Traveling through the sky in Hong Kong

Looking at Kameda Ichiro's pair of rapidly swollen panda eyes, Lu Feng clapped his palms: "This is the way to coordinate, how about it, can you do as I said now?"

"woooooo"

Kameda Ichiro claims to have the spirit of samurai, how could he surrender because he was beaten into panda eyes?

A disdainful smile appeared on his face, and his head shook violently.

"Okay, have guts."

Lu Feng smiled slightly, and picked up the Dongying Samurai Sword that he had prepared from the table.

"choke!"

The long knife came out of its sheath, pointed directly at Kameda Ichiro's crotch, and swiped lightly.

"woooooo"

Seeing this situation, Kameda Ichiro's heart tightened, and his body trembled violently.

"Shh!"

The long knife was cut down, and Kameda Ichiro felt a cold in his crotch, and fell powerlessly against the wall behind him.

His narrowed eyes were full of despair!

"This knife is of good quality!"

After a while, Lu Feng drew back the long knife, looked at the sharp tip and said to himself.

Huh, no blood?

Well, why doesn't it hurt?

Finding that there was no blood on the knife Lu Feng was holding, and feeling no pain in his crotch, Kameda Ichiro quickly looked at his crotch.

It turned out that there was a big hole in his skirt pants.

But the little brother is safe and sound!

"call!"

Kameda Ichiro let out a long sigh of relief, and the despair in his eyes also disappeared!

Hope rose again in his heart!

"This knife is just a reminder. If you are still unwilling, the next knife will not be so simple."

Just as Kameda Ichiro calmed down, Lu Feng's voice came again.

To him, this is tantamount to the summoning of the devil!

This time, Kameda Ichiro, who regained hope, did not refuse again, and he nodded like a chicken eating rice.

"That's what it sounds like!"

Lu Feng smiled faintly, and pointed lightly at the table not far away.

Kameda Ichiro looked in the direction of Lu Feng's finger, and found two white cloths, a page of paper and a pen on the table.

"Go and write!"

As Lu Feng said, he swiped the long knife again, cutting the rope binding Kameda Ichiro.

But Lu Feng didn't take the rag out of his mouth.

And Kameda Ichiro knew that his own strength was far inferior to Lu Feng's. Lu Feng wanted to kill himself as easily as killing a chicken. He didn't dare to take the initiative to take it down when the knife was the knife and I was the fish.

"Write it on paper first, I say you write it."

Lu Feng didn't say any nonsense, and said directly: "Fujita just killed my master Akutagawa Ryuichi, I"

Kameda Ichiro was very honest. As soon as Lu Feng opened his mouth, he immediately walked to the table and began to write.

And he knew that Lu Feng knew the Japanese language, so naturally he didn't dare to scribble.

In just 2 minutes, he wrote it.

"Well done."

Lu Feng took a look at the written content, nodded, and continued: "The content on the cloth, just copy the paper I showed you just now."

After hearing this, Kameda Ichiro immediately took the paper that Lu Feng had just shown him, and prepared to continue copying on the white cloth with a pen.

"Bite your fingers and write with your fingers."

Lu Feng stopped Kameda Ichiro and pointed at his hand.

Blood book?

Kameda Ichiro was startled, but he still listened to Lu Feng's words, how dare he resist!

Soon, he bit his finger and started copying against the piece of paper in front of him.

"Yes, you cooperated very well."

After Ichiro Kameda finished writing, Lu Feng smiled and praised Ichiro Kameda.

Seeing that Lu Feng was in a good mood, Kameda Ichiro carefully spat out the rag from his mouth.

He whispered with a flattering smile: "Mr. Lu, I cooperated so well, can you spare my life?"

"Forgive you?"

Lu Feng shook his head and said, "It's impossible to spare you, but it can make your death a little easier."

After saying that, Lu Feng punched Kameda Ichiro on the temple.

"boom!"

Lu Feng's speed was extremely fast. Before Kameda Ichiro could react, he was hit on the temple, and his body fell straight backward.

"receive!"

Lu Feng spit out the word "receive", and Kameda Ichiro's figure immediately disappeared into the room.

"This storage space is really useful, but it's a pity that it can only collect dead objects, not live objects, and it's a bit small. It would be great if it was bigger!"

After putting Kameda Ichiro's body into the storage space, Lu Feng shook his head.

For killing Kameda Ichiro, Lu Feng didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt. If it wasn't for his lack of strength, he would have wished to kill all the Dongying people who had ambitions for China's territory!

Those ambitious Dongying people should have understood the moment they stepped into China's territory that if they dared to do anything wrong, they would have to bear the corresponding price.

Moreover, he has no cleanliness, and putting the corpse into the storage space has no effect on him.

Of course, this is mainly because the dead objects in the storage space will not deteriorate and rot, and what they look like when they are put in will remain the same when they are taken out.

If dead things would rot in the storage space, he would definitely not hide Kameda Ichiro in it!

After getting rid of Kameda Ichiro, Lu Feng carefully read what Kameda Ichiro wrote on the white cloth and paper, put them in the storage space, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, Lu Feng got up before dawn. First, he carefully put on his makeup in front of the mirror.

With his current disguise technology, it is somewhat difficult to disguise himself as a person with a different profile.

However, it is not too difficult to easily become Kameda Ichiro, who is similar to him in terms of height and facial contours.

After the disguise was finished, Lu Feng carefully looked in the mirror several times, and after finding that there was nothing wrong, he wrapped a gauze on his head.

The reason why he injured Kameda Ichiro's head two days ago was to make it easier for him to wrap the gauze. He didn't want to go back to Hong Kong Island with a flat head!

After doing all this, Lu Feng walked out of his small courtyard.

At this time, it was still dark!

Lu Feng didn't go to Hongkou Dojo right away, he first walked on the street for a while, and then went to a breakfast stall.

After eating for about half an hour, he started to leave.

He had already figured it out in the past two days. Fujita had been living in the Hongkou Dojo during this time, and he was accompanied by six Japanese soldiers who were responsible for protecting him.

Including those who practice martial arts in the Hongkou Dojo, there are at least fifty or sixty Dongying people in the entire Hongkou Dojo.

Naturally, Lu Feng would not take advantage of a time when there were so many people, so he had to choose a time when there were few people.

And around 10:[-] in the morning, the martial arts practitioners in the Hongkou Dojo would go out for a run. This time period was Lu Feng's best time.

Six thirty-five in the morning!

Lu Feng was walking on a street [-] meters in front of Hongkou Dojo.

At this time, the morning sun has risen in the east, and the red clouds are all over the blue sky.

The hardworking Chinese laborers have already woken up, and there are many small stalls on the side of the road.

There are also many pedestrians rushing to earn the hard-earned money they depend on for survival.

At this time, Lu Feng seemed to have become a crab. All the Chinese people who had passed him, as long as they saw his attire, they all moved out of the way when they were a few meters away from him.

Moreover, they didn't dare to look up at Lu Feng.

Everyone looks so humble!

They seem to have no vitality and no courage!

This scene was like a sharp sword piercing into Lu Feng's heart, and his hatred for the Dongpu people suddenly increased a lot.

Now he understands more and more why Nong Jinsun refused to accept Mitsuko Yamada!

"call!"

Lu Feng took a deep breath and continued to walk forward. In his eyes, there was a boundless killing intent flashing!

Chapter 43 Kill Fujita Takeshi

"Kameta-kun, you are back. You have been staying out for the past two days. Chief Fujita is very dissatisfied with you."

As soon as Lu Fengfang walked to the gate of the Hongkou Dojo, a guard in charge of guarding the Hongkou Dojo greeted him.

Apparently he knew Ichiro Kameda very well.

There are two guard soldiers. They are dedicated to guarding the gate, and they are not among Fujita Takeshi's six guards.

"Cough cough!"

Lu Feng coughed twice, without saying a word, followed by taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out two and handed them to the guards who were walking towards him.

The other guard, seeing Lu Feng smoked two cigarettes, naturally understood that the other one was for him.

Between the Dongying people and the Dongying people, there is still some etiquette. Lu Feng let him smoke, so naturally he couldn't continue to stand there, and there was no one to supervise anyway, so he also walked over.

"Kameta-kun, you have to explain it to Mr. Fujita."

After the two Japanese guards took the cigarettes that Lu Feng handed them, one glanced around, and the other cautiously warned Lu Feng.

However, before the guard who instructed Lu Feng finished speaking, Lu Feng suddenly stretched out his hands and pressed the heads of the two guards respectively.

"boom!"

The two guards hadn't figured out what Lu Feng was going to do when their heads collided violently, and there was a loud bang.

Following the two of them, they passed out.

Lu Feng did not want their lives, but took out a white cloth from his bosom, spread it out and placed it on their bodies.

Then, they walked into the Hongkou Dojo.

Because Dongying's consulate in the British Concession is very close to Hongkou Dojo, if someone informs, Dongying soldiers will arrive within 10 minutes.

Therefore, the time left for Lu Feng was only 10 minutes.

"This"

"Why are you still fighting with your own people?"

Lu Feng did things neatly, but the passers-by on the street were dumbfounded.

They never expected that the Dongying people would fight among themselves, and their own people would fight against their own people.

"Look at what's written on the cloth"

"I don't understand, it must be Japanese characters"

"Fujita just killed Akutagawa Ryuichi, and Kameda Ichiro wants revenge"

Soon many passers-by gathered in front of the gate of the Hongkou Dojo, and watched the excitement together. Some of them were unavoidably knowledgeable, and soon deciphered the content on the cloth.