"You Chinese are hard-skinned, you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, and when you will be afraid to wipe your neck, don't cry." The Japanese people gloated on the sidelines and said.

"Let's talk, what's the matter with you Wa Guo Monkey? What qualifications does a nation that should kneel on the ground and be a grandson have to shout with its master? Huo Wuxian glanced at the Japanese people angrily and scolded angrily in front of him.

The Japanese man looked at Huo Wuxian's angry appearance, and then looked at the big giant behind him, who was two meters and three meters tall, and was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak.

"Hey, my brother, don't be angry, there is something to discuss, it's better to take refuge in me, and after a while you will say that you are from the United States, I will take you out of here, how about it?" The man asked with a smile.

Huo Wuxian didn't believe that he really had such a good heart, he was courteous and courteous, he was either a traitor or a thief, not to mention a black-bellied Mi Guoyan?

"On what terms?" Huo Wuxian looked at the people of Mi and asked.

"Well, the conditions are very simple, how about introducing your friend to me as a girlfriend? Or a night away. The rice man said, and raised his eyebrows at Ji Ran.

Ji Ran got goosebumps when he was seen by the Mi Guoyan, and hid behind Huo Wuxian.

"How? Having your friend stay with me for one night can save the lives of all three of you, it's a good deal, right? Mi Guoren asked with a smile, his eyes full of confidence.

"Is this your condition?" Huo Wuxian stared at Mi Guoyan expressionlessly and asked.

"Yes, it's my condition." Mi Guoren nodded and said with a smile.

Well, here's my answer! ~" Huo Wuxian said, picked up his fist, and unceremoniously slapped Mi Guoyan's face, directly knocking Mi Guoyan to the ground.

"****!~" Mi Guoyan was dizzy after being beaten, and got up from the ground angrily, and was about to make a move with Huo Wuxian, but saw that the giant behind Huo Wuxian was staring at him angrily, so he had to endure it.

"Hmph, you Chinese are all bastards, wait for a while to be cut off by the extreme [defense] end [and] divide [harmony], God can't save you!" ~" The rice man said, turning around angrily and leaving.

"Wait for the pig to die." The Japanese people also scolded, and followed the rice people to the opposite side.

"Little devil, you dare to scold us? The old lady will beat you to death! ~" Ji Ran took off his high heels and was about to smoke the little devil, but was quickly stopped by Huo Wuxian.

"You're still like a mad dog, huh? Just ignore it. Huo Wuxian said to Ji Ran.

By noon, a few guards brought lunch.

Lunch varies, with a loaf of bread, a piece of roast meat, and a large glass of milk.

Noodles and macaroni were brought to the Italians, and a piece of yogurt and a glass of red wine were brought to the French.

What was brought to the Japanese was a half-cooked grilled fish.

However, there are no Chinese alone.

When Ji Ran saw this scene, he was very angry, why are they all detained people, and the treatment is different?

The little devil still has a fish, why don't we have it?

Ji Ran protested, but several soldiers did not say a word or explain, exited the room, and locked the iron door.

The people of the rice are eating bread and barbecue happily, as if they are in their own homes.

Italians eat macaroni and spaghetti as if they have returned home.

The French eat cheese and sip sweet and sour red wine, and think of their loved ones at home.

The little devil was eating half-cooked grilled fish, watching the rice people eating bread and drinking milk next to him, and he was very greedy.

After the rice people were full, they gave the remaining half a cup of milk to the little devil, and the little devil was grateful, kneeling on the ground and nodding his waist, thanking him vigorously, as if he hadn't drunk milk for a long time.

"Cut, it's really spineless, it's so cheap to eat the rest of others." Ji Ran rolled his eyes and said very unhappily.

"Hey, do you want to eat?" The little devil took the remaining half of the grilled fish to Ji Ran and asked.

"Eat your sister, who will eat your leftover grilled fish." Ji Ran said angrily.

"You?" The little devil gave the grilled fish to Huo Wuxian again, but Huo Wuxian didn't eat it and ignored it.

"Big man, do you want to eat? If you don't eat, you'll starve. The little devil asked Chiyou.

Where did Chi You know English, and looked at Huo Wuxian strangely, "What did he say?" ”

"He said you were a stinky salted fish." Huo Wuxian explained.

"What? How dare he say I'm a stinky salted fish? Chi You jumped like thunder, picked up the little devil with one hand and a big-eared scraper, and taught him to be a man in minutes.

The little devil was slapped and retreated.

"China pig, starve you to death." The little devil sat opposite and scolded in Chinese.

Huo Wuxian knew a little bit of Japanese language, and he was very unhappy when he heard the little devil scolding him like this, but he endured it and didn't have a seizure, he believed that the situation of the little devil was not much better than theirs.

In the afternoon, the masked soldier brought a translator who knew Chinese to the underground cell.

The translator is an Indian, and he doesn't speak Chinese very well, but he can understand it.

"Are you Chinese?" The interpreter asked.

"Yes." Huo Wuxian replied.

"In order to verify your identity, I need to ask you a few questions about China, and you all answer them correctly to prove that you are Chinese." The Indian translator said.

"Okay, you ask, as long as it's not too biased, I can basically answer." Huo Wuxian said.

"Tell you, I'm a China expert, you can't lie to me, my question will be difficult, only real Chinese can know the answer, are you ready?" The Indian translator asked.

"Ready." Huo Wuxian said.

"Tell me, where is the capital of China?" The Indian translator asked.

"Beijing! ~" Huo Wuxian didn't even think about it and blurted out.

"What is the longest building in China called?" The Indian translator asked again.

"The Great Wall." Huo Wuxian immediately blurted out.

"There is a Chinese proverb called shallots mixed with tofu, what does it mean?" The Indian translator asked again.

"Clear." Huo Wuxian instantly replied in seconds.

"Well, they are indeed Chinese." The Indian interpreter spoke to the masked soldier.

Hearing the words of the Indians, Huo Wuxian almost fell headlong, which proves that he is Chinese?

That's a little too pediatric, isn't it?

After the masked soldier confirmed the identity of Ji Ran and the others, he whistled outside.

Immediately outside, a clean table was pushed in, and it was filled with all kinds of delicious delicacies, all of which were Chinese flavors.

Looking at so many delicious delicacies, the eyes of the rice guys and the little devils glowed green.

"We are in a state of war, there are not enough people, in order to ensure your safety, I have temporarily wronged you, if there is anything you need, you can always tell us, we will try our best to meet your requests." The masked soldier said to Huo Wuxian.

"Oh, good." Huo Wuxian nodded, and the masked soldier left with the others.