Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

A real life-and-death fight is never like what is shown in the movies, where you fight for dozens of rounds, but life and death are often decided in just three or five rounds.

After seeing what happened to Fujita Ken and the others, Hattori Heizo's fighting spirit disappeared completely. He turned around and ran away, as if he had completely forgotten about the ghost wall.

Now, the farther away from Chang Zhengyang he is, the better.

Hattori Heizo was in such a state, and Hojo Shinji and the others were not much better. They also turned around and ran away. Of course, some people knelt down and kowtowed desperately. Some of the women even took off their clothes and tried to seduce Chang Zhengyang with their beauty.

"Oh my goodness, this figure, this steamed bun, Lao Hu, look at that steamed bun, isn't it big and white?"

Fatty Wang looked into the hall curiously, his eyes shining, and he grabbed the air with his hands twice.

"Fatty, didn't you say you would always be loyal to Xiao Ding?"

Hu Bayi reprimanded Fatty Wang with righteous words, but unfortunately his wandering eyes betrayed him.

"Fuck you, Lao Hu, you are such a sultry guy!"

Chang Laosi wiped his saliva and nodded in agreement. The others were not much better, their eyes were fixed on the Japanese women.

"Oh, what a cruel act!"

Fatty Wang slapped his thigh hard, his face full of regret, because Chang Zhengyang actually kicked and broke the necks of these women.

Only after Sima Hui, with a pale face and blood at the corners of his mouth, walked out did Fatty Wang and the others retract their gaze, surround Sima Hui and ask him whether he had made a breakthrough.

Sima Hui smiled and nodded gently, then fell down and was supported by Chang Laosan in time.

About three minutes later, Chang Zhengyang walked out. He had returned to his original appearance without any scars on his body.

Hu Bayi looked behind him, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

Chang Zhengyang seemed to sense his emotions, raised his hand and patted his shoulder and said: "This is not a personal grudge, think about our compatriots who died."

Fatty Wang on the side interrupted and said, "That's right, Lao Hu, you have to stand firm at this time. The Japanese have evil intentions. Don't forget the specimens we saw in the virus research institute..."

When Hu Bayi thought of everything he had seen at the Virus Research Institute a few nights ago, his eyes immediately became determined.

Chang Zhengyang walked up to Sima Hui and checked his injuries. He found that only his internal organs were injured and it was not a serious problem. So he asked Fatty Wang to carry Sima Hui on his back, and the group quickly left.

Because Fujita Ken and his men wanted to prepare for today's competition, or they wanted to quietly get rid of Chang Zhengyang and his men, the Kyokushin Headquarters issued a notice yesterday that no visitors would be accepted today.

As a result, the deaths of Fujita Ken and others were not discovered until the next morning, and then dozens of police cars surrounded the Goku Budo headquarters.

"Inspector, according to our analysis, this incident should be done by the Chinese. I have a feeling that the people who killed Mr. Fujita and others should be related to the explosion case we investigated before."

Fujiwara Shuichi stood in front of the cut character "武" and looked at it for a long time. He only retracted his gaze when the report from the head of the First Investigation Section, Inoue Hiroshi, interrupted his thoughts.

"Let's pack up. There's no need to investigate this case anymore."

Inoue Hiroshi was stunned at first, then he said loudly: "Superintendent, this won't do. The ones who died here include our Metropolitan Police Department's chief instructor and the master of the Shingon Buddhist Lay Buddhist Association..."

Fujiwara Shuichi: "What do you know? This is an order. Take the body away immediately and withdraw the troops!"

Inoue Hiroshi clenched his fists, was silent for a moment, then turned around and shouted, "Clean up the scene as quickly as possible and then withdraw!"

"Hi!"

Following Inoue Hiroshi's order, the police officers from the on-site investigation section immediately sped up their actions.

The bodies were put into black body bags and carried out.

No matter how glorious you are in life, you will be nothing more than a black body bag after death.

Seeing that Inoue Hiroshi had a stern face, Fujiwara Hideichi felt that he should give his old subordinate some advice, lest he be confused and do something unpleasant.

So he whispered to Inoue Hiroshi, "Can't figure it out?"

Inoue Hiroshi was stunned for a moment, shook his head and then nodded.

Fujiwara Shuichi walked to the middle of the hall, pointed at the cracked floor and said, "Look here, this position, and these three positions. I think the situation at that time was that Chief Instructor Fujita was at this position, Jianxing should be at this position, and Ito Ryushu was at this position. They should be besieging one person..."

Inoue Hiroshi subconsciously retorted: "This is impossible. Chief Instructor Fujita is the strongest master in Japan. Dozens of elite police officers from our Metropolitan Police Department surrounded him, but he defeated them all in a few minutes. How could he..."

"There are some things you don't know. The most powerful person in Japan is Master Jianxing. This person should have killed Master Jianxing first, and then..."

Fujiwara Shuichi followed the footprints left by Chang Zhengyang, combined with his insight and the postures of the corpses of Fujita Ken and others, and slowly deduced the process of the battle.

"One move, this person only used one move to beat Master Jianxing to death, and then also one move, no, Chief Instructor Fujita's cause of death was that knife, which means that the deputy minister also participated in the siege, not only did he fail, but his weapon was taken away by that person, and he was also used by the other party to kill Chief Instructor Fujita. Inoue, do you know what this feels like?"

Fujiwara Hideichi's face was extremely gloomy. Inoue Hiroshi swallowed nervously and said, "I, I don't know..."

Fujiwara Hideichi closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then opened them and said slowly: "Seeing the indestructible gods is the highest realm of cultivation. Apart from such an existence, I really can't think of anyone else in this world who can deal with the siege of the four great masters of Dan Bao and kill them."

Seeing that the gods are not bad, holding the elixir?

What are you talking about, Inspector?

A look of confusion appeared on Inoue Hiroshi's face, and Fujiwara Hideichi did not explain anything when he saw it.

Commoners like Hiroshi Inoue are not qualified to know these things.

When Inoue Hiroshi saw Fujiwara Shuichi's eyes, he immediately understood something and lowered his head obediently.

There is a saying in Japan that the children of aristocrats are still aristocrats, the children of capitalists are still capitalists, the children of congressmen are still congressmen, and the children of commoners are always commoners.

Hiroshi Inoue was born in a commoner family and was admitted to the University of Tokyo through his own efforts. The position of head of the First Investigation Division when he was promoted to this position was already the end of his career.

Despite this, he still has access to many secrets of the upper class, and he is also well aware of the rules of the upper class.

Don’t ask questions that you shouldn’t ask!