Republic of China era: A hundred-year-old still practicing martial arts? Is that right?

The waitress's exquisite makeup was smudged and ruined by crying.

Upon hearing the words uttered by the Japanese man, she abruptly stopped, a look of bewilderment and disbelief flashing in her eyes.

She had heard Charlie mention a Japanese friend before.

This Japanese friend envied their love and repeatedly asked Charlie to meet her, but she refused each time.

Could this be the Japanese friend Charlie was talking about?

The last tear slid down the waiter's cheek.

She no longer resisted, as if her faith had collapsed, and allowed the Japanese to tear off her clothes.

The other waiter had long since disappeared, nowhere to be found.

Just as the Japanese were about to succeed in their evil scheme,

The kitchen door was suddenly pushed open.

A musket peeked out from the doorway.

"boom!"

The exploding shrapnel tore through the air, casting streaks of red light onto the Japanese man's back.

The Japanese man reacted extremely quickly.

He suddenly drew his blood-stained katana.

He blocked half of the bullet fragments in front of him, with only a few fragments penetrating his wide kimono.

"Splash!"

Bullet fragments fell to the ground.

The Japanese man suddenly stood up, his blood-stained longsword pointed at the door, and shouted sharply:

"Don't leave!"

At the entrance.

Lin Ji and his three companions were mingling in the crowd.

"Splash!"

The Japanese man finished speaking.

At the restaurant entrance, a series of clattering sounds of leather shoes hitting the ground rang out.

A group of twelve foreigners, all dressed in kimonos, stood in a row at the door.

A wealthy woman was helping a bald, middle-aged Western man, much older than herself, walk at the front of the crowd when they bumped into twelve Westerners entering through the door.

The leading Japanese man gave the noblewoman no chance to react.

A flash of blade light.

The noblewoman's head flew three meters away.

The Westerner's eyes widened in disbelief. He reached up and pulled at his collar, revealing a silver cross. He mumbled an explanation in Chinese.

The Japanese man glanced at the scene and then let out a cold snort.

A cold glint flashed in his hand once more.

The blade fell to the ground.

The head of a Westerner flew through the air along with half of a severed cross.

"Take all these people back."

The Japanese man who had been standing in the restaurant glanced at the two corpses, and finally his gaze fell on Liu Qingzhu and Gu Yanqiu in the crowd.

The lewd glint that had long since vanished from his eyes reappeared.

With a "whoosh," the blood-stained katana was sheathed, and the Japanese man slowly stepped forward, a feigned respect appearing on his face.

"Ladies, my name is Takeda Yuuki. I am new to your esteemed place and am unfamiliar with local etiquette. I have offended you and would like to ask if you may come to my residence so that I may apologize to you."

Liu Yuanbao, who was in Liu Qingzhu's arms, suddenly broke free from his sister's embrace and shouted in his childish voice:

"You Japanese devil, you're a murderer! Don't you dare talk to my sister!"

Takeda Yuichi abruptly turned his head, a ferocious look flashing across his face. His eyes narrowed, and he reached into his robes, rummaged around for a moment, and pulled out a piece of candy wrapped in oil paper, which he then handed to Liu Yuanbao.

"Children really do speak without thinking."

"Uncle will give you a piece of candy. Don't say things like that again."

Liu Yuanbao showed no gratitude whatsoever. With a spirited look in his eyes, he raised his hand and swung it sharply, knocking the candy out of the Japanese man's hand.

"Baka!"

Among the twelve Japanese men, one of them suddenly shouted, and with a "whoosh," he drew his samurai sword from its sheath, the blade flashing as it slashed towards Liu Yuanbao.

In an instant!

A chilling light flashed!

As if sensing the chill, Liu Yuanbao suddenly shrank his neck.

"Ding!"

A metallic clang rang out in mid-air.

The samurai sword in the Japanese man's hand froze in mid-air.

Two fingers pinched the blade.

The samurai sword, gleaming with a chilling light, could no longer advance an inch.

Takeda Yuki suddenly raised his eyebrows and saw the owner of those two fingers.

The owner of the fingers had an old face covered with wrinkles and white hair that fluttered in the wind.

Takeda Yuki's pupils shrank sharply; he had seen this man before.

On the Westerners' arrest warrants.

"Bang!"

The samurai sword held between Lin Ji's fingers made a crisp sound.

It broke in mid-air.

The two women behind him and Takeda Yuki in front of him attacked almost simultaneously.

Takeda Yuki suddenly lowered his body, and a cold light flashed at his waist.

The samurai sword, reeking of blood and gleaming with a chilling light, flashed and struck towards Lin Ji's waist!

Lin Ji had seen this move before.

I saw it on TV in my past life.

Iaijutsu!

Lin Ji was about to use "Hidden Dragon Abyss" to block the samurai sword that was emitting a burst of energy.

A slender hand holding a three-inch sword emerged from the side.

"Bang!"

A crisp metallic clang rang out.

The three-inch sword steadily blocked the samurai sword.

Takeda Yuki's pupils dilated in shock.

His attacks were always deadly.

They reached an agreement quickly and gained a good reputation even within the island.

They were actually stopped just like that.

He couldn't help but take a closer look at the woman who had made the move.

Beneath her short, curly black hair, her eyes and brows were unusually aloof.

He had seen those eyes and eyebrows before.

"You're the advisor for the Green Robe Gang!"

A chill ran down Takeda Yuki’s spine and up to the back of his head.

He's in big trouble this time!

Liu Qingzhu remained expressionless, her face still cold. With a sudden movement, her three-inch sword bypassed the samurai sword and plunged into Takeda Yuki's arm with a "thud".

The hidden force penetrates the body.

In the blink of an eye, Takeda Yuki's arm turned bluish-purple, and the veins under his skin were clearly visible.

Takeda Yuki was shocked. He twisted his foot and took three steps back, shouting at the top of his lungs at the twelve men who had rushed at him.

"Kill them!"

The twelve people unleashed their auras.

A total of ten Ming Jin (manifest strength) and two An Jin (hidden strength)!

"Uncle Lin, you take Yuanbao and go first."

Liu Qingzhu gently pushed Liu Yuanbao, who was in her arms, into Lin Ji's embrace, and chased after him with her three-inch sword in hand.

She didn't take the two Japanese samurai with their internal energy cultivation seriously at all.

In just one exchange, both men had a bloody hole in their chests. Although it wasn't fatal, it still made their movements slow and sluggish.

Gu Yanqiu charged out from in front of Lin Ji.

Her steps were steady, and the hidden energy she exuded caused her clothes to flutter.

He single-handedly stopped two wounded martial artists with internal energy.

The remaining ten Ming Jin warriors surrounded and attacked from all directions.

They looked at the two people who remained, one old and one young.

A sinister grin spread across their faces.

The ten Ming Jin warriors looked menacing.

With the abilities of martial arts proficiency and the ability to read qi and situation, plus the assistance of the Hidden Dragon Abyss, Lin Ji was not afraid of facing ten Ming Jin fighters at all.

"Yuanbao, follow behind Grandpa Lin."

Lin Ji lowered his head and whispered a word to Liu Yuanbao, who was trembling slightly.

Liu Yuanbao looked up at Lin Ji and nodded emphatically.

next moment.

His aura surged.

A powerful aura erupted from Lin Ji's body.

His aura was so solid that it forced the ten Ming Jin warriors, who were pressing forward, to a sudden halt.

Lin Ji stood still.

With a powerful punch, he met the samurai sword that gleamed with a chilling light.

The samurai sword left only a white mark on Lin Ji's fist.

The samurai wielding the katana staggered back several steps.

"Grandpa Lin, be careful!"