Hattori Ichizo knew that it was useless to hide here anymore, so I could only go down. In addition, Hattori Ichizo saw that only Ye Feng was following him, and he felt a little lucky.

If Ye Feng was not as powerful as he imagined, then defeating Ye Feng by himself would not only complete the task, but also successfully escape.

So Hattori jumped down and did not hide anymore. He stood several meters in front of Ye Feng, holding the knife in both hands, and focused all his energy on Ye Feng, as if facing a great enemy.

Ye Feng was wandering around in the garden and looked at Hattori Ichizo with a calm look on his face.

"Baga!"

Seeing Ye Feng despising him so much, Hattori was so angry that he screamed, holding his samurai sword and rushed over. As soon as he rushed over, there was a sharp sword shadow, and he slashed at Ye Feng directly, heading straight to Ye Feng's face.

Ye Feng seemed relaxed and calm, but his eyes were locked in Hattori Ichizo. When he saw Hattori rushing over, he saw the sharp sword force, and Ye Feng avoided it lightly.

Suddenly, Ye Feng and Hattori Ichizo fought together. Ye Feng was light and seemed at ease under Hattori Ichizo's fierce attack. Ye Feng was looking for opportunities to attack. As long as he grasped the flaws, he would give Hattori a heavy blow.

After the two fought for more than a dozen rounds, Ye Feng had a general understanding of Hattori Ichizo's way of doing things, and Ye Feng knew it.

Sure enough, after a few more rounds, Ye Feng seized a chance and punched Hattori Ichizo's left arm, which hit the wound. Ye Feng's fist was covered with blood, all of which were blood from Hattori Ichizo's left arm.

Ye Feng hit him with a punch. Hattori was so painful that he sucked the air conditioner, as if his bones were broken, and a lot of blood flowed out of his arms.

Ye Feng succeeded with one blow. The price he paid was that the sharp blade of the clothes was cut through a few inches long by Hattori's hair, but it only cut through the outer garment.

Ye Feng was slightly angry and thought to himself that my new Lieutenant General's uniform was scrapped. A cold light flashed in Ye Feng's hand, and even a hidden hairpin could not see clearly. Another dagger with a flash of cold light appeared in Ye Feng's hand.

Seeing a sharp dagger suddenly appearing in Ye Feng's hand, Hattori Yizang's eyes condensed and his heart tightened. It was like facing a great enemy. Last time, Hattori Yizang was cut by a deep hole by the dagger in Zhao Long's hand. This time, Ye Feng took out such a dagger again.

Once you are bitten by a snake, you are afraid of a rope for ten years.

Ye Feng saw Hattori Ichizo's expression and sneered in his heart. He quickly attacked directly. A sharp dagger passed by a cold light. Hattori Ichizo felt a afterimage in front of him and immediately retreated.

However, Ye Feng was like a candy, and he could not be so easily shaken off. In desperation, Hattori Kazuzo could only bite his teeth and fight Ye Feng in close combat.

At this time, Hattori Ichizo had discovered that Ye Feng was definitely a tough guy, and he was a little more powerful than Zhao Long before.

"laugh……"

With a light sound, Ye Feng's dagger slashed the clothes on Hattori Ichizo's chest. The dagger was very sharp. It not only easily cut the clothes, but also made three pieces of flesh. A long bloody mouth was cut on Hattori Ichizo's chest. Suddenly, Hattori Ichizo's blood flowed out, and the clothes on the chest were dyed red.

After a few more rounds, Hattori Ichizo's right rib was cut again, and another long bloody mouth was blown out. Blood came out again.

As a Japanese ninja, Hattori Ichizo is quite experienced and was scratched by a dagger twice in a row. Hattori Ichizo knew that Ye Feng must have done it on purpose and must be playing with him. Ye Feng is fully capable of stabbing a knife in his body. However, Ye Feng's gesture changed, the dagger did not stab into his body, but a knife.

Hattori Ichizo thought of the game between cats and mice, and his heart was filled with resentment. Ye Feng was playing with Hattori Ichizo.

Ye Feng was indeed playing with Hattori Ichizo. If Ye Feng wanted to kill Hattori Ichizo, he would have become a corpse at this time. He dared to plot against him and even designed a trap. Ye Feng would not kill this Japanese ninja so easily.

At this time, Zhao Long heard the fighting sounds here and had already come over. He watched the game not far away. Seeing Ye Feng playing the game of cats and mice, a smile appeared slightly on the corner of his mouth.

Hattori Ichizo saw another person appearing not far away from him, and was shocked and his face was full of despair. Whether it was Ye Feng or Zhao Long, he could not beat either of them, but now it was a one-on-two situation. There was another Zhao Long next to him looking at him.

"Baga!"

Hattori Ichizo screamed, ready to fight Ye Feng for the hard work. Anyway, he was already in such a situation. In despair, Hattori Ichizo was so fierce that he screamed, and his sword technique suddenly became fierce.

Seeing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but curl his lips and thought to himself, "It's boring to do it if you fight desperately, so let's end the battle quickly, so Ye Feng no longer showed mercy."

After a few rounds, Ye Feng kicked Hattori Ichizo's thigh with a kick. With a dull "bang", Hattori Ichizo felt as if he was hit by a high-speed train. A huge force, a force that he could not resist was coming from his thigh. Suddenly, Hattori Ichizo flew several meters away and fell heavily on the grass.

When he fell to the ground, Hattori felt that his legs were kicked and he struggled to stand up, but he felt a sharp pain in his legs and cold sweats on his face.

Seeing Hattori Ichizo struggling to stand up, Ye Feng did not take the opportunity to kill him, but waited patiently for Hattori Ichizo to stand up. After waiting for a long time, Hattori Ichizo stood up. However, he had to rely on his own samurai sword to stand up before he could stand up.

"Haha, little Japanese can't do it."

Zhao Long, not far away, couldn't help laughing happily when he saw Hattori Ichizo even struggle to stand up.

Ye Feng also smiled faintly. It was over when he was beaten so badly by him. Now he is holding on to stand up, which is the last step. Ye Feng has full confidence in the kick just now, and little Japanese's thigh must have been kicked off by him.

Ye Feng walked closer to Hattori Ichizo step by step. Ye Feng was very slow, and the dagger in his hand was shining coldly, which was very dazzling.

Watching Ye Feng come step by step, every time he takes a step closer, Hattori's desperate look on his face becomes a little heavier. At this time, Hattori already knew that his mission had been completely failed, and the entire Japan would soon lose one Uenin.

Hattori Ichizo was full of unwillingness to think that he was a grand Sinin who died at the hands of a senior Chinese officer and was beaten to death during the battle between the two sides.

However, Ye Feng walked over step by step without long, only two or three meters away from Hattori Ichizo. He raised the dagger in his hand and looked joking. Ye Feng was determined to eat the little Japanese ninja.

Hattori Ichizo thought about it and made up his mind to bite the poison in his teeth. One of the teeth was hollowed out and hidden with a highly toxic poison. It could be bitten by just one bite.

Ye Feng saw Hattori Ichizo's expression change, and his mouth seemed to be biting something. Ye Feng quickly reacted and stepped forward, skillfully removed Hattori Ichizo's upper and lower jawbone, making Hattori Ichizo unable to bite the poison in his teeth.

"You are the devil, you are the devil..."

Hattori Ichizo shouted in horror, but his voice was not clear at all, because his mouth was completely out of control, and even Zhao Long, who was proficient in Japanese, did not hear it clearly.

Ye Feng pried open Hattori Ichizo's mouth with a dagger. Sure enough, he saw the poison inside. Ye Feng was slower and the poison was bitten to pieces.

It’s not so easy to commit suicide. After fighting for a long time, how could you commit suicide? Ye Feng thought to himself, I will send you to see the King of Hell in person this time.

The dagger in Ye Feng's hand flashed with a cold light, and he stabbed into Hattori Hidden's heart, and it was gone. Hattori Hidden's eyes gradually dimmed, and soon there was no expression and he died very quickly.

"Zhao Long, let's go."

After killing Hattori Ichizo, Ye Feng told Zhao Long not far away, then pulled out his dagger, wiped Hattori Ichizo's clothes, wiped the blood stains on the dagger, and then took Zhao Long out of the valley and walked towards the road not far away.

As the driver, Xiao Wu was still waiting patiently in the car. However, Xiao Wu seemed to have seen a fight in the distant valley, so Xiao Wu asked curiously: "Master, have you encountered something?"

Ye Feng said indifferently: "It's nothing. Several Japanese clowns have been killed by us now."

"What, the hunter just now was dressed in a Japanese costume, I can't tell it." Xiao Wu was surprised repeatedly.

"Drive, let's go to Jiulang Mountain." Ye Feng ordered.

Seeing his master's seat speak in person, Xiao Wu quickly started the off-road vehicle and drove along the road towards Jiulang Mountain in the distance.

Ye Feng sat in the car, closed his eyes, thinking about what happened just now, but he didn't expect that the little Japanese actually sneaked into Shannan County and even designed a trap to plot against him. It seems that the next step is to strengthen the prevention of the little Japanese spies, and we must try our best to eliminate the Japanese spies in Shannan County.

In addition, the little Japanese just now was too disgusting. Ye Feng thought to himself so viciously that he must have this anger.

So, Ye Feng said to Zhao Long: "Captain Zhao, how is the situation of the prince of the little Japanese now?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Long naturally knew that what Ye Feng was referring to was the little Japanese prince who was imprisoned in the special operations against the garrison. The one who was imprisoned in the special operations team was naturally the real little Japanese prince, and now in Japan, it is naturally fake.

"Master, the little Japanese prince is simply worse than death now. Are you trying to vent your anger with that old devil?"

Ye Feng nodded. Ye Feng was really going to vent his anger. Just now, the Japanese ninja's calculation made Ye Feng unhappy, and Ye Feng was about to settle the accounts on the old Japanese.

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Chapter completed!