Bright Sword: I am the old squad leader of the Northwest Shanxi Iron Triangle

"Why don't you, a Chinese, dare to fight with me?" Yamamoto Ikki said provocatively?

"Monk, step back. I will kill him with one blow." Ling Yunzhi is not a person who is easily angered.

But that beast Yamamoto Ikki said Ling Yunzhi was a Chinese.

This is a rather insulting term.

Since this guy is determined to die, let's grant his wish.

Upon hearing this, Wei Dayong quickly grasped the hilt of the knife and said, "Sir, such a beast is not worth your effort."

Wei Dayong was afraid that Ling Yunzhi would suffer a loss in front of the little devil Yamamoto Ikki: "I'll kill him for you."

"No need, I will kill him today." After Ling Yunzhi finished speaking, he hooked his finger at Yamamoto Ikki.

When Yamamoto Ikki saw that Ling Yunzhi had no weapon in his hand, he became very excited. He held the samurai sword in both hands, roared, and rushed straight towards Ling Yunzhi.

Yamamoto Ikki was worried that Ling Yunzhi would go back on his word, so he just wanted to get the shower value done quickly. Even if he died here, he would be satisfied.

As a special agent, does Yamamoto Ikki know what their duties are?

If it means killing Ling Yunzhi and annihilating the entire Yamamoto special forces, it would be worth it.

When Ling Yunzhi saw Yamamoto Ikki rushing towards him, he stood there motionless.

Duan Peng and Wei Dayong are both kung fu masters. They were shocked when they saw Ling Yunzhi's performance.

"Sir, be careful of this devil. He is very ruthless."

"Sir, here's your weapon." Wei Dayong roared and threw the knife in his hand to Ling Yunzhi.

Yamamoto Ikki rushed to Ling Yunzhi in a blink of an eye. He saw the knife thrown by Wei Dayong, then swung the samurai sword in his hand, and with a bang, he directly chopped the knife in Wei Dayong's hand to the ground.

"Bagayalu, you Chinese, go to hell." Yamamoto Kazunari held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the samurai sword in his hand came out sharply and with great force.

Yamamoto Ikki's sword strike was as fast as lightning.

Even if it was a buffalo, he could cut it into two pieces with this one blow.

Ling Yunzhi still did not dodge.

When Yamamoto Ikki's sword was about to hit him, he slightly turned his body.

When Yamamoto Ikki saw this, he was shocked and instantly swept the blade of his knife across.

At this time, Ling Yunzhi had already turned behind Yamamoto Ikki, and Yamamoto Ikki only felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Ling Yunzhi had already grabbed Yamamoto Ikki's neck, and then there was a snapping sound.

Before Yamamoto Ikki could react, his cervical vertebrae were instantly broken by Ling Yunzhi.

With a thud, Yamamoto fell heavily to the ground, unable to move.

At this time, Yamamoto Ikki was very conscious, but he couldn't move his whole body.

"With your mediocre skills, you still want to fight me." Ling Yunzhi curled his lips at Yamamoto Ikki.

"Duan Peng, Wei Dayong, you kill all the other members of Yamamoto's special forces in front of him." Ling Yunzhi had to either not do it or kill them to the point of destroying their hearts.

He wanted to let Yamamoto Ikki see with his own eyes that the Yamamoto special forces he trained were completely vulnerable in front of Duan Peng and Wei Dayong.

Wei Dayong and Duan Peng both nodded.

Everyone in Yamamoto's special forces was stunned. They never expected that Yamamoto Ikki, whom they regarded as the soul of the Yamamoto special forces, could not even land a single move in front of Lin Yunzhi.

Wei Dayong and Duan Peng each held a large ghost-head machete in their hands and waved at the Japanese Yamamoto special agents.

These Yamamoto agents were furious.

"Bageyalu, you damned Chinese people, go to hell."

"Kill them and avenge the commander."

"Kill all these lowly Chinese people."

Soon, the Japanese picked up the M3 submachine guns, quickly pulled the trigger, and rushed towards Wei Dayong and his men to shoot.

Bang, bang, bang! The anti-aircraft gun under Zhang Dabiao's feet fired.

Dense artillery shells flew straight towards the Yamamoto agents.

Rumbling sounds of explosions continued to ring out, and anti-aircraft shells exploded violently in front of the Japanese special agent Yamamoto.

There was a loud bang, and the Japanese Yamamoto special agents were blown to pieces, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and broken limbs and arms were scattered everywhere.

Within a few seconds, dozens of Yamamoto's special agents were all killed.

After seeing this, Wei Dayong, Duan Peng and others were so angry that they started cursing.

"Zhang Dabiao, what are you doing? We are just about to teach the Japs a lesson."

"Da Biao, you are meddling in other people's business. We are planning to kill all members of Yamamoto's special forces in front of Yamamoto Ikki."

Zhang Dabiao laughed when he heard this and said, "These bastards deserve to die."

Zhang Dabiao turned around and glanced at Wei Dayong and Duan Peng: "You two are really like dogs biting Lu Dongbin, you don't know how to appreciate a good person.

If I hadn't acted decisively, the submachine guns in the hands of these little devils would have mowed you down to pieces."

Zhang Dabiao got angry when he heard this. The explosion was not far from him. If he hadn't dodged quickly, the explosion would definitely have blown them into the sky.

"Are you hitting the Japanese? Why do I feel like you have some personal grudge against me?" Zhang Dabiao clenched his fists with a crackling sound.

"Alright, alright, let's see if that Yamamoto Ikki guy is dead?" Ling Yunzhi waved at everyone.

Duan Peng walked over.

Yamamoto Ikki's eyes were filled with fear. He had never expected that the Yamamoto special agent he had worked so hard to build would be so vulnerable in front of others.

Dozens of Yamamoto's special agents had been blown into balls of flesh and blood.

When the explosion happened just now, Yamamoto saw it clearly and saw clearly that many of Yamamoto's special agents were blown into bloody mist.

"Yamamoto Ikki, I've said it before, you are no match for me." Ling Yunzhi picked up Yamamoto Ikki from the ground.

Yamamoto Ikki was unable to move his whole body, and he wanted to speak but couldn't.

"Duan Peng, Yamamoto Ikki is left to you to deal with." After Ling Yunzhi finished speaking, he threw the scene of the mountain to Duan Peng.

Duan Peng was extremely excited after seeing this. He patted Wei Dayong on the shoulder and said, "Monk, come back with me. These little devils just did evil in our village. We have to make them suffer a lot."

Wei Dayong jumped onto a sidecar three-wheeled motorcycle and headed straight for the village with Duan Peng and Yamamoto Ikki.

"The rest of you follow me back to the city."

"Yes……"

"Take all the bodies of the Yamamoto agents and notify the reporters to come to Pingshun County to prepare for the photo shoot."

"understand……"

Two hours later, at Ling Yunzhi's headquarters in Pingshun County.

Dozens of reporters gathered.

At the gate of the command center, the remains of dozens of Japanese special agent Yamamoto were laid out together.

When these reporters saw the corpses of the special agents on the Japanese soldiers, they immediately became interested. They had never seen such well-equipped Japanese soldiers.