Chapter 598

See ye Chen!

The man with broken arms looks ecstatic. He immediately takes Chen Xue and the blind man to meet him and bows solemnly: "Wu Hong, deputy head of Xingyiquan martial arts school, has seen Mr. Ye!"

"All of you are Chinese, so you don't have to do that!"

Ye Chen raised his empty hand and stopped him from seeing the ceremony. He noticed his empty sleeve with blood stains on his left arm. He frowned and said, "who broke your hand?"

"Mr. Ye!"

Chen Xue said in tears, "Uncle Wu's hand was cut off by Liu Sheng Xinyang of Liu Sheng's family, and uncle Zheng's right eye was hurt by the other's concealed weapon."

Speaking of this, she was already sobbing: "Uncle Wu didn't even have time to pick up the broken hands, so he and uncle Zheng fought to death to protect me and escaped. I dragged them down."

"Everything was done by Liu Sheng's family. They arrested the eldest brother and all the Chinese in the martial arts school." The blind man gnawed his teeth for a while, and the gauze in his right eye was still soaked with blood.

"Liu Sheng Xinyang, ye Mou wrote it down!"

Ye Chen's eyes were as cold as a knife, and then he said, "three, ye Mou is here to apologize to you and all the Chinese practitioners involved!"

After saying that, he bent to one bullet, and two pills shot at Wu Hong and the blind man from his hands. He said: "this is Sheng Sheng Zaohua pill, which can make you two recover from the injury after taking it!"

"Mr. Ye, here..."

Wu Hong and the blind man were shocked at the pills in their hands.

They've just heard that ye Chen's fighting power is unparalleled.

But it's the first time to know that ye Chen will make pills!

They hesitated for a few seconds, sat down, and then opened their mouths to swallow the pills in their hands. As soon as the pills entered their throats, they turned into a pure energy and scattered it to the four limbs.

They only felt the itch of the injured place, like countless insects wriggling in the bone.

The next moment.

Wu Hong's empty sleeves became full with the speed visible to the naked eye. He subconsciously took off his coat, only to see his originally cut arms grow again.

The blind man took off the gauze on his right eye and felt himself to recover his right eye: "I My eyes don't hurt. I can see it

Chen Xue, who has grown so big, has been shocked for the first time.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Ye!"

Wu Hong and ye Chen embrace each other and embrace each other. Their faces are full of gratitude. At the same time, there are waves in their hearts.

"This is what ye should do! "

Ye Chen shakes his head slightly:" now take me to your martial arts school. It's incumbent on ye to rescue all the Chinese who are involved by me! "

"Mr. Ye, do you need to send this back to China?"

Wu Hong hesitated and suggested, "I mean it's not just a matter of Mr. Ye alone, but also a matter of dignity in China's spiritual circle."

Speaking of this, he hugged his fist and said, "with Mr. Ye's prestige in China, I just need to cheer up. I believe that when 300000 practitioners in China learn about this, they will come together to level the Japanese spiritual circle!"

"Yes, my eldest brother has three brothers of the same clan. If you let them know what happened to us, even if there are five steps of blood splashing, you should kill in Japan to get justice for our country!"

The former blind man scowled!

Without a word, ye Chen stepped forward and walked into a car slowly, with a murderous voice from inside to outside!

"It's enough for China to have ye nankuang alone!"

……

Shinjuku District in Chiyoda, the capital of Japan, is one of the most famous prosperous business districts in Japan, and also the area with the largest number of Chinese people. Countless Chinese practitioners opened a school here to teach boxing, or to promote national skills.

The martial arts school set up by the three people is in this area.

When ye Chen arrived at Xinxiu district under the guidance of Wu Hong and was about to go to Chen's Xingyiquan hall, he looked at the deep streets beside him.

He sensed the smell of fighting.

After the divine sense was enveloped, there were only more than ten people fighting in the deep streets. An old man led two young men and women to be surrounded by more than ten people, showing despair.

Among them, ye Chen, the elder, only felt familiar.

Seeing that he stopped, Wu Hong asked, "what's the matter, Mr. Ye?"

"Nothing, meet an acquaintance!"

Ye Chen shakes his head slightly, his figure flashes, and steps out. He is as fast as thunder and roars towards the place where he fights.

Deep in the streets.

Seeing that the three of them were surrounded tightly, Wu Changchun subconsciously protected the two disciples behind him, and his heart was filled with despair and anger.

He accidentally offended a big man in the south of China half a year ago. In order to avoid retaliation, he had to cross the ocean to seek refuge in Japan and open a Yongchun boxing hall by the way, which is also a livelihood.

In the past six months, the martial arts school has been well opened. Unexpectedly, it has changed suddenly. Countless Japanese have closed the Chinese industry door-to-door, even arrested the Chinese practitioners on the street.

When he saw something wrong, he led his two disciples to run away. Unexpectedly, he was still stopped here, although the other side just let himself be captured without hurting his life.

But Wu Changchun did not dare to agree.

Because on the way to escape, he was seriously injured, not to mention, but also witnessed the mistreatment of many Chinese practitioners, including many women, and just behind him was a female disciple who had always been extremely filial and good-looking.

When he was thinking about it, one of the more than ten Japanese men in suits said with a smile: "Chinese, I'll say it again for the last time, you have no way to escape. If you don't want to die, you'd better catch yourself!"

When he said this, his eyes remained on the female disciple behind Wu Changchun, and he did not hide the lust of his eyes.

As soon as the words came out, the young men and women behind Wu Changchun called out immediately, and pulled Wu Changchun to death.

"Master..."

Wu Changchun smiled miserably and flashed a resolute color in his eyes: "the Chinese martial artists only have to stand dead, not kneel to live. Come on, Grandpa Wu, I have to pull several cushions to die!"

"Kill him!"

The man in the suit was furious.

At that time, three Japanese men pulled out their swords and cut them at Wu Changchun. At the same time, the faces of the three Japanese men were like a cat playing a mouse.

At this time, a strong wind suddenly swept in the distance, which contains the breath of extreme terror.

In the past, the three Japanese men who cut at Wu Changchun were motionless as if they were petrified.

"Bang!"

Before the reaction, the bodies of the three men exploded, including the swords in their hands.

Next moment!

A man in a strong black suit and a thin figure stepped on in the wind. In a few steps, he crossed hundreds of meters and appeared in front of the crowd.