Chapter 187: I Am a Chinese Man
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"Bastard!"
Fujita Takeshi was suddenly furious and shouted: "You dare to speak out, I want to fight you to the death!" â
The onlookers were also in disbelief, just now the two were obviously fighting equally, but now they said that they couldn't even catch him with a move, which inevitably made people feel a little boastful.
Yan Feng pointed to the camera in front of him, sneered, and said, "Fight to the death with me?" If it weren't for the screen effect, you wouldn't be my opponent at all. â
"You drip, die, die, die!"
Fujita Takeshi slowly raised the knife from his feet to his head, flicked his legs, flew into the sky, and slashed out with a knife under his head and feet, and the powerful knife qi turned into substance and rushed towards Yan Feng.
Yan Feng looked disdainful, stood still, and suddenly punched out.
Rumble!
The two huge forces collided together, and suddenly the dust flew all over the sky, making people unable to open their eyes, and when they calmed down, only Yan Feng was left standing alone on the pitted ground, as if he had never moved, with the katana stuck in his side.
And Takeshi Fujita was lying on the ground, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
The audience immediately fell silent like death, no one reacted in a short time, all of them opened their mouths wide, and they couldn't close for a long time, today's fight, and such an ending was undoubtedly shocking to them, and it was even more unexpected.
Yan Feng stepped forward, stepped on Takeshi Fujita's body, and roared loudly: "You see, this is the powerful and invincible Cun ZĂ i in your eyes, but in my eyes, he is vulnerable, do you know why?" â
"Because, I'm a Chinese man!"
There were thousands of people present, regardless of men, women and children, all roared in unison, and the roar shook half of Huajing City and soared into the sky!
Yan Feng looked at the fanaticism and fighting spirit in the eyes of everyone, and was very relieved in his heart, people should be self-reliant, relying on others will become slaves sooner or later, if everyone in China can be self-reliant, then China will be invincible and invincible!
"Hey, if you don't take him to the hospital, he may really die, we are all good citizens in China, and we never kill people." Yan Feng said to Director Zhang, who looked sluggish on the side.
He can kill Takeshi Fujita, but he must not let others see that he killed him, Takeshi Fujita can die, but definitely not now.
Director Zhang finally came back to his senses, glanced at Yan Feng with a complicated face, and commanded a few policemen: "Quick, send him to the hospital." â
Takeshi Fujita must not die now, even if he wants to die, he must wait until he has a suitable excuse and die at the right time, otherwise, if he kills people in public, no matter what the reason, he will definitely attract public opinion pressure.
After Takeshi Fujita was taken away, Yan Feng knew that it was time to leave, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way, and no one made a sound, but almost everyone had a burning and reverent look in their eyes, including those policemen who were supposed to arrest Yan Feng.
There is only one reason, that is, they are all Chinese men.
In the conference hall, more than a dozen old men sat around staring at a large screen, taking in the video transmitted from the scene.
"Okay, good sentence, I'm a Chinese man, this is a real man!" Zhuang Qisheng shouted excitedly.
Except for him, almost everyone of the old men sitting next to him had a hot face and a bright look in their eyes.
"Hmph, I'm going to see how I explain it?" A thin old man sitting opposite Zhuang Qisheng snorted with a cold face.
Yan Changlin looked disdainful and said, "Confess? Why do we have to confess, they challenged us, three dead and seventeen wounded, why didn't they confess to us? â
"That's a regular challenge, life and death!" The thin old man said.
"Formal challenges? Didn't you see that Yan Feng was also a challenge just now? Moreover, in the end, it was Fujita Takeshi who offered to fight to the death, but Yan Feng did not kill him in the end, what a good child, showing the demeanor of my great country. â
"Can this be confused? Yan Feng is picking a provocation and making trouble, if pressure is exerted over there, who will bear this responsibility? â
"Responsibility? It's your responsibility to open and shut up, is it just to avoid responsibility, don't even want to be cheeky? â
"You ......"
The two of them were red-faced, red-faced, thick-necked, and spitting all over each other's faces, and they were about to pinch each other to fight, an old man wearing gold-rimmed glasses couldn't see it, slapped the table fiercely, and shouted: "Enough!" â
Both of them immediately sat down honestly, glared at each other, snorted coldly, and stopped talking.
The old man said coldly: "What do you look like? This is a conference hall, not a vegetable market, what kind of system are you making such a noise? â
A white-haired old man said, "Okay, now is not the time to quarrel, let's talk about how to solve this matter, right?" â
The thin old man sneered: "How else can it be solved? Whoever gets into trouble, whoever wipes his buttocks, I will hand over Yan Feng and appease that side for the time being. â
"You fart!"
Yan Changlin stood up and said angrily: "Hand over Yan Feng? Why don't you hand over your mother? You can lose this person, but I can't afford to lose this face. â
"Dead old ghost, you dare to scold me?"
"What's wrong with scolding you? I still want to beat you. â
"You dare?"
"Do you think I dare?"
Seeing the two of them pinching again, everyone had a headache, even the old man who was born and drank just now had a black face and stopped talking, these two old people don't want to stop them at all unless they pull out their tongues.
After Yan Feng and the others returned to the Lin family, after Zhuang Lou hung up the phone, he said: "Hey, boss, you don't know, the boss is now holding a meeting to discuss what happened just now, and Old Man Yan is pinching people again." â
"Pinch with whom?"
Zhuang Lou pouted and said, "Who else could it be?" Old man Ye. â
Yan Feng suddenly understood, Old Man Ye and Yan Changlin could be said to have fought all their lives, as long as there were differences of opinion, if the two of them didn't pinch each other, it would be a strange thing.
"Because of what?"
"Old man Ye wants to hand you over, first appease that side, this dead old ghost is quite insidious." Zhuang Lou said angrily.
A cold light flashed in Yan Feng's eyes, the Ye family, it's quite powerful, it seems that you have to find a chance to knock and knock.
The Ye family and Ye Mingxuan's family were actually a family before, but they were separated later, and although they both have a pivotal position in Huajing now, the two families are not in contact with each other, and sometimes they are even-for-tat.
Thinking of the reason why the two families were separated, Yan Feng's expression was a little gloomy, and his heart hurt like a pinprick.
Light Dance, where are you now? Do you know that my brother is back and now has the ability to protect you?
Feeling the change in Yan Feng's feelings, everyone gathered around and comforted: "Boss, don't worry, our sister is smart and clever, Jiren has her own natural appearance, she will definitely be fine, as long as you say a word, we will turn over the entire Huajing, and we will also find Sister Qingwu!" â
Yan Feng calmed down and said, "No, it's not the time to look for her, everyone has a rest, and we still have to work at night." â
With his current ability, as long as Qingwu didn't die, he would definitely be able to find it, but he couldn't, because now was not the best time.
Yan Feng's deeds of defeating Takeshi Fujita in public spread throughout Huajing City at lightning speed.
The video taken by those reporters did not dare to be released, but at that time, many people at the scene used their smartphones to record the whole process, and quickly uploaded it to the Internet, causing many people to reprint it wildly, and in just two hours, a best-edited video spread all over the Internet.
Suddenly, the whole country was shocked by the picture on this video, Yan Feng's sentence "I am a Chinese man" is like a fuse, igniting the blood in the bones of many people, and arousing a wave of oath of "I am a Chinese man".
Some of the older generation banged the floor with sticks and shouted through gritted teeth, "You should clean them up!" â
And some young people are also fanatical in their hearts, and they have shouted: "I am a Chinese man, raise the prestige of my country!" â
Yan Feng and the others were also dumbfounded when they saw the news on the Internet, they didn't expect that there would be such a big reaction in just a few hours.
"I'm rubbing, boss, you've become a celebrity!"
Yan Feng suddenly slapped the table and scolded angrily: "Lao Tzu finally put on such a magnificent and peerless appearance, just to be ruthless, this group of bastards actually covered Lao Tzu's handsome and dashing face!" â
Let's take a closer look, it's true, Yan Feng's words on the video are impassioned, and the shape is indeed peerless, but the face was actually marked with a mosaic, and the name refused to be revealed.
So, now people only know that there is such a young hero, but they don't know who he really is?
"I'm going to have your lungs, I'm still counting on a few girls to soak in the soup after the fire, and it's all in the soup this time!" Yan Feng's straight jumping feet.
"What? Do you still want to go to pick up girls? Ling Xueyi walked in and happened to hear Yan Feng's words.
Yan Feng immediately shuddered and said with a smile: "Wife, I didn't say it, you must have heard it wrong." â
"Did I hear me wrong? You mean to say I'm deaf? â
"No, I didn't mean that?"
Ling Xueyi glared, twisted his ears and walked back, saying, "Go, go back with me, and tell me what you mean?" â
"Oh, daughter-in-law, you are light, so many little brothers are watching, you save me some face."
Hu Hai, sitting in front of the computer, Xiao Qin'er looked at the video screen and said suspiciously: "Why is this guy so much like Yan Feng's bastard?" No way, how could he be so handsome! â
Nie Qingcheng clenched his fists and looked excited, it was him, it must be him, she recognized it at a glance, that powerful man was Yan Feng, she couldn't admit it.!