Behind him is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, petite, probably only over 1.5 meters tall, wearing a small Lolita-style skirt, white stockings, small red leather shoes, hair dyed light yellow, combed Air bangs, pretty and cute.

This young man was full of dignity, his status was obviously much higher than the one just now, his expression was very calm, his eyes were gentle, he clapped his hands, looked at Qin Heng, smiled and said: "You just used Chinese martial arts? I thought you Chinese didn't have any real kung fu, but I didn't expect..."

boom!
Hearing a muffled sound, the young man also flew out, and a footprint appeared on his chest, which was kicked away by Qin Heng.

"As I said just now, the Japanese are not qualified to stand and talk in front of me. If you want to talk, you should kneel down first!" Qin Heng looked at the Japanese youth lightly and said, "Didn't you hear?"

The young man flew more than ten meters, hit the railing, fell to the ground, and fell together with the Japanese just now.

Nobility and status are useless in the face of absolute power!

However, the body of this Japanese young man seems to be stronger than the one just now. Qin Heng used the same strength, the one just now was directly seriously injured, but now this one only suffered a little injury.

He lay on the ground, clutching his chest, looked at Qin Heng in disbelief, and said in amazement: "Who are you, how can you have such a powerful force!?"

"Dear samurai, you are so powerful!" The Japanese girl knelt down obediently, her pretty and pure face was full of admiration, she looked at Qin Heng, and said softly, "I am from Mayumi Miyamoto of the Miyamoto family, I am amazed at your strength."

"Miyamoto?" Qin Heng looked at the Japanese girl, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said calmly, "You are very smart, unlike those two idiots before, who are you?"

"We are just ordinary tourists who come to China to travel, and we have absolutely no intention of offending you." Miyamoto Mayu has a pretty face, a well-behaved expression, and a soft and soft voice. She leaned her head and said respectfully: "The one you hit first It's the low-ranking samurai Takahara Central, and then the low-ranking samurai Shinichi Kimura."

"Minor, low-grade, middle-grade, and high-grade. These are the divisions of samurai levels in Japan. Based on your strength, you should have developed a dark energy. In Japan, you are a middle-grade samurai." She finally explained. one time.

"A middle-rank warrior, how could this kid be a middle-rank warrior!?" Shinichi Kimura, who was lying on the ground, looked at Qin Heng in disbelief, endured the pain, stood up reluctantly, and said, "Seeing that his age is at most no older than that, how come It may be mid-grade, this can't be..."

boom!
Shinichi Kimura flew out again, like garbage thrown out, directly over the deck railing, flew to the boarding passage, fell to the ground, slid another four or five meters, hit the wall, and tilted his head , passed out.

"Do Japanese people have memory problems?" Qin Heng glanced at Mayumi Miyamoto and said, "I warned you just now that he insisted on standing up. He is looking for death."

Everyone around laughed too.

"Hahaha! That's right, these Japanese are probably not fools!"

"It's so stupid! I told them to kneel down and talk, but they still stand up, looking for a fight!!"

"It's so cool! The young man is doing well, fuck the little Japan to death!!"

Cheers, yelling and cursing, one after another, sounded on the deck, almost soaring into the sky.

Miyamoto Mayumi was still kneeling in front of Qin Heng, her expression remained unchanged, as if she hadn't heard the words of the people around her, she looked at Qin Heng gently, and said, "Master Samurai, I'm just a handless The weak woman with strength also knelt down for you, can you let me go?"

She blinked her big watery eyes, her rosy lips were pursed, looking pitiful.

Some people in the crowd were moved with compassion. Seeing such a cute girl begging for mercy, they couldn't help but stand up immediately.

"After all, this is a girl, and she is so cute, so there must be no malicious intentions."

"Just get rid of those two guys, but don't need this girl, after all, she's so cute and cute!"

Someone has already started pleading for her.

"Your hand is the hand holding the knife." Qin Heng said suddenly, the voice was not loud, but it was extremely clear, even in the wind of the Huangpu River, it could still be heard in everyone's ears.

He looked at Mayumi Miyamoto, and said lightly: "When you hold it in your hand, there are traces of holding the knife in your subconscious movements. This is a habit that you have acquired after years of practicing knife skills, but your hands are very white and smooth, without calluses. , It should be caused by dark energy washing the muscles, bones and flesh, and peeling off the old skin.

You are young, and you have already cultivated dark energy. If you divide it by the so-called samurai, then you are a middle-rank samurai in Japan, and your strength is far beyond those of the two just now.The order to let us disembark and hand over this cruise ship to you was also yours.

It looks like a little white rabbit, but it is actually as fierce as a poisonous snake. This is the habit of you Japanese. Do you think I will let you go?Miss Miyamoto Mayumi! "

Although Qin Heng has never practiced martial arts, or even studied it, he has already figured out the entire martial arts system after meeting a few warriors.

For a peerless genius like him, it is completely easy and effortless to figure out a whole set of cultivation system at a glance.

"As expected, you are not an ordinary Chinese warrior."

Miyamoto Mayumi put away her original sweet smile, stood up, and then took out a wooden knife handle from her sleeve, her gaze became cold.

hum!
She shook the handle of the knife in her hand, and the wooden blade that was stored in it immediately popped out, becoming a Japanese-style wooden knife over one meter long, with a shiny blade, facing Qin Heng!

Because of the security check, iron objects cannot be carried with her, but she was actually carrying a wooden knife with her.

"Please state your name, I, Mayumi Miyamoto, will try your kung fu with my swordsmanship!"

　Three more today!The author works hard! O(∩_∩)O
　　
　
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