"Uh, boss, you're a good eyesight." Duan Hao was stunned for a moment, and looked around, there were very few people in the restaurant who ordered this meal, and no one noticed them.

He lowered his voice and said very mysteriously, "Boss, I'm a mercenary, and I've been in the Middle East for eight years."

"Well, I'll just say, you smell of gunpowder." Li Moyang nodded secretly.Duan Hao had the temperament of being a soldier.

"Uh, I just got a vote, I got the money to take a vacation, isn't this going to run to Japan to fight against Japan here, hehe."

Duan Hao squinted his eyes obscenely and said, "You know.

Li Moyang also had a lewd smile on his face: "Good job, anti-Japanese, I like it."

"Haha, it's a pleasure to talk to the boss."

The two of them raised their glasses and took a sip of wine.The elegant restaurant really doesn't have a booze atmosphere.The two of them don't have cows to chew roses.The scenery is ruined.Pretending to be like a gentleman.

"Duan Hao, you are from Dali, and your surname is Duan, so you seem to have a story on you."

The two of them munched on a few steaks to fill their stomachs and began to slow down.

"Hehe, the eldest brother is very observant, just call me a mouse, I'm in the mercenary, that's the nickname."

"Okay.Mouse~" Li Moyang has a black line, Duan Hao, who is more than one meter and eight, and a burly mountain like a hill, actually uses this nickname, which is so funny.

"It is said that my ancestor was the Duan family, the king of Dali.

Duan Hao scratched his scalp and smiled awkwardly.

Li Moyang noticed that the index fingers of Duan Hao's two hands were thick and calloused, especially the right fingers, which were more prominent.

Li Moyang counted: "Mouse, you have practiced one yang finger, or one finger Zen."

Duan Hao was stunned again.The big brother "Chen Zhen" on the other side is really amazing.This can also be seen.

"It's not a Yang Finger, I'm surnamed Duan, the ancestor is not Duan Yu, I haven't practiced a Yang Finger, it's all Jin Yong's fiction.

At the age of ten, I went to Henan Shaolin Temple to become a monk and practice martial arts.

It's a pity that the Shaolin Temple doesn't recruit warrior monks at all, I went to a martial arts school, practiced for eight years, and then I went abroad and became a mercenary."

Duan Hao briefly introduced his experience, raised his hand and showed his index finger: "Eight years, it can be regarded as learning real kung fu, this is called a yang finger, and a finger of Zen is also good.

Speaking of which, Duan Hao's face sank, and he was very depressed.

Li Moyang's heart moved, Duan Hao is a character.

"Mouse, I'll give you a few tricks when I have a chance, hehe, I'm a little arrogant."

"That's great, big brother, uh, no, it's master." Duan Hao was ecstatic.

"I see you're a few years older than me, don't be a master, master, we're still brothers, that's good, my name is Li Moyang." Li Moyang smiled.

Li Moyang...... That's it, you're still my big brother, that's it."

Duan Hao is no longer pretentious, his heart is very good, this trip to Japan is really right, the Japanese chick doesn't think about it first, and learning some stunts first is the right way.

The two of them were eating and chatting, and a few Japanese people on the side suddenly shouted with their mobile phones, and a waiter hurriedly ran over.

Li Moyang listened attentively, and the Japanese said, "Turn on the TV, there is an urgent announcement in the government affairs department."

Li Moyang's heart sank, Duan Hao also felt that something was wrong, staring at the TV by the wall.

On the television screen, a well-dressed guy was reading out a statement: "A large-scale wounding incident occurred in Tokyo today; Eight martial arts halls were baptized in blood by a yellow man; 300 martial arts hall students and instructors were injured and disabled; The Japanese Government is in the process of investigating the situation; I hereby submit a motion to the Chinese Government, South Korea, North Korea, and other countries to assist in the investigation. The Japanese Government does not rule out the characterization of this incident as a terrorist incident."

Later, a video was posted on television. Chen Zhen's true face was revealed, but the broken plaque and the chic part of writing "The Sick Man of East Asia" were selectively hidden.

The Japanese gathered around the TV, chattering, and filled with righteous indignation.

Li Moyang and Duan Hao read it coldly, glanced at each other, Duan Hao stretched out his thumb and praised in a low voice: "More than three hundred.

"Eat, they have the ability to arrest me." Li Moyang sneered, lowered his head and concentrated on nibbling on a piece of steak.

"Hehe, where are I going to arrest you, let's go to Huo Yuanjia to arrest you, or go to Hong Kong to find Liang Xiaolong, but Liang Xiaolong is too old now.

Duan Hao laughed evilly and lowered his head to nibble on the steak for a while.

……

A heavily guarded villa in Tokyo.

The villa covers a large area, with beautiful trees and bushes, and well-manicured turf.

On the grass, in the bushes, there are some guards, air headsets, hanging behind their ears, black suits tight, awkwardly protruding chests, guns inside, eyes scanning around vigilantly.

A three-storey villa is very simple and elegant, the interior is spotless, and the decorations are full of low-key luxury royal style.

In a bedroom on the second floor, in the bathroom, a young girl lies in the warm pool, holding her mobile phone and not putting it down for a long time.

A look of intoxication and confusion, and his mouth muttered, "It should be him."

Finally, Li Moyang wrote the four big characters "East Asian Sick Man" on the wall of the Qianyu Gym with blood, turned around and smiled evilly at the two female students, and then turned around and left.

The last paragraph, the girl is playing over and over again.

This dress, this bad smile, this white tooth, it must be him, this bad guy.

Although the face has changed, but the bad appearance, and the beautiful white teeth, I can't forget it for a lifetime, and I can't forget the strange, comfortable feeling.

The thought of the shame, but with an inexplicable sense of commotion, the girl's face was shy, she put her phone aside, closed her eyes, and slowly dived into the warm water, revealing only her head.

The two hands groped gently in front of the chest, and the soft wattle on the chest did not match the age very much.

The girl's eyes were closed, her mouth couldn't help but hum, her face became more and more ruddy, and a hand involuntarily reached out to the delicate place in her lower abdomen.

His hands are really amazing, why I haven't felt that way after touching them for a long time, and the faint smell of cigarettes in the man's mouth is so charming......

The girl fell into a fantasy, and involuntarily increased the frequency of her hands, and her legs stirred back and forth in the water, and the microwave was splashed, and the water splashed out of the bathtub.

The girl finally reached the climax, and shouted loudly, "Ya Butterfly ......", and then lay comfortably in the bathtub, half asleep and half awake......

A short middle-aged man got out of the car and entered the lobby of the villa with a gloomy face.

A waiter makes tea and pours water, a middle-aged man sits on the sand, turns on the TV, and the TV is full of news about the attack on the eight martial arts halls in Tokyo today, as well as the announcement of the government affairs office.

A reporter on the screen claims that he had just gotten the latest news that a South Korean man in South Korea said he had committed the attack.

The man also shouted that both the various schools of martial arts in Japan and the Chinese martial arts originated from the Korean nation, which is the originator of all martial arts in the world.

"Yaga, Koreans are brain-dead, there is nothing in the world that is not theirs, and the government department is also a bunch of rice buckets." The middle-aged man scolded and turned off the TV.

The girl who had finished taking a bath came down from upstairs, dressed in a navy blue school uniform, and ran up to the man: "Father, you've come back, you've worked hard."

The man finally smiled: "Jiazi, what are you doing today?"

Jiaziqiao's face was slightly red, and she stuck out her tongue: "I, I sneaked out and went around."

"You wild girl, you are a royal princess, how can you just sneak out, if something happens, it will damage the honor of our great Japanese imperial family."

The middle-aged man straightened his face and lectured Yoshiko, who lowered her toes and pulled back and forth on the ground: "Father, I know it's wrong, but I'm bored at home."

"No way, who made you a royal princess, that's your life." The middle-aged man sighed.

The middle-aged man pondered for a while after speaking, and then casually greeted the attendant: "Akita-san, I remember that there seems to be a fax from the school, saying that there is some kind of scout training, and I want Yoshiko to participate."

Akita replied, "Prince Hitobun, there is such a thing, last time you resigned because of safety issues, but I think that as long as the security is done, Prince Kakonai can participate, and this will also reflect the image of the royal family."

Akita Squire suggested.

"Okay then, Kako, there's a scout camp in a few days, you go to it, our princess can't always stay at home, that's hairy, hehe."

When Yoshiko heard the news, she clapped her hands and cheered, and threw herself in front of Prince Renwen and kissed her cheek, "Thank you, Father."

After saying that, he turned around and ran back upstairs.Prince Renwen stared at Yoshiko's back and disappeared at the top of the stairs.Yuyou sighed: "My daughter has grown up.It's becoming more and more like her mother.Alas......"

Prince Hitobun was sad for a moment, then turned around and asked the Akita attendant, "Where is the Boy Scout camp?"

Akita replied, "Three days later, Kashima Prefecture Seashore."

"Well, take care of security, but don't disturb the activities of the Boy Scouts, let Yoshiko enjoy the last Boy Scout, she will be eighteen soon."

"Hay."

……

Li Moyang and Duan Hao finished eating, left their contact information, and left separately.

There was no tension on the street, pedestrians were still in a hurry, Li Moyang stretched his arms, and did a chest expansion exercise.