Chapter 20 Framed

"I want to know every move of these people."

In the Japanese Consulate in Hongkou District, Takeshi Fujita threw a blank piece of paper with his name on it in front of the Japanese Consul.

The Japanese consul looked down at the white paper on the table and suddenly became angry.

"Why do you want to spy on the Japanese?" He excitedly picked up the white paper full of names, pointed to the names on it and asked loudly.

Fujita said coldly with no expression on his face: "There are always some idiots who don't know current affairs in this world."

Mr. Consul looked at the cold Fujita Takeshi, a chill rose in his heart, and he sat back in his seat slumped.

At this moment, the sliding door of the room was suddenly opened, and Akutagawa Ryu appeared in front of the door staggeringly, emitting a strong smell of alcohol.

The Japanese military officers and Japanese consuls attending the meeting in the room looked at him in surprise.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Akutagawa Ryuichi no longer had the vigor he had when he was fighting with Chen Zhen, but was just decadent.

Fujita turned his head and looked at him with disdain, showing a mocking smile: "Mr. Akutagawa, you are so scared by Chen Zhen that you can't even knock on the door. I want you to rest more, and I am not going to let you participate in this meeting."

Akutagawa Ryuichi lowered his body and lay sideways on the tatami with a self-deprecating smile: "I just want to ask you one thing, did our chief of military staff hear about Huo Yuanjia's autopsy?"

The face of the consul on the side changed and he ordered to several other Japanese officers: "You guys go out first."

"Yes!" After a few people left, only Fujita Takeshi, the consul, and Akutagawa Ryuichi were left in the room.

Akutagawa Ryu became even more unscrupulous when he saw that everyone was leaving. He stared at Go Fujita with drunk eyes and asked loudly: "How is it? Is there anything that cannot be said publicly? Did you ask someone to do the poisoning?"

"Ah!" The consul on the side couldn't help but exclaimed, it was the first time he heard the news.

Fujita just sat in the middle, didn't even look at the two of them, and just said to himself.

"The Great Japanese Empire has greatly surpassed China in terms of economy, technology, industry and military power today."

The two of them didn't understand why Fujita suddenly mentioned these things.

Fujita just turned his head to see Akutagawa Ryuichi's tone became more and more disdainful: "I hoped that you martial arts learners could break the myth of Chinese martial arts, but unfortunately you are not up to date, and we have no choice but to intervene."

"Despicable!" Akutagawa Ryuichi scolded angrily, this kind of thing insulted his warrior's dignity and trampled on the spirit of bushido.

Fujita shook his head disapprovingly: "The so-called soldier never tires of deceit."

Before he finished speaking, Akutagawa Ryuichi stood up furiously: "This sentence only applies to you soldiers, not to our martial arts practitioners."

He became excited: "My competition with Huo Yuanjia was originally upright, but I was made so despicable by you hawks and dogs, you are not worthy to talk about the spirit of bushido."

No matter how angry and agitated Akutagawa Ryuichi was, Fujita Takeshi still seemed indifferent, which made Akutagawa even more angry. He thought that he would become famous all over the world after defeating Huo Yuanjia, but he didn't want everything to be just a scam.

Of course, Akutagawa Ryuichi can pretend that this incident didn't happen and continue to enjoy the prestige and status brought to him by deception, but he can't, he deceived the whole world, but he couldn't deceive his heart of a warrior.

With a roar, he grabbed Fujita Takeshi's shoulder,

I want to teach this despicable soldier a lesson.

But what he didn't expect was that just as Akutagawa touched the opponent's shoulder, Fujita dodged it and kicked him at a very fast speed.

After practicing martial arts for many years, he knew that at least three of his ribs were broken under the kick of the opponent. He was shocked. How could Go Fujita be so powerful, and how could he have such deep martial arts cultivation.

Then he didn't have a chance to find out the truth. Fujita stood up quickly after kicking, grabbed Akutagawa Ryuichi with both hands as easily as if he was holding a doll, and then slammed down hard. , his steel-like knees pushed upward at the same time.

'Click' a bone cracking sound louder than before resounded in the room, and Akutagawa Dragon died with regret.

Fujita let out a cold snort and threw Akutagawa Ryuichi's body on the ground, frightening the consul to dodge backwards.

"Let me tell you what Bushido spirit is, that is, to forget all mistakes, and to serve the emperor, even if you are a sinner in history, you will not hesitate."

The cold voice seemed to tell a truth, but the terrified Mr. Consul knew that this was just a lunatic's heresy, but he didn't dare to refute it, because he knew that Fujita had just gone crazy, and there are thousands of people like Fujita in Japan. Just the same lunatic.

In Jingwumen, the disciples after dinner are practicing martial arts, and several senior brothers are studying the side kick taught by Chen Zhen during the day.

"Little brother, the side kick taught by the fifth brother is best mastered by you and the senior brother. No matter how much we study, we can't figure out the essentials. The senior brother is not here, and the fifth brother is resting. Why don't you teach us how to practice?"

A Biao and Xin Han are the most familiar, walked over and put his arm on Xin Han's shoulder and said.

Xin Han scratched his head in embarrassment: "Brother A Biao, don't make fun of me. I have only learned martial arts for a few days, so I am not qualified to teach you."

"Hey~ Junior brother, are you trying to hide something?" Ah Ren also came over and said jokingly.

"Okay then, let's communicate with each other, I can't teach you."

Xin Han walked in front of the sandbag, put himself in a good position, took a deep breath, and suddenly exerted force, a beautiful and well-placed rotating side kick made a "bang", the sandbag swung almost parallel to the ground, and fell down again.

When the sandbag fell to a perpendicular angle to the ground, Xin Han quickly turned and kicked sideways again, and the sandbag swung out quickly.

Xin Han threw out five feet in a row, and the sandbag flew out at an angle almost parallel to the ground every time, and the brothers around him were stunned.

After completing the fifth side kick, Xin Han, feeling exhausted, stopped panting heavily.

"Little brother, you are really amazing. You have only learned kung fu for a few days, and you can kick such a powerful kick." A Biao looked at Xin Han in surprise.

"Actually, the main point of this move is the use of human body mechanics. You can see that the body rotates in this way, which increases the strength of the legs, plus the center of gravity of the body when the legs are released..."

Xin Han explained some of his later generations' theories on physical exercise to everyone, making it easier for people to understand the key points of this trick.

What he said was easy to understand, and after a while, Ah Biao and a few others grasped the essentials, and the side kicking practiced well.

Nong Jinsun, who was watching all this not far away, nodded with a smile: "This kid is really good, he is smart and good-natured. During the time he came to Jingwumen, no one in Jingwumen said that he is not good. OK."

"Well, the most important thing is that he has a strong comprehension ability in martial arts, and he is also very talented. I believe he will surpass me in time." Chen Zhen looked at Xin Han outside while holding the railing, with a smile on his lips.

"Chen Zhen, this kid doesn't have any relatives now, how about I tell him about his marriage?"

Nong Jinsun suddenly proposed to marry Xin Han, which made Chen Zhen a little surprised: "Uncle Nong, people who come back from abroad now pay attention to free love, I think it's better to forget it."

"Hey~Of course I understand this truth, but have you noticed that Xiaohui has been looking at Xin Han in the wrong way for the past few days, and the relationship between the two is also good, so there should be no problem."

Chen Zhen just took a sip of tea and almost spit it out, of course he knew what was going on, after the 'belly pocket incident' Xiao Hui looked at Xin Han in the wrong way, if it was right, something went wrong.

"Uncle Nong, I think it's better to forget it, they can decide their own affairs, and I will also go to some activities." After Chen Zhen finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the martial arts field.

"Why did I leave before I finished speaking... Really..." Nong Jinsun also had selfish intentions when he brought up this matter. He could see that Xin Han was a talent, but a talent might not be able to stay in Jingwumen and wait for Kung Fu to learn. It's almost time to leave.

But marrying Xiaohui is different. To tie a person, the most important thing is to tie his heart.

"Five Brothers"

"Fifth brother teach us how to practice kung fu."

Seeing Chen Zhen coming, all the disciples greeted him warmly.

Chen Zhen smiled and said: "I haven't practiced that move during the day, so be careful not to chew too much. I will teach you something new when you master that move."

This is a disciple outside who just came back from work. When he saw Chen Zhen, he immediately walked over and said excitedly, "Fifth Senior Brother, you are too good. I don't even have confidence in playing Japan. When I came back just now, I saw Akutagawa Ryuichi drunk like mud." , and burst into tears, if it wasn’t for the people from the Hongkou Dojo next to him, I really want to kick him a few times.”

"Yeah, I saw it too. That little Japanese Akutagawa was still arrogant a few days ago, but he is still defeated by the fifth brother." Another disciple also came over and said.

Xin Han slapped his forehead, forgetting this important matter: "Fifth senior brother, you practice first, I have something to go out for a while."

"Be careful when you go out so late," Chen Zhen instructed, and continued to invite his juniors to practice martial arts.

After a while, Xin Han hurriedly left Jingwumen with something in his arms, and he didn't come back until the early morning of the next day. No one knew where he went.

Xiao Hui knew that Xin Han looked at him abnormally after he didn't return all night, and she deliberately avoided contact with him, so that Xin Han didn't know how to offend this little senior sister.

Early the next morning, in Hongkou District, two disciples of the Hongkou Dojo opened the gate of the dojo. They were talking and laughing, and their expressions suddenly froze.

There was a dead body lying in front of the gate. Upon closer inspection, the two felt shocked, because the owner of the dead body was their master Akutagawa Ryuichi, and there was a Chinese paragraph written on the dead body with a strip of white cloth.

"Killers are not justified——Chen Zhen"

"Master is dead."

"Master." As the two mourned in grief, other people in the dojo were alarmed.

"It was Chen Zhen who killed the master, and we want to avenge the master." All the disciples picked up Japanese swords and walked outside.

"Wait a minute, don't go. It can't be solved by violence."

Sitting in the middle of the dojo, Goshita watched all this silently. The Japanese consul opposite him knew what was going on. He didn't want anyone to bleed any more, so he stood up to stop it.

One of the leading dojo coaches ignored him but looked at Fujita Tsuyoshi: "Sir..."

Fujita just didn't answer, nor did he object.

The coach knew that he was acquiescing to the behavior of himself and others and shouted: "Go!" Then he rushed out with the disciples of Hongkou Dojo.