Super Master of Female President

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A sword fell, and accompanied by a scream to the extreme, the ghost face ghost was directly split into two halves, and then fell to both sides!

The blood is flowing, the ghost face ghost has wide horrified eyes, and the dead can't die again...

"The deputy leader is dead! The deputy leader is dead!!"

"Run! Run!"

At this time, the ninjas who were still holding on saw the ghost face and ghosts all dead, and they immediately lost their backbone and turned around and ran away.

However, Alston, Barr and the others did not let them go so easily, but chased after them and wiped out all the ninjas of the Hell Organization.

Ye Fei faintly glanced at all the corpses on the ground, and then asked: "Auston, is there still a living mouth from the Hell Organization?"

"Boss, all the people in the **** organization are dead, not alive." Alston replied.

"How many of us died?"

Ye Fei asked in a deep voice.

"Thirty-five people."

Allston replied.

Ye Fei let out a foul breath and said, "Bring the brothers who died in battle aboard, and when we return to the temple, we will bring them back together."

"Yes, boss!!"

Alston replied, and then arranged for someone to carry all the brothers who died in the battle to the battleship.

Ye Fei was also very heavy and regretful for the brother who died in battle.

However, he did not have any sympathy or pity.

He wants the other brothers in the temple to see that if he doesn't improve his strength, he will be killed on the battlefield.

No matter how much truth is said, it is not as good as personal experience and witnessing, so that they can inspire them to keep moving forward and get stronger.

Ye Fei glanced at Auston and the others, and asked, "Brothers, are you all right?"

"Hey, I got a little injury, nothing serious."

Bai Fengtu took the sentence with a smile, and then said: "These guys are too casual, I haven't killed them yet."

Ye Fei smiled and said, "Fengtu, don't worry, there are some battles for you these days."

"This is good, this is good!"

Bai Fengtu grinned and said, "I can finally kill the Quartet!"

"Kill the Quartet, don't hang up on the battlefield at that time."

Yan Zilong said unceremoniously.

"Damn! Follow Brother Fei, let's just accept the head, how could it be possible?"

Bai Fengtu blanked his eyes, Yan Zilong, and replied, "It's you, don't die at that time, lest I have to collect the body for you."

"Fengtu, are you **** under-beaten?!"

Yan Zilong immediately rolled up his sleeves when he heard it.

"Okay, stop arguing between you two."

Ye Fei shook his head dumbfoundedly. He was also speechless to these two guys. He waved his hand and said, "Well, brothers, don't waste time, let's board the ship and go to Hongri Martial Arts Hall!"

"it is good!!"

Alston and others responded, and then followed Ye Fei on board the battleship.

After a while, twenty battleships turned their directions, left the uninhabited island, chopped through the waves, and headed towards the island nation.

...

Around two o'clock in the afternoon.

Island country, Hyogo Prefecture, Kobe.

Located in the outskirts of the northeastern part of Kobe, there is a large mountain called Mount Rokko.

Mount Rokko is 931 meters high, and many tourist attractions have been built around it.

And near Mount Rokko, there is an ancient town where quaint houses from the Edo period of the island country are erected, attracting many tourists.

However, at the southern end of this ancient town, there are quaint wooden houses erected.

In the middle of these houses, a majestic martial arts hall was erected, and a plaque was hung above the martial arts hall that read the four characters "Hongri Martial Arts Hall".

Next to it are two flags, one is a red sun on a black background, and the other is a red sun on a white background. These two flags are the red sun martial arts museum and the national flag of the island country.

This martial arts hall is designed in an octagonal shape based on the Dream Hall of Horyu-ji Temple. The ridgeline of the large beam is designed based on Mount Fuji. It looks very magnificent and reveals a simple and solemn atmosphere.

At this moment, several men in white or black martial arts uniforms were guarded at the gate of the martial arts hall, with samurai swords hung around their waists, and their expressions were very arrogant.

Although in the island country and even the whole world, the reputation of their Red Sun Martial Arts Museum is not as big as Beichen, but only they know best in their hearts that their master Shenzong Xiuichi is better than Beichen's master of the sword.

On weekdays, the Red Sun Martial Arts Hall will occasionally open to the public for tourists to come in and visit, but most of the time, it is not open.

In their view, allowing these ordinary people to step into their martial arts gym is a defilement to their martial arts gym.

However, today, the Red Sun Martial Arts Hall is open to the public, allowing tourists to come in and visit, but it is only necessary to pay a high entrance fee.

But even so, there are still many tourists from all over the world, spending high ticket fees, and with curiosity, enter the martial arts hall to visit.

At this time, a few Chinese tourists with travel bags came here.

"Hey, I heard that this martial arts hall is very famous in Kobe, why don't we go in for a visit?" a young man suggested.

"Yes, I want to see what is the difference between this island country martial arts gym and our Huaxia martial arts gym."

Another young man who kept a short inch echoed.

"I think it can!"

"Then what are you waiting for, go in!"

Several other young men and women also agreed.

Afterwards, this group of Chinese tourists walked towards the main stadium of Hongri Martial Arts Hall.

However, when these Chinese men and women approached, the four warriors of the Red Sun Martial Arts Hall guarding the door immediately stopped them.

"You are not allowed to enter!"

A samurai stretched his hand forward with a domineering look on his face.

"Other people can go in, why can't we?"

A man who knew the island's Mandarin asked strangely.

"You Huaxia people want to visit other attractions, please! But we are the only one in the Red Sun Martial Arts Hall, and you Huaxia people are not welcome!"

The other shorter samurai said in a deep voice.

"Why?!"

The short-inch man suddenly became angry, "You are discrimination! Why can other people go in, but we can't go in? It's not that we can't afford the entrance fee!"

"Yes! Why are you stopping us!"

"If you don't let us in, be careful. I'll go to your local tourism bureau to sue you!"

Several other Chinese men and women felt uneasy and shouted one after another.

"We just discriminate against you Chinese, what can you do to us?"

A warrior stepped forward and glanced at the Chinese tourists coldly, "You want to sue, just go sue!"

For a while, some tourists were surrounded in front of the martial arts hall, all pointing and talking.

"Fuck! I have a bad temper! I want to go in today!"

That short-sized man was also a face-saving person, he rolled up his sleeves, and was ready to rush.

However, as soon as he took a step further, a samurai slammed his hand on the chest of the innocent man. The innocent man flew out and fell to the ground with a "plop", and he cried out in pain.

"Hahaha……"

"Huaxia people are really rubbish!"

"That's not right, otherwise, how could the twenty-six masters of Huaxia back then be beaten by our museum owner to kneel and beg for mercy?"

The four samurai all laughed, their faces full of mockery and contempt.

"Grandson Turtle, dare to bully my friend, I killed you!!"

At this time, the other two young men quit, and immediately rushed towards the samurai who had just pushed.

However, these two young men would not be the opponents of this samurai, so as soon as they rushed up, one of them was slapped and slapped, and the other was kicked to the ground.

The samurai didn't care about the severity of his shot, and the two young men screamed.

"These guys are too hateful! They even dare to hit people!"

"That is, we must go and sue them, so that their martial arts gym can't be opened!"

"A **** martial arts hall like this, invite Lao Tzu in, but Lao Tzu doesn't bother to go in!"

Several Chinese tourists onlookers stood up to fight the injustice.

"Why, you are not convinced?"

The samurai who beat people disdainfully smiled and said, "If you have the ability to single-handedly, if you don't have the ability, just shut up the fuck!

You Chinese people, in addition to being able to speak, are actually some rubbish, cowards, and rubbish!

And your so-called masters in China are also weak people who are embarrassed! "

When some Chinese tourists on the scene heard this warrior's words, their faces flushed.

They wanted to refute, but they were afraid that this guy would do it.

After all, they are all ordinary people, really not the opponent of this samurai.

"What's wrong, why don't you speak anymore?"

The beating samurai sneered, and said proudly: "Since you don't speak anymore, then get rid of me! Our Hongri Martial Arts Hall does not welcome you Chinese!!"

"Whose dog ran out, barking and barking here?"

At this time, an indifferent voice came from the back of the crowd, speaking fluent island Mandarin.