The ultimate bodyguard of the wealthy goddess

In fact, if you think about it, you can understand it. Since the Fujita family can rest assured that Fujita Juri came to the Golden Triangle from Dongying all the way, they will definitely arrange for experts to accompany them, otherwise it would be too childish.

He, Fujita Juri, is here to attend Xiao Hongtian's order meeting, not to make a small Japanese feature film, so of course he has to make sure everything is safe.

"Well, it's not bad, come again!" The prodigal son's eyes darkened, and he went up to meet him again.

There was a flash of the knife, and the saber in the prodigal son's hand slashed towards the opponent's throat with the force of lightning, forcing the middle-aged man to retreat extremely quickly.

The prodigal son didn't stop there, he accelerated again, and at the same time a ray of light shot towards the middle-aged man's chest, the other party didn't expect the prodigal son to be so fast, in an emergency, he quickly retracted his knife and returned to defense.

The sound of the two blades colliding sounded again, and this time it was even more exaggerated that the samurai sword was actually left with a gap by the prodigal son's saber.

hiss!
The middle-aged man suddenly broke into a cold sweat. He didn't expect that the opponent's strength this time was much stronger than last time, and it was much more terrifying!
After stabilizing his figure, the middle-aged man let out an angry roar, gripped his samurai sword tightly with both hands, and slashed at the prodigal son's forehead at full speed.

Bang!

The prodigal son shot at the same time, the saber in his hand blocked the opponent's samurai sword in the air, and then suddenly exerted force, the middle-aged man suddenly felt a powerful and majestic momentum coming from the samurai sword.

Deng Deng stare!
The middle-aged man's face was full of horror. He didn't expect the opponent to have such great strength. In desperation, he could only choose to retreat quickly so that he could relieve the opponent's strength.

What the prodigal son wanted was this effect. When the opponent's figure was unstable, he retracted his knife and raised his foot, and swept across the opponent's waist with a sweeping leg full of thunderous momentum.

Although the middle-aged man had sensed the power of this kick, he had no time to defend himself.

Bang!
This kick hit the opponent's waist, and the middle-aged man was forced to take four or five steps back, but this kick did not cause him much harm.

After stabilizing his figure, he raised his hand again, and slashed towards the prodigal son's waist at a 45-degree angle from bottom to top. The angle was tricky and the speed was extreme.

Without the slightest hesitation, the prodigal son flipped his wrist, with the edge of the knife facing down, facing the samurai sword at full speed. After swinging away the opponent's samurai sword with a clang, the prodigal son took advantage of the situation and pulled it up again.

laugh!
The sharp saber cut a bloody hole in the opponent's chest, and the middle-aged man kicked back and stared back several steps at the same time.

This was not over yet, the prodigal son rushed towards the opponent at full speed again, and at the same time the saber in his hand was changed to a stab, stabbing at the opponent's heart.

Seeing the saber approaching at a high speed, the pupils of the middle-aged man shrank suddenly, and he gathered all his strength to quickly raise the samurai sword.

Although this crucial blow slashed the prodigal son's saber away from his heart, but the force of the prodigal son was too strong, and the saber cut a deeper gash on the middle-aged man's chest again.

Deng Deng stare!
The middle-aged man was severely injured, and he couldn't control his figure and took several steps back.

The prodigal son seized this moment and launched it again. With a flash of the knife, he slashed directly at the opponent's throat. The middle-aged man clenched his teeth and turned his wrist, and the samurai sword slashed towards the prodigal son's head.

However, because the middle-aged man had been severely injured, his speed was seriously affected. The prodigal son ignored the knife that was slashed at his head, and saw his wrist flipped, and the light of the knife flashed.

laugh!
When the middle-aged man's samurai sword was still more than ten centimeters away from the prodigal son, the prodigal son's saber had already cut his throat.

Gollum!Gollum!
The middle-aged man held a knife in one hand, and tightly grasped the knife edge in his throat with the other. His pupils expanded rapidly, and then he lay down straight.

At the same time, Mantis has also eliminated the six attendants who climbed out of the commercial vehicle one by one.

After Cheng Feng and the other three dealt with all the people, they walked slowly to the Mercedes-Benz.

"Come down!" the prodigal son yelled into the car.

"You...what do you want to do?" Fujita Shuri asked tremblingly, seeing the other party beheading all his people so easily, he couldn't even think of resisting.

Forget about those six attendants, they are all ants-like little people, but those two middle-aged men are not ordinary people!

That is the top five existences in the Fujita family, and they have made countless military exploits for the rise of the Fujita family. Even the head of the Fujita family treats them like honored guests.

This time, in order to increase the seniority of Fujita, the head of the family specially invited two middle-aged people to come to guard him. From the point of view of the head of Fujita, with these two guards, even if there are some accidents, it is definitely not a problem to get out of the body .

But it was such two masters who were killed by each other so easily, which made Fujita Shuri not have the slightest idea of ​​resistance.

"Are you going to catch me without a fight or wait for me to ravage you before you cooperate with me?" Cheng Feng asked slowly.

"Who the hell are you?" Fujita Shuri's tone revealed a sense of fear.

"Is this important?" Cheng Feng continued to ask.

"Then what are you guys doing?" Fujita Shuri was about to cry, he didn't know each other at all, so why did he kill himself indiscriminately like this.

This is too bullying, you have to give me a reason!
"We need the invitation letter in your hand!" Cheng Feng said.

"You want to go to General Xiao's order meeting?" Fujita Juri finally understood, and then continued: "But even if you take my invitation letter, you won't be able to get in."

This is what Fujita Shuli said is the truth. There is a checkpoint at the entrance of the Panshan Highway entering the villa, and on the road leading to Wanren Villa, there are three steps, one post and five steps, one sentry.

In addition to the invitation letter, the identity of each person must be checked. To enter Wanren Mountain Villa, the person and the invitation letter must match, and both are indispensable!

"Well, that's why we need your cooperation." Cheng Feng said with a faint smile.

"What do you mean?" Fujita asked in bewilderment.

"You are here to discuss business, and we are your followers." Cheng Feng continued.

Hearing what Cheng Feng said, even a fool would understand that their goal was not to win more goods, but to have other plans.

But don't they know that Wanren Mountain Villa is General Xiao's lair? What do they want to do?
"What the hell are you trying to do?" Fujita Juri asked again with a terrified expression on his face.

"That's not your concern, you just need to bring us in."

"Aren't you afraid that I will betray you when the time comes?"

"Of course I'm afraid, so if you don't want to die now, you have to take this pill." Cheng Feng looked at the mantis after speaking.

Mantis casually took out a black pill the size of a little finger from his pocket, and handed it to Fujita Shuri.

Fujita Shuri had no choice but to open his mouth and swallow the pill.