"Yes!"

A man in black came out of the dim corner. His face was covered with a black mask, and there was an evil spirit all over his body. He bowed respectfully to the beauty in the kimono and then left quickly.

The beauty in the kimono turned off the monitor in front of her, and then turned to look out of the window. She muttered coldly, "Liu Feng, you are really a tough target. You just wait, and I will go back soon. You'll make you live in h.e.l.l."

In Nanjing, Liu Feng's match was over.

Liu Feng stepped down from the ring with the cheers of the crowd and left, waving to everyone.

Even though it was an ordinary Sanda compet.i.tion in the Universiade, Liu Feng showed his momentum, prestige, and national integrity.

After Liu Feng left, the audience was not interested in the next match. Many people still talked about Liu Feng.

"Liu Feng is so cool. To tell the truth, I was worried about him before the match, haha!"

"How could the j.a.panese guy beat Liu Feng? I knew that he would win. Well, do you know that Liu Feng is also a player of the Technology University football team?"

"I know it. And I heard that Liu Feng is more skillful in football than in fighting. When the football game starts, I'll go to watch his game."

"Yes, let's go together. The quarter-final game will be in three days. If nothing happens, we can watch Liu Feng's other Sanda compet.i.tion the day after tomorrow, and then go to watch his football game. Haha, it's really a feast for my eyes! "

All the audience was thrilled.

However, a young man in the stands who had been holding a small V8 camcorder suddenly put down the camcorder and took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

"h.e.l.lo?"

"Stop, Miss Yun Meihui's order..."

The person on the other end of the line quickly issued a series of orders in j.a.panese.

The guy holding the V8 gently nodded. After hanging up the phone, he immediately walked outside.

At this time, Samurai Akirata, who was extremely weak, was walking lonely on the channel with the fewest people outside the stadium.

"I'm done. I am completely done."

While walking, Samurai Akirata said, "Today is my darkest day. As a proud j.a.panese warrior, I lost the match even though I used the doping. How can I go back..."

"Akirata!"

Just then, Samurai Akirata heard a cold voice behind him. The young man who held the V8 in the stadium just came over.

It was only ten minutes since he left, and the young man actually got a katana.

"Bang!"

When Samurai Akirata turned back, the young man had already thrown the katana in front of him.

"Katana? Are you..."

Samurai Akirata's eyes that had lost all colors suddenly appeared a flash of sadness, "Did Miss Yun Meihui order me to commit suicide?"

"You understand it." The youth said coldly.

Hehe!

Samurai Akirata struggled to bend down and picked up the katana. "I have made a lot of contributions to Yamaguchi-gumi. Do you have to kill me?"

"But you are in China, and have kneeled down to Chinese people, and... Well, I don't need to tell you so much. Just do it." The young man turned and left after he said this.

Samurai Akirata suddenly asked emotionally, "After I die, who will deal with Liu Feng?"

"Even if you live, you can't cope with him." The young man said, "I will deal with him in person. If I still cannot succeed, Miss Yun Meihui will come back with experts."

"Matsus.h.i.+ta k.u.mani, can you deal with it? Hehe! If you were so powerful, why would I have to impersonate an overseas student to deal with Liu Feng?"

Samurai Akirata sneered. But he also knew that no matter what he said, he would be dead today. As long as Miss Yun Meihui had made a decision, he couldn't find any way to live.

"Clang!"

Samurai Akirata pulled out the katana. He narrowed his eyes slightly when the sword light swept over his swollen face.

"Puff!"

Without any hesitation, Samurai Akirata took the katana and stabbed himself into his abdomen.

Ten minutes later, Samurai Akirata's body was discovered.

However, the local police quickly suppressed the case. Some director quickly found out Samurai Akirata's ident.i.ty and knew his gambling compet.i.tion with Liu Feng after a secret investigation.

Because of Liu Feng's ident.i.ty of the nine-star top secret file, the incident ended up with nothing definite.

The next day, without compet.i.tion pressure, Liu Feng stayed at the hotel to instruct Yang s.h.i.+wen and Xiaomin to practice kungfu. He even did not go out all morning.

They didn't come out until lunch time. When they walked into the elevator, the elevator doors suddenly opened, and a well-proportioned young man stepped out of the elevator.

"Hey, Ouyang Xiaofeng."

Seeing this young man, Liu Feng evoked a confident smile in his month. "Come for me?"

"Yes!"

Ouyang Xiaofeng said, "Liu Feng, originally I wanted to meet you and beat you to be a waste in the ring. However, since you defeated the j.a.panese guy yesterday, which was glory for our country, I decided not to humiliate you in the ring."

"Oh?"

The smile on Liu Feng's face became meaningful. "Samurai Akirata was from Yamaguchi-gumi. Who are you?"

"I am not only a college student but also a descendant of the traditional Chinese martial arts Kongtong Sect."

Ouyang Xiaofeng said seriously, "The elder of the Huang Family in the capital, who used to learn martial arts in Kongtong Sect for ten years when he was young, is my uncle master. Now, do you understand?"

"The Huang Family, hehe!"

Liu Feng sneered, "They have something to do with both the Poison Martial Group and your Kongtong Sect. The world is really interesting. I heard that Kongtong Sect is a good traditional martial arts sect, why..."

"Shut up, don't equate us with the Poison Martial Group."

Ouyang Xiaofeng said, "The Poison Martial Group is a miscellaneous martial arts sect. I don't care about the Huang family. The reason why I am willing to help the elder of the Huang Family is that our economic resources are mostly from the Huang family."

"It's really complicated."

When Liu Feng said these words, he finally paid some attention to the potential of some big families in the capital. The underworld forces in China were not terrible, but the masters in the martial arts sects were the most difficult to deal with.

"It's not important. I admire that you are a man of nationality, so today I come for you in private." Ouyang Xiaofeng raised his hand and pointed up. "Let's go to fight on the rooftop. If you win, you can order me to do anything as you like. If you lose, don't blame me for killing you."

"Boss, let me fight with him!"

"Brother Feng, I think I can beat him, too."

With the guidance of Liu Feng, Xiaomin and Yang s.h.i.+wen were a little bit overconfident. These two super beauties wanted to fight against Ouyang Xiaofeng.

Liu Feng smiled and waved his hand. "This guy is very powerful. You two can't deal with him. I have to deal with him!"