His members also shouted along with the chairman's voice, very loudly.

"Damn it, you call for backup when you can't beat them? You have no sportsmanship, woman."

Qinglang's face was very unpleasant because he saw that Chen Feng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. It seemed that he was really going to lose his life here this time, and he couldn't beat him at all.

"Hehe, there's an old Chinese saying, 'Those who know when to yield are the heroes.' I advise you to surrender, or you will be killed without mercy."

Iga Sakura's smile blooms like a plum blossom, yet it is as dangerous as a venomous snake.

"Chen Feng, what should we do?"

Looking at the scene before him, Bailong swallowed hard. Damn it, five Jonin. He could have taken care of them with just one, let alone five more.

They possess strong fighting skills and killing techniques, but those are only for ordinary people and general special forces personnel.

If you use it to deal with these Jonin-level masters, it's absolutely impossible.

"No need to ask, we've come this far, we've already disregarded life and death, let's just do it."

The black bear roared.

"We can't beat them, we simply can't beat them."

Blue Wolf howled in despair, "Five Jonin! I might as well just kill myself!"

The old cat was the most seriously injured and could only gasp for breath.

Everyone turned their attention to Chen Feng, awaiting his answer, whether it was the four people behind him, the hundreds of people, or Iga Sakura and the four ninjas behind her.

"Since you know the ancient Chinese saying, you should also know that there is another Chinese saying: 'A true man would rather die than surrender.' When facing foreigners, even a common man's anger can lead to bloodshed. No one has ever dared to speak to the Chinese people; they are only fit to grovel at the feet of our great nation."

Chen Feng slowly raised his Japanese sword, his killing intent fully revealed at that moment.

"So, you chose death. Unfortunately, this was a very unwise decision."

Disappointment appeared on Iga Sakurayuki's face.

"No..."

Um?

? ? ?

Everyone looked at Chen Feng, and he uttered a single word: "No."

Iga Sakura smiled, thinking Chen Feng had come to his senses. "So, what's your choice?"

hey-hey!

Chen Feng smiled, then slowly looked at everyone, speaking calmly and deliberately, "My choice is... I... will... take on... ten... Jonin, these trash..."

Boom!

The entire audience fell silent, utterly astonished.

The white dragon, black bear, blue wolf, and old cat all had their mouths agape like hippos.

Damn, this is too arrogant! Not only does he call Jonin trash, but he also wants to fight ten of them. Does he even want to fly to the sky?

"Baka!"

Clang, clang, clang, clang.

Four Japanese swords were instantly drawn, and four black-clad ninjas cursed loudly, saying it was a great humiliation to them.

Iga Sakura's smile instantly turned into a chilling killing intent. "You're really asking for death."

Kato, seemingly even more agitated than the nameless Jonin, kept shouting, "You bastards! All you Chinese pigs are dead! Brothers of the Main Company, kill him a chicken!"

Chen Feng didn't even glance at the clamoring Kato Jiba in the distance, but turned to look at Bai Long, Qing Lang, Lao Mao, and Hei Xiong.

"These trash are yours to handle. Be careful. I'll take care of these six."

The four men, including Qinglang, swallowed hard; their eyes practically bulged out.

"No... bro, are you sure you can take on five Jonin by yourself?"

"They're just five Jonin, what? Are you afraid I can't beat them?"

Chen Feng looked relaxed.

But Qinglang and the others didn't believe this at all, because Chen Feng had fought that female ninja, Iga Sakura, for a long time by himself. Now that all six of them were attacking together, how could he possibly win?

They didn't know that the real reason Chen Feng and Iga Sakura had been fighting for so long was that Chen Feng was actually practicing his martial arts. After all, it was his first time fighting a Jonin, and he needed to figure out their attack methods and intensity.

In addition, I have a strong memory for movements, but I have never actually fought in one, so I took this opportunity to practice.

"How about this, I and Qinglang hold off these guys, while Bailong and Heixiong assist you. If we can hold out until reinforcements arrive, we might be able to escape."

The old cat spoke.

support?

Do we have any more support?

The blue wolf gave a bitter smile.

"Yes, they may take some time to get here, so we can't push ourselves too hard, we have to hold on."

After saying that, Old Cat pointed to a few houses not far away.

"The best course of action is for us all to retreat into those houses and wait for reinforcements."

"If there is indeed support, then I agree."

Bai Long and Hei Xiong nodded in agreement. After all, their strength was similar to that of Qing Lang and his group. Now, seeing that both of them were seriously injured, and that there were some members of this gang who were only slightly weaker than them but outnumbered them, they had no chance of winning in a fight.

"Retreat?"

"Do you really think that retreating will lead to success? I don't know who your so-called support is, but I guarantee they won't get here."

"Your arrival has already given them a heads-up. They don't want a few people to come one after another. If I'm not mistaken, the outer perimeter is now full of military and police."

Holding a Japanese sword, Chen Feng showed no fear of the powerful aura of the five Jonin opposite him.

He turned to look at the four people behind him and continued, "The situation is clear now. Their target is me, so you have a good chance to fight your way out. How can we, the men of China, retreat? We must fight our way out."

"What will you do if we fight our way out?"

The white dragon asked.

"Your presence here is what slows down my sword-drawing speed, understand?"

Chen Feng said without any politeness.

"No, even if we fight our way out, Miss and the family won't forgive us, because our orders are to protect..."

Qinglang was halfway through his last sentence when he noticed his face turning slightly red.

"Say it, protect me? You can't protect me at all. Hurry up and leave. They probably won't risk their lives to stop you."

Chen Feng laughed and scolded.

"How about we discuss this?"

The blue wolf looked at the other three and asked.

Unfortunately, the situation didn't give them any time to discuss it. Kato, the captain, could no longer tolerate the way these Chinese people were chatting without any fear in front of his hundreds of soldiers.

"The job of killing chickens and chopping them into minced meat."

"kill....."

Hundreds of people on both sides of the street, armed with various weapons, attacked the crowd in the middle like two huge dark clouds, their voices deafening.

"Damn it, what's the point of discussing? In this situation, we either die here or fight our way out like Chen Feng said."

"Let's attack in one direction first and see if they won't fight to the death to intercept us, as Chen Feng said."

"Which direction should we break out in?"

"Did you see that leader? Damn it, charge over there and kill him! Stop talking nonsense and fight for him."

The black bear had a fiery temper and was about to charge, but was stopped by the white dragon and the blue wolf.