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Chapter 99 The Slave Island

The group of RBs chattered around Liu Zhao, and Liu Zhao stood up with his head upright, more than two heads taller than the group of Japanese dwarfs.

The leg that has been sick for more than ten years is still numb. Liu Zhao squinted his eyes and stared at the group of dwarfs from the Japanese kingdom. The fighters in the team have all learned a lot of skills, and these skills include language learning. Liu Zhao is proficient in 27 languages.

"He's a Chinese soldier!" said a man with a samurai sword on his waist.

Liu Zhao looked down at the dog tag hanging around his neck (dog tag: a military identification tag that confirms the identity of a high-ranking soldier in Huaxia Kingdom.), and then looked up at the RB people surrounding him. The identities of these RB people were not Simple, as can be seen from the samurai swords they carry around their waists.

This knife is simple and unpretentious when it is in the sheath, but it is full of sharpness when it is out of the sheath!

"Mr. Kato, arrest him, there is a shortage of labor in the fishing ground." A RB man with a beard on his chin bent down and asked.

"Catch him! Send him to the slave team managed by Mr. Oda."

"Hai!" Several RB men bowed to Kato Taka and replied.

"Baga! Kneel down!" the RB man with a beard on his chin shouted, staring at Liu Zhao.

"Slaves? Do you keep slaves in captivity?" Liu Zhao looked at Kato Taka and blurted out fluent Japanese.

"You can speak Japanese? No matter which country, all fishermen and refugees living here will be slaves of our Great RB Empire! Kneel down!" Kato Taka put his hand on the handle of the knife.

"Hehe. You're really overreaching. You're so greedy. You bullying shorties. When the wind blows, you'll come back to life. I'll crush you with one hand!!!"

Liu Zhao moved, he stretched out his hand violently, grabbed the neck of the short RB standing beside him, retracted his five fingers violently, and there was a sudden cracking sound between the throat bones.

"idiot!"

The RB men surrounding Liu Zhao drew out the samurai swords slung around their waists, pointing at Liu Zhao with a cold light on the tip of each knife.

These well-crafted samurai swords have only one blade, elegant and upturned curves, well-proportioned posture, exquisite blade style, and thicker parts near the back of the sword. This sword has been integrated into the limbs of the sword user. You can hate The extreme thinking of RB people and all the dross in his culture, but you have to admit two points, their sword skills are very powerful, and their warrior spirit is very shameless!Very cheating!
Liu Zhao slowly let go of his palm, and the RB man opened his eyes wide and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Baga!" The two sword-wielding warriors became furious, one left and one right raised their swords and slashed at Liu Zhao.

Liu Zhao sideways dodged the samurai sword that was slashed at his shoulder by the man on the left. Just as his body was about to turn to the right, a burst of pain that hit the nerves came from the inner thigh to the whole body. Liu Zhao staggered and couldn't stand still. He was slashed severely.

Blood spurted out from the shoulder blades, staining half of Liu Zhao's cheeks red.

"Chichi, Huaxia soldiers, that's all." Kato Taka's unruly face was full of disdain.

"Hehe. Is that so?" Liu Zhao violently tore his clothes and wrapped them around his shoulders.

"Baga! Kneel down and be our slave. Mr. Kato can spare you." An RB warrior with a white cloth strip wrapped around his head shouted arrogantly.

Liu Zhao wiped the blood splashed on the corner of his eyes, and stomped on the gravel beach with his leg that had been ill for more than ten years. Liu Zhao wanted to restore the feeling of his right leg, even if it was the feeling of pain.
Because of the force, the sharp-edged gravel pierced into Liu Zhao's soles, and the gravel was covered with the blood from his feet, and finally he felt some sensation in his legs.

"Baga! Why are you stomping when you are told to kneel down?" The RB warrior with a white cloth wrapped around his head swung his knife and chopped down at Liu Zhao.

Liu Zhao shortly dodged the knife, punched RB warrior's lower abdomen with a straight fist, and clasped the knife-holding wrist with his other hand. With a sharp push, the knife in RB warrior's hand was taken away.

"Nani?" All the warriors surrounding Liu Zhao stared at the companion who was knocked down on the gravel beach by Liu Zhao's punch in astonishment.

"I lost all the knives! I really lost all the face of my big RB Bushido!" Kato Taka pulled out the samurai sword from his waist, and swung it at the RB Samurai who fell on the gravel beach.

The rest of the RB warriors looked at their companions on the gravel beach, howled and rushed towards Liu Zhao with their knives in hand. Their sacred bushido spirit was severely trampled!

Liu Zhao's legs trembled a little, and his movement was very slow. He swung around and killed three RB warriors, and was cut more than ten times on his body. Liu Zhao was surrounded by the RB warriors like a blood gourd. .

"Hahaha Baga, kneel or not?" A Japanese warrior kicked Liu Zhao.

Liu Zhao's eyes had been chopped off, he was waving the knife in his hand like a lunatic, and suddenly he was kicked on the waist, he was like a mountain collapsing, straight on the gravel beach On, between the knees, never bent once!
"Humph. C Nima's!" Liu Zhao spat out the bloody foam in his mouth, stood up with the knife, and slashed behind him.

"Hahaha blind man, still want to use a knife?" A RB warrior laughed and chopped Liu Zhao's knife with his knife. The sharp blade cut through the ligament, and a cloud of blood spurted out instantly.

The severed hand that fell on the gravel beach was still tightly holding the knife in his hand.

"Kneel down!" the RB warrior shouted again, he couldn't believe that the blind Huaxia soldier still knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Hmph. Kneel down? Fuck you, you're overthinking." Liu Zhao shook his head, his sanity had already begun to blur.

"Baga, kneel down!" A RB warrior slashed Liu Zhao's back with a knife.

Liu Zhao's body was like a ship swaying in the stormy sea. Although he kept shaking, his legs refused to bend.

The RB warriors are like playing monkeys, stabbing each other, swearing non-stop, just to make Liu Zhao kneel at their feet. This slave island is home to more than 4000 fishermen from various countries who have fled. I have never met anyone who would rather die than kneel at their feet!
"Baga!" A RB warrior seemed to have lost the patience to play Liu Zhao, dropped the samurai sword in his hand, raised his hand to press Liu Zhao's shoulder, and kicked Liu Zhao's popliteal behind his knee.

"idiot!"

Liu Zhao's legs were stretched straight, and he didn't bend at all. The RB warrior waved and called two companions. Five meters behind Zhao, all the strength of his body was concentrated on his feet, he sprinted and kicked Liu Zhao's leg fiercely.

Liu Zhao's knees finally couldn't bear such a huge impact, and he bent his legs and knelt down on the gravel beach.
(End of this chapter)