"Good, good play."

Just as Lu Feng was thinking about whether to draw immediately, Chen Zhen came to his side and patted Lu Feng on the shoulder with admiration.

"If Brother Fifth takes action, it will definitely be better than me." Lu Feng smiled modestly.

"Mr. Funago, are you okay?" Yamada Koko walked to his compatriot Funago and asked him about his injuries with concern.

Fukigo Fungo and Yamada Minuko's father are friends, and she should care about it both in terms of emotion and reason.

"I'm fine." Fumio Fumio shook his head.

"You have been beaten and vomited blood, and you still say it's okay!" Yamada Koko's eyes were full of worry.

"Ahem!"

Fumio Fumio blushed and said, "This... nothing matters. Competition with others is common, victory or defeat is common, and vomiting blood is also a very common thing."

After saying that, Fumio Chuanyue looked at Lu Feng and said, "Young man, the old man admits that your kung fu is very good, and I am not your opponent.

However, practicing martial arts is ultimately not as good as practicing guns. Sometimes, practicing martial arts for decades can’t stand a bullet.

Maybe in a few years, both Japan and China’s martial arts will be replaced by guns.”

Fumio Fumio was a pure martial arts practitioner, so he naturally understood the impact of guns on martial arts.

"Mr. Fujinoki said it well."

After hearing Fungo Fun, Chen Zhen nodded, and he agreed with Fungo Fungo.

"Mr. Futsugo is far-sighted and admires me." Lu Feng hugged Futsugo Futsugo and praised sincerely.

As a later generation, Lu Feng understood the influence of guns on martial arts better than Fumio Fumio.

"Okay, although the old man lost today, he played very happily and satisfied. I won't bother you anymore. The old man said goodbye."

Although Fungo Fumio was like a funny old child, he was very graceful. After leaving such a sentence, he turned around and left.

Moreover, he also sang a Japanese song while walking...

"Fifth Brother, I'm leaving in trouble. Let's continue to have a meal."

After Fungo Fumio left, Lu Feng and the other three continued to go into the hut and had breakfast.

Moreover, they began to discuss when Chen Zhen would go abroad.

It was finally confirmed that Chen Zhen went abroad ten days later, and first chose a European country that had not been involved in World War I to study abroad, and then went to France after the World War I ended.

Of course, there must be many things that need to be solved, but Lu Feng is still a bit overwhelmed, so he is not worried that he will not be able to solve the problem of Chen Zhen studying abroad.

After discussing with Chen Zhen, Lu Feng left, but he did not return to Jingwu Gate, but went to the house he bought.

"System, extraction capability."

After locking the door and closing the door, Lu Feng immediately decided to extract Fushitsuki Fumio's ability.

As soon as Lu Feng finished silently reading, a round lottery turntable appeared in his mind.

On the turntable, there are seven areas, each with different words written, namely:

Luck, martial arts talent, martial arts experience, writing language, karate, taekwondo, kendo.

After seeing these abilities of Funjo Fumio, Lu Feng was speechless.

None of these abilities can be seen by him!

However, he was not lost because of this.

Lu Feng doesn't like these abilities of Fumio Fumio, but what if he meets some powerful figure one day?

For example, if Emperor Ye Tian was able to defeat Emperor Ye Tian and draw his Great Saint Body when he was weak, wouldn’t it be great?

"start!"

The more Lu Feng thought about it, the more he felt.

After Lu Feng silently finished the start, the lottery turntable quickly turned.

After about two or three seconds, the speed of the turntable gradually slowed down, and the red pointer finally stopped in the area with the words "language and text".

Immediately afterwards, Lu Feng felt that a stream of Japanese language and text information was transmitted into his mind.

That's all?

A moment later, a look of joy appeared on Lu Feng's face. He found that in just a moment, he had completely mastered the language and text of Japan.

"The system is really strong!"

Lu Feng sincerely praised.

Lu Feng was not dissatisfied with the ability to draw Funfu Chuanyue. In Lu Feng's opinion, there were few other abilities that were stronger than this one.

After extracting his abilities, Lu Feng thought of something, so he asked the system: "I extracted Funfu Chuanyue's language and writing skills. Does it mean that Funfu Chuanyue's language and writing skills are gone?"

"The host is thinking too much, and the system just helps the host copy Funjo Funjo's language and writing ability."

"Copy? This is pretty good."

Lu Feng nodded.

Then, he returned to Jingwu Sect.

In the evening, he greeted Huo Tingen and returned to the yard he bought.

...

It was around 12 a.m.

Most parts of the British Concession have returned to silence.

But in front of the Ecstasy Tower, it was very lively.

The dressed girl is waving and waving her handkerchief.

The clothes are like a dog-like guest, coming in and out in a constant stream.

"Mr. Kameda, please walk slowly. Remember to come again next time..."

The disciple of the Hongkou Dojo Ichiro Kameda, perhaps because he had drunk too much, walked out of the Zuixin Tower staggeringly.

He didn't know how much he drank, and his handsome face turned red into a monkey's butt.

He touched the face of the girl in front of the door: "Okay, okay, your Chinese flower girl is very good, and you will definitely continue tomorrow."

After saying that, he left staggeringly.

He actually didn't want to leave, but he had stayed overnight in Zuixin Tower yesterday. If he stayed overnight tonight, he would definitely be scolded by Takashi Fujita.

Anyway, he has to leave tonight.

Because he was drunk, he walked slowly and swayed left and right.

It took me about twenty minutes to walk and only less than two miles away.

At this time, the road was extremely quiet, and there was no other sound except for the occasional barking of dogs.

"Lu Feng... Jingwu Sect, I will die sooner or later... I will definitely take revenge..."

Kameda Ichiro muttered while walking, obviously, he held a very resentment from Lu Feng and Jingwumen.

He regarded the biggest shame in his life as his life when he was beaten up by Lu Feng a few days ago.

"Revenge, how are you going to take revenge?"

At this moment, a sound suddenly sounded, which was Kameda Ichiro's native Japanese language.

Kameda Ichiro quickly looked around and finally found a man in Japanese samurai suit behind him.

"Who are you……"

Kameda Ichiro rubbed his confused eyes and found that he didn't know this person.

But what is certain is that the other party’s Japanese words are so good and he is wearing Japanese warrior uniforms, so he must be his compatriots.

"I am your father!"

The other party cursed.

"Chinese language..."

"Bang!"

Kameda Ichiro was slightly stunned. As soon as he was about to get angry, he saw the other party suddenly rushing towards him. Before he could say anything else, he was hit on the back of his neck and fainted.

"Damn it, heavier than a pig."

After knocking him out, Ichiro Kameda's "compatriots" carried Ichiro Kameda and ran towards a path.

Soon, it disappeared into the quiet streets.

...

"Wow!"

As a basin of cold water poured down, Kameda Ichiro opened his hazy eyes.
To be continued...