Dragon God Battle

Chapter 10

Finally, everyone surrounded several small Japans one after another, and they didn't know who made the first move. Everyone seemed to have taken a stimulant, and everyone moved forward bravely, fearing that they would lose the opportunity to flatten the small Japans.

The scene was a mess, Miyamoto and the others were completely submerged in the vast sea of ​​people, it should be said that they were surrounded by endless fists and kicks.The sound of fists and cheers quickly overwhelmed the screams, except for a few Japanese, everyone was happy.

Xiaolong didn't go up to make a move, lit a cigarette, and looked at the violent scene in front of him comfortably. He was happier than the whole of China was liberated in 1949. He couldn't help but think of the shame left over from history when he was studying. Now he finally has a chance To avenge a little revenge first, I feel a kind of cool feeling in my heart.

Xiaolong swore secretly in his heart: "Damn, if I have the chance, I will torture Little Japan severely, and let them know what is the descendant of the dragon."

"Brother, give me a chance, I haven't made a move yet?" "Let me go, I have to do a few more kicks, I'm not addicted." There are many similar requests, but unfortunately there are too few opponents, it is difficult to satisfy everyone long-cherished wish.

A lot of answers are like "Damn, I'm having a good time, you go in line." Many children in their teens also joined in. They wanted to go up and down a few times, but they couldn't squeeze in.

Those who couldn't squeeze through had to shout loudly to cheer, and someone actually shouted, "Brother, you take me to fist and kick a few times. Be sure to hit hard." Therefore, what the little Japanese enjoyed was simply It is an unprecedented high-standard treatment that has never been seen before, and the popularity index is a new height for Japan in China, and everyone is frantically getting in touch with them.They are also fans, but they use fists and kicks, which makes our pukes spit out pig blood in our bodies very quickly.

Although being ravaged crazily by so many Chinese, the dedicated bodyguards still tried their best to protect Miyamoto.In about 10 minutes, the two bodyguards were beaten so hard that they could not move. They were lying on the ground like a dead dog, and they could only breathe out, not in.

Xiongren hugged Miyamoto's head tightly, thinking, "Even if I die today, I must save the young master's life, otherwise I will be executed when I go back, and my reputation will be ruined, and my family members will also be executed. That would be terrible." Yes. The Miyamoto gang is still very famous in Japan, and the punishment for the timid is often to harm the family, and they will always be spurned by others."

Miyamoto completely lost control of all his nerves, "Damn devil, as long as I, Miyamoto, don't die, I swear that I will take revenge, and I will use the power of my Miyamoto family to deal with him."

The confusion also caught the attention of train managers.A young and somewhat skinny administrator came over, and Xiaolong immediately went up to him and stopped him with a smile. "Brother, let's have a chat. There's nothing going on here, just teach a few pigs a lesson. Come, smoke a cigarette."

The other party didn't take Xiaolong's cigarette, but blinked his small eyes a few times, lowered his face and said, "Don't hit them, they are foreigners, Japanese, and they have a lot of background. If something happens, I can't take responsibility."

"It was the Japanese who were beaten, and they were the first to strike. Even if they were killed, they deserve it," Xiaolong said.

Xiaolong then grabbed the remaining half of the cigarette butt in his mouth, extinguished the burning cigarette with his hand, and said lazily, "Damn, you still don't talk about Chinese people and don't give me face. I'm in a good mood today. Forgive you. If you don't give the Chinese face, I will beat you as a Japanese now."

The other party shook his body, took a step back, and finally persuaded him, "Brother, I am also an administrator after all, please show some face, just don't beat me to death."

Xiaolong thought about it, and the other party was indeed in a difficult situation, so let's give him a little face.Xiaolong whispered: "It's not easy to save a few dogs' lives, it's just a matter of one sentence." The other party's eyes lit up, and he urged happily, "Hurry up, brother."

Xiaolong looked at the man contemptuously, and had the urge to beat him up, but finally resisted, "Don't yell, who is your brother, damn it, like a traitor, I can't bear to see you like that Get lost, or you will be the fifth unlucky person." The other party wanted to say something, but didn't dare, so he left in a hurry, and finally said, "You wait for me." He didn't dare to turn his head, and ran away in a hurry up. "

Xiaolong didn't hang him, and shouted loudly, "Damn, everyone, stop beating, I don't care if I die."

When everyone heard the familiar voice, they quickly stopped. "After all, the leading pillar has spoken, and no one wants to bear the responsibility of killing someone alone."

Unexpectedly, Xiaolong didn't care about the trouble that the life and death of several people would bring to that little eye, and shouted: "Everyone, throw these pigs out of the window and let them know how powerful we Chinese are."

As a result, the three people who were almost unconscious, together with those who still had weak thinking, were thrown out of the window by the crowd, and the screams of several people could not be uttered.Several people were thrown out like rubbish, and quickly disappeared in front of everyone as the train moved forward at a high speed.

Everyone happily cheered and celebrated, and the college kid actually started dancing.

Xiaolong thought, "The power of the masses is great. I really don't know who said it. Haha, it's so accurate." Xiaolong glanced out the window comfortably, and shouted in his heart: "Shenzhen, I'm here, beauties, my master, I am here!" coming."

In the carriage, everyone was as happy as Chinese New Year, and they were still talking about the topic just now.Many people talked about how they ruthlessly beat Japan in the melee just now, although most of them didn't touch a single hair of those people.But everyone is talking about it.

When Xiaolong heard this, he was secretly amused. "If it weren't for my young master, I think you would have been bullied by Little Japan, and you're all bullshit now. Really, who can brag."

Although Xiaolong didn't do anything in the melee just now, at this moment, Xiaolong has clearly become a national hero in everyone's eyes, and many people gathered around to ask questions.Xiaolong said lightly, "You don't need to praise me. In fact, it's all thanks to you. I just can't get used to those Japanese. It's best to fucking die."

Xiaolong also felt that he didn't know what was wrong, his brain seemed to have changed again, and he thought about problems much faster, which was really a double blessing.

"It is estimated that there will be trouble later. The train operator just ran away in a panic. Should I avoid it first?" Xiaolong thought again.

But under the gaze of everyone, there is no place to hide.Look out the window, then look at your suitcase, forget it, it's not the case of jumping off the car.

Xiaolong's blood flowed rapidly, his heart was full of pride, and he thought, "Damn it, I just jumped off the Yangtze River Bridge yesterday, so I'll just wait and see who can do something to me, my lord."

Xiaolong couldn't help thinking of a song "I'm a hooligan, who am I afraid of", and hummed to himself.

(End of this chapter)