Feeling the blade-like gaze, Tian Hong was unconscious, looking at the scenery outside the car window. bubble-book_bar()

Tokyo's bustling city is far from being comparable to that of City C, with towering buildings and a rush of people giving a sense of urgency to the pace of life.

It is a modern city that softens the cultures of the East and the West, but underneath that modernity, there are some traditions that have not been abandoned.

There was nothing to say all the way, just after a few glances, Tian Hong lost interest, the surface of any modern city construction is much the same, it is obvious that it is impossible to really understand a city while sitting in the car.

Luo Yingkong didn't seem to pay attention to Tian Hong, but leaned back in his chair, thinking about something.

"Are you Chinese tourists?" Suddenly, the taxi driver asked in Japanese.

"Questions?" Luo Yingkong's cold face showed the habitual evil smile.

"No, I'm just curious." The taxi driver sighed and replied in innocent Mandarin.

"Are you Chinese?" Luo Yingkong suddenly became interested and asked.

"Yes, strictly speaking, I should be Chinese-Japanese, I immigrated to Japan with my father when I was very young, and I basically grew up in Japan, but I have always regarded myself as Chinese, in fact, the Japanese did not treat me as a Japanese." The driver had a smile on his face.

"You've been discriminated against?"

"Discrimination is normal in Japan, not to mention Chinese being discriminated against, even non-native Japanese are also discriminated against, such as the Japanese who immigrated to the Americas during the Meiji Restoration. Many people think that Japanese people are humble and polite, but in fact, only those of us who live in Japan know what is going on......"

"Tell me about it."

"Hehe, I don't want to say it, it's too much, it's already numb, only some people in China have the illusion that the Japanese are humble gentlemen and good neighbors who are our good neighbors with a strip of water, and in the bones of the Japanese, they want to destroy China and turn China into Japanese territory." The taxi driver said lightly.

"Then why do you still live in Tokyo?" Luo Yingkong sneered.

"Not everyone who lives in China loves China." The taxi driver sarcastically said: "There are frictions between the two countries on the Diaoyu Islands and the East China Sea issue from time to time, and even Japanese right-wingers intercept and beat Chinese tourists, but Chinese tourists are not yet flocking." ”

Luo Yingkong did not refute, and was silent for a while.

Yes, not everyone who lives in China loves China, which means that not everyone who lives in Japan loves Japan.

"Good luck when it's here!" The taxi came to a slow halt.

"I want to hear your opinion, because you are a Chinese-Japanese, you know Japan better, and I know China better." Luo Yingkong didn't get out of the car and stared at the taxi driver.

"You live in China, so you know that China stopped a train for a Japanese tour group to catch a plane."

"Yes."

"Then you must also know that the Japanese farmer fell his leg in Mount Emei, and China dispatched a helicopter to rescue him, right?"

"Yes."

"So, let me tell you, the Chinese student died in Japan for seven days before he was discovered. If it's a Japanese person who drives a taxi, if they have a choice, or if they have American guests, then, very likely, you will be kicked out of the taxi, hehe, don't think I'm exaggerating, these are all real examples, forget it, don't say it, if I say every time I meet a Chinese tourist, then I don't have to make money to support my family, these things, you need to find out for yourself, you will find that this is a nation that cannot live in harmony, goodbye! ”

Watching the taxi leave slowly, Luo Yingkong and Tian Hong glanced at each other.

"He's disappointed in us." Tian Hong said lightly.

"Yes, disappointed." Luo Yingkong nodded depressedly in agreement.

"But we didn't come to travel, but to kill, and he wronged us."

"Yes, yes, we are not here to travel, but to kill, and he has wronged us!"

The two of them smiled knowingly, swept away the decadence, were high-spirited, and their spirits were high, and in an instant, the distance between the two men was much closer.

It's a bit of a run-down hotel, the equivalent of a Chinese hostel, a very old house renovated, behind a bustling street, the hotel charges are quite low compared to the level of consumption in Tokyo, and there are many foreigners living here, and most of them are Chinese.

The two lived here for five whole days, Tian Hong's eyes were dark, he didn't know how to start at all, he completely handed it over to Luo Yingkong, and he wandered around, but Luo Yingkong was also quiet, wandering the streets and alleys every day.

As time passed, Luo Yingkong's face became solemn.

On the sixth day, that night, the two met in the hotel restaurant, and when they saw Luo Yingkong coming over with a solemn face, Tian Hong subconsciously felt that he had encountered a problem.

"All of our informants have disappeared, and all the people who have come into contact with Xiaoliu and them are missing." There was a sickly red touch on Luo Yingkong's snow-white face.

"No intelligence system to support you?" Tian Hong frowned and asked, although he didn't understand the current intelligence system, but he knew that it was impossible for any country to have only one intelligence system working in another country, and with the feud between China and Japan, it would be strange to say that China did not have an intelligence system.

"No, because this time it's a bit special, we can only rely on ourselves, but now we can't find the slightest clue at all, and there is nowhere to start." Luo Yingkong's forehead, without the slightest flaw, wrinkled slightly, even his expression, which was at a loss, was not ungraceful.

"On your own! So, that means we can act as we please? Tian Hong smiled slightly.

"Theoretically, yes, but if we really want to do something, we still have to change our identities."

"It doesn't matter if you have an identity or not, is it possible that the two of us can still make two countries go to war?!" Tian Hong said lightly.

"Go to war...... Belch...... Definitely not...... Is there anything you can do? Luo Yingkong's expression froze at first, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.

"It's very simple, meet friends with martial arts, sweep all the martial arts halls in Japan, of course, it is best to let reporters follow, our fair and honest battle is, when the time comes, someone will naturally come to the door."

"Sweep all the martial arts halls in Japan......" Luo Yingkong opened his mouth wide, as if he was going to stuff an egg.

"The premise is that you have to have that strength." Tian Hong teased.

"It's done!" Luo Yingkong stood up suddenly, his long hair fluttering, and his bright eyes seemed to be burning with flames.

"It is recommended that you order a batch of plaques of 'The Sick Man of East Asia', and when the time comes, I will carry the plaques and wave the flag for you."

Looking at Luo Yingkong's fanatical gaze, Tian Hong secretly laughed, he found that most of the members of the YN Administration Bureau had a little problem with their IQ, and they took the bait with a little instigation, which could be regarded as Tian Hong's small revenge on Dr. Qian and causing him a little trouble.

It's just that the trouble caused by Tian Hong's small revenge has an infinite and far-reaching impact, bringing Japanese martial arts and Chinese martial arts to the bloody era of fighting......

Of course, Tian Hong will never admit that his IQ is also a little problematic, and his IQ is still stuck on solving everything by force.

However, this seemingly stupid idea is direct and effective, and all wisdom is pale in the face of absolute force.

Sweep through the martial arts halls of Japan!

Judo, sumo, kendo, karate, aikido, it is said that there is a ninja organization, and it seems that there is also a tea ceremony and ikebana......

Thinking that the Japanese martial arts would be moaning and trembling under his feet, Luo Yingkong felt as if his blood vessels were about to explode, and he wanted to let out a long howl, he completely forgot that this trip to Japan was for the purpose of saving people.

ps: There will be ironclad today, ask for a few red tickets to stimulate your passion!