Zhang Hui is an authentic Chinese, although his father is doing business here, but he is very patriotic in his bones.

He has been in the country for so many years, and he has also been humiliated by some extremist Japanese people, but he has tried his best to resist, and he can solve it with his fists, and no one will be allowed to insult his country!

He has always believed in a sentence, as a Chinese person, there should be a Chinese soul!

At this moment, when he heard that Koizumi Taro actually asked him to kneel and learn to bark at a dog, he naturally would not compromise, and this kind of humiliation was more uncomfortable for him than killing him.

"Looks like you've chosen the second path!"

Ono Taro narrowed his mung bean-sized eyes, revealing a strong killing intent.

"If you have the ability, you will kill Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will not let you go if he is a ghost in the future!"

Zhang Hui twisted his neck and said angrily, he saw that he was afraid that he would not be able to run away from the scene in front of him, so he simply let it go.

"Break his leg for me, I see if he kneels or not!"

Ono Taro's expression was cold, and he ordered his bodyguards.

"Actually, there is a third way......"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded faintly in the alley, as if it came from hell, and everyone who listened to it felt cold on their backs, and goosebumps rose.

"Who!"

Taro Ono was startled and looked around.

But after looking for a long time, there was not even half a figure, only a trace of coldness rushed from the soles of his feet.

"Ahh

At this moment, one of the bodyguards suddenly let out a terrible scream, knelt on the ground, covered his neck with his hands, and thick red blood gushed out from his fingers.

It wasn't until his body fell to the ground that everyone reacted and gathered around, looking around vigilantly with a frightened face.

Followed by......

Another scream rang out.

It was a personal bodyguard next to Taro Ono, his neck seemed to be choked, and the whole person was lifted up, and then fell heavily to the ground and fell into a puddle of flesh!

"Quick! Get him out!

Ono's legs trembled, and he shouted at the few remaining bodyguards.

He snatched the pistol from one of the bodyguards, and from time to time looked around like a little sheep being targeted by a wolf, making a final struggle.

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, the remaining bodyguards were all lifted into the air by the mysterious power, and their necks seemed to be slashed by sharp weapons, and blood gushed out like a spring, spilling on the ground, brilliant as cherry blossoms.

"Plop!" "Plop!"

Several corpses fell to the ground like pork.

Onotaro's eyes widened, his body trembling more and more, and he staggered towards the exit of the alley, rolling and crawling. As if he had seen a ghost, he still screamed indistinctly.

Before he could take two steps, a rattan burrowed out of the ground and lifted his body into the air.

"Uh-huh—"

Taro Ono kicked his legs wildly, his eyes frightened and frightened, and he wanted to cry for help, but a small rattan wrapped around his neck.

There was a strong feeling of suffocation, so that he couldn't make any sound.

Ticking yellow urine trickled down his crotch, and there was a stench.

"Click......

At this moment, a sound of footsteps came slowly.

Under the cold moonlight, a figure gradually appeared in the depths of the alley, revealing Qin Yang's indifferent face.

Ono Taro looked at him with a puzzled and puzzled face.

He didn't recognize Qin Yang as a passenger sitting on the same plane with him, but he couldn't understand why the other party wanted to kill him.

"Chinese people. ”

Qin Yang spoke lightly.

It seems that a reason to kill him was given.

After saying this, Ono Taro's head was twisted ninety degrees and completely dead.

Cleaning up the corpse, Qin Yang looked at Zhang Hui, who was sitting on the ground, stretched out his hand, and smiled faintly: "Yes, very gentleman, I didn't embarrass the Huaxia people." ”

Zhang Hui swallowed his saliva and asked tentatively, "Martial artist?"

If it is said that it is a martial artist, the other party can actually use magic. But if it is said that it is an immortal cultivator, there is also a ban in this Tokyo, and it is impossible to be so powerful.

"Whatever you guess, it's just that you're from China anyway. ”

Qin Yang shrugged.

Hearing the other party's words, the fear in Zhang Hui's heart disappeared in an instant, and a smile appeared on his face, grabbed the other party's hand, and said with a smile: "My name is Zhang Hui, I don't know if you are ......"

"King Lu Ren. ”

Qin Yang pulled him up from the ground and said lightly.

"What a name, domineering. ”

Zhang Hui's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "With this name and this strength, you can feel a breath of the king's spirit, phew, it's the breath of the overlord!"

"Okay, let's go back, be careful before, after all, it's someone else's territory. ”

Qin Yang reminded him and turned to leave.

"Mr. Lu, wait......"

Zhang Hui caught up and said with a smile. "Mr. Lu, this is your first time in Tokyo, you are not familiar with the place here, and it is troublesome to find a hotel, or I will take you to a hotel, which is our family's industry, not far from here, and there are many Chinese there. ”

Qin Yang hesitated for a moment and nodded.

……

Along the way, Zhang Hui told Qin Yang some things about the Wa Kingdom and even Tokyo.

For example, some famous big families, some underworld forces such as the Yamaguchi-gumi, and the recent Dragon Soul hacker door incident.

Through Zhang Hui's narration, Qin Yang learned that the people of the Wa Kingdom are now in great mood, perhaps because the phrase 'spanking the emperor' has caused the gods in their minds to be blasphemed, and the psychology of resisting Huaxia is becoming more and more serious.

Some radicals began to smash Chinese restaurants, occasionally humiliate Chinese students, and even some government officials visited shrines more frequently.

All indications indicate that China is provoking.

"Mr. Lu, do you think that dragon soul can really hit the emperor's ass?"

Zhang Hui asked.

"What do you think?" Qin Yang asked with a smile.

Zhang Hui hesitated for a moment and shook his head slightly: "I think it's unlikely, maybe it's just talking." But even if it's just talking, it's awesome, don't you know that those little devils saw the words of spanking the emperor's ass on their computer screens, and they all screamed in anger. ”

"Sometimes, just talking doesn't work, only spanking them can let them know that it hurts. ”

Qin Yang patted him on the shoulder and said lightly.

And so it is. Zhang Hui nodded, revealing a hehehe smile. "In this way, I kind of believe that the emperor is going to be spanked. ”

Coming to the hotel, under Zhang Hui's arrangement, Qin Yang stayed in a presidential suite.

"Mr. Lu, it's getting late now, you can rest first, and if you need anything, you can call me. ”

Zhang Hui took out a business card and handed it to Qin Yang.

"Yes. ”

Qin Yang nodded and didn't say much.

After Zhang Hui left, Qin Yang walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the imperial palace in the distance, and a bloodthirsty smile slowly cracked at the corner of his mouth: "Emperor, are you ready?"

(End of chapter)