I shoot one at a time in the fight against Japan

Chapter 329 Three Blades

"Hahaha, a beautiful flower girl like you can only be owned by our Great Japanese Empire, and the Chinese people don't deserve to have you." Haruno Ichiro's smile became very lewd, revealing the true colors of the Japanese.

"I'm not dead, little devil!" Zhou Weihua still had a pained expression on his face, but there was a killing intent in his eyes.

"You? Is there any difference between you and a dead person?" Haruno Ichiro responded directly.

"What did you drink for me?" Zhou Weihua stared at the little devil and asked.

"How about a poison that can make people collapse and die from intestinal rot in the end? Isn't it very refreshing?" Haruno Ichiro said very proudly.

"You Japanese are despicable and shameless." Zhou Weihua's gaze was like a sword.

Haruno Ichiro frowned. This guy was indeed a master as the intelligence said, and he could still reveal that terrifying killing intent after being poisoned.

"I don't like the look in his eyes, you gouged out his eyes." Haruno Ichiro said to Xiaocun Shuijing beside him.

"Yes." Xiaocun Shuijing pulled out a dagger, and then walked towards Zhou Weihua.

"You...you..." Zhou Weihua suddenly pretended to be very scared.

"Hahaha" the other Japanese samurai burst out laughing.

Aren't you very annoying just now?

Isn't it able to burst out a strong killing intent?

Why are you acting like a coward now?

This is the characteristic of you sick man of East Asia.

"The Chinese people gave in obediently, and made me blind my eyes." Komura Shuijing showed a smug smile, and he didn't pay attention to a person who was poisoned and lost his combat effectiveness.

"Really?" However, the moment Xiaocun Shuijing approached Zhou Weihua, the painful expression on his face disappeared, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

not good!

Komura Mizui is also a powerful Japanese samurai, and he can feel a sense of uneasiness.

Xiaocun Shuijing suddenly wanted to retreat, but suddenly a figure flashed towards him.

Whoosh!
A cold light pierced the air and went straight to the well of the small village.

Komura Mizui frowned, wanting to quickly draw his knife.

Pfft!

The cold blade of the Triangle Army stabbed into the right eye of Xiaocun's well in an instant, and black and white liquid flowed down with blood red.

"Ah!" Xiaocun Shuijing let out a painful roar.

Zhou Weihua smiled smugly, and kicked the small village well away.

Bang!
Xiaocun Shuijing was kicked by Zhou Weihua to Haruno Ichiro's side, and a group of people caught the guy, but they were still thrown to the ground by the powerful impact.

"Haha, do you have the right to blind my eyes?" Zhou Weihua said with a wild laugh.

"Aren't you poisoned? Why are you still fighting?" Haruno Ichiro looked at Zhou Weihua in surprise and asked in puzzlement.

"Haha, you want me to be poisoned just by your indecent means? You underestimate me, don't you? I'm not afraid to tell you, since I entered the village, I know that you Japanese control the entire village." Zhou Weihua said proudly .

"Is it fake that we quarreled just now?" Haruno Ichiro asked suspiciously.

"Of course, if our husband and wife don't act, how can we attract you group of Japanese who think you are smart but stupid?"

"How did you find us?"

"Is it difficult to find you? From the very beginning, I knew that you were hiding behind the fence, and there were a lot of them. I just wanted to know what kind of Japanese people were hiding behind the fence, so I acted with my wife. How is it? Our acting skills are very realistic, right?"

"You? We just saw that you drank poisonous tea, why are you fine?"

"To say that you Japanese are stupid is stupid. Don't you know what acting is? Let me tell you, my acting skills can win an Oscar for Best Actor."

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Haruno Ichiro looked confused.

Best Actor Oscar?
What the hell?
Even Chen Xueying, who was at the side, felt very curious. Although she had been with Wei Hua recently, she had heard a lot of novel vocabulary, and it was the first time she heard of the Best Actor Oscar winner.

"I still don't believe you are stupid. I thought you Japanese are so powerful, and you are not a bunch of idiots in the end? And your emperor is even a big idiot." Zhou Weihua scolded the Japanese with plausible words, and his momentum was like a rainbow, as if he came at his fingertips thing.

"Baga, it's okay for you to humiliate us, but you dare to humiliate our Emperor, today must be your death day." Haruno Ichiro cursed angrily.

"That depends on how strong you Japanese are." Zhou Weihua smiled, not afraid that these Japanese would take them seriously.

"Rampant Chinaman, let me see how powerful you are. Our three-sword style is definitely not a vegetarian." Haruno Ichiro is a three-sword style warrior, so he naturally has a strong arrogance.

Mito stream?
Zhou Weihua has heard of this name in later generations, the three-sword style is very famous in Japan, and it is also very powerful, he did not expect to meet a three-sword style samurai today.

"You guys went up and removed his hands." Haruno Ichiro said directly.

"Yes." Several Japanese samurai nodded.

Zhou Weihua was immediately surrounded.

"Wei Hua, be careful." Chen Xueying looked at the Japanese with samurai swords, and was still a little worried about Wei Hua's safety, after all, swords and guns have no eyes.

"Follow me, little lady." Zhou Weihua put on a smug smile.

Chen Xueying rolled her eyes.

This guy is really an unscrupulous person, even if he is facing an enemy, he still flirts with him to show affection, Chen Xueying is also speechless for a while.

"People from China, today I will let you see how powerful our three-sword style is." A Japanese samurai sword said with a torch-like gaze while holding a samurai sword in his hand.

"That depends on whether you are really capable." Zhou Weihua didn't care about the Japanese at all. In his eyes, there were only two words of life and death, and he didn't care about other things at all.

Whoosh!
A cold light struck Zhou Weihua.

The cold light flashed.

Sword and sword shadow.

Seeing such a fierce fight, Chen Xueying couldn't help frowning her eyebrows, which made her a little horrified.

"Sure enough, there are two strokes of the three-sword style." Facing the attack of several Japanese samurai, Zhou Weihua really felt a pressure, but it was only pressure, and he was not afraid.

Moreover, although the Japanese's knife skills look simple, every knife is very deadly, as long as you don't pay attention, you can hack to death.

Bang!

Zhou Weihua waved the three-edged army thorn to block, shooting out a touch of fine sparks.

"Our three-sword style is not a vegetarian, let's die!" The Japanese samurai swung his samurai sword and slashed at Zhou Weihua directly, while the others wanted to block Zhou Weihua's retreat.

Facing the Japanese samurai attacking head-on, Zhou Weihua frowned, and the triangular army thorn in his hand danced in his hand, and his figure instantly turned into a black shadow.

Pfft!

The triangular army stab pierced the Japanese chest in an instant, and fiery red blood spattered on his hands.

(End of this chapter)