The sun in the horizon gradually disappeared, and a crescent moon hung high above the sky. Most of the residents in the base area had fallen asleep, but the banquet had just begun.

Zhang Shouren was responsible for organizing the banquet and made a special room for the banquet. There were not many people attending it, only three tables were set up.

There is a table on the left, and the five subordinates who are sitting in the sight of the scenery.

On the table on the right were Zhang Shouren, Qiao Yueyi, Cong Mingyao, Li Xiaodong and a strange man.

This strange man, named Ruan Qingyi, was another person sent to serve as Song Beichuan's personal guard after Hu Yong. Judging from his appointment with Hu Yong, this job is undoubtedly a springboard for growth. As long as you do well, you will be promoted.

Ruan Qingyi's face is very small and it looks like he will not be twenty years old. In fact, he is already a man in his thirties. This is also an advantage, which can confuse the other person. Under his tender face, he has a mature heart.

He was not a soldier before, but a world-class fencing athlete. Because of his good skills, he was selected into the Hidden Army. He received rigorous training for several months and ranked among the best in the use of various guns.

After Yuan Cheng's careful selection, he was ordered to come to this banquet to protect Song Beichuan's safety.

As for why Fatty and Yuan Cheng didn't come to attend this banquet, they were all responsible for commanding outside. As long as these Japanese had any intentions, they would do it on the spot.

Song Beichuan and Buer Jingji sat alone at an empty table, talking and laughing, and people kept serving food. Because they eliminated waste, there were not many dishes, only eight dishes, and the same was true for the other two tables.

There are braised pork, white-cut chicken, squirrel carp, guru meat, garlic oysters, fried dumplings, braised sea cucumbers, plus a large bowl of red bean soup.

In this world, zombies are everywhere, and it is not easy to make such a sumptuous dish. Song Beichuan also felt particularly sorry for these delicacies for these little Japanese to eat.

But there is no way, the adult world is to eat the same dish as people other than friends.

In order to show the friendship of landlords, Song Beichuan opened the bottle of white wine on the table, poured it into the cup of Buerjingji, and said, "Try our wine, how about your sake."

Then he filled his cup, raised his glass and said, "Brother Buer, I will do it first."

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Song Beichuan and his face were red. At this time, Buer Jingji said: "Whether you are in Huaqing Country's wine or food, I don't know what the people are like. Why not choose one person and let them compete and help everyone entertain themselves?"

Song Beichuan couldn't help but squint his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking about again, so he could only answer first: "Of course, you might as well try to compete with the fists and feet first?"

"Of course, Ichiro, come out and compete." Fuji Jingji said.

I saw a middle-aged man sitting at the table on the left walking out of his seat.

Seeing that they sent someone out, Song Beichuan also said lazily: "Xiaodong, go up and don't put too heavy hands."

Li Xiaodong smiled and said, "Don't worry, Governor."

When Fuji Jingji heard him say this, his face changed color and said in Japanese: "Ichiro, they have looked down on you and told him not to act ruthlessly."

When Ichiro heard this, he couldn't help but become very fierce and confronted him secretly, intending to call his opponent good-looking in a while. Even if he accidentally hit him to death, they must have nothing to say.

Li Xiaodong slowly stood up from the chair. He was 1.8 meters tall, but he was 200 kilograms. He had very little fat on his body and had a very explosive muscle.

Ichiro seemed much more "petite" in front of him, but he was famous for fighting on the streets before, and fought countless wars of all sizes. Whether it was a group fight or a one-on-one fight, he was always the one who won the winner.

He doesn't care how big the other person is. He has seen him who is stronger than the man in front of him, but fighting is different. Fighting cannot be won entirely by relying on big muscles.

Ichiro moved his body and planned to accidentally hit this person with one punch.

The two sides touched each other's fists. Even if they were ready, Ichiro shouted loudly and planned to rush over and take him down in one fell swoop.

But as soon as he raised his fist, before his body could reach his sight, Li Xiaodong seemed to move, and he lay on the ground for no reason.

I felt dizzy in my head. Did he hit me just now?

Ichiro lies on the ground and begins to doubt his life. Did he hit me or not? Why did he lie down?

He hurriedly stood up, pretended that nothing had happened, and cursed: "Ba Geyalu!"

"You dare to scold grandpa! If grandpa hadn't been showing mercy just now, your front teeth would have been gone."

Ichiro couldn't understand what he was saying, so he screamed and rushed over again.

Just now, Li Xiaodong was just pursuing the fastest punch and did not exert much strength. However, seeing that he was stubborn and could not even judge his strength, he knew that this person was not very strong and planned to use all his strength to make him faint.

At this moment, Buer Jingji spoke.

"Ichiro! You shouldn't retreat quickly!" This Ichiro didn't see it, which doesn't mean that others didn't see it either. As soon as the master made a move, he would know if it was there. With one punch, you didn't even dodge and even fucked, which shows how big the gap in strength is.

But this is not surprising. Maybe Ichiro is indeed very powerful on the streets, but no matter how powerful he is, how can he be able to defeat Li Xiaodong, who is hard-working in training every day and world champion level.

Seeing Li Xiaodong showing off, Song Beichuan couldn't help but raise his big mother's finger at him under the table.

Li Xiaodong also responded to a small expression and returned to the dining table with a proud look.

Fuji Jingji lost face, but not demeanor, and said, "Your Highness has such a powerful talent! No wonder Oda Ruosi will be defeated in your hands."

"It's a coincidence that Oda Ruoji lost to this man, even his eyes were blinded."

Because of the Japanese that Song Beichuan just said, Ichiro also understood it, and was afraid that even a man like Ruoshi Oda was defeated by his hands, not to mention himself, he couldn't help but shrink his head and never dared to imagine that he was invincible in the world again.

"I just compared the fists and feet, and I wonder if there are any swords under your command?" Buer Jingji obviously wanted to move back to the game with this.

But when Song Beichuan heard the sword, he felt a sense of sadness and remembered Bai Rongfeng. If he could be here, let alone one-on-one, even if he beat ten people alone, Song Beichuan would dare to bet on him and bet on him to win.

It’s a pity that I don’t know when I will meet again and again. I just wanted to reject this competition, but I remembered the talent that Yuan Cheng recommended to him today. I remember mentioning that he is a master of fujian, so I would like to try him out.

"Ruan Qingyi, go up and try it!"

He was so happy that he was chosen by Song Beichuan. After a military salute, he walked to everyone and saw that he was about 1.8 meters tall, but he was very thin and a little thin. He didn't look like a master no matter how he looked.

"Lailaizi, you have been there for two moves, don't kill anyone, remember."

I saw the Lailazi wearing milky white stockings, a pair of canvas shoes on her feet, a navel-exposed suit on her upper body, and a miniskirt on her lower body, like a beautiful girl, walking past everyone.

Seeing Ruan Qingyi's beautiful appearance, with a straight facial features and temperament, he pursed his lips and said, "Little brother, don't worry, I won't hurt you."

It's just that he speaks Japanese, Ruan Qingyi's face is confused.

"He said you look good and won't hurt you," Buer Jingji said with a smile, but he was laughing in his heart that Lailaizi was crazy again. When he saw the handsome man, he kept giggling.

Then he took another step, his two ponytails swayed left and right, with a very girlish look. He came to Song Beichuan and said, "You should return my Changqing to me, otherwise how can you compare?"

Changqing? Suddenly I remembered that I had said that they had confiscated their weapons. There was indeed a Japanese samurai sword inside. It was probably the name of the sword was Changqing.

Song Beichuan said to the cute girl: "With a real knife and a gun, it may hurt each other. If you hurt your kindness, you can bear it. You will naturally return the weapon to you. Now you can use a branch instead."

Then they asked the two to choose branches of their habitual length. Not long after, they returned, one of them holding a branch in their hands and standing in everyone's sight.

I saw Ruan Qingyi holding a branch in one hand and putting the other behind him, with a good temperament.

Lailazi chewed a piece of bubble gum, held the branches in both hands, and posed in a kendo position.

The two of them looked at each other, and no one moved, waiting for each other to reveal their flaws, but the air in the field was as solidified as it was, making everyone unable to breathe.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Ruan Qingyi was careless and his breath suddenly slapped. Lailaizi instantly seized the opportunity and rushed to the front at a very fast speed. He raised the branch in his hand above his head and slashed it down with one lift.

Ruan Qingyi was not panicked, and her arm was round and she used softness to overcome hardness to resolve her attack.

Then she lifted the branch in her hand and stabbed it down Lailaizi's heart. But she ran to Ruan Qingyi's side like a ghost, and then cut out another knife.

The speed under his feet was too fast, so he couldn't dodge, so he could only roll on the spot and barely avoided the attack. He thought to himself that this little girl was so powerful.

But this is the first time he took action in front of Song Beichuan. He must not make a fool of himself, only win or lose.

Seeing that he had avoided and had not yet stood firm, Lailaizi continued to pursue the victory. Ruan Qingyi gently supported him with his hand and stood up. The main way of attacking fencing was to stab.

Use flexible steps to set the opponent apart enough distance, and can stab the opponent to death at different tricky angles and amazing speeds.

Ruan Qingyi was very confident in speed, but at this time, it was a little worse than Lailaizi. Every time he finally opened the distance, he was soon approached by Lailaizi again, and he could only defend continuously and suffer.

Song Beichuan watched them fight for almost fifteen minutes. The duel of cold weapons was solved in a few minutes, and the two men fought a marathon in a lifetime.

Somewhat bored, he said, "Okay, stop me!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!