Chen Yi glanced and wanted to shoot all the Japanese through the thighs, or simply asked the well who was his strongest apprentice, and then shot an arrow at him and couldn't take care of himself.

But doing so will cause irreversible damage to the karate masters and will also cause irreversible damage to the future of the martial arts hall. At least one tyrannical comment cannot be removed.

Chen Yi raised his bow and arrow a little, recalling the long bow course of Ruoyuan Paladin. After roughly judging, he loosened the bowstrings as if it was slow.

A bone arrow flew towards the Japanese convoy at a 10-degree angle and nailed to the windshield of a Toyota Corolla. The cracks spread rapidly, just like Feng Lin's expression at the foot of the mountain - he liked this car very much.

"Mr. Chen" is furious at the foot of the mountain.

Chen Yi glanced at him, ignored him, put away his bow and arrow, and signaled the naked bear to take off his armor, and smiled at the students, "This is how martial arts is, there are times when you miss it at any time."

Feng Lin at the foot of the mountain really has no way to do anything. Although he is from the Self-Defense Force, if he wants to fight on such occasions, he can only look for abuse.

Even Jingzhong dared not take action, and he could only watch his little wife's face cracked and speechless.

I heard Chen Yiyuan ask, "Are you sure you want to compete with my apprentice?"

"No," Izuka replied solemnly.

"Seven days later, you're still in the martial arts hall, come here." Chen Yi waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

The well said nothing, and his apprentice started yelling.

The translator whispered: "They want to play immediately."

Chen Yi snorted and said in a voice that only translators could hear: "You translated the original words to them: I don't know which Japanese family you are. I hope it's best, but no matter what, this is China and Jiangning is my territory. If you really want to compete immediately, I promise that you guys who don't even have diplomatic visas will definitely suffer a big loss."

After repeating it, the strong Japanese man stopped talking.

The Japanese society with strict hierarchy has long told them what kind of people can live normally and what kind of people will live in pain.

Huizui Chung-chiang sighed helplessly, saying, "We will see you in 7 days", and then left without looking back. The black belt of karate is not only a problem of the enemy of a hundred people, but also a representative of spirit and identity. Whether in Japan or abroad, this is the worst attitude he has received. Of course, what makes him most angry is himself... If he persists and is shot and killed in front of the martial arts hall... Therefore, he dare not neglect for a moment... But as a respected black belt, persistence without fear of death is the real essence.

Sitting in the car, I sighed in the well: I am still too weak.

The people around him laughed all kinds of laughter, satirizing the image of the Japanese coming and leaving in a drooping manner. Among the classic domestic movies, there are such images and templates.

The army that defeated others without fighting gives people the feeling that there is no need to fight. The enrollment of the martial arts school has not been affected. The bad boys in Jiangbei society either follow Niu Xiang to bully neighbors or be bullied by Niu Xiang's subordinates. They really have no future. However, the martial arts school is still a way out.

Chen Yi waved his hand with a smile, and then handed over the enrollment work to Lin Haitao and She Lei, as well as a number of "old students".

But after arriving at the martial arts hall, Chen Yi called Nie Hao and asked, "What procedures do I need to go through if I want to expel several Japanese from China?"

Nie Hao asked his name with a smile and said, "Let's see what's going on tomorrow."

...

The next morning, Jing Zhongshui and his apprentices were deported without any hesitation. Neither the Karate Association's recommendation letter or the Mitsubishi Group's certificate had any effect.

Even though Yamashita Fenglin knew that it was Chen Yi, he only dared to ask Iwasaki Shin-chan for help.

The latter asked only: "Whether it has been officially expelled."

"Yes."

Iwasaki Masashi was immediately angry and said, "Then what's the use of finding me?"

Fenglin at the foot of the mountain was stunned.

Iwasaki Masato was also in a bad mood and cursed: "The Chen family is a member of China's hereditary political family. Even if you don't know the energy of China's aristocratic family, then you should also know the Aso family, Koizumi family, and Hatoyama family? Do you think we can be officially expelled in the well and then send him back? If you have that spirit, it's better to find another black belt."

After cursing, he still couldn't relieve his hatred and said angrily: "Who asked you to trouble Chen Yi? The Chen family originally served in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Can't you find other means except using violent means? Why did Chen Yi stand up for those untouchables? What are their interests in Jiangbei? Have you searched? Is there only blood clots in your brain? Bastard?"

Yamashita Toru thought: It is your default to ask Chen Yi, otherwise how could the water from the well be willing to come forward? However, although he had reasons, even though he was nearly 20 years older than Iwasaki Shin-chan, he was still by the phone. He was insulted for a while and could only keep saying "yes". In the end, he hung up the phone respectfully.

Niu Xiang couldn't understand Japanese, but only knew that there were constant rude words coming from his phone, so he shrank his neck and said nothing, so he didn't become a punching bag.

Feng Linyu at the foot of the mountain was still angry, and finally there was a place to borrow him. He angrily said: "You have carefully investigated Chen Yi and his martial arts hall, as well as the past and after he established the martial arts hall. Do you know the details about why he built the martial arts hall...?"

"Know some..."

"What do you know?"

"Chen Yi built the martial arts hall because there was a local Lin Yuan, who was his classmate." Speaking of Lin Yuan, Niu Xiang drooled secretly. He was all neighbors from the same district. He had talked to others a lot. If this woman hadn't been very heroic, he might have been stronger.

"Just for a classmate?"

Niu Xiang laughed twice and said, "That classmate is pretty."

"Go and get some information about her." The mountain Fenglin ordered.

"Don't mess with Chen Yi?" Niu Xiang was a little disappointed. The scene of kneeling on the ground begging him that day would be unforgettable for life.

Fenglin from the bottom of the mountain glared at him and said, "Get out."

Niu Xiang was stunned, then he reacted and left shyly.

Chen Yi seemed to have completely forgotten them, and started a new training with the newly recruited 52 students. Including the previous batch, the number of real students was only 61, including his apprentice Naked Bear. As for the 9 students who were excluded, they were completely reduced to working people and there was almost no possibility of continuing to upgrade.

All 52 final-level students have no more magical oil available. Only the first 9 students who passed the special training will have such preferential treatment.

This alone determines the strictness level in the martial arts hall in the future.

Now, She Lei just felt the benefits of the fallen magic oil. He felt a little sympathetic to those backward fellow villagers. He took advantage of the end of a training session and found a village that was helping to pour water and advised: "Old Huang, take advantage of the recent newcomer coming in, practice well. You are not busy pouring water. Take some time out every night. If you spend ten days and half a month, you may be a first-level student."

"What's the use?" Old Huang was very happy himself. He smiled and patted She Lei on the shoulder and said, "I know you are kind-hearted, but you don't understand. The more you learn, the less useless it is. You obviously have to pay 3,000 yuan and don't have to be as tired as you did during training. Why bother? After you know how to do it, you might have to fight. When the Japanese came that day, you also heard that it was about to kick the kiosk. When the war really started, you were a second-level student and you couldn't hide in the future."

"The student level is higher, and the salary will be increased. And there is a house to live in."

"You didn't go to live in that house? Besides, I'm asking you to live in, not for you." Old Huang consciously read it thoroughly and said confidently: "If you listen to half of the boss's words, just listen to it. What about giving a house at level 5, is it possible to give a villa at level 10? Don't worry about me, I will save it two or three years ago and go back to the village to plant fruit trees, sleep in bed every day to make money."

She Lei was speechless for a moment. His own allowance had actually reached 6,000 yuan, while the allowance for naked bears was 12,000 yuan. I heard that in the future, each level would be doubled, and at level 6 there would be 100,000 yuan, the monthly salary for level 9 was 800,000 yuan, and he could use level 3 magic medicine. But he finally had a few years in society and knew that he had told his fellow villagers that in addition to arousing jealousy, there would be no other benefits. People might think he was showing off...

Thinking of this, the persuasion became weak.

Old Huang smiled and changed the bucket and said, "Listen to me, don't be upset. What do you learn to do when fighting and killing? Now the police are wearing guns, and there are snipers in the armed police and other things. You have watched it on TV. That's a few thousand meters of killing people. Who can stop it? According to me, you can work honestly and earn money to go home, and your mother still lives in the village."

She Lei's scalp was thrusting tightly. He wanted to persuade others, but he was persuaded instead.

He had already said that, and he shook his head and went inside to continue practicing.

The goal of level five is not that difficult in his opinion.

There are many employees like Lao Huang. When they were working, they worked 1,200 yuan and occasionally made some extra money, which was just over 3,000 yuan. Now they only do some cleaning and changing water and targets every day, which is simply endless happiness. Someone said there: The work of civil servants is nothing more than that.

Their money was so happy that the students felt that it was unfair. Although they were all fellow villagers, they were obviously more hard-working, but what they got was the same.

Two or three days later, Liu Xinyu noticed this trend of thought and hurriedly came to inform Chen Yi.

Student Chen was in class in the classroom and first asked: "How many people have broken through Level 2 physical skills?"

"Lin Haitao looks like he's getting closer."

"What about level 1? Is there any increase?"

Liu Xinyu shook her head helplessly, feeling that she was a little bit like meeting her boss. God knows that the last time she met her real boss, it happened a few years ago.

Chen Yi stared at the textbook and said in a low voice: "What are you going to do?"

Liu Xinyu suddenly became happy. This time, Chen Yi said "how to do" instead of "how to think", and did not mention Jin Douna again.

She was secretly happy that the Korean girl was still not smart enough and did not know that the martial arts school was the direction of development. The organization was only a small part of the group that was guarding against the wrong key points. If you grasp the wrong key points, you will naturally lose trust.
Chapter completed!