Since he didn't know when, Fang Yi had a strange habit. That is to go to other people's territory to be an uncle.

This was the case when I was in China, and it is still the same when I came to the East. In fact, Fang Yi's original intention was not like this, and he didn't intend to be powerful in other people's territory, but he was simply unwilling to bow his head to the bullying and dirty.

At this point, he knows no borders.

Therefore, after entering the police station, even if Fang Yi was handcuffed, he still watched TV, read newspapers, drank tea like a nobody, and felt like he was back at home.

Dongyang is an island country that abides by rules and regulations, and it attaches great importance to the respect and inferiority of the elders and the young, which is the so-called master-slave logic, so seeing Fang Yi's somewhat anti-guest-oriented behavior, the Oriental police are a little overwhelmed.

Some of the policemen have already gotten together and whispered. Fang Yi naturally didn't understand what they were saying, but their tone and demeanor told Fang Yi that they wanted to kill themselves.

Of course, this is actually intentional on the part of Ryoma Yamada. The purpose was to create some pressure on Fang Yi and make him feel frightened in an unfamiliar environment, but this kind of wishful thinking would not work.

Fang Yi never felt scared because of the unfamiliar environment. As a hardcore road idiot, the environment is familiar and unfamiliar, just like looking at a Korean woman, and her face is the same.

Fang Yi felt a little bored sitting down, so he plucked out his ears and shouted to the policemen who were chatting together, "Tell your boss to come out." ”

They looked at Fang Yi and continued to chat as if they hadn't heard. They can't understand Huaxia, but even if they do, they won't pay attention, because the boss Yamada has long ordered that no one can care about him, so he will be left to care for a few hours.

Seeing that these Orientals didn't care about themselves, Fang Yi scolded "little devils" and stood up and walked around. Like a curious baby, he looked here and there.

Those policemen who were originally chatting around saw that this kid actually dared to run away, and they all ran over to surround Fang Yi.

Fang Yi looked at the policemen and said, "Why are you looking at me?

The policemen looked at each other and continued to babble something.

Fang Yi deeply felt the pain of the chicken and duck, pursed his lips, and used body language to express that he wanted to pee.

This time, the police finally understood. However, they laughed sneeringly, put Fang Yi back in his position, and handcuffed his feet to the feet of the stool.

Fang Yi understood. These beasts are starting to lynch, and they are going to start abusing themselves little by little, and if they don't resist now, they will start to get worse, and maybe even some perverted things will come out.

Fang Yi had watched some love action movies in island countries before, and he knew that some of Dongyang's fetishes were quite perverted.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi felt that his whole body was itchy and his back was cold, and even the chrysanthemums were suddenly tight. Although sending yourself in was part of your plan, being abused was not.

People like Fang Yi don't even want to suffer a few losses, let alone being abused?

He hurriedly looked around to see if there was any way to escape. But the people around him were far away from him, and he didn't have a chance to find someone to be a hostage, and his feet were tied and he couldn't move, which was terrible.

What to do?

Fang Yi looked left and right, and finally found that there was only one sweeping grandmother close to him. This old lady had a good smile, and she didn't forget to bring him a glass of water, for this kind and kind old man, Fang Yi couldn't do it.

Why don't you stun the old woman and lure the police over and take them hostage?

But in this way, the old grandmother is not left to take care of? She is so old that if she goes into shock for a long time, she may be worried about her life.

Shaking his head and sighing, Fang Yi still gave up this idea. It seems that he still can't do such a thing as using innocent people to block the knife.

There was no way, Fang Yi had to move the chair little by little, without anyone else noticing. But this approach was too slow, and Fang Yi moved for half an hour before he got close to the policemen.

However, when Fang Yi wanted to make a move, the interpreter appeared from the aisle on the other side and said that he would take him to meet Yamada Ryoma.

When the policemen heard this, they immediately got up and tried to uncuff their legs, but the interpreter held a grudge and refused to let them uncuff them.

The interpreter waved his hand to signal the police to step back first, walked up and leaned over and said, "Fang Jun, how do you feel?"

Fang Yi looked at the red palm print on the translator's left cheek, and probably knew that this guy had been slapped for translating his own sentence of Throwing Lei Lou Mou, so he couldn't help laughing.

He looked up at the interpreter and said, "It feels good, I feel happy to see your face." ”

Fang Yi's words stung the translator, he snorted coldly, and said, "Sharp teeth, I promise I won't let you have a good time." ”

"Yo! it's better to be like this!" Fang Yi said with a smile: "You must not let me feel better, otherwise I will be sad." ”

The translator's face was as dark as water, and he snorted coldly: "Take him to His Excellency Yamada's office!"

Although the police officers nodded and said "yes", they were clearly embarrassed. Fang Yi was still handcuffed to the chair, but he couldn't untie the handcuffs, so he had to be carried in like a sedan chair?

Fang Yi seemed to see their thoughts, and couldn't help but smile: "My limbs are inconvenient, how can I get in? Why don't you take me in directly?"

"You're delusional!" the interpreter snorted coldly, and quickly glanced at the police.

The police were no longer slacking off, and they rolled up their sleeves to set up Fang Yi and his chair.

Fang Yi had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, he randomly selected a policeman, and when he touched himself, he immediately pressed someone else's coma acupoint. The policeman fell to the ground with a thud, as if dead.

As for Fang Yi, he lost his center of gravity and fell down, but the policeman who fainted to the ground happened to be his human cushion.

The interpreter was taken aback by the sudden situation, and the other policemen were furious and wanted to take action against this hateful Chinese.

Just as they were about to do it, the interpreter suddenly realized the problem and immediately called it a halt.

Fang Yi looked at the translator and said, "What's the matter, why don't you call?"

The interpreter raised his hand and asked others to raise the unconscious policeman, then looked down at Fang Yi and said: "I have learned about the ancient culture of China, there is a kind of acupoint kung fu in it, which can make people unable to live and die, and it can't be injured, am I right, Fang Jun?"

Yo, this little devil knows the goods!

The surprise on Fang Yi's face flashed, and he sneered: "So what? You don't want to use this to wronged me, right? The camera didn't capture it just now, right?"

Fang Yi was so careful in doing things, the hand just now was made under a blind spot, and it was impossible for the camera to shoot it, at most, someone would see it.

The translator smiled and said, "It's true that I didn't shoot it, otherwise you think you can still sit here like this?"

"So what?" Fang Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "Speaking of which, you still can't move me?"

The corners of the interpreter's mouth twitched, and there was anger in his heart that wanted to burst out. As Fang Yi said, he really can't do it, because in this case, if Fang Yi has scars on his body, then the contradiction will be biased towards internationalization, and importantly, the responsibility will be shifted to Dongyang.

As a translator, he will have a little diplomatic ability, and he will not neglect such details. In other words, he could only make some small moves to embarrass Fang Yi or make Fang Yi psychologically collapse through some mental pressure, but he just couldn't touch him.

Fang Yi had long seen through these guys and didn't dare to really move himself, otherwise he wouldn't have sent himself in. The only risk is that the lower class here don't see enough to abuse him, so the safe place is in Yamada's office or cell.

So when the translator came to find him, Fang Yi was actually relieved. But he just didn't like the attitude of the interpreters and the lynching of these police officers.

Besides, as a Chinese person, you can lose face anywhere, but you can't lose face in the East. Otherwise, how can you be worthy of those soldiers who guard the frontier and the righteous men who bravely defend the fishing?

Being in a foreign country, the little bit of national blood in everyone's heart will ignite, and Fang Yi is no exception.

He looked at the translator who wanted to eat himself but didn't know where to eat, and said with a smile: "Come on, it's boring to talk to you, carry me in quickly." ”

The translator knew that Fang Yi's thorn was difficult to settle, and if he asked someone else to come over and do it for him, he would definitely be stunned without knowing it. It's just that he asked him to carry Fang Yi himself, and he felt extremely aggrieved.

After thinking about it, the interpreter coughed dryly and said, "Loosen his leg cuffs and let him go by himself." ”

The officer nodded and released the shackles for Fang Yi.

Fang Yi twisted his ankles, stretched out his feet, and said lazily: "I feel so tired and don't want to move, it seems that I still have to bother you to carry me in." ”

"You!" The interpreter jumped to his feet angrily, pointed at Fang Yi and scolded: "Please pay attention to your own image! You are the representative of Huaxia, please don't act in an insulting manner!"

Fang Yi sneered, shook his handcuffed hands, and said, "Then what does your country mean by doing this? Since you can't even respect others, why should I respect you?"

The translator was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Unlock unlock!"

Fang Yi rubbed his hands that had regained his freedom, and said with a smile: "Okay, now you have two choices. One, let Yamada come to me, and two, you carry me to Yamada. ”

"What are you kidding!" The translator looked at Fang Yi with a hippie smile, and he was really about to be. This guy is too much.

"I'm not kidding, I'm serious. ”

Fang Yi put his smile back and said seriously: "I am the representative of Huaxia, then I am a guest, it is very rude for you to take the initiative to receive you as a host, if you don't fulfill the friendship of the landlord, don't you teach you what etiquette is? Or do you whole country not know what etiquette is?"

The interpreter trembled with anger. He wanted to refute, but Fang Yi was reasonable, this feeling was too humiliating!

He clenched his fists, not knowing what to do. Do you really tell Yamada to come out? Then you can't smash your own face? If you let Yamada's minister's uncle know that his nephew has been humiliated, he won't be able to finish playing?

After a long time, the interpreter released his fists.

He shook his head and smiled wryly, choosing to bend over.