Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 213 I am a strong person

Su Manxiang saw the situation in the room clearly and her face looked extremely ugly.

She thought there were only one or two people coming to trade, but she never expected that there were more than a dozen strong men.

She was a doctor and could tell at a glance that these people were all full of energy and strong.

His health is much better than those thugs like Zhang Jiancong.

At this moment, she finally understood why Ye Changqing didn't let her come.

Seeing the old man calling her, she subconsciously took a step back.

Watanabe Keita saw the timidity in Su Manxiang's eyes and the panic on her pretty face. That kind of pitiful feeling, coupled with her plump figure.

He felt inexplicably excited: "Don't be nervous, I'm not a tiger.

Come here, let's talk about the medical book!"

Ye Changqing took a step sideways, blocking the old man's sight: "If you want to buy medical books, talk to me."

Watanabe Keita's gaze shifted to Ye Changqing: "Where's the medical book?"

Ye Changqing frowned: "Where's the money?"

Watanabe Keita glanced at the person next to him. The person put the box on the ground, opened the suitcase, and revealed stacks of red banknotes inside: "Give me the medical book, this is your reward.

This money is enough for you to live a good life.”

Ye Changqing's expression became even colder: "This is at most two million.

The agreed amount of 200 million is far from enough."

Watanabe Keita shook his head slightly, a sharp cold light flashing across his face covered with age spots: "You are not qualified to bargain with me.

Just take whatever amount of money I give you.

If you make me unhappy, you won't even get this little money!"

Ye Changqing glanced at the old man coldly: "You want to steal the medical book?"

Watanabe Keita shook his head slightly: “Young man, you can get it with your fists without any effort.

Why should I give money?

Hand over the medical book!"

Ye Changqing clenched his fists and wanted to step forward to fight, but thinking of Su Manxiang behind him, he stood still and said, "There's no way I can hand over the medical book."

Watanabe Keita's dim old eyes shone with a chilling glint. He said to the young man who had just raised the money, "The true owner of the medical book is that woman. This man is a hindrance. Kill him!"

The young man came out again, looking at Ye Changqing as if he were a dead person: "Remember, the person who killed you is called Watanabe Bunichi.

Samurai school.

Takeuchi flow.

Founder, Hisamori Takeuchi."

Ye Changqing looked coldly at the man who called himself Watanabe Bunichi without saying a word.

When Su Manxiang heard what the young man said, her heart rose to her throat.

She doesn't understand what Takeuchi-ryu is.

But it sounds like it's very powerful.

Subconsciously, her little hands grasped the corner of her clothes and she looked at Ye Changqing's back nervously.

When Watanabe Wen saw Ye Changqing, he didn't dare to speak, as if he was scared silly.

There was a look of disdain on his face: “I didn’t expect that I, Watanabe Bunichi, have been practicing Takeuchi Ryu for fifteen years.

The first person I killed was a loser like you.

Killing you would be a disgrace to my identity as a warrior. It's such damn bad luck!

go to hell! "

As he spoke, he walked to within one step of Ye Changqing, pulled his arm back, and then punched out suddenly.

Click~

There was a sound of bones breaking.

His fist stopped halfway in mid-air, then he covered his neck and made a groaning sound in pain.

Soon, because he couldn't breathe, his face turned blue and purple, and then he fell to the ground, struggled a few times, and then became motionless.

Watanabe Keita's old face was filled with shock. He was so focused on the woman that he didn't notice what was happening. His young master was dead.

Then his expression turned ferocious: "It turns out you are an expert.

I really underestimated you!"

After saying this, he waved his hand and a strong man next to him stood up.

The man was in his thirties, with strong and powerful muscles and fists as big as casseroles.

There are several scars on his face, and you can tell at a glance that he is a veteran who has been tempered by battle.

He was extremely cautious from the moment he walked out.

He clenched his fists and approached little by little: “Watanabe Bunichi was careless when he fought with someone for the first time.

But I won’t…”

Just said this.

Ye Changqing suddenly punched out.

Crack~The sound of the larynx breaking was heard.

He covered his larynx and opened his mouth wide, as if to take a breath of air, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't draw any air into his mouth.

He covered his neck, struggled in pain for a while, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Watanabe Keita frowned, with horror in his eyes. This person had been with him for a long time, and his strength was absolutely terrifying.

Unexpectedly, he was killed by another punch.

He now realized that he had met a master. With a wave of his hand, a dozen people around him surrounded Ye Changqing.

Watanabe Keita breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ye Changqing being surrounded, even though he was very good at fighting.

Two fists are no match for four hands.

Ye Changqing is dead.

He couldn't help but sigh: "I have been away from this continent for too long.

I thought traditional martial arts were just fancy moves, but I didn't expect there were people who could fight so well."

Ye Changqing understood something: "I thought you were from Japan.

So you are a fake devil!"

Watanabe Keita smiled and said, "I admire the strong, and the traditional martial arts here are all fancy.

Japanese warriors practice killing skills.

I went there to get stronger.

You don't have to be so sarcastic!"

A trace of disdain flashed in Ye Changqing's eyes: "Are Japanese warriors very strong?

Those two just now were vulnerable!"

Watanabe Keita's old face twitched. "You are too ignorant. You have never been abroad and have never seen a real Japanese warrior. You don't understand what a samurai is or what a ninja is."

What is the Five Vehicles Technique, what is the escape technique, and what is the Eight Gates of Ninja.

What is swordsmanship, what is Iaijutsu...

There are too many to list even if I talk to you for ten days and ten nights.

You didn't win by strength just now.

You are attacking by surprise, but you can't always succeed in your surprise attacks.

Forget it, I don't want to waste my time talking to a dying person like you!"

A fierce light flashed in Ye Changqing's eyes, and he suddenly rushed forward and rushed into the crowd.

Bone-breaking fist!

It directly hit the person walking in front.

Click~

The sound of bones cracking rang out. The man's sternum shattered, leaving a fist-shaped dent in his chest.

Click, click, click...

Ye Changqing's figure flashed quickly, and he punched out one after another.

The sound of broken bones came one after another, filling the air.

When Ye Changqing stopped.

A dozen people behind him covered their chests and fell to the ground one by one, blood gushing out, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

Watanabe Keitai's old face turned pale, and he looked at Ye Changqing in horror: "You...you are not a warrior, you...you are a cultivator?

You are actually a rare cultivator?"

Ye Changqing walked towards Watanabe Keita step by step: "Aren't you admire Qiang?

You went to Japan, so the Japanese medical skills must be advanced. Why did you come back and buy medical books at such a high price? Is the Japanese medical skills not strong enough?"

Watanabe Keita stepped back in fear: "Who said it's not strong? Japanese traditional Chinese medicine is world-famous."

Kampo medicine?

Ye Changqing said coldly: “Listen to the name, Chinese medicine doctor, even the name was stolen from here.

You have the audacity to say it's Japanese medical skills.

Now you come to steal the medical book again, if the Japanese medical skills are strong.

Is it necessary to come here and snatch the medical book?"

Watanabe Keita was stunned, then a bitter look appeared on his face: "Am I wrong?

I should have had the resources to go to Japan and help them find medical books..."

When he said this, he saw Ye Changqing relax.

Suddenly, he shot out, holding a sharp blade, and stabbed directly at Ye Changqing's throat. At this moment, his old body seemed to have returned to the peak state of his youth.

His figure is as fast as the wind.

Ye Changqing's eyes showed surprise and he quickly retreated.

Cultivator!

This old guy is actually a cultivator!

It was possible for such terrifying speed to burst out from the aging body in an instant.

Ye Changqing retreated more than five meters in a few breaths.

But he still couldn't escape the sharp blade two inches in front of his throat.

And he had already retreated to the wall!