"Alright, I seem to have tasted the mist of Mount Fuji.”
On the other side.
Taiyuan City.
At the Japanese army's headquarters.
In an antique study.
There was a chessboard with two figures sitting on both sides.
One was Yoshio Shinozuka.
Another person spoke.
He was dressed in the uniform of a Japanese general.
This person was none other than the Chief of Staff of the Japanese Army in North China.
Young master Miyano.
"General Miyano's imagination is incredible. In fact, this is just the Biluochun in southern China.”
At this moment.
Yamamoto Ichiki, who was dressed in Japanese uniform, stood respectfully at the side and spoke.
What was that?
Yamamoto Ichiki didn't die?
Naturally, he did not die.
A few days ago, when this guy jumped off the cliff, he was very lucky, just like the main characters in many novels.
His body was hooked by the fork of a tree growing on the edge of the cliff.
In the end, he couldn't die.
After a period of self-rescue.
After hiding from the 8th Route Army, he finally found the Japanese troops and returned to Taiyuan City.
This time.
It was the most humiliating thing in his life.
Especially after he returned.
He did not have the face to see General Shinozuka Yoshio.
This was because the failure of his mission had infuriated General Shinozuka Yoshio.
However, seeing that he was the successor groomed by General Yoshio Shinozuka, Yoshio Shinozuka chose to forgive Yamamoto Ichiki temporarily.
After letting Yamamoto Ichiki rest for a few days.
Today, he had specially brought him to receive the Chief of Staff of the North China Dispatching Army, General Miyano.
"The true essence of the Way of Tea is to maintain inner peace. Yamamoto, don't you think that all the hard work you've done in the Yang Village has been dissolved by the fragrance of tea?”
Shinozuka Yoshio glanced at Yamamoto Ichiki, his words hinting at something.
Yamamoto Ichiki felt even more ashamed.
He shouted," Ha Yi, General!”
"I've heard about the outcome of Yamamoto's raid. Your special agent team is General Shinozuka Yoshio's favorite.”
Miyano smiled at Yamamoto.
The corner of Yamamoto Ichiki's mouth twitched.
Not just him.
Even Shinozuka Yoshio's expression was a little ugly, but he could not say anything.
"I'm ashamed, there's really nothing much to say. Chief of Staff Miyano has always valued the field army and is not interested in my special forces.”
Yamamoto replied.
"The Chinese have a vast territory, and the Yamamoto Dazuo Special Forces only have a hundred people. How can they handle the overall situation?”
Miyano said.
" That depends on the general's judgment. When the strategic balance is in a stable state, the weight of an ant is enough to tilt the balance.
Back then, a.38 caliber handgun could start a world war. Even a small character could write history. The essence of a special forces had nothing to do with the number of people.”
The more Yamamoto Ichiki spoke, the more excited he became.
This fellow had completely forgotten about this time.
The scene of Li Ge slapping him in the face.
For a moment, he forgot to tell her about Li Ge.
The more he heard Yamamoto say this.
Miyano didn't know the situation in Yang Village the day before yesterday.
For a moment, he was filled with admiration for Yamamoto.
However, Shinozuka Yoshio's expression turned uglier and uglier.
In the end, he kept a straight face and didn't say anything.
Qingshan Town.
Wang Village.
On the other hand, Li Ge did not know that Yamamoto Ichiki had escaped by luck.
He was discussing with Shinozuka Yoshio how to eliminate Li Ge.
In Wang Village.
In Li Ge's courtyard.
Li Ge's figure was like flowing water as he combed through the Bajiquan in his mind.
He stepped forward with a punch, pushed his hand forward, turned around, and pushed his palm. He stepped on the Yin-Yang Taixu Step. Every punch seemed to contain the principle of Yin-Yang interchanging.
It could be hard and fierce, but it could also be soft and feminine.
As he continued to perform Bajiquan, the mysterious force contained in his blood and Qi began to circulate.
At this moment, Li Ge took off his denim hat.
His long black hair reached his shoulders.
In addition to his current appearance.
It could only be described with one word.
That was," Handsome!"
Every punch seemed to be formed at will, but it also gave people a feeling that it was unfathomable.
The surrounding wind seemed to have stopped.
The fallen leaves of the apricot tree fell to the ground.
He stepped on it, but not a single leaf touched his body.
"Instructor, you're really amazing. According to your instructions, I led the soldiers to the mountain range near Qingshan Town to look for ores. Guess what, we actually found them. Teach…"
Monk Wei carried a submachine gun on his back and held a brass-colored ore in his hand. This guy was walking into the room happily and was about to say something.
The next moment, he was stunned on the spot.
His pupils dilated as if he had seen a ghost.
That scene was unforgettable.
Li Ge was practicing Bajiquan in the apricot tree in the courtyard.
He took a step forward and continued to move around.
Every punch was thrown.
A thunderous sound echoed in the void.
The fallen leaves around him seemed to be driven by an unknown force, and they started to revolve around him.
It was as if there was a nameless airflow flowing around him.
"Phew!"
With the last punch, the fallen leaves fell to the ground. He retracted his fist and faced the sky with his palm. Li Ge spat out a faintly discernible white sword of qi.
Unknowingly, the blood in his body became more condensed.
"I didn't expect that Yan Shuangying's proficiency would reach 60%, and he would unexpectedly allow me to enter the intermediate stage of internal force. With the strength that I can unleash now, my punch should be around 600 pounds.”
Li Ge retracted his thoughts.
A divine light swirled in his eyes.
Everything returned to normal.
"You're quite fast. Come over and let me see the composition.”
Li Ge patted the dust off his body and glanced at Monk Wei.
He went straight to the stone table at the side of the courtyard and sat down.
Seeing this, Monk Wei hurried forward.
He poured tea for Li Ge and looked at Li Ge as if he was worshipping God.
No matter how shocked he was, it was not enough to use any words to describe it.
It was the kind of magical thing he had just seen.
It was enough to shock the entire Chinese martial arts world.
As a Shaolin disciple, how could he not have heard of the legends of Chinese martial arts?
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