my personal beauty president

Chapter 99 You are a dog!

A look of despair flashed in the eyes of the man in the black suit and white mask. He regretted his first impulse, but the scene just now made him unbearable.

How could the most respected, holy and noble woman in his heart allow herself to be so insulted?Even if it's just her substitute, it won't work!
But he didn't regret his second impulse. No Chinese person could tolerate the insult brought by the words "East, Asia, disease, husband"!
Die and die!I'm just sorry for the young mistress, I will definitely expose my identity and cause trouble for the young mistress...

Heh... The man in the kimono is full of disdain. He believes in the way of the sword he respects, and also in the samurai sword in his hand. As for Chinese kung fu, heh, that's all!

His knife is fast, fast enough to cut off mosquitoes and flies flying in the air, but at this moment of lightning, a dark light suddenly flashed in front of the man in kimono!
"when!"

An irresistible strong force hit his blade, so that he couldn't hold the samurai sword, and the sword flew out "swish", and the palm of the man in the kimono was painful and numb. As if unconscious.

With a sound of "clang", the dark light happened to fall on one of the coffee tables, making a crisp sound. Everyone looked hurriedly, but they saw a piece of brown glass not much bigger than a fingernail, which was smashed by a man in a black suit and a white mask just now. shards of window glass.

"Nani—" The man in the kimono opened his eyes wide in disbelief. It was just a piece of glass that could knock the sword in his hand away.

Bagana!
I, Kuroda Zuohei, learned swordsmanship at the age of eight. Shi Shifan said that I had already obtained the true instruction of [Katori Shinto Style], and at the age of 24, I achieved a brilliant record of 48 consecutive victories-how could I not even be able to hold a sword!This is impossible, who is he!

Kuroda Sabei, the man in kimono, suddenly raised his eyes to look at the window, and at some point there appeared a tall man wearing a black windbreaker and wearing a fake death mask on his face. The teeth of the man's mask were so funny A small hole was made, and a cigarette was stuck in the small hole...

"Yijigu?" Kuroda Sahei stared in shock, and Inuyang Ichiro and the others stared with him.

The anime "Death" is so popular in Japan, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a household name.Therefore, Beilong's appearance at this moment stunned them instantly, and even a ridiculous thought flashed in their minds - could this really be the god of death, right?
If it wasn't a real god of death, how could it be possible to smash the samurai sword in Kuroda Sabei's hand with only a piece of glass?

"What the hell are you a dog! Your whole family is a dog!" Bei Long was very angry, how could he scold people as soon as he came up?

Bei Long strode forward, under the dumbfoundedness of Kuroda Zuobei and the others, he lifted the man in black suit and mask with one hand, and carried it on his shoulder lightly. The man in black suit and mask was also in the stunned mode, so he was completely There was no reaction.

"Who are you?" Kuroda Zuohei gritted his teeth and stared at Veron, unwilling to lose just like that.Losing may not be a big deal to others, but for him who has maintained a 48-game winning streak, losing represents the failure of his way.

"Aren't you convinced?" Bei Long waved his hand disdainfully: "Go and pick up your knife, the uncle will give you a chance to stand up!"

"You wait!" Kuroda Zuobei couldn't wait, he turned and hurriedly drew his sword. His katana sword was embedded in the wall, and the handle was still humming and whining.

Kuroda Zuohei had regained consciousness in his hand, he held the handle of the knife with both hands and pulled it out, the knife remained motionless.

Nani?He froze for a moment, then pulled out forcefully again, the samurai sword seemed to be growing in the wall, which made the old Kuroda Zuobei blushed, he thought to himself that it was just a brute force, what was it?Just wait and see my superb swordsmanship!

With one foot kicking against the wall, he used all his strength to shit, and finally pulled out his samurai sword with a blushing face and a thick neck.

idiot……

Kuroda Zuobei keenly noticed that Inuyang Ichiro and the others showed a look of distrust on their faces, which made Kuroda Zuobei even more annoyed.

Chinese people!East!Ya!sick!husband!How could it be my opponent!Kuroda Zuobei shouted a chant to himself: Kuroda Zuohei!Just got daddy!

Fuck you bastard!Gamble on the prestige of the Shinto style!Kuroda Zuobei stepped on the clogs "da da da" and rushed to the front of Beiron like a [-]-meter sprint, with the samurai sword in his hand raised high:

Let you taste the ultimate mystery of our Katori Shinto style-【Iori Taidao】!
"Shh-"

The knife shines like snow!
Fourth aunt!Inuyang Ichiro, Inuyang Masao, they couldn't help but gasp, what a powerful Kuroda Sahei!What a powerful Katori Shinto style!What a powerful Yagami Taidao!Even if that Grim Reaper is really Yijigu, he is definitely dead!

Bei Long had a cigarette in his mouth, with a sneer on his face—it turned out to be the Katori Shinto Ryu from Dongying, and the Yagami Taidao in his hand was a bit interesting.

Bei Long stood there calmly, motionless, but the man in the black suit and mask on his shoulder felt the cold air behind his buttocks first, and was so frightened that his ass tightened. When he wanted to struggle, he was held down by Bei Long's hand His waist and eyes were so soft that he couldn't move at all.

Are you scared?Inuyang Ichiro and Inuyang Masao all showed smug grins, yes, such a fast sword light, such a sharp Yagami sword, how could those weak Chinese people be able to resist it?

Kuroda Zuobei thought so too, but when he saw that his saber light was about to hit Beiron's face, he saw Beiron raise his hand.

He was not intimidated by the light of the sword at all, he clasped his middle finger lazily with his thumb, as if flicking a child's brain, he flicked the sharp blade of Kuroda Zuobei with his fingers!
"when--"

With a crisp sound, the light of the Xueliang sword flew out in a "shua, swish" swirl, and Kuroda Zuobei's samurai sword was only half left!

How did he do it?Inuyang Ichiro and the others gasped. They had heard a little about Kuroda Sabei's samurai sword. It was a treasured sword called [Fukuoka Ichimonji], a masterpiece made by the Fukuoka school, one of the Ichimonji schools.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Fukuoka's one character can be cut like clay, but it will be broken by that god of death with a flick of his finger?

Could he really be Lord Death...

"Eight, eight Gana..." Kuroda Zuobingwei dripped a bean-sized bead of sweat on his forehead. He remained motionless in the posture he had just cut off with a knife, and his whole body was numb from the shock. He seemed to see ghosts and gods General stared at Beron in horror.

"You Dongying are also in East Asia. I think you should keep the titles of East, Asia, disease, and husband for yourself!" Bei Long said with a smile of sarcasm and disdain, "Your Chinese is too poor. Read with me, East, Asia, sickness, husband, death!"

Kuroda Zuobei's face was full of anger, but he became dull under Bei Rong's gaze, and subconsciously said: "Dong, Ya, sick, husband, die!"

"Good boy!" Bei Rong smiled, and casually lifted the handle of Kuroda Zuobei's knife.

Kuroda Zuobei was maintaining the slashing posture at this time, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, suddenly an irresistible force made his hands rise suddenly, and the half of the blade "chucked" from his open hand Straight into the mouth!

"Scared——" Inuyang Ichiro and the others stood behind Kuroda Zuobei, and they all exclaimed in shock at this moment. From their point of view, they could just see half of the blood-stained blade piercing through the back of Kuroda Zuobei's head. Come through, very bloody and terrifying!
Inuyang Masao and the others reacted quickly after the initial shock, and they all quickly pulled out pistols from their arms.

But before they could aim at Beilong, Beilong's figure had already disappeared from the window. Masao Inuyang and the others hurriedly chased after him, only to see a big black bird gliding down the night sky, and disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye. among.

"Masaka! This is the sixth floor!" Inuyang Masao and the others stared wide-eyed. When they turned around, Inuyang Ichiro had already walked in front of them with a gloomy face.

"Haka!" Inuyang Ichiro shouted sharply, Inuyang Masao and the others immediately bowed and bowed neatly to Inuyang Ichiro.

"Crackling..."

Inuyang Ichiro smacked his mouth one by one, and no one was spared, not even Inuyang Masao.

A trace of resentment flashed in Inuyang Masao's eyes, but he didn't dare to utter the slightest voice of resistance, and bowed again along with everyone: "Hay! We are ineffective, please punish us!"

"It can't be all your fault!" Inuyang Ichiro snorted coldly: "It's not surprising that an opponent that even Kuroda Sabei can't defeat can retreat unscathed.

"Anyway, this incident started because of me, Zhengnan, and it's my kindness that you send a big red envelope to each of today's brothers to shock everyone."

"Hay! Thank you, Master, for the reward!" Inuyang Masao and the others immediately looked grateful.

Inuyang Ichiro took a look at the fake Gu Chaoge who had been stunned to the ground since the man in the black suit and mask appeared.

The god of death can easily leave, and can easily appear, maybe it will be him who dies at any time.

"Take them all out!" Inuyang Ichiro waved his hands weakly, he still cared more about his own life than playing with women.

"Hay!" Inuyang Masao and the others split up and took the fake Gu Chaoge out, and also cleaned up Kuroda Zuohei's body.

"Masao," Inuyang Ichiro said worriedly, "inform the family about this matter, and ask the master to send more powerful experts over. Also, when will Iga's ninjas arrive? You can remind me again, and I will Don't want to die before they arrive!"

"Hay!" Masao Inuyang bowed in response.

The man in the black suit and mask was carried by Bei Long and flew out of the Marriott Hotel, as if flying through the clouds, his heart skipped a beat in fright.

You must know that he also came up through channels, climbing over from the balcony of the next room, not directly flying up like Beron.Even if he is a pure man, he can't help but hug Beiron tightly and dare not let go.

[Thank you for the reward of joining the army (10000) in Shuzhong, congratulations to the brother joining the army for being promoted to the first place in the fan list, awesome!One step at a time, okay~
[Thank you for the rewards of Lost Book Sea 1 (100X2) and 20070820 (10X4). Brother Shuhai, one of your rewards was wiped out. I don’t know if it’s 100, so I’ll count it as 100. If there’s less, you’ll be more responsible .Thanks to the two brothers, hug each other, this is the time, by the way, ask for a recommendation ticket for tomorrow~]

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