Xie Jiannan covered the wound on his lower back, leaning against the corner, looking at the people standing in front of him. Then he realized: "You!... You... When the hell did you betray me!?...?..."

Wang Manxi walked over to Chen Dong with a smile on her face, then sat down on the desk with her butt twisted: "It's not that we betrayed you, but we never stood on your side!

Didn’t Master Dong just remind you that women are scarier than tigers?

Don't you think about it? I'm a woman, and I've put in so much effort to get a place in the west of the city. How could I give myself away with everything just because of a few sweet words from you?

After spending too much time in Chinatown, have you forgotten these two old sayings: There is no such thing as a free lunch, and a toad can’t even dream of eating a swan!

After she finished speaking, she turned and leaned towards Chen Dong, raised her delicate hand and stretched it out: "Although this beast is a little old, a tiger is still a tiger. In terms of skills in bed, it can't compare to you, but in terms of wisdom and experience, you are still far behind!

But Master Dong, don’t be discouraged. Go to my Treasure Pavilion for some treatment and you’ll definitely be able to bloom again…”

Chen Dong avoided Wang Manyi's hand and stared at Xie Jiannan with a cold gaze: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it!

Do you know why I haven't found a woman for all these years? A bunch of people outside have been guessing behind my back, saying that the explosion at the building materials factory not only took the lives of my wife and children, but also damaged my vitals.

But actually, my penis is fine, even stronger than yours. The explosion did hurt me, but it only hurt me emotionally! Women are creatures, to be played with, not to be trusted.

You can legitimately negotiate terms with them and do business with them, but if you trade hearts for hearts, the only outcome will be death!"

Wang Manxi grumbled, but she wasn't angry at all. Instead, she smiled even more broadly: "Master Dong, I'm still here. Even if you didn't praise me, you can't slander me. I've been tormented by that fat guy these days. It's been very hard..."

The situation suddenly changed and the situation reversed in an instant, and Xie Jiannan was suddenly trapped.

Xie Jiannan has been dealing with Chen Dong for more than a year or two. When he saw the coldness in his eyes, he knew that he would be in great danger today!

He glared at Wang Manxi with dissatisfaction, then glared at the long-faced Lao Wu, punched the floor hard, and wanted to say something, but his body twitched violently, and then he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground without any reaction.

Chen Dong slowly poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and then instructed several of his old subordinates: "Fatty Xie is also a boss, don't let his death be too painful. Since he has fainted, just send him on his way."

Several people were about to attack, but Sawakawa Ichiro stood in the middle and yelled "Wait!", then turned his gaze to Chen Dong: "Master Dong, we Japanese ninjas are loyal and righteous. Brother Nan has already lost! Chengnan is yours, please spare his life. As a price, I am willing to commit seppuku and die in his place!"

Ichiro Sawakawa's Chinese always sounds like it has a lisp. Although it sounds funny, the expression on his face is very determined, like a javelin standing still with his back straight!

Chen Dong had experienced all kinds of ups and downs in his life. He was not afraid of tyrannical people and admired loyal warriors the most. Hearing Sawakawa Ichiro's words, he immediately became interested. He put down his teacup and smiled slightly: "I have never had a good impression of the Japanese, but your act of risking your life to protect your master is indeed admirable.

Since you have this intention, fine, I'll grant you your wish. But I don't need you to fight me for my life. Isn't the Japanese Bushido spirit about being loyal and willing to die? I haven't exercised in a few years, so today I'll make an exception and challenge you to a duel of life and death.

If you lose, Fatty Xie will naturally die too.

If you win, feel free to take him away, no one will stop you!"

After hearing this, Ichiro Sawakawa's eyes flashed with gratitude. He bent down slightly and said, "Okay" as a thank you!

Hearing this, Murong Jie and Lao Wu beside him were a little panicked. Lao Wu reminded in a deep voice: "Master Dong, he is not an ordinary scoundrel. He is swift and accurate in his swordplay. You might have been able to deal with him easily when you were young, but now I'm afraid you are unable to do so!"

Murong Jie immediately responded, "That's right, Master Dong, you haven't seen that bastard fight. His samurai sword spins like a special fan. Even though you're a great hero, this guy can't refuse to admit his age!"

Wang Manxi also blinked, seemingly acting coquettishly, but actually sending a signal: "The matter is already a foregone conclusion, why bother with all those fancy things? You have so many elite soldiers and generals under your command, Master Dong, you should just enjoy your tea and watch the show, and try not to get involved in the affairs of the younger generation!"

Chen Dong laughed heartily. Before he could say anything, an old bastard in the crowd said gruffly, "Although Master Dong is old, he's still more than capable of dealing with these little devils. You don't have to worry!"

After saying that, he pulled out a bayonet from his body and threw it over.

The bayonet was very beautiful, with a colored steel handle and a silver blade. The blade was shallow but extremely sharp. There was an eagle claw hollowed out on the back of the blade, and there was a ring above the handle. It was thin and long, and the end was extremely sharp!

Chen Dong caught it steadily in his hand, and the whole person seemed to be reborn in an instant. His tiger eyes burst with momentum, and a bloodthirsty look appeared on his face.

He gently stroked the blade, as if recalling some past experience. The expression on his face changed again and again, finally settling on a fierce and brave one. He raised his eyelids and walked to the open space in front of the desk. He stood with his feet together, chest and head held high, and even straighter than Sawakawa Ichiro: "Come on!"

Ichiro Sawakawa did not dare to be careless. He walked up slowly, stood opposite, raised his samurai sword and got into position. He roared and rushed forward, aiming at Chen Dong's neck and slashing!

Chen Dong did not fight back with a bayonet, but lowered his body into a horse stance, swaying left and right to dodge flexibly. Sawakawa Ichiro's consecutive strikes all missed!

This scene stunned everyone. They didn't expect that Chen Dong, who usually moved slowly and lazily, actually had such skills!

Ichiro Sawagawa also felt a bit exhausted. His attack speed was obviously very fast, but the samurai sword could not hit the target. After a few unsuccessful attacks, he retreated and adjusted his attack state.

After looking Chen Dong up and down again, Ichiro Sawakawa frowned, ran a few steps and rushed forward, suddenly knelt on one knee to change the direction of attack, and swung the samurai sword horizontally with all his might.

This sudden change was very effective. As the cold light of the samurai sword flashed, the clothes on Chen Dong's abdominal wall were cut open, and blood flowed out.

Several people's hearts tightened, and they couldn't help but shout out: "Master Dong!"

But Chen Dong's expression remained calm. He lowered his head to look at the wound on his abdomen, then turned and walked away.

When he returned to his desk and sat down again, Ichiro Sawagawa, who was kneeling on one knee, finally reacted. He fell headfirst, his eyes wide open, his face full of shock and astonishment!

The long, sharp bayonet suddenly appeared above his throat!