The heavens: pushing across all realms

At this point, the Zhang family's wedding banquet has been turned into a joke by this Japanese.

If the Japanese cannot be appeased today, the Zhang family and the Feng family may become the jokes of the entire county.

In the crowd, there are those who are filled with indignation and those who are gloating about misfortune.

Some people hate the Japanese, while others are happy to see the Zhang family and the Feng family making fun of each other.

At this time, everyone turned their attention to the person involved, Feng Ji.

After all, Feng Ji is getting a wife now.

This Watanabe Jiro was not trying to cause trouble, but he wanted to make fun.

At present, only Feng Ji accepts the challenge to calm the situation.

Of course, there is another way. The Zhang family is willing to go all out to offend the Japanese and drive away Jiro Watanabe.

It's just that even though Zhang Youde doesn't like to see the Japanese, he doesn't dare to offend the Japanese.

Especially when he learned about the outcome of the Bohai War.

At this time, his old face was full of gloom and his eyes were full of anxiety, but he couldn't think of any solution for a while.

Beside Feng Ji, Uncle Gui, Uncle He, Zhang Jin and others also looked at each other in shock, never expecting that such a thing would happen to the Zhang family.

At this time, Uncle He and Uncle Gui also discussed in low voices.

"Why is this family so confused that it attracted the Japanese?"

"We're luring a wolf into the house, what should we do?"

"Then the Japanese are probably deliberately provocative. Persuasion is definitely useless."

"You really want to compete with him? There are no great boxers in the Zhang family."

"In this case, let Zhang Jin go back quickly and invite Master Zhao and Master Zhou."

"It makes sense. Fortunately, we invited these two masters a few days ago. Zhang Jin, please go to your house and invite these two masters over."

"Yes, Uncle He."

Zhang Jin quickly got into the crowd and ran out of the yard.

At this time, the crowd was talking a lot and buzzing incessantly.

"What a shameless Japanese. It turns out that he had his mind set on the daughter of the Zhang family."

"Zhang Youde hunts geese all day long. Today he was pecked blind by geese. He attracted such an ambitious Japanese."

"I'm afraid it won't end well this time."

…

Watanabe Jiro looked at Feng Ji with a half-smile, and pushed away the pleading Zhang Yuan with one hand.

"Master Groom, if you take off your wedding clothes and give them to me, today's martial arts competition will be forgotten."

Feng Ji looked at the arrogant Jiro Watanabe, smiled, and slowly began to take off his wedding clothes.

Suddenly everyone was shocked.

"No, I really took it off!"

"Is this groom too cowardly?"

"Damn, you actually took off your clothes. Do you want a Japanese to be the groom's official?"

"Damn it, there's no blood at all, trash, really trash!"

…

Feng Ji took off his clothes, instantly arousing an outcry. Zhang Youde also frowned and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to stop it.

"Feng Ji..."

"Master!"

Uncle He couldn't help but want to dissuade him.

Feng Ji had already taken off his shirt at this time, and Jiro Watanabe, who was opposite him, came over laughing.

"Hahaha, I thought that Master Feng was as old-fashioned as these people. I didn't expect that you are a knowledgeable person. Don't worry, I, Jiro Watanabe, keep my word."

"Today I became the groom's official for you, married the bride, and entered the bridal chamber. The Feng family will be my good friends in the Japanese Empire in the future, hahaha."

As he spoke, he came to Feng Ji and stretched out his hand to ask for the wedding dress.

Feng Ji suddenly raised his hand, raised the wedding dress high, and said with a smile: "Do you want the wedding dress? Come and get it yourself."

Watanabe Jiro was stunned and subconsciously reached for it, but he was too short and couldn't reach Feng Ji's arm even if he raised his hand.

Even though he subconsciously stepped on it, he still couldn't reach it.

The look was extremely funny and immediately caused everyone present to burst into laughter.

Everyone also understood that Master Feng did not really want to surrender, but was just teasing the Japanese.

Watanabe Jiro's expression changed and he yelled angrily: "You dare to play tricks on me?"

He suddenly took a step forward and kicked Feng Ji's knee, intending to break Feng Ji's leg bones and force Feng Ji to kneel down.

However, Feng Ji chuckled and did not retreat.

I saw that his legs were slightly bent and he had already performed the iron horse stance.

Bang!

This kick hit Feng Ji's knee.

Watanabe Jiro's face instantly became distorted, and he felt as if his toe was broken, as if he had kicked a stone!

He looked up at Feng Ji, only to see that Feng Ji was motionless.

Watanabe Jiro's heart froze for a moment. He felt incredible. This waste opposite him really knows martial arts?

Feng Ji has reached the level of proficiency in Zhaojiaquan. When the iron horse lands, it is as stable as a mountain. With the golden bell protecting the body, Watanabe Jiro has only practiced karate for a few years.

Even a real karate master would not be able to easily defeat Feng Ji's iron horse stance.

Feng Ji lowered his head to look down at Watanabe Jiro and chuckled: "Didn't you eat? Little Japanese devil."

Watanabe Jiro was immediately furious. Although he didn't understand what the little Japanese meant, he felt the other party's humiliation.

"Bagaya road!"

Watanabe Jiro roared violently, took a sudden step, and jumped up in an instant. He rose into the air and reached out to grab Feng Ji's hand.

However, he had just jumped halfway when he was in mid-air.

Suddenly, Feng Ji's palm suddenly came at him!

call--

The terrifying palm wind roared, and Feng Ji's big hand suddenly hit Jiro Watanabe's face.

"Snapped--"

This slap was so clear and loud that Watanabe Jiro fell from the air in an instant. Before he could hit the ground, Feng Ji kicked him out!

Bang!

Watanabe Jiro rolled out like a ball and knocked over the nearby wine table.

Everyone around was in an uproar!

"Amazing!"

"Master Feng has really practiced martial arts?"

"Didn't you say he was a playboy? Why is he so powerful?"

"This slap is good. It seems to be a move from Tiger Claw Kung Fu?"

"Well done, Master Feng!"

"Hahaha, beat this Japanese to death!"

…

Everyone clapped their hands and applauded.

Feng Ji was also surprised. This little Japanese was weaker than he thought.

He put his wedding clothes back on and said, "I thought you would stain my clothes, but I didn't expect that you wouldn't be able to catch even one of my moves."

He walked towards Jiro Watanabe who fell to the ground and sneered: "Little Japanese, I don't like the phrase "Bagya Road", please call me a butterfly to listen!"

"ah----"

Anger instantly filled Jiro Watanabe's brain, causing him to roar like a roar.

He quickly got up from the ground and roared: "Baga! I'm going to kill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Ji suddenly flashed across from him.

Watanabe Jiro felt his eyes suddenly darken.

Feng Ji's tall figure had already arrived in front of him.

The huge body blocks the sun.

Watanabe Jiro's ferocious expression froze, and his heart palpitated.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Ji's palm whizzed down.

Everyone around was shocked.

With a 'bang' sound, Watanabe Jiro's whole body was like a groundhog, being hit hard on the head by this palm!

"ah--"

Watanabe Jiro fell to the ground again, and there was a scream of pain.

His forehead bulged high and was already swollen from the slap.

His forehead hit the ground, and his head was bleeding.

Before he could roar and get up, he felt a sharp pain in his scalp.

Feng Ji had already grabbed his hair and lifted it gently.

Immediately, Watanabe Jiro's short body was lifted up by him.

Feng Ji looked at Jiro Watanabe, who was swollen into a pig's head, and chuckled: "Kill me? Just you?"

"idiot……"

"Snapped--"

After a slap, Watanabe Jiro rolled his eyes in an instant, and the other cheek swelled into a pig's head.

Feng Ji sneered: "I don't like this sentence."

As he said that, he grabbed Jiro Watanabe's shoulder with his other hand, his fingers turned into claws, and his blood surged.

The fingertips suddenly swelled up, and when I pinched hard, click!

"ah--"

Watanabe Jiro screamed instantly, and his shoulder was crushed deeply by Feng Ji!

Feng Ji showed no mercy at all. He moved his palm to touch the elbow joint and exerted slight pressure.

Click——

The scream came from Watanabe Jiro's mouth again.

His face was pale, and his whole body was shaking with severe pain.

His eyes bulged like dead fish, staring at Feng Ji: "How dare you hurt me... I am the Empire of Japan...".

Feng Ji chuckled: "Can you still stare? Ho ho ho..."

His palm suddenly reached down and suddenly grabbed Watanabe Jiro's crotch!

"call--"

The claw wind roared, and Watanabe Jiro's expression suddenly changed. At this moment, he no longer dared to show off his strength, and shouted in horror: "Ya Zhidie!"

Unfortunately, it was too late. There was a click, and everyone felt their hair stand on end. They subconsciously crossed their legs, feeling cold in their lower bodies, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

But he saw that Jiro Watanabe's face was pale and his lower body was in severe pain. He couldn't even scream, he just rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.

Feng Ji smiled: "Sure enough, it's more interesting for you Japanese women to call you Yachudie."

As soon as he threw it away, Watanabe Jiro was thrown out like garbage.

There was a crash and several tables and chairs were knocked over.

Everyone around them swallowed hard, and some people clearly saw blood spilling from Jiro Watanabe's crotch.

Many people subconsciously covered their crotches.

No one thought that the young master of the Feng family, a playboy known to everyone in Qingyuan County, would be... so terrifying!

Feng Ji clapped his hands, turned to look at Zhang Youde, who was stunned, and said: "Father-in-law, my son-in-law is going to pick up the bride, so please clean up here."

With that said, he strode towards the backyard.

As Feng Ji left, the whole front yard suddenly boiled like boiling water!

"Is that Feng Ji? Is that the young master of the Feng family who is nostalgic for the land of fireworks?"

"What a ruthless skill!"

"Oh, the young master of the Feng family is incredible."

"Well done! Young hero, if you destroy this Japanese descendant bag, I'm afraid this guy will never be able to be a bridegroom officer in his life."

"Master Feng is so powerful that he beats up the Japanese dog!"

Everyone exclaimed, and many people praised loudly.

People followed him one after another, wanting to go to the backyard to catch a glimpse of Feng Ji's wedding style.

The crowd was crowded and noisy, but Zhang Yuan pushed away the crowd and helped Jiro Watanabe under the wine table with a panicked expression.

"Brother Watanabe! Brother Watanabe!"

He looked annoyed and couldn't help but look towards the backyard: "This Feng Ji is too much!"

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