Chapter 100

Jin Guangguang squinted his eyes, and saw that these people were all very short, and there was a lewd energy up and down, "Fusang dwarf!" Jin Guangguang sneered.

"What are you talking about, say it again!" a Fuso dwarf heard Jin Guangguang's words, and immediately rushed up to him and pointed at him and shouted.

"I said Fusang dwarf!" Jin Guangguang clasped his two hands around his chest indifferently, and I just said it again, what can you do with me?

"You ......" the Fuso dwarf was about to say something, but was stopped by one of the Fusang people in the lead.

"Today we are not here to quarrel with you Huaxia people, we are here to give you a gift, may I ask which one is Master Zhou Longjie Zhou?"

"I am!" Zhou Longjie stepped forward with his head held high, after all, he was the national champion, and he naturally had that arrogant style.

"Master Zhou, this is what we gave you!" the Fusang person at the head gestured, and immediately someone was holding something that he didn't know what it was, wrapped in a piece of black cloth, about a meter long.

"That's how you came to give gifts, and you hurt my people!" Zhou Longjie didn't know what the hell this widow was doing, but he still leaned one hand behind his back, and the other hand on his waist and abdomen, the white silk shirt embroidered with dragon patterns shook slightly, and the whole person had the taste of a deputy generation grandmaster.

"Hmph, because you can only accept such a gift if you are crippled by us!" The Fusang man at the head laughed and ordered his subordinates: "Bian Taijun, lift the cover cloth, and let Master Zhou consider whether to change the signboard of this Shengwu Sect!"

"Haiyi!" The guy known as Bian Taijun tore off the black cloth wrapped in the gift, and a pitch-black plaque was displayed in front of everyone, just the four words on the plaque, which immediately aroused the indignation of all Chinese people.

"The sick man of East Asia" is the greatest insult to the Chinese people.

"Fuck, widow dwarf, are you fucking here looking for death?" A hot-blooded patriotic young man was the first to scold, and the rest of the people were also indignant and scolded constantly!

"How can you talk like that? We Fusang people have always been civilized and polite, so we won't bother with you, but I hope you can accept this plaque!" Bian Taijun said, throwing the plaque in his hand to the hot-blooded young man.

The hot-blooded young man naturally refused to accept it, and kicked the plaque with his leg raised, and the plaque flew into the hands of the puppet military monarch. "Look at you, come again!" Bian Taijun screamed, the strength in his hand soared, and the plaque flew towards the hot-blooded young man again, the hot-blooded young man looked at him angrily, got up and kicked out again.

It's just that the consequences of this time were unexpected, the hot-blooded young man didn't kick the plaque back again, and the moment his foot touched the plaque, he felt that the plaque had a thousand powers, and it smashed into him like a falling object from a height, and he had no strength to fight against it at all.

"Ahh

"Zhang Qiang!" Zhou Longjie shouted, as a master, he naturally has the obligation to protect his apprentice, only to see Zhou Longjie stepping on the ground and borrowing strength, his body flew towards the young man, and caught him, but the plaque was still powerful, Zhou Longjie hugged Zhang Qiang, and he also retreated several meters to stabilize his body.

"Master......" Zhang Qiang shouted bitterly, "Snow me...... Snow my shame in China!"

"Senior brother, senior brother......" At this time, many people surrounded him, "Help senior brother to rest!" Zhou Longjie looked at these widows coldly, and stood on the ground with a plaque in one hand, "Do you think that the current Huaxia is still the Huaxia of a hundred years ago, and you can be bullied at will?"

"Hmph, maybe you have made some progress, after all, it's been a hundred years, and the pigs will make progress in a hundred years, but your people haven't been beaten by me and vomited blood, Master Zhou, when will you hang up this plaque for the sick man of East Asia?" Bian Taijun smiled proudly.

Zhou Longjie's chest was churning with blood, if he couldn't be the country's prestige today, he would be a person who practiced martial arts in vain!"Your things will be returned to you!" Zhou Longjie shouted, with all his strength, his palm was raised, and the plaque in his hand flew out, directly hitting the chest of the side platform.

"Poof!" Bian Taijun didn't have time to react, he was hit, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, it seemed that it was much more serious than Zhang Qiang just now! After all, Zhang Qiang blocked it with his foot just now, and the force was unloaded a lot, and this Yang Hypocrite's was really smashed into a serious injury.

With a bang, Bian Taijun fell to the ground.

"Master is mighty!" A thunderous applause roared, and the shouts were excited!

"Kill the dog-day widows!"

"When we were the sick man of East Asia a hundred years ago, I will tell you that the Chinese people have become stronger!"

"Get out of the Shobumon!"

"That's right, get out of the Shengwu Sect!"

……

The Japanese people were deflated here, so naturally they would not give up, and the Japanese people led by them looked at Biantai Jun and scolded coldly: "Useless things, lose the face of your Biantai family!"

"Go home with your plaque, and remember to hang it on the door of your house, you are part of East Asia anyway!"

"Yes, go home and hang up the sign, the widow dwarf dog!"

"Get out!"

……

The face of the leader remained unchanged, but he walked up to Zhou Longjie and said, "Master Zhou is worthy of being a kung fu master and a national champion, please accept my challenge!"

"It's a challenge, report your name!" Zhou Longjie didn't even look at the other party, in front of this gang of Japanese people, he had to maintain the arrogance and extraordinaryness of the Chinese people.

"Fusang, Yang Pseudo Family, Yang Pseudo is not frustrated!"

Hahaha...... A voice suddenly burst into laughter unbridledly.

Yang was frustrated, he just reported his name, what is this person laughing at?" "Huaxia people, why are you laughing?"

It was Jin Guangguang who laughed, "It's nothing, I just think your name is funny, it sounds like Yang W can't be lifted, hahaha, it's so funny!" Jin Guangguang said that he was still patting his thigh, laughing from ear to ear, and the others also laughed, and even the corners of Zhou Longjie's mouth at the moment of the battle couldn't help but smile slightly sarcastically.

"What do you mean?" Obviously, this hypocritical and frustrated Chinese is not very good.

A widow dwarf leaned into Yang Puppet's ear and said a word, Yang Puppet suddenly became angry, pointed at Jin Guangguang and shouted: "Dare to laugh at my function, believe it or not, I will chop you into meat sauce!"

"Cut, let's beat Master Zhou first, the martial arts champion of Huaxia Kingdom is not so easy to pick, you can only be qualified to challenge me if you defeat him, and, maybe, I will chop you into meat sauce!" Jin Guangguang said lightly.

"You wait!" Yang Pseudo said a sentence between his teeth, and then launched an attack on Zhou Longjie.