Invasion of the martial arts world

Chapter 180 Beach Ambush
The boot screen of this phone is a ghost plaster flag, and soon there are Japanese logos on it. Chen Mo shook his head and called out the controller directly and asked:
"How many martial arts points are exchanged for the devil's language and writing abilities?"

The controller then said:
"Proficiency in all the languages ​​of the earth is [-] points, and proficiency in [-] languages ​​is usually [-] points, including English, French, German, Japanese, Russian, Arabic and other languages ​​other than Chinese. May I ask which one will the chosen one choose?"

Chen Mo knows Russian, and he learned it in Moscow with Sophia. As for writing, he is not very good at writing. Now he is practicing frugality and said without thinking:

"Exquisite usually uses fifteen languages."

With a flash of light, Chen Mo learned fifteen characters and languages ​​in the blink of an eye with the ability to piss off all the top students of the School of Foreign Languages, even far more proficient than they have been studying for countless years.

"Should we be there?" Chen Mo whispered to himself looking at the hazy beach in the dark night.

As soon as the voice fell, the mobile phone in his hand beeped, and when he answered the phone, Kiriwala asked in Japanese:
"Nakajima-san, we've arrived. The sake your mother asked me to bring you has been brought. Can you come pick us up?"

The devil’s code word Chen Mo already asked clearly where he was on the well, he opened his mouth and imitated the voice of the Nakajima family that he had heard before and said:
"Shimomura-kun, I'm sorry to keep you waiting, but I'm doing urgent business with Inoue-kun right now. You just need to send the sake to my old place, please."

"Yoxi, I'll be right over." The person on the other end of the phone said in a deep voice.

In a private house in Shangdu, ten short Japanese men under the age of 30 were sitting in a group. The leader put down the phone in his hand and said in a deep voice:

"We must be more careful when we venture into Huaxia this time. The Huaxia special department must have spies inside us, so we must pay more attention when we go later."

"Captain Shimomura, please don't worry about it. The cherry blossom formation formed by ten of us can't be broken even by Chinese masters. Even if they use guns to attack us at close range, there is nothing we can do. Besides, the river beach we went to is open, and there are still some tonight." Xingguang can't ambush us at all, as long as we don't kill people, the Huaxia government and their people will not dare to touch us." A Japanese said with a cold smile.

Shimomura nodded and said:

"Remember that once people from the Huaxia government inquire, we must throw away our knives. Huaxia controls these things very strictly. If we are not careful, we will fall into the hands of the cunning Huaxia people."

"Hi."

A group of devils hurriedly stood up and responded in a low voice, and then ten people walked out of the house and got into two vans. In the car, a man with a wretched face grinned and said:

"Mr. Shimomura, where are we going now? Our boss said, I will follow your command."

Shimomura smiled and said:
"Lu Haojun is worthy of being a friend of our empire. When the time comes, you bring him a letter. Our boss will take care of his Baodao Trading Company's business in the empire. Ma Sang is also our good friend. I think Lu Haojun will definitely give you a big favor." award.

But we are going to the suburban beach now, and I will tell you the route when we get out of the city. Ma Sang, please go. "

It's no wonder that this group of Japanese have a foothold and means of transportation here. It turns out that there are two devils from Baodao who are there to help. If Chen Mo knew, he would probably kill even this guy named Lu Hao.

The two vans drove out of Shangdu City quickly, and arrived outside the city in less than a while. Xiacun took out a tablet, marked the map, and handed it to the wretched man surnamed Ma. Ten minutes later, the van drove to the beach not far away. Stopped on the highway, ten Japanese people got out of the car, looked at the next position, Xiacun picked up a small suitcase from the car and said to the wretched man:
"Ma Sang, please wait here for a while, we will come back as soon as we go."

The wretched man nodded and said:
"Mr. Shimomura, I'm just going to take a nap in the car. Just call me when you get back."

Shimomura was very satisfied with the wretched man's groveling appearance, he nodded "Yo Xi", and with a gesture of his hand, the other nine people quickly walked towards the beach with him.

When he arrived at the beach, he was a ghost and rushed to the scheduled meeting place. Shimomura took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed the number, only to hear the phone ringing from behind a rock.

When the bell rang, Shimomura hung up the phone. He looked at the reef and said in a deep voice:

"Nakajima-san, we're here."

On the sandy beach behind the ten Japanese, a group of black shadows drilled out of the sand and said coldly:
"It's good when we arrive, there are no less than ten people."

This voice was completely different from the one from the Nakajima family. Shimomura subconsciously turned around in a hurry, only to see a black shadow rushing up strangely and quickly.

"Enemy attack."

Shimomura threw down his suitcase in an instant, turned around, took out a samurai sword, and slashed at Somura, but Somura folded his body like a night owl, and a short knife in his hand suddenly appeared in front of Shimomura strangely. Shimomura felt that his forehead was cold and he didn't feel anything.

Other than Chen Mo, it is impossible to be someone else in ambush here. The goal of these Japanese is to find the Wujie Gate. To Chen Mo, they are enemies. In order to calculate these guys, he even spent a hundred martial arts points to learn foreign languages ​​to deal with them.

In the real world, internal energy cannot be used, and Chen Mo's speed has dropped by at least four times, but his physical strength is stronger than Wei Xiaobao's, and his strength is much stronger than Linghu Chong, who has lost all internal energy. The cold iron dagger in Jian Chen Mo's hand pierced the eyebrows of the six Japanese, and then rushed towards the two little devils who had just drawn their samurai swords.

"Be careful."

Chen Mo had just killed two Japs with the dagger in his hand, when a scream suddenly came from not far away. Without thinking, he fell sideways. Almost at the same time, a spark flashed in the hand of the remaining Japs, and Chen Mo felt a spark on his left shoulder. A shock.

No need to think about the silent pistol, Chen Mo knew what it was. He tightened his muscles and turned around. The cold iron dagger in his hand turned into a cold light and shot into the throat of the last Japanese man. He quickly took out the silver needle to seal the acupuncture point on the shoulder. With a sweep of his body, he pulled out the cold iron dagger from the Japanese man's throat and rushed to the place where the sound was made just now.

At this time, Chen Mo was in black tights, and his face was still covered with a black hood. It was like black smoke flashing in a flash. Behind a rock, a figure was just about to turn around and walk away. Before he took two steps, he felt that two fingers were poked on his body. You can no longer act.

Chen Mo looked at this man under the faint moonlight and asked coldly:

"who are you?"

Under the moonlight, this man had squirming eyebrows and messy colors on his head. After a wry smile, he said:

"My name is Ma Zhengnan, the deputy manager of the foreign affairs department of Baodao Luding Business Group."

"Treasure Island Luding Trading? Did you come with these devils?" Chen Mo continued to ask.

(End of this chapter)