After giving the four of them a glance, Hu Xiaobei smiled faintly...
Soon, Hu Xiaobei spoke with a face full of mockery, "Previously, I heard that there are decent Bushido Spirits in Japan, but now it seems that the so-called essence of the Bushido Spirit is to use numbers to bully the few."
Tanaka Shoichi heard Hu Xiaobei's chilly mockery and snorted with disdain, "Don't bother me with this nonsense! This is a life and death duel, and there's no need for me to talk about Bushido Spirit with you."
"Suit yourself, but I guessed that you would do this anyway. However, whatever you do, the outcome will be the same, today, you're dead for sure."
"I'm dead for sure? I do hope I could die! But I'm afraid you don't have the skills to make that happen."
As he said this, Tanaka Shoichi looked toward his four expressionless subordinates...
At that moment, he coldly ordered in a ghostly tone, "The four of you, don't give him any chances, just kill him for me!"
