During the whole afternoon, Zhao Chengfeng didn't have much rest. He was discussing with Tang Wei and revising the battle plan. By the time Zhao Chengfeng finished everything, it was already 7:30 p.m. and another hour and a half, he would have died with the Japanese.

"Let's go for dinner first. After dinner, we'll go straight to the Shankou Taoist temple." Zhao Chengfeng tidied up his things, and they went out together.

Perhaps because of the Internet, television hype, exaggeration, after the door, the streets of the Japanese people are talking about this duel.

"The Chinese people are so arrogant that they have come to our door

"That is, this time we must not give Chinese people face, we must give them some color to see."

"Kill the Chinese!"

The Japanese are very radical, and it's all right to talk in the streets. After getting on the bus, Zhao Chengfeng found that many Japanese held banners to demonstrate in the dark, and the words on the banners were like dog dung.

"This group of Japanese is too much." Pang Hu bit his teeth and scolded. He wanted to get out of the car and teach these bastards a lesson.

On the contrary, Zhao Chengfeng didn't care. He said with a faint smile, "is it worth getting angry about this kind of thing?"

"Pang Hu suddenly said nothing.

Zhao Chengfeng continued to poke: "never quarrel with a mad dog. If a mad dog bites, will you bite it back?"? No, the next time I meet such a mad dog, it's very simple. I'll kill it with a knife. It's clean and neat. "

"They don't have another one." Pang Hu said, looking back at Zhao Chengfeng, said: "after tonight, their idol, their first master will be completely destroyed."

Zhao Chengfeng laughs and says that he never thought that people in Nanyue would like to be paralyzed. However, this flattery makes Zhao Chengfeng very happy.

They ate something casually. On the way, they contacted the people in the embassy. They learned that the people in the embassy had rushed in, and Zhao Chengfeng and Pang Hu also rushed in.

Tonight's Shankou group dojo is very busy. There are at least 1000 people gathered in the small dojo. Except for some officials and students, most of them are media reporters, one by one carrying long guns and short guns. They are very happy to shoot, and some reporters directly interview them on the spot.

"Captain, here you are." As soon as Zhao Chengfeng entered the door, he was pulled by Wang Qiang. This evening, the embassy also brought a lot of people, more than 100 people, all with guys around his waist.

Liu Zhi, the person in charge of the Japanese Embassy, also came over and said to Zhao Cheng, "Mr. Zhao, if you need anything else, just say it straight. I'll prepare it for you right away."

"I don't need to prepare. I have nothing to prepare for. It's my duty to clean up the Japanese." Zhao Chengfeng shakes his head slightly and seems very calm.

Zhao Chengfeng didn't worry about the Japanese tricks at all. Instead, he worried about Tang Wei. No matter how perfect the operational plan is, who can predict the ever-changing situation on the battlefield?

Even a little bit of accident may lead to a complete loss.

"Why don't you do an interview? Everyone is looking forward to it." Liu Zhi pointed to several reporters beside him and said, "these are very famous domestic journalists who have done a lot of international reports."

Zhao Chengfeng didn't want to appear in public, so he said: "you can help me. I'm thin skinned. Don't interview me. I'll be nervous for a while. If I lose the game, I'll..."

"OK, no interviews." On hearing this, Liu Zhi hurriedly said, "we Huaxia do not accept interviews, and we do not need interviews. Don't make trouble. Let Mr. Zhao have a good rest. The battle will start soon."

Zhao Chengfeng covered his mouth and snickered, saying that Liu Zhi was also a talent. What kind of fight is about to start? Isn't it just a broken challenge?

However, it's good to save reporters endless. Instead of dealing with these media, it's better to eat something and drink some water to relax.

Zhao Chengfeng casually found a place to sit down, eyes swept to the opposite.

Opposite is the Japanese Yamaguchi group, led by Yamaguchi Zhenbang, next to Yamamoto, who was almost killed by Zhao Chengfeng yesterday.

Yamamoto saw Zhao Chengfeng look over, hate teeth itch, low voice: "elder martial brother, you see this Zhao Chengfeng is too headmaster, actually dare to stare at us."

Yamaguchi looked at the past, frowning slightly, no response.

"Elder martial brother, I don't care. However, the two elder martial brothers Yamamoto ferry and kiyoda Kiyoshi died miserably. They have to revenge; Now Zhao Chengfeng comes to our door again, which is our shame. We can't just let it go. " Yamamoto continued to fan the flames and said, "the face of our Japanese nation must be preserved."

"Well, I see. Don't say anything." Yamaguchi Zhenbang waved his hand impatiently, and his mood became more irritable.

Yamaguchi Zhenbang is not afraid to die or lose. However, Japan can't afford to lose, and Yamaguchi group can't afford to lose. Therefore, no one knows how much pressure Yamaguchi Zhenbang has shouldered.

"Zhao Chengfeng, today is your death time!" But Yamaguchi's head was pinched with a clatter, swearing in secret.

At this time, several reporters came to Shankou and asked with a smile, "Mr. Shankou, is it convenient for you now? Can we interview you? "

Yamaguchi Zhenbang nodded slightly, "you ask."

"Well, what do you think of this duel with the Chinese warrior?" The reporter at the top asked quickly.

"What's your chance of winning? Are you nervous? "

"If you lose, you will..."

Yamaguchi Zhenbang brow a twist, ask this what bullshit? Do you mean to find fault with me?

"First of all, I want to tell you that I don't have any feelings. Second, winning or losing is a matter of military affairs. It's no big deal." Yamaguchi interrupted the latter and said in a deep voice, "but now I can tell you that today's World War I will be won by the Japanese."

"Excuse me, Mr. Yamaguchi, where did you get your confidence?"

"Mr. Yamaguchi, it is said that Chinese experts are also very powerful. Are you sure you can win?"

“……”

The reporter's repeated questions almost didn't make Shankou Zhenbang angry. Where did the reporter come from? Can't he ask some questions with nutritional value? I don't believe Lao Tzu when I open my mouth. It's too shameful.

"Sorry, I'm a little tired now. I need to rest for a while. The duel will start in less than 20 minutes. Thank you for your interview. You can leave now." Yamaguchi didn't say anything in his heart. He ordered the people to leave. When he asked, Yamaguchi was afraid that he would kill people.

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