Chapter 349 No, Not Qualified at All!

Just as the dragon-slaying team was preparing to sit back and watch the fight, Eri, who was eating snacks, fixed her eyes on the TV not far away, tilted her head slightly, and a hint of doubt appeared in her rosy red eyes:

"Brother, how did you become two?"

The portrait captured from the surveillance screen was a little blurry, which concealed the subtle differences in the appearance and temperament of Gen Chisei and Gen Chijo. To outsiders, they looked like they were cut from the same mold except for their hairstyles.

Eri had some impression of Uesugi Yue, but not much. Her attention was all focused on Sakura and her brother who was split into two.

She didn't understand why her brother just went abroad to study and suddenly split into two after returning.

Susie didn't understand Japanese, but she knew what the word "onesan" meant. She followed her gaze and looked at the wanted twin brothers. She found that the two didn't look like Eri, but they all had two eyes, one nose and one mouth, and they were beautiful in their own ways.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, who were sitting on the other side, also did not miss this key news. The two brothers looked at each other and saw the same helplessness in each other's eyes.

I don't know if it was fate or a coincidence. They just reached a consensus and decided to do what they can. Now they have to do their best.

"Eriyi, are they all your brothers?" Lu Mingfei pointed to the big screen not far away and was a little curious. Didn't the little girl say yesterday that there was only one brother in the family? How come her brother was so powerful that he could divide like a plant cell?

"I don't know." Eriyi bit a piece of dried meat and shook her head slightly, indicating that the situation was too complicated for her to figure out: "But, they look like brothers."

After she said this, the picture on the TV screen suddenly refreshed in the next second, and three names were added under the portrait: Uesugi Yue, Minamoto Chisei, and Kazama Ruri.

Now Eriyi can be sure, pointing to the boy who looks more heroic, indicating that he is the young master of the Snake Eight Family.

Now it was Lu Mingfei's turn to be puzzled: Yuan Zhisheng was the young master of the Sheqi Eight Clan, and he was a figure above everyone else in the Japanese underworld. Why was he wanted openly and there was a big city-wide manhunt?

After returning from studying abroad, he didn't care about his runaway sister, but ran to Osaka with an old man selling ramen and was hunted by the underworld. What kind of thing is this?

Lu Mingfei was puzzled, puzzled, and puzzled, but looking at Eri's expression, he knew that asking was useless, so he could only discuss with Chu Zihang Caesar what to do next.

But before they could come up with a plan, the gang members who were doing whatever they wanted in the name of looking for someone nearby had already set their sights on them.

The five members of the Dragon Slayer Team were outstanding in appearance and temperament. Sitting in a row by the flower bed had already attracted the attention of many people. The social scum who wiped their eyes as bright as high-wattage light bulbs and refused to let go of any clues would naturally not miss such conspicuous five children.

Seeing them talking to each other while staring at the wanted posters of Yuan Zhisheng and others, some smart guys smelled the high reward and surrounded them with people.

Because there was a blond foreigner among the five, their unfriendly eyes only fell on the four yellow-skinned children. It was not that they did not dare to attack the foreign master, but Caesar's eyes were too arrogant. He sat there with a look of "try to move me", and it was obvious that he was a big shot.

The leader had dyed red hair, a thin beard on his rough face, and the sleeves of his white shirt were short on the left and long on the right. He looked like he was cosplaying the man who bet his arm on the new world.

Unfortunately, he was a little short, and Caesar had to lower his head to see him when he stood up.

The red-haired man raised his hand and shook off a wanted poster with four people's portraits printed on it: "OI, do you guys know these people?"

As if he was afraid that these little ghosts would try to deceive him, he leaned forward and pointed at his eyes that tended to be cross-eyed, and warned in a deep voice:

"I advise you to answer truthfully and don't try to deceive us with clumsy lies. I am a man known as Shenmu Xiaotaro, and all lies are exposed in front of me."

Lu Mingfei blinked his eyes, showing a simple and ignorant look, and asked in Mandarin: "Are you an idiot?"

Shenmu Xiaotaro frowned slightly when he heard this: "What are you talking about? Don't pretend to be a foreigner!"

Faced with this impatient scolding, Lu Mingfei seemed to not understand it at all, and switched to English and said: "I said, are you an idiot? Still a fool or an incurable pig?"

This meant that Red Hair had to choose an option that matched himself from idiot, fool and pig, but unfortunately his pronunciation was too standard and even passers-by could not understand it.

He had no choice but to turn around and look at the other three people. Susie and Chu Zihang were civilized people who did not swear, but just looked at Shenmu Kotaro with a look of a fool.

Eri raised her hand and grabbed the bird head pendant on her chest with a little excitement. It seemed that she was ready to vent the last bit of her morning anger. Fortunately, Lu Mingfei held her hand in time to prevent the whole street from becoming a ruin.

In order to show solidarity, Caesar also gentlemanly greeted Red Hair's IQ in pure Italian.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, this God-Eye Kotaro was a little embarrassed. He wanted to teach these daring brats a lesson, but without a language barrier, everything he said was nonsense. He could only glare at them fiercely with a sinister look, left a little brother to watch them nearby, and continued to sweep the streets.

It seemed that the other party was obviously not going to let them go, and believed that they knew Master Yue or had seen him somewhere.

Soon, a group of motorcycle-riding bikers came to the block. They seemed to have also set their sights on the land near the station and had a conflict with Hongmao and others.

Seeing that the conflict between the two sides was about to escalate from verbal confrontation to physical collision, the Osaka police finally arrived and successfully stopped a violent incident.

The bikers and gang members were driven away by the police, but the gangster who was guarding Lu Mingfei and the others did not leave, and it seemed that he would fight with them today.

In response, Chu Zihang and Caesar looked at each other.

After confirming the look in their eyes, they were people who could be fat sheep.

Without hesitation, they both stood up at the same time and led the gangster away under the pretext of going to the toilet.

After a while, they both came back with heavy faces.

"It's a bit troublesome. It seems that we have come to the base camp of the Ghost Clan." Chu Zihang shared the news he got from the gangster, "Eri's brother and Master Yue seem to have attacked the headquarters of the Ghost Clan. Although the specific reason is unclear, it seems that they have been seriously injured."

Hearing that he and others accidentally ran to the territory of the Ghost Clan, Lu Mingfei couldn't hold back his expression. Now he understood why Eri's brother went to Osaka to make a scene.

It is estimated that he found that his sister ran away from home after returning, and couldn't find her in Tokyo. He found clues through the huge information network of the Snake Eight Families and suspected that she was kidnapped by the Ghost Clan when she left Tokyo, so he came all the way to Osaka to save her.

"What a good brother." As a brother, Lu Mingfei felt that Yuan Zhisheng's level of responsibility was almost catching up with his own.

"Sneak--"

Just when he was moved by himself, a sneer sounded inexplicably in his ear, as if mocking his shamelessness.

Pulling the corner of his mouth, Lu Mingfei didn't bother to pay attention to the stinky brother who liked to hide in the dark and watch him suffer like Old Xia.

I have already asked clearly just now. If there is no problem, the unlucky guy whose mouth was pried open will meet up with Red Hair and others in Osaka Park.

As the night deepened, there was such a chaos in Osaka City. Many shops were closed. Pedestrians on the road were also worried about being affected by gang disputes and ended their nightlife early. Lu Mingfei and his friends also found Red Hair and others who were smoking in a group.

Seeing that it was not his younger brother but the five foreign kids who came, Shenmu Kotaro felt something was wrong in his heart, but looking at his own more than ten tall and strong thugs, he thought that there would be no chance of anything happening, so he walked forward and wanted to grab the collar of Chu Zihang, who looked the most arrogant, to intimidate him.

As a result, his hand was grabbed just as he stretched it out. His wrist felt like it was clamped by an iron clamp, and he almost cried out in pain. He tried to pull it out, but it didn't move at all. Even the hand with distinct joints tightened more and more, and the pain intensified as the force increased.

"Bakayalu! Come on, catch them!" Resisting the urge to scream, Shenmu Xiaotaro turned around and called his confused younger brother to come up and serve.

Although he didn't know what happened, seeing that his boss seemed to be controlled by someone, the other hooligans didn't hesitate and rushed up with shit in their mouths.

Facing the charge of a dozen hooligans, Chu Zihang grabbed Shenmu Xiaotaro and didn't move at all, while Lu Mingfei and Caesar beside him rushed out at the same time.

Caesar had received special close combat training. The Gattuso family hired a tutor who had served as a combat instructor in the Marine Corps to teach him Muay Thai and Sambo. With his strong fighting ability and the strong physique of the mixed-blood, he was simply a dimensional strike against this group of hooligans who could only rely on brute force to swing weapons.

In just a few breaths, he knocked down several hooligans. He turned around to see if Lu Mingfei needed help, but saw that there were already seven or eight people lying at his feet, waving their hands with disgust:

"No, not qualified at all."

Caesar was unable to witness Lu Mingfei's close combat level, but Chu Zihang knew it very well. It was a level that even he himself was ashamed of.

Just now, after Lu Mingfei rushed out from beside him, he went straight to meet a hooligans who was punching him, but he just ducked a little to miss the fist peak, and then crashed into the other's arms.

Chu Zihang thought that he would choose to use the Iron Mountain Leaning method to make the enemy lose their fighting power, but unexpectedly, Lu Mingfei used the 72-way big grasping method of pressing the arm and pushing the jaw, and then pressed down with both hands to cut the elbow buckle belt and then grasp the arm and throw it, using the man as a weapon to knock down the two gangsters who followed up.

Then he quickly stepped forward and kicked the two gangsters on the neck, and the other party lost consciousness on the spot.

Such a violent scene completely subverted the cognition of the gangsters. They subconsciously raised their weapons, but the more explosive was still to come. Facing the enemy with a knife and a stick, Lu Mingfei was obviously more ruthless.

He dodged the knife that went straight to the face, and then raised his hand and knee to control the opponent's wrist and forced him to disarm. At the moment the knife fell, he twisted his arm and pressed his elbow, and pressed the man to the ground with a crisp sound of "click".

This is the variation of the Qinglong Claw move in the hands of Black Dragon Eighteen. It is different from the elbow-cutting belt that has not been changed just now. After disarming, you should reach out and hit the opponent's front door hard, but Lu Mingfei considered making the opponent lose his movement and ability. He has the ability to fight again, so he takes off the opponent's arm without mercy.

At the same time, a baseball bat roared towards his head. Seeing Lu Mingfei's cruelty, the gangsters were also aroused and went straight for the move that would kill someone.

Facing the head-on blow, Lu Mingfei let go of his limp arms, turned around and lunged down, lowered his head to avoid the baseball bat swinging horizontally, picked up the machete that fell on the ground and hit the enemy's chest hard with the back of the knife. .

Then, while the opponent was screaming and leaning back, he quickly raised his legs and kicked his abdomen. When the opponent bowed like a shrimp, he raised his knees and hit him, sending him into a deep sleep.

The first move, Qinglong Exploring Claw, seamlessly connects to the twelfth move, crossing the sea and hiding the sky. Instead of blowing sand and blinding people, swinging a knife to hit people. He does not follow the rules according to local conditions. This is the wisdom taught to him by Master Xia and his professional sparring partner Seti.

The attack didn't stop, and after the knife and club, there was a dagger attack, this time it went straight to the heart.

Lu Mingfei had quick eyesight and raised his left hand to hit his wrist. The dagger stabbing his heart was easily defused. He grabbed his wrist and pulled it behind him, then raised his leg and kicked the opponent's thigh hard.

With his arms and legs amputated, a standard wild horse kicked the man to the ground, groaning in pain.

Six people were knocked down in three seconds. The golden retriever on the other side was also killing his teammates randomly. The remaining two gangsters saw the idea and had no idea of ​​brothers advancing and retreating together. They didn't even bother to align their eyes and granularity. They turned around and thought Sayazi ran away.

But Lu Mingfei had a rare opportunity to try his fist and kick skills, so how could he let the other person go? He suddenly appeared behind the two of them, and stretched out his hands to clasp the two heads, one yellow and one green.

"You two are having fun, why are you running away?" Lu Mingfei's lips curved into a sinister smile. Without waiting for the person in his hand to struggle, he clasped their hands and slammed them towards the center.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and they were forced to turn around and have close contact with their teammates and even touch their lips. However, the two gangsters had no time to feel sick. The strong dizziness and pain dominated their brains, and their bodies seemed to be boiled soft. He fell to the ground like a noodle.

five seconds,

Eight people.

The record was horrific, but Lu Mingfei was not satisfied at all. His opponent was too weak to allow him to see his true strength in naked form.

This group of gangsters is probably at the lowest level in the Japanese underworld. Not to mention Seti, who plays wrestling games with him in his dreams every night, even the Kawasaki group who were hung up and beaten by the Noda group are stronger than these weaklings. .

"No, not qualified at all!"

He, Lu Mingfei, has no interest in ordinary gangsters. If he wants to fight, he must be an elite person who can fight against little devils!

Those fierce ghosts wandering around Osaka are a good choice.

Just when he was thinking about how to meet a really durable sandbag, he saw from the corner of his eye that the battle on Caesar's side was over. He gave him a thumbs up and turned around to look back. He saw Susie's mother's face. Not surprised, Eriyi's eyelashes flickered, and her big eyes seemed to reflect the bright stars.

That adoring little appearance can only be said to be a mafia princess. If normal people encountered this scene, they would probably have to stay away.

As for Chu Zihang, he still held Kamome Kotaro's hand and said word by word in not standard Japanese: "Now, I ask, you answer."