Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

"bump!"

"Pfft."

Chen Yan looked at Yakuza with disgust, foaming at the mouth and fainting on the ground after being "fatally beaten" with his stick, and spat.

"What level? Use the same weapon as me. Bah."

Everyone present felt a chill in their lower bodies at this moment, and Yakuza's body was twitching crazily, as if an electric motor was plugged in.

Two eggs were crushed instantly and dropped into the oil pan, making a "sizzling" sound. The chef skillfully flips the pan, paying attention to the fact that both sides are covered with rain and dew, and both sides must be fried.

Sense of déjà vu, isn’t this coming?

"enough!"

Kyotaro Okita stood up slowly, and the Yakuza had to gradually retreat, standing in a row at the door and lowering their heads. As for those lying on the ground, please, the boss has spoken, who cares about them?

"It's really embarrassing. One dozen of them were beaten, and they were all beaten up to be so virtuous..." Okita Xingtaro's dissatisfied voice made everyone lower their heads, "It seems that they haven't exercised enough recently... Huh?! "

"What's your name?" He was asking Chen Yan.

"I am from the Yan Kingdom." This was Chen Yan's answer, of course, in Japanese.

"Interesting." Okita nodded, then came back to his senses, "I asked for your name!"

"This is the first time we meet, please take care of me." Chen Yan's expression was serious, but his words were very polite.

"Um, is it because this kid can't understand Japanese? That's not right, he probably can't speak it, right?"

Okita can't be punished by Chen Yan, but the younger brothers are watching, so he still has to express his stance. I saw him strolling towards Chen Yan, kicking away a Ruozhong who was lying on the ground, muttering something like "shameful thing".

"I said, boy from Yan Kingdom, what is your name?"

Okita and Chen Yan were standing very close to each other at this moment, their big eyes staring at each other. They were both close to 180cm tall, and their two invisible auras were colliding silently at this moment.

"At this distance, it's either a fight or a fight." A classic line from a movie by Yan Guo flashed in a certain boy's mind.

"Vadasino Mama Wow (my name is) Dou Dou San."

Chen Yan's expression was as serious as ever.

"Souga, fight Sang (father)." Okita said thoughtfully.

"Yes, my great son." Chen Yan smiled. This sentence is also said in Japanese.

"You...want to die?"

Kyotaro Okita's expression was very calm at the moment, and the words in his mouth were almost choked out between his teeth.

People who know him well know that the leader of the Okita family is angry.

The Okita family belongs to the largest Yakuza organization in the Kanto region of Japan, which is also the so-called underworld master, Tojo Club. Among the many small groups of Tojo Club in Kamurocho, the Okita family is considered a new group, subordinate to the Dojima-gumi. Although not directly connected, this group was created by Kyotaro Okita.

Laughing, cursing, and being elusive, this is Okita's most normal state. When he looks calm, according to the Okita family, he will probably have to chop off his little finger to give an explanation, and his body will be buried in Tokyo Bay. , that’s no joke.

"I'm very sorry." Chen Yan looked a little embarrassed, "My Japanese is not very good, I hope you don't misunderstand."

"Really?" Okita's expression was frighteningly calm, "I think your Japanese is pretty good."

"It's really an award." Chen Yan seemed very happy and bowed. Then he used his old tricks again, preparing to hit Huanglong with a straight punch, giving Okita a severing punch.

"bump."

There was a muffled sound, and at this moment, Chen Yan's fist was firmly grasped by Okita Xingtaro's hand.

"Hey...don't you all in the Yan Kingdom call yourself gentlemen?" Okita stared at Chen Yan's slightly astonished face and said with a hint of ridicule. "Your methods are really despicable..."

His arm shook and he broke away from Okita's iron-like hand. Chen Yan shook his arm and looked at Okita coldly: "I'm sorry, I never talk about benevolence, justice and morality towards scum, especially Japanese scum."

"Well...anything is fine." Okita sneered, put his right hand on his left shoulder, and scratched it hard, "You make me very angry, really."

"So... you'd better die obediently..."

"Stab!"

The Secret of the Japanese Underworld·Yakuza Style·The One-Second Undressing Technique!

The knotted muscles and bulging veins are compared to the unpainted blue dragon on Chen Yan’s back, while the tattoo on Okita Kyoutaro’s back is a dark red cow ghost.

"Coach! I want to learn this!" Chen Yan raised his arms with excitement on his face. Good guy, if you take off your clothes at such a speed, you can change clothes in one second in a melee fight, so you are not allowed to take off?

"Stop blabbering...let me wake up!"

Okita's calm expression finally lost control at this moment, and he charged towards Chen Yan with a grin on his face as the middle door was wide open. The veins in his fists bulged, like a charging bull, and he rammed hard towards Chen Yan. With his body leaning forward slightly, the cow ghost behind him looks even more ferocious!

"Just in time!"

Chen Yan also laughed ferociously, his muscles bulged, his body sank, he used his right fist to throw an uppercut, and threw it hard towards Okita!

"bump!"

Colorless Dragon VS Bloody Bull Demon!

Tojo Club, a branch of the Dojima group, leader of the Okita family, Kyotaro Okita, meet!

The fists connected, and both sides felt the severe pain at the fist peaks. However, Okita Xingtaro, who had the strength to fight all the way, naturally didn't care. On the contrary, Chen Yan, who only had a system-strengthened body, resisted Although my fighting ability is not bad, it really hurts when I can't stand it!

He dodged Okita's straight punch and raised his hand to hit Okita's abdomen with a right hook. There was a muffled sound, but it seemed as if he had hit the thick cowhide. Chen Yan looked at the unresponsive Okita in shock. Okita, however, took advantage of the moment when he was distracted and swept Chen Yan two meters away with a whip kick.

"Crack, bang."

Okita walked towards Chen Yan step by step, moving his somewhat stiff body and making crisp sounds.

"Don't underestimate the underworld..." Okita raised his right fist, "We are just ordinary people, how dare we be so arrogant?!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a fist as big as a sandbag hit Chen Yan's head.

Chen Yan, who was kneeling on one knee, had a flash of light in his eyes at this moment, and he launched a sweeping kick directly at the lower body of Okita Kyotarou. Okita, whose center of gravity was unstable, was tripped to the ground, and the floor was impacted, making a huge sound. sound.

The ground was shaking.

"What kind of underworld?" Chen Yan stood up slowly and spat, "They are just the dregs of society."

"Ha..." Okita climbed up with support from the ground and loosened his shoulders. He still didn't feel good after hitting the ground. "You are really good at speaking...Then let me see how you deal with the power of a 'scum' like me!"

The two sides clashed again, but Okita's bull-like strength made Chen Yan's system-strengthened body feel bursts of severe pain. Okita, on the other hand, acted like nothing happened.

"Mu Da Mu Da!"

"Weak! Too poor! Your strength is too weak!"

"You can't even let me feel any pain! Young boy from Yan Kingdom!"

Looking at the clamoring Okita in front of him, Chen Yan said: "Are you an Egyptian beauty? Do you like to be called Mu Da so much?"

"?"

Okita was confused by this kid's abrupt question, and he didn't know how he had such a brain circuit.

"In that case... blah blah blah blah." Chen Yan shook his head, looking helpless, no, invincible.

"Oh~la!"

As expected, Chen Yan's straight punch was blocked.

"I told you that your strength is very weak!" Okita smiled grimly and shook off Chen Yan's fist. Both of them were knocked back two steps by the opponent's strength. But Okita, probably even if he was cremated, his mouth would still be intact. .

"You're next." Okita's right hand pointed at Chen Yan, the grin on his face not diminishing at all. "Yanguo boy."

"Damn it..." Chen Yan couldn't care less about playing tricks at the moment. His expression was solemn, his fists clenched, and he walked slowly towards Okita. "Okita!"

"Hoo... do you still dare to come here? You didn't run away, but you came towards me, Kyotaro Okita?" Okita waved his hand with a sinister smile.

"If I don't come in closer...how can I beat you up?" Chen Yan's face was as dark as water at this moment, but his pace slowly quickened.

"Hahaha... Then you should come closer." Okita also stepped forward and rushed towards Chen Yan.

"Eula!"

"Muda!"

"Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola...!"

"Wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big...!"

The two of them punched each other very fast, and they were in a state of indistinguishability for a moment. The store manager and the boys who were watching the excitement were dumbfounded.

"It's...so awesome, you can actually beat Brother Okita on par!" A younger brother commented in shock.

"Woo~wu~wu~wu~"

Outside the door, the Japanese police siren sounded. Perhaps a previous guest called the police. At this moment, Chen Yan and Okita Xingtaro both froze.

"Damn it, here comes the note. Boys! Get those embarrassing things on the ground back!" Okita's face turned green and red, and then he shouted, and everyone in the Okita family was busy carrying people and picking things up. thing. "Give me a good workout when you get back! Next time I get fucked by an ordinary citizen, everyone will cut off their little fingers to apologize for their sins!"

Chen Yan also stopped immediately. Now that the police are here, it is obviously an irrational choice to take action again. Then he turned around and walked to the bar, putting on his shirt.

"Hey, kid."

A voice sounded from behind. Chen Yan turned to look at Okita Xingtaro.

"I will remember you." Kyotaro Okita smiled ferociously, "Kamurocho is very small. I won't let you go lightly next time we meet. Remember it."

"Ang." Chen Yan shrugged nonchalantly, "Feel free to come over."

……

It can only be said that Japan's police system is still as "efficient" as ever. After the fight, all the people are gone, and they come to sweep the floor. Compared with the police efficiency in Yanguo next door, the efficiency of the police here in Japan is really terrible.

Chen Yan silently lit a flower in the back alley. Looking at the smoke, he might be secretly annoyed by his own impulse. When I first arrived, I got into trouble with organizations like the Dongcheng Club. We haven't received the killer commission yet. If we are discovered later, it will inevitably have repercussions.

"Thank you so much! Guest!"

The swelling on the face of the store manager who had been beaten had subsided. He bowed respectfully to Chen Yan, and at the same time held a stack of Japanese yen in both hands, seemingly asking Chen Yan to accept it.

"Keep it for yourself." Chen Yan said lightly, took a deep breath from the Huazi in his hand, and blew out a smoke ring. "Don't you still owe the Dongcheng Club money?"

The store manager collected the money calmly, with an apology on his face: "I'm very sorry for getting you involved in the store's affairs... I don't know if there is anything I can do to compensate you..."

"Give me a bottle of wine, any brand."

Chen Yan threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground. Regardless of whether this was a so-called "smoking-free area", the store manager nodded, turned around and took out a bottle of 54-year-old BowMore whiskey from the store.

This is the best wine in his store.

Chen Yan took the bottle, nodded to the store manager, and walked away step by step.

"That!" the store manager behind him suddenly shouted loudly.

"?" Chen Yan turned around in confusion.

"Guest...why do you want to help?" The store manager's eyes were full of tears. Compared with Chen Yan, more customers just fled quickly and were willing to help and call the police after leaving. It's a minority.

"..."

Chen Yan pondered for a moment, then turned around and continued walking out. Just when the store manager thought Chen Yan wouldn't answer, Chen Yan spoke.

"Probably...it's because these guys disturbed me from drinking."

He casually turned on his domestic mobile phone and pressed the music player. This man with his own BGM walked towards the bustling crowd.

"Oh-oh-oh-"

This is "Bubble" by Shonan Nokaze.

"Oh-oh-oh-"

The store manager watched this mysterious customer leave step by step, his eyes a little dazed.

"まだこれからさ俺らのParty (so let's continue our party)"

"It's so good to decide who I am (because I may never have another chance in the future)"

"生き様でド发手にdancing (live and dance gorgeously)——"

"Regret だけはしたくない(Don't leave any regrets in the future)——"

"Where is the road to the future?"

"My answer is in my own hands!"

"Dragon is like the night sky and dances (because I am the crazy dragon flying in the night sky!)"

"Kua りをかけ is called Mirai (screaming out the future in the admiration of everyone!)"

"ワッショイ! (Wow!)"

The sound of music was gradually drowned in the sea of ​​people in Kamurocho. The store manager came back to his senses, leaving only a heartfelt sigh.

"Another...man with a dragon on his back...".