"Is it Fan Zhong? We haven't seen each other for a long time. It's really appropriate to describe you as revenge." Wang Xu flipped the scrambled eggs in the frying pan without looking back.
"Revenge for kindness? Do you think I'm a fool? It's true that you saved me once under the hands of Li Gui during the mission in Suzhou, but after thinking about it, the failure of our operation and the attack by Li Gui were not all arranged by you and Master Mao Is it!"
Wang Xu said: "So you went to seek help from your boss, Instructor Ding, and wanted to take revenge, but unfortunately that action was nothing."
Fan Zhong snorted coldly and said, "I don't know what kind of deal you have with Ding Yao, which actually allowed him to take the whole thing down, and after returning to China, not only was I not held accountable for the failure of the Suzhou operation, but I was transferred to the The Second Battle Group has become his direct subordinate."
Wang Xu smiled: "Hehe... The matter between me and him has nothing to do with you. You have no more chances. I won't let you go a second time."
"You let me go? Hmph... Do you think I'm still the same person I was when I was in Suzhou... After being transformed by cutting-edge genetic technology, I have endured countless pains that ordinary people can't imagine. My current ability is just like a superman!" Fan Zhong looked at me Moved to Hubu: "If this guy didn't get in the way..."
"It's the first time we met. I'm Shinzaemon, Shimotobu, who belongs to the First Battle Group." Tobe greeted him feebly, but his hand was still tightly grasping Fan Zhong's wrist.
"If this guy wasn't in the way..." Wang Xu continued Fan Zhong's words, "You have died at my feet for a long time."
Fan Zhong glared at Hubu: "Since he is a member of the first battle group, why don't you attack him, instead sit here chatting and eating with him?! Stop me from doing it!"
Hubu finally let go of his hand, and his eyes with only whites looked at Fan Zhong faintly: "I don't have energy if I don't eat..."
The corners of Fan Zhong's mouth twitched, and he thought: You can stop my sneak attack without strength? Then when you have strength, can you part the sea or something
Wang Xu added another sentence: "I've said it all, he's not stopping you, he's protecting you."
Fan Zhong was really ruthless, but he didn't dare to take action against the members of the first battle group, so he could only say: "Mr. Hube, when are you going to do it?"
"Give me the change, and I'll kill him after dinner."
Fan Zhong was speechless, he took out a few banknotes and some change from his pocket: "You eat yours, and leave him to me, how about that?"
The Ministry of Finance said to Fan Zhong in a grateful tone, "But if you die, who will I ask to pay back the money?"
Wang Xu sighed easily beside him: "He is really a person who pays attention to etiquette..."
Fan Zhong was about to explode in anger, and the two of them sang together, but they didn't pay attention to him at all. At this moment, he finally shouted unbearably, took three steps forward, smashed through the counter, and punched Wang Xu's back with his right hand clenched. A long and narrow white bone spike came out, extremely sharp, seeing its momentum, it should be intended to stab Wang Xu through.
"Crack!" Wang Xu kept shaking the frying pan with one hand, and firmly held the bone spike with the other.
"Crack!" came again. Fan Zhong's face was ashen, the bone protruding from his body was easily broken by Wang Xu...
Wang Xu turned around and held the awl-like bone in his hand. Instead of stabbing with the sharp end, he beat Fan Zhong with the blunt side that was broken by himself, saying, "How dare you stab my bone?" kidney!"
Then there is a very ugly fight scene, there are no supernatural moves, and there are not even a few formal fighting moves at all. The whole process is very similar to the night after the end of a middle school parents' meeting. The father chased his son with a stick, After five or six minutes, um... the son was killed.
In short, because of the huge difference in strength, Fan Zhong was knocked to death by his own bones in this way.
After killing the man, Wang Xu threw away the bones, calmly finished his scrambled eggs with bacon, picked up the plate and sat across from the household department to eat.
"Why don't you save him now?"
"The reason is the same as yours. I have already saved him once, and there will be no second chance." Hubu replied gloomyly: "Xiao Xiao, who is not strong enough but has no fear of the strong, can be forgiven. But he, again and again, takes the strong man's disregard for him as a natural tolerance, so let him exchange his life for a lesson."
Wang Xu nodded solemnly, "Well... companies that produce mosquito coils will definitely sell well if you print your words on their products..."
After the household department finished eating, he wiped his mouth with a tissue, put the change Fan Zhong gave him on the table, and then stood up, "I'm full, thank you very much for your patience."
Wang Xu also quickly cleaned up the remaining food on the plate with a few big mouthfuls: "Hehe... I will feel very sorry to defeat a Tobu Shinzaemon who didn't have enough to eat."
Hubu's right hand was holding the hilt of the sword at this moment. This was the first time he had actually held the sword today: "You can read the memory, right? Then you should know that when I said I would kill you after eating, I was definitely not joking." of."
Wang Xu also stood up: "Of course I know that everyone you promised to kill fell under your sword in the end. You can indeed be called an unparalleled swordsmanship genius." He said this Chu paused: "But, I can beat you."
"Then please..." Hubu slowly pushed the sword out of the scabbard with his thumb: "Thank you for your advice."
His eccentric voice came into Wang Xu's ears along with a rustling sound.
Wang Xu looked down, and there was a neat incision cut by a samurai sword on his chest, and a large piece of bright red floated out. The floor, walls, and ceiling were all covered in his own blood within seconds.
Hubu was already standing behind Wang Xu, with his back to the opponent, his sword was sheathed, as if he had just pushed it out with his thumb just an inch, and the whole sword hadn't been sheathed yet.
Although it was really fast, Wang Xu saw it clearly.
"That broken sword of yours..." Wang Xu covered the wound, the blood stopped spraying, and he said as usual: "It's pretty fast..."
"Hmph..." Hubu lowered his head and smiled, and slowly pulled out the sword at his waist. As Wang Xu said, his samurai sword was indeed broken, and it could only be counted as half, but it was usually kept in its sheath. Can't tell, "Did you already know from my memory that this is a broken sword, or did you really see my shot clearly?"
"It's not important." Wang Xu laughed out loud: "What's important is that you can replace it with a complete one."
Before he finished speaking, the half sword in Hubu's hand suddenly shattered into dozens of small pieces, fell off from the hilt, and fell to the ground.
Hube's body froze. He looked at the fragments scattered on the ground, as if he was looking at his own pride, and it took him a long time to say: "Did you do it with your bare hands? Did you do it with your bare hands? Did you do it before you were hit by me or After that? Or at the moment of being chopped?!"
Wang Xu moved his hand away from the wound, and there was no wound there at the moment: "Of course I didn't do it with bare hands." He left the restaurant with a rather arrogant expression, leaving a sentence before going out: "I see you clearly It’s a pity that you didn’t see mine.”
Hubu sat slumped on the seat by the bar, watched Wang Xu leave, his voice seemed weaker than when he hadn't eaten, and he said to himself: "The realm without a sword..."