The strongest supreme soldier

Chapter 498
In the restaurant, only Tang Yi and the three little devils around him were left.

As a Chinese man, especially a Chinese soldier, he cannot forget the hatred he once had.

Even in modern times, the blood-debt little devil never thinks about it, but makes things difficult everywhere, forming the first island chain, trying to blockade China.

Fortunately, China's rise is unstoppable, and the strengthened navy has broken through the so-called first island chain.

But every time, the little devils will continue to clamor, especially the elite elements they secretly support, and even create speeches to slander China.

This kind of hatred is integrated into the blood.

So don't say that these little Japanese are particularly arrogant now, even if they are respectful, Tang Yi will not look at them directly.

But these guys, blatantly provoking themselves, are simply asking for trouble.

"Boy, let me see if your skin is itchy?"

Three people surrounded Tang Yi, and they were clearly dissatisfied with their short height as they stepped on wooden clogs.

He pointed his nose at Tang Yi, and put his right hand on the long blade at his waist.

"It's really itchy, but it's not itchy skin, but itchy hands. Are you going to stop itching for me?"

Still holding the chopsticks, Tang Yi said with a sneer.

Judging from the way they walk, these three guys are just third-rate guys.

With such skills, he dared to make trouble with himself, it was really a fight.

"I see you looking for death!"

Tang Yi's disdain and arrogance completely angered the three of them.

One of the little devils who was slightly bald and had a mustache was the first to turn his face.

While speaking, he was about to draw the knife with his right hand, but at this moment, the chopsticks in Tang Yi's hand had already moved.

"Pfft! Ah!"

With a scream, Tang Yi's chopsticks were stuck on the back of his hand.

Blood spurted out, and his face turned pale from the pain. Who would have thought that a pair of chopsticks could be more vicious than a knife.

"Playing with a knife, I am your ancestor!"

Tang Yi reached out with his right hand, directly pulled out the Toyo sword from his waist, swung it backwards, and directly blocked the guy who drew the sword from the side and cut at his back.

At the same time, he kicked back with his right foot and lifted the table with his left hand. While kicking the person behind him, he used the table to block the other person's knife at the same time.

There was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and he just relieved himself by meeting these flies during his rare vacation.

It's just one round, high and low.

Holding the knife in his hand, Tang Yi flicked his wrist, and the flowers of the knife pounced on the bald mustache just now.

"what!"

But seeing the flickering light, the little devil closed his eyes in fright.

Unable to dodge in time, he only felt his pants wet.

Immediately behind his ears were blades whistling, and at the same time, the screams of his two companions.

But he really didn't dare to open his eyes, because it was too scary.

Until he was kicked in the chest, he fell to the ground again and knocked over the table behind him. He screamed in pain and opened his eyes again and again.

"Hey, you dare to hold such a fast knife with this ability?"

Tang Yi sneered and stood not far away, the long blade in his hand was directly pressed against his throat.

At this time, he was already bald, and the hair on his head had been shaved off a lot, and the original loose robe was pierced with many holes.

Covering his nose, Tang Yi looked disgusted. This kid has peed his pants in fright.

As for the other two guys, they were not much better, their clothes were pierced one after another, and there were red marks all over their bodies.

This was all cut with the back of a knife. If Tang Yi wanted to kill them, they would have died on the spot.

"I'm sorry! I'm blind! I was wrong! I beg the hero to let me go!"

Mustache felt that death was approaching, and he slumped on the ground, begging for mercy with a crying voice.

"Didn't you just say that my skin was itchy?"

This is really something in his bones. When he is arrogant, he can't wait to be a father. Once he is cowarded, everyone in the world will be his father.

Tang Yi sneered, patted the little devil's face with the back of his knife and asked.

"I was wrong, my skin was itchy, and I needed a beating, so I came here to look for a beating, please spare my life, I still have an old mother to take care of me."

Mustache directly knelt on the ground, trying hard to squeeze out a smile uglier than crying.

"Since the skin is itchy, then slap your mouth yourself, twenty mouths, as long as one of your fingers is not enough, I will cut off one of your fingers, if ten fingers are not enough, I will cut off your ten toes, and make you into Doraemon Dream."

Tang Yi sneered, and at the same time pointed at the other two little devils with his knife.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The three of them felt Tang Yi's terror firsthand.

Now they still have the slightest dissatisfaction.

With a round slap, he slapped himself in the face.

The crackling mouth really surprised Tang Yi.

These guys are really cruel to themselves.

After twenty mouths were punched, the faces of the three of them were swollen into pig's heads, bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and they tried their best to squeeze out that distorted smile at Tang Yi.

"Are you still satisfied?"

He changed his tone of voice, and the mustache knelt on the ground and asked honestly.

"Very satisfied, very satisfied, go away."

Tang Yi looked at the three little devils whose mouths were full of loose teeth.

These mouth slaps are really hard enough, if I do it myself, I'm afraid their lives will be lost.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

As if granted amnesty, the three got up and ran away.

Wishing to have two more legs, he rushed out of the restaurant in a blink of an eye.

All that was left was a mess and a few service staff hiding behind the bar.

"The loss here is mine, how much?"

Tang Yi looked at the broken bowls and chopsticks, at least he should pay for it.

So he waved his hand and called the trembling waiter to ask.

"You're Chinese, right?"

Unexpectedly, this young boy actually spoke standard Chinese.

"Yes, they are all Chinese, can I get a discount?"

Tang Yi nodded with a smile. He communicated with the little devil in English all the way just now, but he was still recognized unexpectedly.

"It's not a matter of discounting, you run away and hide so that you won't be found."

The waiter in his 20s kept looking at Tang Yi worriedly. He came to remind Tang Yi because he was also Chinese.

"Why? Will they still retaliate? Just like this, the consequences will be the same if there are ten more. Be tougher, especially us Chinese, we must not keep our heads down."

Tang Yi smiled and patted the waiter on the shoulder and said.

"They are not scary, because they are just minions, but their boss is scary, I'm afraid they will go back to find someone now, you hurry up."

The waiter looked anxious, but this is a cruise ship, where is Tang Yi going in the vast sea.

"What's so great about the boss, don't worry, I can handle it, if he dares to come, I will let him go out sideways."

Tang Yi shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

"You don't know, their boss is really powerful, his knife can split bullets!"

When he said this, the waiter's face was obviously terrified, splitting the bullet was simply a myth.

(End of this chapter)