Spy Wars: As long as I'm subtle enough, no one will doubt me

Li Da Mao glanced outside the door to make sure no Japanese lady from the Secret Service Department passed by.

Then he whispered, "A little old Japanese set up a ring and said he wanted to challenge all the masters in Xinjing. There was a red cloth tray on the ring, with fifty small yellow croakers on it! He said whoever beat him could take the money. I couldn't help but pass by and take a look at the excitement. There were also Imperial Army soldiers standing guard. The Japanese were too arrogant..."

"Oh? What's your name?"

After all, this isn't the first time this has happened.

Liu Long asked casually.

"I asked, and it seemed like his name was Liu Sheng or something..." Li Da Mao scratched the back of his head and couldn't remember.

Yagyu?

Liu Long's heart moved, and he thought of the last time Kubo Lin seduced him.

Is that the little old man in the blue kimono next to Michiko Yagyu?

“Where is the location?

"It's right at the intersection of Shuntian Street. There are a lot of people there."

Liu Long asked Li Damao about his exact location.

After get off work, I invited Chiyo Shizuko to go to the old restaurant for a drink in the evening.

Chiyo Shizuko certainly knew what would happen after "drinking".

She sat in the passenger seat.

The arrogant look he had in the police station was gone.

Her pretty face was red, and she lowered her head to smell the perfume she had just sprayed on her body to see if it was pungent...

Liu Long deliberately drove past the arena.

Liu Long pretended to look out and said in surprise, "Oh, there's a ring here? There's also a small yellow croaker, Miss Chiyo, shall we go down and take a look?"

"Hi! It seems like someone is challenging us." Chiyo Shizuko also likes martial arts and became interested.

I just got off work and the Spring Equinox is about to arrive.

It doesn't get dark as early as in winter, and the water on the ground has frozen into icicles again.

Chiyo Shizuko almost slipped and was quickly caught by Yanagi Ryuu who was behind her.

It was more like Shizuko falling into Yanagi Ryu's arms.

Baka... Liu Sang's chest is still so warm...

Shizuka stood up with a blush on her pretty face, this female master who used to be so arrogant in front of Liu Long.

Now she was like a little bird, taking Liu Long's hand, and standing under the ring among the crowd.

Liu Long didn't think much about it. He squeezed into the crowd and looked at the arena intently.

The arena is not big, it is just square.

The area is at most more than 30 square meters.

Fifty small yellow croakers are not a small number, and money is a great asset.

What Li Damao said is right, just for the money, everyone likes to watch this fun.

The skinny old man in a green kimono on the stage caught Liu Long's attention.

His finger joints are thick and his palms are covered with calluses. He is holding a samurai sword and closing his eyes to rest.

The waist is narrow and the shoulders are broad.

The arm span is also slightly longer than that of ordinary people.

Although there were so many people watching the fun around, it was quite noisy.

But this man just stood there, emitting an aura.

It is a kind of momentum that is ready to go, but it looks very restrained and out of tune with the surrounding environment.

Only top martial artists have this kind of focus that is not affected by the environment...

A Japanese translator who could speak Chinese, with a Japanese flag that read "Victory" tied on his head.

He was holding a metal loudspeaker and shouting in a stiff Zhongzhou dialect:

"Mr. Yagyu comes from the distant Kyoto, Japan, and is the world's number one swordsman."

"I have come to Xinjing to challenge all the masters! Sign a life and death document. If you win, this plate of gold will be yours! If you lose, you may lose your life... Who else dares to come up and challenge me?"

He had a disdainful attitude and looked down on the people in the audience.

Liu Long frowned slightly, but Chiyo Shizuko beside him seemed to have heard of him, and exclaimed in a low voice: "This is the Yagyu Tajima no Kami of the Yagyu family, the Yagyu family's most famous swordsman in Kyoto. How did he come to Xinjing? According to his status, he should be the uncle of the Security Bureau, Ms. Yagyu Michiko."

"Oh, so that's it..."

Liu Long's heart sank. Three of the four great warriors around Michiko Yagyu were killed by him and Wang Yuyan.

At this time, the masters of the Yagyu family arrived in Xinjing and set up a ring...

It feels a bit like revenge...

Liu Long wanted to ask something else, but he heard the spectators around him exclaiming:

"That's a plate of gold! Is there no one who has tried it?"

"Hey! Why not?"

"The ring was set up this morning, and someone went up. We are from Manchuria, a young man full of vigor and vitality. He has practiced martial arts for more than ten years. I heard that he learned from Huo Qingyun from Hebei!"

"Hey, Master Huo! Master Huo is now the imperial guard of our Manchuria! So we won, right?"

"I thought I could win. After all, as the old saying goes, a young man is better than a strong man! Guess what?"

"After a few encounters, he was punched in the chest by that old Japanese guy. He was breathing more than he was breathing out, and was carried away! I don't know if he's dead or alive... I don't know if Master Huo knows about this."

Liu Long frowned. He knew Huo Qingyun.

A very famous martial artist during the Republic of China period and the seventh generation master of Bajiquan.

During the Guangxu period, Huo Qingyun was born in Hebei.

In the 16th year of the Republic of China, Huo Qingyun followed his master Huo Dian Ge to Tianjin, where he served as a military instructor under General Li Jinglin of Tianjin.

At that time, the Japanese were very rampant in Tianjin. In front of Li Jinglin, Huo Qingyun defeated the Japanese samurai Deguchi Iwata with one move.

Not only did it bring honor to the Chinese people, it also earned the reputation of "Iron Frame".

In the 21st year of the Republic of China, Huo Qingyun followed the puppet emperor of Manchukuo to the Northeast. Unwilling to be controlled by the Japanese devils, he secretly assisted him in forming the Guards. In order to strengthen their control, the Japanese devils severely suppressed Huo Qingyun and sent karate, judo, and kendo masters to challenge him many times.

They were all defeated one after another by Huo Qingyun with his bare hands.

In the 24th year of the Republic of China, Huo Qingyun took several Huo family members who served in the military to play in the park. Several Japanese soldiers deliberately provoked them, and the Huo family members used Bajiquan to repel the military dogs and let the dogs bite them (this true story was later used in the movie Wolf Warriors).

In the same year, Huo Qingyun clashed with Japanese soldiers and killed two military dogs on the spot, injured two colonels of the Kwantung Army and more than a dozen Japanese soldiers. Huo Qingyun was forced to return to the Northeast and take refuge with the puppet Manchukuo emperor.

He is indeed a hero and a master of his generation.

Liu Long was quite curious. How could the disciples of Baji Master Huo Qingyun only last a few encounters?

What is the strength of this old man?

Then I saw a big Soviet man, who might have been envious of all the gold, taking off his coat.

It was still cold in early spring. With his red fur on his chest, he stepped heavily onto the ring. He hooked his finger at Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami, who was two heads shorter than him, and said in a rough voice in Soviet language: "Let me try!"

"Look, there are still people who are not afraid of death!"

"It's still the Soviet Union. This head looks like a black bear."

"Watch the fun, watch the fun!"

When Yagyu Tajima-no-kami heard that someone dared to come up on stage to challenge him, he opened his eyes and nodded slightly.

The translator next to him brought the document and asked the Soviet to sign it.

The Soviet man growled, relying on his large size and strong physical fitness to look down on others.

He opened his arms and waved his fists, attacking Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's face and shoulders.

This fighting in the ring is also different from ordinary martial arts competitions.

Whoever is beaten to death or disabled loses; whoever falls off the ring also loses.

I think if I can force this old man to step down, I will win! Then I will get the gold!