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Pan Zhixiong, this kid was stunned, could it be that his eldest brother is a pig? How can you eat it so much.

The few dishes ordered, except for the flavored sauce soup, Pan Zhixiong didn't move to add the other dishes and was eaten by Wang Liang.

Anyway, this meal gave Wang Liang the feeling that Japan must be recovered in the future, this dish is good, delicious enough.

Wang Liang stroked his bulging belly with one hand, looked at Pan Zhixiong, who was in a daze, and said, "Let's go, what are you still stunned about?" Help me up. ”

There were so many things to eat, Wang Liang felt that his stomach was about to burst.

There was an injury in his leg, and it was difficult to stand up by himself, so he asked Pan Zhixiong to come over to help him.

"Oh, good."

As soon as the two of them came out and opened the door, one of them collided with a person passing by the door without noticing.

"Bastards, are you blind?!" The person on the other side opened his mouth without saying a word, and scolded Wang Liang and Pan Zhixiong.

In fact, Wang Liang and Pan Zhixiong can't be blamed for this, the corridor itself is very narrow, and when the two of them went out, they were not happy, and the other party rushed over.

So the responsibility should still be on the other party.

Pan Zhixiong clenched his fists, wanting to go up and the other party.

But before he could make a move, the other party spoke again.

After the other party saw Pan Zhixiong clearly, he was stunned, and then laughed and said, "Oh, aren't you the person from Hongmen?" Haha, inferior, hurry up and apologize to me. He must be a Shina man too, right? ”

Pan Zhixiong's face was obviously not good-looking, and his fists were clenched and creaking.

"What, are you going to hit me again? I'm a Japanese, a first-class person, and you, an inferior person from an inferior country, can't eat any good fruit in the end. The other party seemed to be undaunted, and continued to fire at Pan Zhixiong, and the language was full of ridicule and ridicule.

In 1938, this phenomenon was widespread in Japan.

Since the outbreak of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the Chinese in Japan have borne the brunt of the impact.

Everywhere he was squeezed and humiliated by the Japanese.

Even if it is to call the police, there is nothing more useful than eggs, will the Japanese police turn to the Chinese?

Don't be naïve, do you think the Japanese police are Chinese chengguan?

Pan Zhixiong was just about to make a move, but was stopped by Wang Liang.

Wang Liang analyzed that the other party obviously knew Pan Zhixiong, and he was sure that Pan Zhixiong was Chinese and could only be bullied in vain.

That's why it's so arrogant.

If Pan Zhixiong made a move here, the other party would definitely have the audacity to call the police.

When the police come, they will definitely be taken away, and their identities will be exposed.

So Wang Liang wittily stopped Pan Zhixiong.

"Pan, you really should learn from your friends, there is a saying in China, you can bend and stretch, hahahahaha." Seeing this, the Japanese man became even more arrogant, and kept talking.

Syllable~

"Eight Tooth Road!" Wang Liang slapped the Japanese with lightning speed, and at the same time came to a Japanese scolding.

The slap was loud and crisp.

The unsuspecting Japanese was beaten squarely, and his face instantly turned red.

"You, you bastard!" The Japanese covered their faces, pointed at Wang Liang and scolded.

"Eight rolls!" Wang Liang didn't mean to stop at all, endured the pain like a tearing wound, and slapped him again.

"Bastard, I'm going to fight with you!" The Japanese were annoyed and angry, and they wanted to rush up and fight hard with Wang Liang.

As soon as he finished saying this, he was about to rush forward, when Wang Liang's words made him stop.

"Eight Tooth Road! I'm fighting for the Empire on the front lines, and you bastard dare to insult me? The soldiers of the empire are the ones you allowed to desecrate, but what about my guns? Where's my gun? I'm going to shoot you with my own hands! Wang Liang said as he made a gesture to find a gun.

"Sir, a soldier?" The Japanese were stunned, then broke out in a cold sweat, and asked Wang Liang cautiously.

In wartime Japan, military personnel had the supreme status at home.

In the presence of soldiers, civilians are expected to show deference and obedience.

Because even if a soldier shoots a civilian, he will not be judged.

Why?

Where did so many soldiers come from in the small island country, and judged which of them went to work for the empire.

"What do you say? Aren't these injuries on my body proof of my military status?! I fought for the Empire in China, and I came back to be harassed by people like you, bastard! As he spoke, Wang Liang peeled off his clothes and showed the wounds and scars on his body.

Fooling people, this is what Wang Liang is best at.

A native Tokyo dialect will definitely make you stunned.

Originally, the Japanese were so suspicious that they were speechless after seeing Wang Liang's injuries.

Since the start of the Empire's war against China, countless seriously wounded Imperial soldiers have been transported back to China.

People who have experienced war are inevitably short-tempered, so it is reasonable to say that a few innocent civilians die every day.

"I, the captain of the Third Brigade of the 65th Wing of the North China Garrison Army of the Japanese Empire, Shenwu Liang Shaozuo! I'll talk to Mr. Pan about some business, do you have any opinions? Wang Liang made up an identity and threatened.

"Don't dare, don't dare, sir, I was wrong, I'm sorry, please forgive you and your friends, sorry!" The Japanese trembled with fright, nodded and apologized.

Wang Liang squeezed Pan Zhixiong's eyes, and Pan Zhixiong gave Wang Liang a thumbs up.

At this time, Pan Zhixiong's idea was that his eldest brother was too hard, and he would definitely not suffer a loss if he mixed with him.

"Fuck off! Don't let me see you again. Wang Liang said to the Japanese angrily.

"Yes, yes, yes." Hearing this, the Japanese were relieved and ran away in a panic.

It scared him to death.

This commotion was not small, and the diners who came to the restaurant all opened their heads to watch this scene.

I was in awe of Wang Liang and stayed away.

At the time of checkout, the young and beautiful proprietress also resolutely did not want Pan Zhixiong's money, but rubbed against Wang Liang.

I kept saying I'll come back next time.

*******

"Chi-woong, can you get fireworks?" On the way, Wang Liang suddenly thought of a good idea and asked Pan Zhixiong.

"Fireworks, yes, they're not a restricted product in Japan." Pan Zhixiong thought for a moment and replied.

Wang Liang added: "The amount should be large, and I will put a few words in the sky over Japan. It's going to last a long time, and I'm going to make it visible to everyone in Tokyo. ”

"Okay, I'll get in touch and get it as soon as possible. By the way, brother, what words do you want to put in? ”

"One billion young people and one billion soldiers, the national shame will not be treated by children and grandchildren. I am willing to raise 100,000 tigers and wolves, and enter Tokyo with more horses and swords. It is better for the mainland not to grow grass than to recover the Japanese islands. Even if China is full of graves, all the Japanese must be killed. Write a letter to Wang Liang of the Eighth Route Army. Wang Liang thought for a moment and improvised a poem.

(To be continued.) )