I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

Chapter 216: A good day to die generously

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Kazuma's arm muscles are all bulging now.

The heat generated by the friction of the sole plate can already be felt through the sole plate.

Now he feels like he's doing Police Story 2.

The opponent rushed down from the shoulder of the road again, and the sudden change of the terrain under his feet made Hema's efforts just now in vain, and he became the state of being dragged behind the car again.

He shouted at the horse, pulled his body up with pure arm strength, and then grabbed the edge of the luggage rack on the top of the van—it is common to tie luggage to the roof in this era.

Not only vans have this kind of luggage rack, but many buses also put luggage on the roof.

When he and Ma Yisheng traveled far away when they were young, they often saw people sneaking up on the luggage rack on the roof of the bus and rubbing against the car.

In order to bear the load and prevent the luggage from falling down, these iron frames are welded very firmly.

Kazuma pulled the luggage rack, looked into the car through the rear window, and saw Chiyoko sleeping on the back seat at a glance.

Seeing that Chiyoko was neatly dressed and Ma just felt relieved, he saw the people in the carriage raising their pistols with mufflers.

"Fuck!"

He Ma exploded with amazing strength and pulled his body up directly.

The bullet shattered the glass of the rear window at the same time.

And immediately get on the roof and quickly pick up the roll - it's always done in the movies!

Sure enough, the bullet immediately made several holes in the place where the horse had just lay down.

Who are these kidnappers! Why can you move a gun when you come up

Isn't it taboo to use guns in Japan

At this time, he heard the people in the car shout something in Korean.

—What the hell, Koreans

Immediately afterwards, the side door of the van opened, and a ferocious round-faced man came up with a gun in his hand.

He Ma grabbed his head and knocked it on the luggage rack.

Knocking him a few times blinded him before he reached out to grab the gun.

However, at this time, a vertical advertising light box suddenly appeared in front of it, and the van went straight to the advertising light box.

Hema gave up grabbing the gun and rolled to the side.

The van smashed the light box, and the flying sparks fell on the arm of the horse.

The person who came up to catch the horse was directly hit by the iron frame of the light box and rolled off the cart.

Kazuma was about to enter the compartment through the door of the van left by the man, when the van turned sharply and was thrown off the roof.

Fortunately, he grabbed the luggage rack at the last moment and hung it on the side of the car with one hand.

The open side door was within his reach.

At this moment, the co-pilot poked his head out, holding the Krollo pistol with the silencer on.

He Ma pulled out the bamboo knife on his back, threw it out, and hit the opponent's wrist with precision, smashing the gun out of his hand.

—I also have flying props!

Before he and Ma Duo could be proud, the people in the back compartment of the van took out the classic weapon Woods submachine gun.

Immediately, he and the horse climbed onto the roof of the car, then rolled over the roof and hung down from the other side.

The bullet hole left by Woods followed him.

Facts have proved that as long as the reaction speed exceeds the speed of the enemy's "following the gun", dodging bullets is feasible!

Kazuma was extremely angry now, so he smashed the window glass on this side with a punch.

However, this is real glass, not the kind of glass made of sugar when he was acting in a movie. He Ma's fist directly bloodied his hands, and the glass shattered into his muscles.

Fortunately, the tense muscles prevented the glass from penetrating deep.

Kazuma directly grabbed Woods shooter by the collar and dragged him to the window.

There are iron railings on the windows here, otherwise He Ma would have entered through the windows here.

But it’s okay, Hema directly grabbed the man’s tie, used the tie as a rope, and performed strangulation—

At this time, the driver poked his head out from the front, and of course he also had a gun in his hand.

Hema had no choice but to give up the strangulation, and flipped back to the roof of the car. He was becoming more and more proficient in this action of flipping the roof of the car.

After crossing the roof, he swung in through the open door on the other side, and kicked Woods' shooter who hadn't recovered from the strangulation just now.

In the next step, he quickly pushed the gun extended from the co-pilot position forward.

The other side opened fire, and the bullet hit the driver in the shoulder.

The steering wheel suddenly lost control, and the car drifted amidst the sharp tires hissing.

Woods shooter was thrown towards the open car door.

The submachine gun flew out of his hand and flew into the night outside the car door.

He Ma stood on one foot, pulled the back of the front seat with his left hand, and slapped the co-pilot with his right hand. After two punches, he was distracted to kick the Woods shooter who had no Woods.

The North Korean man whose shoulder was punctured tried his best to control the steering wheel with one hand to save the van that was about to overturn.

But the rescue operation caused the van to wobble from side to side like a pendulum.

This turned out to be He Ma's advantage, and he found that he was now the most "fixed" person in the car.

He smashed the co-pilot's toad mirror, causing the shards to go into the co-pilot's eye.

He kicked Woods' shooter so he could barely hold on from being thrown out of the car.

Seeing that the toad shooter—no, the co-pilot of the toad mirror has no ability to resist, Hema turned his attention to the dedicated driver.

He punched the driver's shoulder wound: "Stop!"

The driver screamed, but he still controlled the car with one hand, showing no intention of stopping at all. He even stepped on the gas pedal to speed up the car—this way He Ma didn’t dare to act as the driver rashly. Everyone in the car will be gone.

Damn, what the hell are these people doing

It was only at this time that He Ma realized that he should read their entries. He just patronized Qiusheng and Bianren and didn't pay attention at all.

And this entry action, and the horse seems to be lazy if it doesn't pay attention to it.

Drivers have entries, and everyone has entries.

"Code 5971"

No instructions.

What is it

Take a closer look, everyone has this unexplained entry on their heads.

Hema was surprised, the bloody co-pilot pulled out a dagger and stabbed Hema.

He Ma leaned his upper body to hide, and the blade of the dagger melted the front of his clothes.

And the Woods shooter, whose face was completely swollen after being kicked by Kazuma a lot, stood still because the car was driving steadily. He rushed up and hugged Kazuma's waist, intending to push Kazuma to the ground. Hold on to the wall of the carriage.

While resisting the brute force of the man holding the waist, Kazuma grabbed the wrist of the co-pilot holding the dagger with his hand.

At this time, everything turned into a pure competition of personal strength.

The three men roared angrily in order to stimulate their strongest potential.

Finally, Kazuma gained the upper hand in terms of wrist strength, he successfully twisted the direction of the dagger, and then stabbed it into the co-pilot's chest bit by bit.

The co-pilot's breathing became more and more rapid, and with the rapid breathing, blood spurted out mouthfuls, apparently the dagger pierced his right lung.

Kazuma let go of his wrist that had lost strength, pulled out the dagger, and yelled, it stabbed at the side of the Woods shooter who was hugging his waist.

The screams seemed to declare the complete victory of He Ma.

The driver glanced at Hema, and then, a flash of courage flashed in his eyes.

He slammed the steering wheel, and the van smashed through the guardrail and into the oncoming lane.

He drove the bread towards the roaring dump truck.

The headlights of the dump truck are like cows, illuminating the entire compartment, and the sound of the horn is extremely shocking.