The green-haired boy in front of the window on the second floor was completely confused.

His body trembled slightly, his teeth clenched, and his eyes were vaguely teary.

"......" Tang Xuan.

He could actually feel the mood of the green-haired boy at the moment

It was a feeling of a collapse of faith.

The eldest brother who has followed for many years, the "Shadowless Meteor Fist", which ranks 69th among the one hundred and eight generals of the Yangtze River Gang, is actually such a coward......

Looking at the angry Yangtze River Gang in the playground downstairs, although they have murder weapons in their hands and keep shouting and scolding, they have never formed a group fight with the white shirts of the Sakurado Gang.

Because the leader of the Yangtze River Gang, known as "Qian Lao", was shouting hoarsely, trying to control everyone's emotions, which probably meant that he could not fight this group fight as a last resort, so as not to cause serious consequences.

"I remember you seem to have said that this Qian Lao is ranked seventh in your Yangtze River Gang, is that also one hundred and eight generals? Then why didn't he come out to fight in person? Could it be that he is a character like Song Jiang and Mr. Wu?" Tang Lu asked the green-haired boy beside him.

"......" green-haired old boy.

He didn't answer, apparently still reeling from his disappointment with his big brother.

"Alas......" Tang Lu sighed, and then looked at the master Oda Kiri and the translator of "Root No. 2" in the playground who were pretending to be forced, and couldn't help but say again:

"No wonder the flag of the island country is painted with a sun, it turns out that there is something lacking to make up for something, and it is very indebted to the sun!

It's a pity that this is real life, if it is such a plot in a TV series, in the face of such an arrogant provocation by the island people, there should be an impassioned BGM immediately, and then a hero carrying the sound fell from the sky and shouted, "Who said that the martial arts of the island country are better than the Chinese magic skills?" and beat them on the spot, you said yes?" he asked the green-haired boy next to him.

"......" green-haired old boy.

This time, he finally reacted and glared at Tang Lu fiercely:

"Why are you so sick?" the green-haired boy scolded, and then left the window on crutches, as if he couldn't bear to continue looking.

Tang Xuan's mood was not very good.

In any case, seeing his compatriots being bullied by the islanders makes it uncomfortable for anyone to change.

It's a pity that I haven't even figured out my own situation yet, not only does I not have the ability to deal with one of the "Four King Kongs" of the Sakura Gang, but I also don't have the capital to participate in this brawl between the "Three Gangs".

What to do?

Or - go home and sleep?

At this time, suddenly, a series of loud voices sounded in his ears, almost deafening him.

"Who - said - island - country - martial arts - merit - victory - pass - hua - summer - god - merit!"

？？？

！！！

Tang Lu hurriedly turned his head, and then saw that the green-haired old boy had reappeared beside him

- He stood in front of the window, and he didn't know where he got a hand-held megaphone from the office, and shouted this earth-shattering voice into the playground downstairs.

At this moment, Tang Lu couldn't help but be in awe of this green-haired old boy......

Unexpectedly, he was still a hot-blooded young man

- Although his ability is limited, although he is covered with injuries, and although he is missing two front teeth, in the face of national righteousness, in order to maintain the dignity of the nation, he still decided to stand up!

Sure enough, people can't look good......

However, Tang was wrong.

After the green-haired boy shouted this voice, he immediately shrank back quickly, hiding himself behind the wall next to the window, and showed an evil smile at Tang Lu.

？？？

Tang Yan's face immediately changed.

He suddenly came to his senses—but it was too late.

In the playground downstairs, the Yangtze River Gang, the Semu Gang and the Sakura Gang present were all stunned by the voice of the green-haired old boy, and looked at the top of the office building at the same time.

So hundreds of pairs of eyes saw Tang Lu standing in front of the window on the second floor at the same time.

"@#%&!" Tang Xuan.

At this moment, even the air seemed to be completely frozen......

10 seconds later, the translator of "Gen No. 2" in the playground came back to his senses and pointed to Tang Lu in front of the window:

"Who are you? Get out of here!"

"......" Tang Xuan.

He could only stare fiercely at the green-haired boy who was hiding on the side.

The green-haired boy was also glaring at him fiercely.

"Don't think that the people on our Tao are uneducated, do you know the "Thirty-six Strategies of the Art of War"? I am the plan of 'killing people with a knife'! You must not have heard of such advanced knowledge, right?

Besides, since you are so good at fighting, you can dislocate my eldest brother's arm, so why don't you fight with the people of the island country?

"......" Tang Xuan.

Don't say anything, let's beat up this cuckold first!

It's a pity that he was just about to step forward to make a move, when there were a few sounds of "chirp-chirp-chirp-" in his ears.

In the playground, several people in the white shirts of the Sakurado gang had already raised their pistols with silencers and fired warning shots near the window where he was.

Tang Yi didn't dare to move immediately.

"Did you hear that?" I told you to get off here!" the "Gen No. 2" interpreter yelled angrily again.

............

Tang Lu could only go downstairs.

Of course, he didn't "roll", nor did he leave the office and go downstairs according to the normal process - because several pistols in the playground were aiming at him.

Tang Lu could only jump down from the window on the second floor.

Since there is a setting of "internal force", there should also be a setting of "light work", right?

He remembered that Su Shu seemed to have said that there was a "escape ability" called "Dragon Walks the Way", which was likely to be the light skill of Longmen.

It's a pity that Tang Wei won't-no, to be precise, he hasn't recalled Yang Wei's skill yet.

Fortunately, an air conditioner was installed on the wall above the first floor, and Tang Lu imitated the scene of Jackie Chan stepping on the air conditioner all the way downstairs in "Baby Plan", first flipping out of the window, then jumping on the air conditioner, and then slowly sliding down.

Everyone in the "......" playground.

Everyone looked at the young man in silence

- It's not because he's handsome, it's because the voice that the green-haired old boy just shouted with a handheld megaphone is really terrifying, it's just earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, and everyone wants to see who is so arrogant.

So 5 minutes later, Tang Lu finally landed with difficulty.

"Who are you? What does that sentence you just shouted mean?" The "Root No. 2" translator and a few Sakurado Gang white shirts were already approaching Tang Xuan, holding a pistol and questioning sharply.

Fortunately, Tang Lu had already thought very clearly in the 5 minutes he had just "gone downstairs".

No one wants to cause trouble, especially now.

But since it has been involved, it is a bit too much to say any more cowardice.

It's a compatriot who was bullied by the masters of the island country, and he is now a person on the road, a member of the Longmen Youlongtang, and when he encounters this kind of thing, he should make a contribution.

Isn't it just the ten tricks of this Oda Kiri master?

With the "Dragon War Kyushu" that I just recalled, I should be able to try it, right?

The big deal is to get beaten......

Tang Lu stood up straight and looked down at the translation of "Root No. 2" in front of him.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that the martial arts of your island country really can't be good! Not to mention comparing with us, even the Oba who grinds the stick next door and the Sir who practices yoga may be a little better than you. He smiled.

The faces of "......" and "Gen No. 2" changed.

"Science has proven that human evolution is genetically determined. Your genes come from the uncle who sells cooking cakes, so you are born with height as the biggest shortcoming.

And under such genetic conditions, if you want to practice martial arts, you can only choose those moves that specialize in the next three ways to practice, such as passing people under the crotch, or jumping up and hitting my knees. How can this kind of move be compared to our Huaxia Divine Skill?" Tang Lu continued to smile.

"Eight Yalu!" "Root No. 2" said a sentence in Japanese that Tang Lu could only understand.

"Alright, you translator, don't steal the show here. Tonight's rule is to pick up your ten tricks from Master Oda Kiri, right? Then I'll try it too. Tang Yi said.

His eyes were already on Master Oda Kiri in the middle of the playground.

"Okay!good!good!come, come, come, I'll satisfy you!" The translator of "Root No. 2" laughed angrily, motioned for Tang Lu to go to the middle of the playground, and added:

"I'll ask Master Oda Kiri to beat your Xiang out!"

Tang Lu ignored him and walked slowly to the middle of the playground.

Next, it was the turn of the Yangtze River Gang and the Semu Gang to be inexplicable.

"Who are you?" asked more than a dozen members of the Yangtze River Gang at the same time.

"Young man, I seem to have seen you somewhere, but where are you......" Uncle Qian, the leader of the Yangtze River Gang, frowned.

"I am your brother! Because we have a common mother—the motherland mother!" Tang Lu smiled at the Yangtze River Gang.

"......" the Yangtze River Gang.

"Who are you, and why do you stand out on our behalf?" asked Uncle Qian, who was the leader.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it doesn't matter at all! Because, tonight, we have a common name!"

Tang Lu took a deep breath and said word by word:

"We are all dragons, legends, people!"

"......" all the people on the playground.