His eyes were on fire, and the fat man who stood up was angry, really angry! And there is also an urge to hit people hard!

"Yikes! Do you still think that this is the period of unliberation? You say give up your seat, you are a hair! Stretching out a slightly fat finger, Wang Fatzi pointed fiercely at the person in front of him who told them to get up and give up their seats, although he knew that the Japanese in front of him were a large number of Japanese, but he was not afraid at all!

He hated the tone of the man, he hated the gesture of the man, and more importantly, he hated the identity of the man, yes, hated! Very annoying!

It's different from in the movie, he didn't wear a kimono, he didn't wear the ugly and bulky wooden slippers, and he didn't have that annoying mustache or mid-nose mustache, but Wang Fatzi guessed it, and when he heard the awkward and unpleasant Chinese words, he knew that this was a Japanese in front of him, a disgusting Japanese. Wang Fatzi, who has listened to anti-Japanese stories since he was a child and still watches anti-Japanese TV, has no good impression of the Japanese, and now that the Japanese have provoked him, he will not give the other party any good looks at all.

"What do you say?! Yaga! Yours, you want to die, don't you?! This is a very young Japanese, horizontal eyebrows, straight suit, born quite well, young he is arrogant, when he saw Wang Fatzi a finger pointed to his forehead in the middle, his eyes narrowed, only to see his face hideous, a hand suddenly poked out, just want to twist Wang Fatzi's finger pointing at him.

"Holy!" Wang Fatzi wanted to hide, but found that he was not in a hurry, and the young man was faster than he imagined.

"Ahh The scream started, it was the kind of scream that was extremely painful, but it was not Wang Fatzi, it was the young Japanese man who was about to break his fingers, his eyes were wide open, he exuded a kind of murderous pass, but it was all useless, he was sweating on his forehead.

"Well, the fingers are good, they're quite tender!" The words seem to be compliments, but in fact they are great insults. It was Zhang Wei, and he stood up, calmly, with a gentle smile. As he stood up, the Japanese standing in front of Wang Fatzi fell down little by little, he had to be short, his palm was grabbed by Zhang Wei and bent backwards, and for every point that Zhang Wei was taller, he had to lower by one point.

"Yours, Yaga! Hurry up and let go of Mu Lang-kun! Otherwise, it's a dead pull! Behind the young Japanese, a companion about his age moved, and he quickly moved in front of Zhang Wei, with a fierce face.

"He was the one who did it first, you should have told him to let go, why did you tell me to let go first?" Glancing at the Japanese, Zhang Wei said softly, but the hand he was holding suddenly increased nearly twice the force, only to make the Japanese young man who was grabbed by his palm scream in pain again, and the person was almost close to the ground, and fell down in front of Zhang Wei in a humiliating way.

There was still a faint smile on his face, but Zhang Wei was also angry!

"Why did you order me?! Do you still think this is China before liberation?! What about China before liberation?! "He thinks the same thing as Wang Fatzi, he also hates himself, and what he sees and hears makes him not have the slightest affection for the people of this country.

There is no number of seats on this ship, and there is no such thing as a number of seats, people on the ship are on a first-come, first-served basis, there is a seat to sit without a seat, why should the person who sits first have to let the later one let him sit, the same money, the same price, you are not a pregnant woman or physically inconvenient, who will give you a seat? What's more, as soon as the Japanese came, they used this commanding tone to ask Zhang Wei and Wang Fatzi to sit down, Wang Fatzi couldn't accept it, and Zhang Wei certainly couldn't accept it!

One step out, Zhang Wei moved again, and at the same time, his temperament suddenly changed this time, and a violent madness suddenly rushed out of his originally calm face, as well as a cold and cold killing intent.

Friends can't be bed, Wang Fatzi is right, what Zhang Wei wants to do, at this time, he is not afraid of confronting this group of unknown Japanese, the free right hand is secretly accumulating, as long as he sees any of the Japanese moves, he will use the strongest and most direct way to kill one first.

On the side, Wang Fatzi's tall body arched slightly, which was a sign before he was about to break out, and he watched everything in front of him tightly, he was ready to fight hard. He knows Zhang Wei too well! Zhang Wei looks like a docile little rabbit, but when his eyes narrow, he is a desperate tiger.

"Baga!" The Japanese standing in front of Zhang Wei really couldn't bear it, in his opinion, the Chinese are cowardly and incompetent, at least the legend he got from his father's generation is like this, the Chinese are nothing remarkable at all, although the war of aggression against China was finally lost by them, but in his opinion, it is just because there are too many Chinese!

He couldn't stand Zhang Wei's seemingly calm contempt at first, and now he suddenly looked at him from above, and took a step back, he was going to move, he wanted to kick Zhang Wei down, he had learned karate since he was a child, he wanted to let this hateful Chinese see the power of karate in their country, since he was a child, he heard that Chinese martial arts have a long history and are powerful, but he doesn't believe it, in his heart, only Japanese karate is the most powerful!

"Yes! This is not a simple young Chinese man! We've got a mission to do on this trip, and I've got to stop these two stupid bastards! "In front, among the Japanese sitting, a middle-aged man in his forties wearing glasses suddenly stood up! When he saw that it was Wang Fatzi who was clashing with them, he was indifferent, but when he saw Zhang Wei standing up, his eyes narrowed, and he couldn't wait to move.

"Stop, you stupid bastard, this man is not something you can mess with! You're no match for him! The middle-aged Japanese with eyes quickly jumped over row after row of seats, and when the Japanese standing in front of Zhang Wei was about to make a move on Zhang Wei, he came to his side and quickly grabbed him, and then scolded him fiercely in Japanese.

"Uncle?!" The young Japanese man who was being pulled stared at the middle-aged man who was holding him, and at this moment he forgot to commit it, because he was full of grievances and urgently needed an explanation.

In his opinion, this was impossible, because the Chinese standing in front of him looked so thin, with onion-like fingers and a face as beautiful as a girl, that he was able to subdue Yamamoto Kino in the world was just a trick, and he believed that he would be able to kick him down in the shortest possible time.

"Yaga! Is my word still false?! A slap was thrown on the ignorant young man, and the middle-aged Japanese with glasses was furious, and in his opinion this young man was really stupid to the extreme, did not understand his words at all.

"Hey!" The beaten Japanese young man felt his uncle's anger, bowed deeply and admitted his mistake, he obediently stepped aside, but his eyes were burning and staring at Zhang Wei.

"I'm sorry! This is the offspring of our family, and it is our fault that we are not strict in discipline, please let him go. Coming to Zhang Wei, fluent Chinese spoke, the middle-aged Japanese with eyes bowed deeply to Zhang Wei, which is the most typical and sincere way for the Japanese to apologize.

The ship has already departed, in his opinion, it may not be a big problem to offend an ordinary person, but it is absolutely not okay to offend a powerful family behind them, because they still have a task on this trip, and in his opinion, behind Zhang Wei is a powerful family, because only a powerful family can cultivate a young man like Zhang Wei, who does not seem to be simple at all.

"Alright! You're so polite, it's a little boring for me not to let him go. Gently and slowly let go of the young Japanese man's hand, looking at the middle-aged Japanese who bowed to him, Zhang Wei regained a kind smile on his face.

"Ahh Finally liberated, the young Japanese instantly turned back to the middle-aged Japanese, looking at Zhang Wei in horror, he was deeply afraid in his heart, for the first time in his life he understood what panic was. Just now, Zhang Wei, who was about to erupt, gave him a feeling that a desolate beast was about to wake up, and he sensed an extremely terrifying danger.

"Thank you!" bowed to Zhang Wei again, the middle-aged Japanese man walked back, the Japanese young man who was grabbed by Zhang Wei's palm followed closely, and the Japanese young man who wanted to do something to Zhang Wei looked at him fiercely, and then left unwillingly.