super student pretty school girl

Chapter 319

I heard Xia Long squint and say that he is Chinese!Shelley's eyes widened, as if seeing a ghost, staring at Xia Long, and then jumped up like a kitten whose tail was stepped on!

"You you you! You! You are actually Chinese? There are people like you in China? God! You!"

After hearing Shelley's words, Xia Long couldn't laugh or cry: "Eldest sister, why am I so obscene? My eyes are injured, okay?"

Shelley was really going crazy at this time, the words she said in front of this guy just now were nothing like a little devil's old lady, but when she thought of the last sentence, her face felt feverish!

The old lady has big breasts!

Too bad you can't see it.

Shelley almost didn't turn around and fled.

This time, it was really embarrassing.

"You guy, did you do it on purpose? Why didn't you say you were Chinese earlier?"

Shelley's character is really irritable. Although he knew that the guy in front of him was his benefactor, he still couldn't help but have the urge to run away.

Xia Long chuckled, and this time he looked even more wretched: "You took me for the first time when you came in. You are the one who made the first impression and blamed me!"

Shelley was angry. She stared at Xia Long, and said contemptuously: "A Chinese, but serving the Japanese, if you are in the Anti-Japanese War, do you know what you are?"

Xia Long was stunned for a moment, then suppressed a smile and said, "You want to call a traitor!"

"Okay! I was defeated by you! Forget it, I don't care what you do, anyway, don't look at me lewdly, hum!"

For Shelley, no matter what the other party did for the Japanese, it was better for him than for a Japanese translator.

It was only later that Shelley found out who Sharon really was.

Even if Xia Long settled down like this, no one asked about Xia Long's identity. The other Japanese were obviously high-status guys, and they each had their own tasks, so for Xia Long, it would not be the slightest bit. Of course, being able to provide Xia Long with a young and beautiful translator full-time, this still makes many people have some associations with Xia Long's identity.

After all, the fact that he can be specially equipped with a translator means that this guy must be able to talk to other foreigners, so at least it means that this guy with swollen eyes has a much higher status than himself.

However, the hierarchical system of Japanese aristocratic families is very strict, so those people, including some guards who wear traditional kimonos with Tsukidai hair on their heads, and have the title of Japanese nobles, do not dare to have the slightest sense of shame when they see Sharon. present.

And Xia Long didn't bother to return the gift with them at all, which proved to others that Xia Long's identity was not simple.

"Hmph, if you let these Japanese people know that you are Chinese, and you are still so rude, you will be miserable!"

Shelley, who was by Xia Long's side, was already very familiar with Xia Long. At this time, she was speaking to Xia Long in Chinese in a low voice.

Xia Long shrugged his shoulders: "So what if we know? Do they still dare to ask me?"

Shelley snorted again, then hesitated, and asked in a low voice: "You Sharon, do you know who these Japanese people are from? I have never seen traditional Japanese nobles! Why are there so many people here?" How many? And there are some guys whose status is very high!"

Sharon smiled strangely, looked at Shelley and said in a low voice, "You know the Japanese imperial family, right?"

Shelley opened his mouth suddenly: "You! Didn't you say that these guys serve the Japanese royal family? Could it be that there are some Japanese princes or inner princes on this cruise ship? My God!"

Xia Long was stunned for a moment. He didn't know the identity of Qian Xunxue from Shintoism, but he must have an inseparable relationship with the royal family, but he didn't know much about the prince's inner prince.

But for this little girl named Shelley, Sharon wanted to frighten her.

So he intentionally smiled mysteriously, and leaned into Shelley's ear and whispered, "You're right, this time, there really is one. Well, Prince Nei, by the way, do you want to know what I do? "

Shelley was stunned by Sharon's words, and then asked stupidly, "What do you do?"

A hint of joke flashed in Xia Long's eyes, and then he said in a serious voice, "I am from the National Security Bureau of China. This time, the avatar infiltrated here to complete the task, so you have to cooperate with me later!"

Shelley trembled all over, she looked at Xia Long in horror, her eyes were full of disbelief and shock, as well as horror and fear!
"I am the National Security Bureau? How can I cooperate with you?"

"Yeah, if it's necessary, I need to change my identity to another one after a while, so you can pretend to be my wife, you know? If someone wants to check us, we should be more intimate!"

Shelley was about to nod foolishly, but when she saw the playfulness in Xia Long's eyes, she was so angry that she almost cursed!
I was teased by this bastard!

What a shit NSA.

Shelley pinched Xia Long's arm fiercely, and said in a low voice viciously: "Do you believe me or not, I will tell these Japanese devils right now that you are pretending to be Japanese devils to plot evil?"

At this moment, an old guy with a haughty expression walked up to him. Beside the old guy, there were more than a dozen people respectfully following him.

This old guy was wearing a black Japanese-style palace robe, with chrysanthemum patterns embroidered with golden thread on the collar and cuffs, and the high crown on his head was a full fifty centimeters, as if he was a housekeeper.

The dozen or so Japanese who followed him all looked solemn, and the hairstyles on their heads looked even more ridiculous to Sharon!
The forehead is bald, but there is long hair on both sides of the forehead, and then a small braid on the top of the head.

Everyone who saw this old guy bowed deeply at the same time, but Xia Long and Shelley stood very conspicuously by the side of the passage, motionless.

The old guy looked at Xia Long, and when he was about to get angry, at this moment, his face full of arrogance immediately turned into a face full of humility, and he even stopped immediately, and then led the dozen or so people behind him , and at the same time prostrated themselves on the ground.

Just at the corner on Sharon's right, a woman in a snow-white kimono with long black hair hanging on her head, and an old man with two samurai swords pinned to his waist turned around.

Xia Long raised his eyes subconsciously and glanced at the woman. Although he only saw a side face, it was astonishingly beautiful!

He frowned subconsciously, but immediately put all his attention on the old guy next to the woman.

That old guy, Sharon can't tell the depth!

But Xia Long could see that this old guy's strength was far beyond what he could match.

Even if he had broken through the second layer of Nine Dragons Destroyer, and was tortured by Pandora to stimulate some kind of magical potential, he was still no match for this old guy.

This old guy's strength is unfathomable, even above his own master.

Xia Long had only sensed this breath from one person.

This old guy is actually a master at the same level as Xia Renkuang?

Then the identity of this woman is ready to be revealed!

She must be that mysterious figure in Shintoism.

The woman didn't look at the group of people lying on the ground at all, but turned her head with interest and glanced at Xia Long.

Immediately, she burst out laughing at Xia Long's majesty.

Xia Long snorted coldly. He looked at the woman and asked coldly, "Little girl, what are you laughing at?"

He uses Chinese.

This sentence caused a catastrophe!

Before he finished speaking, Shelley only felt a flash of white light before his eyes, and then an extremely bright light flashed past.

Naturally, Shelley couldn't see that it was a knife, but Xia Long frowned slightly, and simply stretched out two fingers, and immediately clamped the bright samurai sword that appeared out of nowhere.

Just feeling the cold air on the blade is enough to show the sharpness of that knife. If Xia Long didn't dodge, this knife is enough to cut off his head directly!

Xia Long clamped the knife with two fingers, and then he smiled coldly, and suddenly snapped the two. The samurai sword, which was tempered into steel, was obviously a well-known samurai sword, and it was directly broken by his two fingers.

A gleam flashed in Qian Xunxue's eyes, while Wende Murakami narrowed his eyes slightly, and the guy who attacked Xia Long's face changed wildly.

You know, no matter how much we hate small Japanese, but when it comes to Japanese samurai swords, we have to admire their quality.

As one of the three famous blades in the world, the Japanese sword was born out of the Tang sword in the Tang Dynasty of China, and the forging process has basically always been derived from the Tang sword.

I have to say that many things are like this. In China, the forging process of Tang Dao has long been lost, but in Japan, this forging process has been passed down from generation to generation until now.

A really good samurai sword is definitely made by the most primitive hand forging method!

Especially the forging process, it can be said that it can be said to be refined into steel.

The samurai sword made by this forging method, not to mention other things, but only in terms of hardness and toughness, is really not comparable to ordinary katana!
The Japanese who made the sneak attack was originally a master of a well-known martial arts school in Japan, and the sword in his hand was handed down from his school. In Japan now, the reputation of this knife can be ranked in the top fifty, but unexpectedly, it was broken by Xia Long's two fingers.

After the Japanese man's face changed wildly, he only felt a mouthful of blood, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Your Baga!!"

Xia Long didn't care who was in front of him, he didn't have a good impression of the little devil, he just raised his leg and kicked that guy, and he kicked him flying out, knocking down a large piece of Japanese kneeling on the ground. people.

"Eight you quack!"

(End of this chapter)