Chapter 166: Another Battlefield (1)

The dance party suddenly broke out in a turmoil, the silk and bamboo wind music over there, the light song and dance, the saber rattling here, the touch was imminent, and the guests who gathered around did not know why, and looked at the situation here with a blank face.

When they saw the two wolf-like Japanese soldiers, viciously pounced on Xiao Ling, some female guests couldn't help screaming, this star of the ball, the girl who is like a flower and jade, is going to be unlucky, looking at her delicate appearance, she will definitely suffer a big loss.

The two devil officers hit the iron plate, a tall figure, a wall in front of Xiao Ling, I didn't see how to move, these two devil officers flew out upside down just like when they came, rolled a few on the ground, and after getting up, their eyes flashed with suspicion.

In front of Xiao Ling, it was the mountain tiger, he couldn't help it for a long time, without Tang Qiuli's order, he was so anxious that his eyes were on fire, but he could be regarded as seeing a hint, he came up in a flash, straightened up, and knocked the two devil officers out.

Shanhu is also a veteran of the battle, he knows that it is not appropriate to kill people on such occasions, all, there is no killer, otherwise, these two devil officers will still be alive.

Xiao Ling, who confronted the Japanese woman, didn't give the two unlucky devil officers the corner of her eyes, she knew that Qiuli would not let herself suffer, Tang Qiuli sat elegantly on the chair, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, took a sip comfortably, and didn't seem to pay attention to what was happening in front of him.

This series of events happened in a short period of time, and the Chinese and foreign guests only saw Ichiro Koizumi, who was still in a coma, with a face full of food and drink, and the two Japanese officers who fell to the ground and got up from the wolf.

What attracts everyone's attention even more is that the two number one beauties at tonight's cocktail party are actually confronting each other angrily, and their soft waists are no longer as weak as the wind swinging willows, but like a bow full of strength, they will shoot a fatal blow at any time.

Seeing the body like a mountain tiger and a hill, blocking next to Xiaoling, and then looking at the two Japanese officers, everyone understood, it must have been the Japanese officers who did not do anything good and were beaten out by the bodyguards, but these two women are right, what is going on?

The organizer of the cocktail party, the president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, complained bitterly, he also knew that it must be the Japanese who were wrong, the key is that we can't afford to mess with these Japanese, these guys are sideways in Tianjin, and I don't know what the origin of this Mr. Qiu is, how did he provoke these unreasonable masters? I can't bear it and it's over, it's really an ancestor who caused trouble, and he's still young

If you don't show up, you won't be hit, he hurriedly came over to play a round, and first bowed to the Japanese woman: "Miss Takashima, I'm very sorry, I apologize to you on behalf of Mr. Qiu, Mr. Qiu just arrived in Tianjin, I don't know the situation here, I hope you are magnanimous and sell a face to the old man, even if this matter is over, another day the contemptible people will set up a banquet and make amends in person."

This president is really painstaking, his intentions are good, afraid that Tang Qiu will suffer losses, he would rather suffer some grievances himself, after all, everyone is Chinese.

Hearing this, Tang Qiuli's eyebrows were erected, and a face that was still wearing a cynical smile instantly became cold and terrifying, his hand clutched the wine glass tightly, and a sad and indignant feeling appeared on his face.

The chairman turned his head and bowed to the two Japanese officers: "Your Excellency Komura and Your Excellency Hashimoto, I am really sorry, I apologize to the two of you on behalf of Mr. Qiu, I hope you can forgive Mr. Qiu's recklessness, the subordinates are not sensible, I will let Mr. Qiu punish him."

Takashima slowly withdrew his strength, and like the two Japanese officers, he just snorted in his nose, which was considered to be a thin face for this kind-hearted, but heartwarming president, and looked at Tang Qiuli and Xiaoling with arrogant and victorious eyes, feeling as if he had won another "918" so proud.

Tang Qiuli's face was pale and terrifying, and he was holding the fingers of the wine glass, because of the exertion, the joints had turned white, and the person next to him seemed to hear the sound of the wine glass breaking.

At this point, it seems that the matter can be revealed, although Tang Qiu's grief and grief almost make him uncontrollable, why are the Chinese people so unbearable, whether they are sad about their misfortune or angry with them, originally this kind president will not come forward, he will definitely make these Japanese garbage ugly.

However, the last thing he wanted to see appeared, and he also understood that the purpose of this president was to protect him, but this protection made him more uncomfortable than killing him, and on such occasions, especially in the presence of so many foreigners, they did not understand the cause of the matter, and they could not start disputes and force themselves out, and he could not let these foreigners think that the Chinese were impolite, uneducated, and a group of barbarians.

But this breath was held in his heart, whether there was a chance to attack, he felt that his heart was torn and painful, his face turned from pale to iron, his eyes shot a compelling cold light, and a murderous aura suddenly spread to the sky, and everyone around, including foreigners, felt embarrassed to breathe, and couldn't help but shiver in his heart.

The Japanese woman named Takashima glanced at Tang Qiuli in surprise, the vigilance in her eyes became even stronger, and the two Japanese officers were also stunned, so strong murderous, this is the murderous aura that can only be possessed by iron-blooded soldiers who have been killed on the battlefield for many years, and masters of internal strength.

What is the origin of this Mr. Qiu? How can a seemingly weak big boy have the mixed temperament of an iron-blooded soldier and a martial arts master? This person is not simple, this is the common feeling of the three of them, and they touched each other's eyes again, and the smug look in their eyes disappeared a lot.

Anyway, they have the upper hand today, for this Mr. Qiu who doesn't know the details, it's better not to act rashly, all, they nodded slightly towards Tang Qiuli and Xiaoling, which can be regarded as putting this matter down, and at the same time, in front of other powers, they also do enough to save face.

Finally, they are quite interesting, knowing that they are advancing and retreating, Tang Qiuli is already on the verge of going berserk, only the little devil has further moves, even if it is an insult to the Chinese, no matter what international image he **, the opinion of foreign devils, all go to his ** eggs, cripple these Japanese garbage, or else, he is really afraid of this internal injury.

No matter in that time and space, Tang Qiuli's national self-esteem and national honor and disgrace are the bottom line in his heart, break through this bottom line, in his words, "God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha", now, the bottom line in his heart is already on the verge of breaking, but it is his own compatriots who touch his psychological bottom line, let him do nothing

The resentment that arises from this cannot be discharged, so he uses the urge to kill.

The ten soldiers looked at the commander in surprise, and they didn't understand, what happened to the commander? There's a little devil in front of you, why don't you let me do it? There was only an order, and within thirty seconds, the custody turned these little devils into corpses, and they all looked at Tang Qiuli with expectant eyes.

Xiao Ling and Shan Hu have been by Tang Qiuli's side for a long time, they understand Tang Qiuli's approach, the words of the president just now are also unacceptable to them, and their mood is extremely uncomfortable, the muscles on Shan Hu's body gradually bulge, almost breaking the suit, like a big bomb that is about to explode at any time.

The guests who were closer to the mountain tiger, forced by his momentum, took a few steps back in fear, this big man, like an angry lion, seemed to have a terrible explosive force in his body, and they believed that as long as this big man struck, anyone would die.

Xiao Ling looked at Tang Qiuli worriedly, far from her usual face, she couldn't help but feel a heartache, and suddenly had a thought of self-blame in her heart, all because of herself, if she was an ordinary woman, probably not so much trouble, she reached out to hold Tang Qiuli's hand, and felt the uneven waves in her lover's heart, like a landslide, like a tsunami, like a volcano, crashing into his chest.

She grabbed Tang Qiuli's hand tighter, Tang Qiuli felt Xiao Ling's worry, he often exhaled, and the murderous aura on his body slowly dissipated, giving Xiao Ling a reluctant smile, just to comfort the frightened heart of his lover.

The Chinese and foreign guests were also light, the invisible pressure completely dissipated, and the heart breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, that did not want to spoil the beautiful atmosphere of tonight, this matter, with such a nearly happy ending, is also what everyone wants.

Those foreigners, looking at Tang Qiuli's eyes were full of appreciation, and seemed to appreciate his self-cultivation and gentlemanly demeanor, but the kind of pity in his eyes stabbed Tang Qiuli in the blood, just like on a stormy night, the rich neighbor, on the balcony of his villa, looking at the poor neighbor, the thatched hut that was not enough to shelter from the wind and rain, crumbling in the wind and rain, but did not want to stretch out his hand.

The country is weak and the people are poor, a hundred years of weakness, when will the motherland be strong, so that the great powers are not looking down on their motherland from above, with a crisp sound of "pop", the wine glass in Tang Qiuli's hand, turned into pieces of crystal fragments, like a pure heart, suddenly shattered, red blood, dripping along the slender fingers, on the white cloth, printed into a little plum blossom, this kind of pity gaze, Tang Qiuli was hurt more strictly.

If this is the end of the matter, there will be a lot of wars and killings in the world, and Tang Qiuli can only use a long time to eliminate the psychological shadow of tonight, and on the battlefield in the northeast, eliminate more Japanese devils and eliminate the resentment in his heart.

That Koizumi Ichiro, who was rescued by other Japanese, hurriedly cleaned up the juice and salad all over his face, only to reveal his personal appearance, this garbage did not know, during the time he was unconscious, many things happened.

Dizzily looked around, he found that his garbage compatriots were all in front of him, bold, he hadn't forgotten the stubble of the flower girl, with full of anger, he rushed to Xiao Ling, reached out to grab Xiao Ling's clothes, and shouted in his mouth: "Zhi Na Hua girl, your reparations, dancing work, um"

There is no respect in the tone of this Japanese garbage, especially the "um" squeezed out of the throat, which is even more arrogant and domineering, intimidating and threatening.

(To be continued)

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