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Chapter 135 Who is the Dongying Sword Master? 【3 more】

Chapter 135 Who is the Dongying Sword Master? 【3 more】

The next morning, after Bei Long went out for morning exercises, he came back to buy breakfast at a breakfast shop he often went to. While waiting for the boss to pack, he saw yesterday's "Everyday 630" was being rebroadcasted on TV, and Yang Liu was holding a microphone Smiling and said:
"...The Dexin community is very lively today, because a Japanese warrior appeared outside the gate. This is a new thing. Come on, let's listen to what everyone has to say..."

"Psychopathy!" The second aunt's fat face appeared on the camera: "At first we guessed which anti-Japanese crew it was, but whoever talked to him ignored him. The big sun seemed to be on fire. He blocked It takes two hours to sit at the door..."

Seeing this, the diners in the shop earlier all laughed heartily. They are all people who live nearby. Naturally, they have heard about what happened yesterday, and many people were still present to watch.

Unknowingly, Veron was attracted by several key words——

Dexin District?

Japanese martial arts?
Sitting for two hours?

Why do I always have a subtle premonition that this matter has something to do with me?
"Okay, thank you, Second Aunt!" Yang Liu bypassed Second Aunt, and walked in front of Tsukahara Kazuki who was sitting cross-legged at the gate of Dexin Community.

Yang Liu's words and Tsukahara Kazuki's reaction, although everyone has already watched "Tiantian 630" last night, and some people even watched the live broadcast, but at this time they still couldn't help but burst out laughing. It's okay to be lively, everyone likes it the most.

"Hey, do you think it's a mental illness?"

"Of course! Which normal person can sit guarding the gate for a whole day?"

"Is he speaking Japanese?"

"I don't know, anyway, I can only understand a sentence of Ba Ga Ya Lu..."

The diners were discussing a story about a dick, but they couldn't understand it, but Beron did.

This is also because there are quite a lot of Dongying people who have come into contact with recently, and the Chinese language of Dongying people basically has the same accent, so Bei Long listened to Tsukahara Kazuki's distorted face on TV and yelled: "Baga! Lu! Bei Long , I’ve been waiting for you for so long, whether you are a man or not, let me know if you are a man! You have insulted the spirit of Bushido, I will wait until you..."

Did you really come to look for me?

Bei Long suddenly remembered, this Dongying old man must be the Katori Shinto Liu sword master who had an appointment with him to fight at Moth Mountain, right?
What's your name?

What is swollen or round?
Can't remember, Bei Long patted his head, forget it, who cares!Does Bushido spirit have anything to do with us Chinese people?
Packing the tofu nao and meat biscuits, Bei Longti walked back to the Dexin community in his hand. Just as he walked to the door, suddenly a figure rushed out from a canteen next to the gate of the community like a whirlwind, blocking Bei Long in front of.

"Hey! Zhanzhu!" Speaking blunt Japanese-style Chinese, Tsukahara Kazuki glared at Bei Long in front of him.

Originally, he wanted to show his guru demeanor, but he had had enough these few days, no matter how good his self-cultivation was, Tsukahara Kazuki just wanted to use the shortest time to solve this problem quickly and let himself burdened opponent.

In fact, if one of his disciples Kuroda Zuobei hadn't died in the hands of Beiron, and another disciple Haruki Sakai had his legs broken by Beiron, he would have returned to Dongying a long time ago: go to the fucking duel, what the hell Damn, I won't play with you anymore!

It's a pity that there is no if, so he can only come again.

However, in order to prevent yesterday's embarrassing situation from happening again, the stubborn Tsukahara Kazuki still compromised. Today he wore a black sportswear, sneakers on his feet, and a black jazz hat on his head to cover Tsukiyo His head looked much more normal, and he was holding a Dao in a flannel sheath in his hand. Those who didn't know it thought it was the old man of Huaxia who practiced Tai Chi sword in the morning.

"You are... Tsukahara Kazuki?" Bei Long recognized him at a glance. Although he changed his vest, his face was still the shoehorn face.

"Don't poke! You still have a stubborn horse with a good forehead?" Tsukahara Kazuki was so angry that he was about to overflow - finally caught you!

"Of course." Bei Long's smiling eyes narrowed the moon. This old guy is really serious. Even the dog supporter has surrendered to himself. I didn't expect Tsukahara Kazuki to be still waiting for him to duel. Surprisingly moving.

At this tense moment, a person who no one expected appeared.

"Big breasted emperor!" The second aunt got out of nowhere, and jumped in front of Tsukahara Kazuki alive and well, grabbing his hands affectionately.

"I knew you would come today!" The second aunt smiled like a girl Huaichun, with a bit of reserve: "You are so handsome today!"

Now that he's here, the horoscope has already been written off, right?
"Ouch, ooh, ooh..." Kazuki Tsukahara's mouth twitched, why did she appear again, why, why...

"Ah? What kind of oil did you vomit when you got up this morning?" The second aunt was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to her senses: "Gutter oil, right? Where did you eat it? Let's go! Let's smash his signboard! It's against him You dare to use waste oil, and you dare to disgust our family... Then what, what is your last name, Big Breasted Emperor?"

"Taka..." Because the second aunt's speech was too fast, Tsukahara Kazuki couldn't hear the Chinese language of the two swords at all, and only understood the last sentence. As soon as he uttered a word, he was irritated by his temper. The second aunt was interrupted.

The second aunt grabbed Tsukahara Kazuki's hand and said confidently: "The surname is swollen, right? I didn't expect that there are people with the surname swollen in hundreds of surnames! Old swollen, let's go, let's find justice! You don't need to say, I know, all the early ones are on that street!"

Seeing that Tsukahara Kazuki was about to be dragged away by the second aunt, the sad eyes begging for help fell on him, Bei Long coughed dryly: "Then what, the second aunt, he is looking for me..."

"Emma! Xiao Bei?" The second aunt looked up and down Bei Long in surprise: "When did you come?"

Peron is also drunk, I've been here all the time, okay?Co-author Second Aunt, you don’t have me in your eyes, only him...

"Okay, you can do your work, the second aunt still has something to do, my good friend... well, I don't have time to explain, let's talk later!" hand, chattering nonchalantly while walking away quickly.

Holding the tofu nao in his hand, Bei Long watched Tsukahara Kazuki being dragged away by the second aunt with dull eyes, with resentful eyes, he kept turning his head and staring at him dazedly.

Therefore, a 60-year-old aunt is an unsolvable existence in China, not to mention her explosive combat power, and she has no taboos-how old is the Dongying Sword Master?

Originally thought it was a fight between dragons and tigers, but unexpectedly, it was easily resolved by the second aunt of the neighborhood committee. Bei Long was still dizzy when he walked into the community:
For some reason, I have a strong premonition—the second aunt's spring is here again...

Don't ask me why I say "again".

"Uncle Hui Tailang!" Suddenly a crisp voice came, and a smile appeared on Bei Long's face involuntarily.

"Beloved!" Bei Long greeted him with a smile, it turned out that Wen Wan walked out holding Beloved's little hand, and the two walked towards each other.

When they were a few steps away, Bei Long squatted down and opened his hands to hug Beloved, but Beloved turned his face away and pouted his mouth high: "Uncle Hui Tailang is a liar! He hanged himself with a hook! Hmph! I don’t like Uncle Hui Tailang anymore!”

"Ah..." Bei Long's face was full of embarrassment. He was not busy every day during this time, but he really ignored the agreement with Beloved.Besides, this little brat is also a little anxious, it's less than a month...

But no matter what, it seemed that he really missed the appointment with the child, and when he thought of Beloved saying, "Father cheats and uncle cheats too", Bei Long's heart felt inexplicably tingled.

Wen Wan quickly rescued Bei Long, pulled Beloved and blamed: "Beloved, uncle is busy with work every day, and auntie after get off work, how can I have time to accompany you..."

The corner of Bei Long's mouth twitched subtly, what is an aunt who is busy at work and off work, will she coax the child?

"Beloved, it's uncle who made a mistake. In order to make up for Beloved's wounded heart, Uncle decided to accompany Beloved to the playground today. How about it?" Bei Long knelt down and looked into Beloved's eyes, and said seriously.

"Really?" Beloved blinked his big eyes, and put a white little finger in his mouth: "Uncle, are you not busy with Auntie?"

"Ahem, not busy! Absolutely not busy!" Bei Long was about to shed tears, saying that I'm afraid you won't believe it, the relationship between uncle and aunt is as pure as a little white flower...

"Will this bother you too much..." Wen Wan asked hesitantly, but her eyes showed anticipation and joy.

"Don't disturb, it's okay." Bei Long said quickly, "Wait for me at the gate. I'll go upstairs and come down right away."

After Bei Long said goodbye to them, he first called Hei Bei on the way and asked him to send the car over, and then returned home.

Maybe it was Jiang Hanxue who was stimulated by watching "3D Futon" the night before. Of course, it could also simply be because today is Saturday, so Jiang Hanxue got up very late. The note went out.

When Bei Long walked to the gate, he saw Hei Bei parked a Volkswagen Touareg on the side of the road, chatting with Wen Wan's mother and daughter about bragging.

"Brother Long," seeing Bei Long approaching, Hei Bei hurriedly greeted him, handed the car keys to Bei Long, and said in a low voice, "Brother Long, this car is a little low-key, if you don't like it, I'll go and give it to you again." Get another one?"

"It's okay, it's good." Veron is quite satisfied. The Touareg is indeed low-key. If you don't know cars, you will think it's a Tiguan. In short, just looking at the appearance, no one would have thought that it would be similar to the Audi Q7. , BMW X5 a level of car.

"That's good, Brother Long, let me dodge!" Hei Bei smiled and raised his hand to Wen Wan: "Sister-in-law, I won't disturb your family, see you later!"

Seeing that Hei Bei ran to another car, Wen Wan blushed and brushed her hair from her temples, trying to explain that she still couldn't open her mouth after all.

Even if it's just a misunderstanding, it's fine...

[Thanks to the two brothers Shitai Yanliang (388) and Yan Bing (100) for their rewards, hug each other, yesterday's 210 and 211 chapters were harmonized, so I had to rewrite it, everyone just forget about yesterday's plot , This also reminded me that the plots involving gangsters will be reduced as much as possible in the future]

(End of this chapter)

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