Chapter 982: you are just a slave

"Hahaha, this kid is dying, hum, dare to be an enemy of our Han family? Court death!"

When he saw that Hatoyama started to turn from defense to offense, while Ye Feng was retreating steadily, Han Xiuyuan couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart anymore, and laughed arrogantly.

Duan Shijing on the side frowned, "I advise you not to be too happy, I always feel that things are not that simple."

Han Xiuyuan was immediately displeased when he poured a basin of cold water on him, "Why do you always play against me? Didn't you see that Lord Hatoyama has completely gained the upper hand? Even a blind person can see that this kid is about to fail Living."

Duan Shijing glanced at him, "When you look at the problem, you must look at it comprehensively and systematically, and don't be dazzled by the little victory in front of you."

Han Xiuyuan suddenly became angry, "Are you saying that I am short-sighted? Duan Shijing, don't think that I rely on you so much that you can ride on my head and shit."

"Don't forget, I am the master, and you are just a slave."

He was almost destroyed today, and his heart was already depressed enough. This Duan Shijing kept belittling him, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and broke out completely.

Duan Shijing was dumbfounded at the time, "What are you talking about? I am your slave?"

Because he was favored by Han Xiuyuan's father in his early years, the old man of the Han family asked him when he was dying, hoping that he could assist his useless son and keep the Han family's family business.

And he also fulfilled his promise, spent half his life assisting Han Xiuyuan, and always regarded him as his elder brother.

Unexpectedly, in the eyes of the other party, he was just a slave?

Han Xiuyuan also realized that he had said the wrong thing, but since he had already said it, would it be embarrassing to take it back?

"Hmph, who gave you the glory and wealth you have today? I hope you won't be ungrateful and be a white-eyed wolf."

What he said was very heartless, Duan Shijing felt his chest throbbing violently, and a mouthful of old blood might spurt out at any time.

He didn't realize until today that half of his life's painstaking efforts had turned into a joke.

master? slave?

Haha, pathetic! Ridiculous!

At the same time, the attack speed of the samurai sword in Hatoyama's hand became faster and faster.

Ye Feng was already in a hurry, almost got hit several times, it seemed that he was at the end of his battle.

As long as the attack is a little faster, it can be completely killed.

But Hatoyama soon discovered in horror that no matter how fast his attack was, Ye Feng could dodge it at the last moment.

It looks like a mess, but every time there is no danger.

It can be understood once or twice, but every time it does this, it is a bit unusual.

No, I fell for it!

He suddenly guessed the other party's intentions, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

The real advantage of the ninja lies in hiding, especially in this kind of night, it is like a fish in water.

If he has been using the method of concealment + surprise attack, Ye Feng will definitely be in a terrible state.

As long as you find the right timing, you will be able to kill with one blow.

The other party obviously thought of this, so they deliberately lured him into a confrontation.

In this way, his biggest advantage is gone. Once his physical strength is exhausted, he can only sit and wait for death.

He should have thought of this a long time ago, but Ye Feng pretended too much.

First he pretended to be poisoned to lure him to shoot, and then continued to pretend to be dangerous, making him mistakenly think that he would be able to kill him soon.

In this way, he was completely led by the nose.

After the fight just now, his physical strength dropped rapidly, and now his actions are not as fast as before.

After thinking about this clearly, he immediately gave up the pursuit and prepared to continue hiding.

But it's too late!

Ye Feng stopped his retreating figure, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and suddenly he raised his hand and popped out a silver needle.

Just when Hatoyama dodged, the whole person flew up in the air and fell with one foot.

"call…"

This kick is like the toppling of Mount Tai, and it is like thunder and lightning attacking, with great strength and fast speed.

Hatoyama just dodged the attack of the silver needle, but before he could dodge in time, his left shoulder was hit immediately.

There was a loud "bang" sound, accompanied by the jaw-dropping sound of bone shattering, Hatoyama's left shoulder immediately collapsed, and his entire arm hung down feebly.

Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, trying to back away while enduring the severe pain.

But Ye Feng had set up a game for such a long time, how could he let him escape so easily, he succeeded with one blow, and subsequent attacks came like raindrops.

"Bang bang bang..."

The two fists hit Hatoyama's chest continuously, seemingly light and light, as if not using much force, but in fact, the strength of each punch is hundreds of catties.

"Puff puff…"

Blood gushed out of Hatoyama's mouth continuously, and there was no chance of fighting back at all.

"boom!"

Ye Feng's last punch weighed more than a thousand catties, and Hatoyama's body flew into the air like a kite with a broken string.

After crossing a beautiful parabola, he fell heavily to the ground.

The battle is over!