Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 1056

Chapter 1056 Sorry, I lied to you again!

As the light of the sword appeared, Fujiwara Senio's pupils shrank sharply.

He is still superficial after all, and his understanding of the term "despicable and shameless" is far from enough.

Tang Dao didn't bring extra military thorns, but Baga's people did.

Moreover, it was a very sharp knife, a saber made from the barrel of a destroyed Type 41 75 mountain gun.

It's just that at this moment, Fujiwara Senzuo couldn't care less about how fast the saber hidden by Tang Dao was. This sudden sword really cost his life.

No matter how hard his body was built, the only result of having the main artery in his neck cut open was death.

If it were anyone else, no one would be able to avoid Tang Dao's long-planned move.

It must be a martial arts genius like Fujiwara Senzuo who has been honed in various martial arts arenas. Although his brain did not react, his body responded optimally to Tang Danzao's superb 'techniques'.

The unconventional twist of the neck, although a little forced, was enough to avoid the sudden fatal blow.

However, while a large piece of meat was cut off from the shoulders, the body was also somewhat unbalanced.

Masters compete with each other and can tolerate such mistakes. Tang Dao, who was about to miss him, whipped him with a side kick and kicked Fujiwara Senzuo **** the knees who had just escaped.

There was only a muffled sound of "bang".

Sentio Fujiwara rolled continuously for five or six meters like a gourd on the ground, then managed to stand up and looked at Tang Dao with gritted teeth, but one leg was dragged on the ground, and he could no longer stand up.

Obviously, Tang Dao's hard kick at the joint of his leg had actually broken the joint.

With a huge red envelope on his head, at least two taels of flesh cut off from his shoulders and bleeding profusely, and a broken leg, the top young master of Japanese martial arts could not be more embarrassed at this time.

Tang Dao held in his mouth a strange-looking knife with a blade that was only 20 centimeters long but 3 centimeters wide. The back of the knife was covered with jagged teeth. He quietly stared at the powerful opponent who had been fighting with him for a long time. There was deep sarcasm in his eyes.

The Japanese martial arts master in front of him, although he joined the army, still didn't quite understand the meaning of the word soldier.

No one wants to constantly wander on the edge of life and death and play games to temper themselves. What a soldier wants is not to become stronger, but to protect the people and the land he wants to protect.

Facing all enemies who want to invade the land they protect, what soldiers have to do is to kill them, using all possible means.

Do you know why Tang Dao is called Tang Dao? Because in the future, the Republic's most personal weapon is a knife, a tiger-tooth saber.

It is not as famous as those multi-functional sabers in the Western world. The biggest feature of the Tiger Tooth Saber is that it is hard and fast enough.

After Teacher Xiao He's military factory finally got a steel-making furnace, Tang Dao could finally see his familiar and familiar saber again.

Taking into account the places he must go to in the future, the Tiger Tooth Saber was designed and made into two main and auxiliary swords. One is a normal size, and the other is naturally a miniature version of the Tang Dao currently chewed in his mouth. It is easier to hide, but The killing effect is equally impressive.

Tang Dao always carries a military spur at all times. Over time, it gives the impression that Tang Dao likes to use stabbing skills. Even Fujiwara Senxiong was deceived by him.

Until Tang Dao almost cut his carotid artery with a large cut, he realized that Tang Dao's knife skills were even more terrifying, even without using his hands.

He opened his mouth and took the knife in his hand. He shook his wrist slightly and played with the knife beautifully, then thrust it behind his back. The scabbard made of cooked cowhide that was firmly tied behind his shoulder fit perfectly and he put the knife away. .

Tang Dao, who had completely gained the upper hand, had obviously regarded Fujiwara Senio as a dead man, so he showed off his skills in front of him.

Sentio Fujiwara almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

No wonder when he used his hand as a knife to chop Tang Dao's shoulder, he felt that Tang Dao's skin was tougher than cowhide. It turned out that this time he did not hide the weapon in his arms, but hid it behind his shoulder.

At that time, what he struck with his hand knife was actually a cooked cowhide strip. The real force that could fall on the Tang knife was nothing out of ten.

Otherwise, how could Tang Dao's arm just dislocate? At that time, he almost suspected that his strength had become weaker after leaving the island.

Really, Tang Dao is simply the magic star in his life. Ever since meeting this man, the young leader in Japanese martial arts has felt a sense of self-doubt from time to time.

Te Liang's looks so much like love!

If he said what he was thinking to Tang Dao, Tang Dao would not dare to use his venomous words anymore and would directly go forward and kill him.

Of course, that's not scary. What's scary is that Tang Dao is so insidious that even if his arm is dislocated, he doesn't have to tie the knife to resist his hand knife. It wasn't until the last moment when both of them were exhausted that he used his last edge. .

This kind of character is actually the first person Fujiwara Senio has seen in his life.

Fortunately, he rolled up his sleeves to show himself that he was not carrying a weapon. It turned out that he was just lying to a stupid boy again.

　　Fujiwara Senzuo is good at thinking this through. He just endures not to spit out blood and reveal his weakness in front of his lifelong enemy.

But Tang Dao is not a good person, and maybe he knows that Fujiwara Senio loves Beep the most, so he should be satisfied at this moment.

He grinned and showed his white teeth: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fujiwara, I lied to you again. I didn't bring a spur, but I accidentally brought a knife. But I said that was not my intention. I don't know if you believe it or not."

There is a saying in China: When you go out, your wife will tell you to drink less and eat more vegetables. If you encounter a robber, you'll kill him like a son of a bitch. "

“I believe you, you big-headed devil!” Fujiwara Senzuo widened his eyes to express his true thoughts.

In fact, he tried his best to suppress the congestion in his chest that was about to spurt out.

It is definitely not a good idea to be angry at an enemy and vomit blood. The young martial arts leader in Japan's main island cannot afford to lose face, even if it aggravates his injuries.

"Well, please don't worry, Mr. Fujiwara, this is definitely my last weapon. However, if you don't tell me the location honestly, I may have to strip you, a **** like a great nobleman of the Japanese Empire, with the results of Major General Yamashita." The corpses were hugged one behind the other, and the photo was captioned with the following three characters - those who died for love!" Tang Dao Shi Shiran said.

　　It's very light to say, but it has a full sense of picture.

idiot! What do you want to do? Fujiwara Senzuo felt a strong sense of dizziness for a moment.

Being frightened!

Really, with his understanding of Tang Dao, the probability that he can do this kind of thing is as high as 80%.

As for whether Tang Dao is afraid of retaliation from the Imperial Army, looking at his attitude of killing so many Imperial officers and soldiers like chopping melons and vegetables, you can tell that he is afraid of chicken!

"Come on, admit defeat obediently and let me tie you up stronger. To be honest, Mr. Fujiwara, you are a great expert. I am really worried if you don't need this thing to tie you up." Tang Dao said as he pulled it from his belt. .

A thin but definitely steel wire was pulled out of the belt.

The steel wire may not be more load-bearing than a hemp rope as thick as a thumb, but its thin physical properties are doomed. Once the hands are bound by it, if you try to use violence to break free, the result will be that the muscles are cut off.

"Wow!" Fujiwara Senzuo spat out a mouthful of blood while cursing in his heart: "Baga, you are so **** stupid and you still say that is the last weapon?"

God knows what other weird gadgets Tang Dao is equipped with. This may be the biggest difference between him and Tang Dao. Not only can Tang Dao beep, but he also has an endless supply of trump cards. No one knows what other things he will come up with to trick people. , it's like he couldn't wait to take it out after getting a stainless steel arm guard, and the picture Tang Dao just described is so vicious, it's so vicious that Fujiwara Senzuo's **** get chills just thinking about it. .

Senior Fujiwara's fighting spirit suddenly disappeared. What kind of martial arts practice? Get away as far as you can! When he thought that he would be placed naked in the arms of another naked corpse, and it was a man, Fujiwara Senzuo would rather go to shit.

Escape, as far away from Tang Dao, a demon without any sense of moral integrity, as possible.

Even though one leg was broken, Fujiwara Senzuo, a great expert, could run much faster than an ordinary person by pushing on the ground with both hands and one leg. He jumped into the mountains and forests like a ground mouse.

However, in front of Tang Dao, who did not suffer much serious damage, his speed was obviously ridiculous. "Want to run? That's not good. Come back first." Tang Dao strode forward and kicked Fujiwara Senzuo, who was crawling on the ground, flying into the air and hit him hard. on a tree.

Sentio Fujiwara, who was badly beaten, just waved his hand.

“This punch was punched by me for Lao Zheng.” A fist as big as a bowl hit him firmly in the face.

The muffled sound of “dong” makes one's teeth sore.

What followed was blood splatter!

Sentio Fujiwara's eyes and eyebrows were all cracked, and his appearance was extremely miserable.

But this is obviously not enough in Tang Dao's view. It's not that this guy is too thick-skinned, his punch could have been like Lu Zhishen's angry punch to the town of Guanxi, with red, white, and purple all kinds of colors coming together to make a colorful mess. Spring.

"This punch was punched by me for the 17th Division Friendly Army." Tang Dao stepped forward again and delivered another hard straight punch.

This punch hit the stainless steel arm guard of Fujiwara Senzuo who subconsciously used his arms to protect his face.

It's just that for Tang Dao, which has already lost its temper, no matter whether it is made of fine steel or not, I will beat you to a pulp with one punch.

The sound made by the fist intersecting with the steel was very strange. Tang Dao's fist suddenly appeared bloody, and the skin and flesh on the knuckles were instantly torn apart.

The effect of force is reciprocal. Tang Dao, who is the active one, is so miserable. For those who are passively beaten, the consequences are obviously very bad just thinking about it.

　　Under this heavy blow, Fujiwara Senzuo, who had already suffered serious injuries, could no longer withstand the huge force of his arms.

While the stainless steel arm guard blocked Tang Dao's fist, the arm guard hit Fujiwara Senzuo's own face hard.

“Ah!” Even with Fujiwara Senzuo's tenacity, he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

The blood splashed three feet high.

Sentio Fujiwara's originally tall nose has almost become a flat surface, which was smashed by the stainless steel arm guard that carried the power of a heavy punch from the Tang sword.

In this world without medical beauty, it is estimated that even if Fujiwara Senzuo survives in the future, he will only have a flat face.

If he meets Tang Dao again, Tang Dao will probably make this guy angry if he says, "Brother, where's your nose? Are you going back to your hometown to see the cherry blossoms by yourself?"

“This kick was given by me for my brothers in the Eightyth Army.”

There was another muffled "thud" sound, and Tang Dao kicked out, hitting Fujiwara Senzuo's lower abdomen. The strong man, who was almost 1.9 meters tall, was kicked five or six meters away.

It can be seen how powerful Tang Dao's hateful blow is.

However, Fujiwara Senzuo is worthy of being a master, a real master of being beaten.

After continuously experiencing heavy blows from the Tang Dao that could kill a strong bull with one punch or one kick, he was still like a cooked shrimp, hunching over and saying "Wow" only to vomit blood, while still waving his hands: "Stop, stop, Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang, listen to me."

“I hear you are the ancestor of the Fujiwara family.” Tang Dao didn't know what chance it would give him. He roared and continued to move forward.

beating a snake without death will inevitably lead to troubles. This is not only a plot in TV series, but also a master like Fujiwara Senzuo cannot give him a chance.

"This is the map you want. If you come again, I will eat it." Fujiwara Senzuo suddenly took out a piece of paper with a topographic map from his military trouser pocket and said eagerly.

Even if the blood kept spurting out, these words had to be said coherently. Fujiwara Senzuo could only speak quickly like a machine gun, because if he didn't say it, he might not have the chance to say it.

The two punches and kicks of Tang Dao weighed more than a thousand pounds, and his body, which had been tempered for many times, could no longer bear it. Let alone being beaten wildly by Tang Dao again, even after waiting for a minute or two, Fujiwara Senzuo felt that he was going to die.

"Eat it, I can dig it out of your esophagus." Tang Dao's eyes were cold, his feet staggered, and he continued to move forward.

"Tang Jun, the most you can get is a ball of paper pulp. No matter how invincible I am, I can still survive for 20 seconds." Fujiwara Senzuo said with a gloomy face and a bitter look on his face.

Perhaps this Japanese martial arts genius never expected that one day he would be able to speak out so smoothly about even being able to resist his opponent for 20 seconds in order to survive. More importantly, he had no sense of shame.

Sure enough, it was right to let Tang Dao come up alone. Why don't you need to be surrounded by Chinese people at such a humiliating moment?

Tang Dao suddenly stopped his steps and his eyes were as sharp as a knife: "Give me the map and I will give you a decent death. I swear on the honor of a Chinese soldier!"

“Haha, Mr. Tang, do you think I will still believe your so-called oath!” Fujiwara Senio leaned against a big tree and barely stood still, with a sad smile on his face.

"But you have no other choice now." Tang Dao shook his head. "I will never make a promise to the reputation of Chinese soldiers easily. I always have and I still don't."

"Haha, Mr. Tang, someone like you who cares too much about friendship is not suitable to be a soldier. Didn't you ancient Chinese people say that? One general can make thousands of bones wither!" Seeing that Tang Dao was held by him again, Fujiwara Senzuo couldn't help but taunt him.

"Although you have joined the army and are a soldier, you have never understood the meaning of the word soldier. This is also the reason for your repeated failures, understand?" Tang Dao looked down at his military uniform and sighed. road.

“Especially when you are fleeing, you split your troops into two groups and use your subordinates as bait for your escape. Those who abandon their comrades fighting side by side are destined to be abandoned by fate.”

Fujiwara Senzuo's face stiffened suddenly, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then a cold light flashed under the swollen eyelids on his miserable face: "Nonsense, it is their honor for subordinates to die for their superiors."

He clenched his hand suddenly, balled up the white paper in his hand, threw it towards a bush at the foot of the mountain, and laughed loudly: "Tang Jun, I have kept my promise to give you the map, but please continue to increase the number of people under your command. Special training for warriors, otherwise if it falls into the hands of our special team again, you will be worried and helpless again, Mr. Tang. "

Tang Dao's eyes flashed, "You don't need to worry about a dying person. Before that, I'd better send you to meet your little devils who have dedicated their lives for you!"

"I'll thank you for sending me off, Mr. Tang. Even if I die, I, Fujiwara Sentio, will not die in your hands." When Tang Dao looked at the position where the paper ball fell, Fujiwara Sentio suddenly laughed loudly.

As soon as Tang Dao withdrew his eyes, he saw Fujiwara Senzuo using one leg to jump back and roll over several times before jumping off the cliff that was only three or four meters away from him.

Tang Dao hurried over and saw that the cliff was nearly 90 degrees vertical and was more than 200 meters long. Let alone a human being, even an ape would be destined to lose his body if he fell.

There was also a lush and dense forest under the cliff, and Fujiwara Senzuo's body could not be seen clearly for a while.

It was an extremely easy thing for Tang Dao to have the enemy of life and death commit suicide by jumping off a cliff like this.

Even though the life-and-death fight between the two people just lasted for only more than two minutes, Tang Dao used some insignificant skin injuries in exchange for severely injuring his opponent, and Tang Dao could be regarded as winning by crushing him, but in fact, Tang Dao himself knew in his heart that this The battle was definitely one of the most thrilling battles he had experienced since coming to this time and space, and it was even two points harder than the battle in Zhengcheng.

If Tang Dao hadn't learned the lesson after Zheng Cheng's assassination and made adequate preparations before setting off on this mission, not only preparing military spurs but also hiding special sabers and adding some gadgets, the result of this battle would have been It's really hard to say.

Fujiwara Senzuo, whose mind is getting tougher and tougher, is definitely the best master he has ever encountered in a single battle. Even Akatsuki may be a little inferior. If he is not careful, he will die with the enemy.

It's not that Tang Dao is afraid of death, but that he can't die yet. There are thousands of people in the Si Xing Regiment, and there are hundreds of thousands of Japanese troops watching covetously outside the mountains. He still has to accompany them to fight.

Just, did that terrible opponent die like this?

In other words, a super master carefully cultivated by Japanese martial arts heritage is willing to take his own life like this?

Tang Dao stared silently at the foot of the mountain for a long time, then put his hand into his mouth and let out a whistle that resounded through the sky, notifying the four people at the foot of the mountain to come up and join him. He then turned around and walked towards the bushes where Fujiwara Senzuo was throwing paper balls. go.

Tang Dao turned around, a hint of coldness curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at it from the looks of it, it seemed that he was completely relaxed after witnessing Fujiwara Senzuo committing suicide by jumping off a cliff.

If Sentio Fujiwara, who has already embarked on the road to death, sees Tang Danzao's expression, he may have the urge to jump back from the road to death. What, is this not a good death?

I can only say that a person who has been beaten too many times will always have a better memory.

(End of this chapter)

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