Super Small Farmer

"Yang Tao, it's you!"

Yamaki Jiro gritted his teeth, and the calm Yamajiro disappeared in an instant. He hates Yang Tao. If it weren't for Yang Tao, where would he have suffered so many setbacks? !

"Well, isn't it me?!"

Yang Tao's voice did not change, it still came from the place where it started. It was probably right next to the door, but even so, Jiro Yanagi didn't do it!

He was waiting, waiting for the best time, one hit would kill. At the same time, he was vigilant, wary that Yang Tao was slamming him, trying to take the opportunity to kill Yamaki Jiro.

"good very good!"

Yamaki Jiro's whole body was trembling with anger. He didn't expect that Yang Tao could even walk in front of him. Shame, this is the shame of his Yamaki Jiro.

If this matter was known to Ishida Nino, he would definitely mock himself fiercely.

And the only way to wash away this shame is to make Yang Tao die. To slaughter Yang Tao must be slaughtered, and he is definitely not allowed to die.

"Keko, don't worry, soon, I will be able to avenge you soon!"

Hube Linye's expression was a little panic at the moment, and he behaved quite normal at this point. Even Yang Tao didn't pay much attention to the Hube forest.

It was Yanagyu Jiro in secret that really made him feel dangerous.

"Tick~"

A drop of bright red blood appeared out of thin air at the doorway and fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

"Hehe, it seems to be exposed."

Yang Tao's self-deprecating voice came from where the blood drop was. Immediately afterwards, Yang Tao's figure slowly emerged from the air in front of Yamaki Jiro.

"Liu Shengjun, subdue him, I will kill him myself!"

With a sigh, Yamaki Jiro raised his finger, pointed at Yang Tao firmly, and then jabbed it a few times. After that, he suddenly turned around, sat on the office chair, and easily picked up the wine glass on the table.

"Yang Tao, since you are here, you must have some abilities. Unfortunately, you are still too stupid." With frivolous eyes and disdainful words, Yamaki Jiro shook the red wine in the glass slightly. The whole person seemed to have recovered his calm in an instant.

This is a kind of self-confidence, a kind of self-confidence that comes from Jiro Yagyu! With the existence of Jiro Yanagi, he believes that Yang Tao's final ending will still not change!

"Confidence? Where do you come from?"

The corner of Yang Tao's mouth was slightly raised, and he looked at Yamagi Jiro curiously. No matter what the color or the action, it seems very random.

Yamaki Jiro didn't feel anything about this kind of randomness, but the Tobe Rinye next to him and Yanagi Jiro in the dark had their eyes shrinking at the same time.

They can feel that the surrounding atmosphere has suddenly undergone a subtle change. This change comes from their feelings. It seemed that a trace of violent aura suddenly appeared in the surrounding air.

This breath is very ordinary, ordinary as simple as a person's anger. But this is not right. On the occasion here, there is an anger, which is very abnormal.

They are restraining and keeping themselves calm. Only in this way can they guarantee their own safety. At the same time, the safety of Yamaki Jiro must be guaranteed!

"Humph!"

Yamaki Jiro snorted coldly, turned the office chair under him slightly, turned his head slightly, holding the wine glass, and looking out the window, as if he didn't want to waste his tongue with a dead person.

"I am Jiro Yanagi, a Chinese native, please remember the name of the person who killed you."

The voice of Yanagyu Jiro echoed in the surroundings. Floating, preventing Yang Tao from having a chance to judge his position by sound.

"Huh? Can I ask a question?"

Yang Tao frowned, holding the other injured arm in one hand, and the drop of blood just dropped from that arm.

This is the price of killing the two ninjas later, the price of carelessness.

"As a recognition of a strong man like you, I can satisfy you with a question."

It was still a floating voice, even if Jiro Yanagi agreed, Yang Tao would not be careless. No one would think that Jiro Yanagi would not attack suddenly in the middle of asking and answering questions.

"In fact, there is nothing, I just want to know, are you a super soldier of the original body or a copy?"

Boom!

It seems a very simple question, but when asked by Yang Tao, it resounded in Jiro Yanagi's ears, but it was like thunder.

While asking this, Yang Tao's hands had already begun to turn red! This is the best and most effective way to disturb the other's mind!

According to Shanmu Group's urinary sex, the more outstanding people are, the more they should carry out the Super Warrior Project. According to this logic of thinking, it is inevitable that people like Jiro Yagyu will not be trained secretly.

However, Yang Tao is even more aware that people like Jiro Yanagi have the spirit of the so-called Bushido. They should not tolerate such things and happen to them.

"what?!"

Sure enough, Jiro Yanagi never thought about such a problem at first. At this moment, Yang Tao proposed that the whole person was not calm, the originally good hidden breath, at this moment, there was a slight fluctuation.

"It's now!"

Yang Tao's reddish hands instantly condensed a fireball, directly bombarding the side of the fluctuating breath.

All he has to wait for is such an opportunity! Sure enough, as he expected, his own problem worked.

"Damn it!"

In front of the fireball, a figure suddenly appeared in the air. Holding a samurai sword in his hand, Jiro Yagyu burst out a stab at the fireball unexpectedly.

But how did Yang Tao miss such a good opportunity? At the same time as the fireball was thrown out, the sword qi he learned from Jieli Tan was also thrown away.

Moreover, his own figure quickly disappeared from the eyes of everyone.

"Bump!"

Around, Yang Tao was constantly changing positions, with fireballs and sword energy, constantly bombarding Yanagyu Jiro.

"Baga!"

Passive, Jiro Yagyu at this moment is too passive. This made him feel extremely aggrieved. When did he encounter such a situation.

Following a burst of anger from Yanagyu Jiro, a powerful breath burst out of him. Instantly broke through all Yang Tao's attacks.

"Yang Tao, you are very good."

Kaka Kaka...

The fist was clenched tightly, and there was a ring of noises between the fingers. Jiro Yagyu slowly held the samurai sword in both hands, and the breath that had just soared was steady!

"The cultivation base is equivalent to the third level of Qi Condensation, sure enough! This little devil is really not to be underestimated."

In secret, Yang Tao was slightly speechless. He had long thought of the strength of the other party, but he did not expect that the other party would be one level higher than himself.

However, this is still within the controllable range, because he has fire, this is his assassin, confident that he can handle this powerful enemy in front of him.

But what Yang Tao didn't notice was that Hube Linye had his hands behind his back at this moment, and he held a box in his hand. The inside of the box opened, and bursts of cold air emerged from the box. Lying in the box, the blue bottle that Hube Linye prepared at the beginning...