Zhang Zhong looked at everything in front of him in surprise.

The huge manor was planted with colorful cherry blossoms, and four shy geishas in kimonos danced under the trees with folding fans in their hands.

There was a Sony laptop placed on a small stone table, and a piece of Japanese music that Zhang Zhong had never heard was playing.

Red, green, pink, yellow, and kimonos of various colors shuttled in front of his eyes. Zhang Zhong, who was supposed to be a prisoner, never expected that he would see such a scene.

At this time, the three black-clothed ninjas had already disappeared.

Squeezing Zhang Zhong's arm, Li Lina said coquettishly: "Why, are you so happy that you don't miss Shu anymore?"

Classmate Nana seemed to be on fire. She would always say something to others or use her hands and feet. She was like an explosive girl. Zhang Zhong had a headache. Xiaoni came with her. I admired it for a while.

They are so exotic that they are treated like eye drops. By the way, these women in kimonos showing off their white thighs and perky breasts are worth seeing.

"Hey, classmate Nana, are you joking?" Zhang Zhong looked at the red pinch marks on his arms and said with a smile.

"Huh, keep your eyes peeled! Don't look blindly!" Li Lina warned, waving her fist.

"I didn't look at you, I thought you were anxious!" Zhang Zhong said with a playful smile.

"Ahem..."

With a cough, Zhang Zhong saw a guy standing next to him.

He had a short face and a face shaped like a popular young girl. He was wearing a white Anima suit. He covered his nose with one hand, pulled out a stool and sat next to the two of them.

"Are you Zhang Zhong?" the man looked at Zhang Zhong and said.

Zhang Zhong didn't bother to answer such a knowing question.

"My name is Sun San." No one answered the question, and the young man didn't feel embarrassed and continued to talk.

"Sun Shan, it's so funny that he lost his name to Sun Shan!" Li Lina almost burst out laughing.

"The mountain is not a high mountain, but a three of one, two, three, four." Sun San said calmly.

"Then your brother and elders will call you Xiaosan?" Li Lina tilted her face and showed a strange smile.

"Hmm!" Sun San, who had just returned from Japan, still didn't know what Xiao San meant in Chinese culture.

"If you fart, fart, if you don't, wipe your ass. I don't want to see you getting sick or getting sick!" Zhang Zhong never had a good face towards Japanese people.

"Boy, I'm really a prick. Speak carefully, do you understand?" Sun San clapped his hands, and a woman in kimono came over with a bottle of red wine.

Sun Shan opened the mouth of the bottle with his finger, poured out the wine, and poured it on his hands. Someone brought a towel. While wiping his hands, he said: "To be an ant, you must have the consciousness to be an ant. Wait patiently. It will take a while."

There will be a good show to watch."

"I don't have time to watch you fart here?" Zhang Zhong stood up and punched Sun San in the nose. I had already noticed that this guy's nose was not pleasing to the eye. Why did he do it so hard for nothing?

"Young man, you are so rude!" Sun Shan turned his face, dodged his fist, and clapped his hands: "Brothers, come play with him!"

"Coax..."

The floor was shaken with huge force, as if several pairs of feet were stepping on people's hearts.

Zhang Zhong raised his head and looked at the strong men who were more than two meters tall surrounding him. There was one man standing on each side, one in front and one in front. They were tall, long-legged, thick-waisted, with a muscular face. The upper body was wearing a shorts, and the lower body was wearing a pair of boxer shorts.

, the muscles in the whole body are like steel, with a bronze color. People from small Eastern countries are generally around 1.6 meters tall, and there are very few who can reach 1.8 meters. Sumo wrestlers who are 2 meters tall and so strong are the best.

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Sun San was really generous, calling four people over at once.

"Mistress, your family owns a butcher shop." Zhang Zhong joked, but he paid more attention in his heart.

"Boy, you won't be able to keep your mouth shut later." Sun Shan stood with his hands behind his back, waved his hand, and the four sumos rushed towards Zhang Chong.

The weight of a single sumo is about 500 kilograms. In terms of pure strength, a single collision can knock down an adult sow. The only disadvantage of a sumo is that it is too large and difficult to move.

Pounce, Zhang Zhong packed it up, as if there was no pressure at all, but as soon as he took the shot, there were four.

While the four sumos were attacking, Zhang Zhong jumped up, flipped his body in the air, hooked up a sumo's neck with his legs, stood in an inverted position, and punched his waist with both fists.

This blow took ten percent of the force.

There was a muffled "bang" sound, as if it was hit on a stone.

Zhang Zhong looked at his red and swollen hands with a stern heart. These guys are made of iron.

"Whoosh", the wind of the fist rushed towards his face, and the air seemed to be torn open.

Zhang Zhong tilted his head and his body turned over like an iron bridge.

"Huhu..." Sumo rushed over again.

Zhang Zhong kicked a sumo wrestler on the shoulder, and before he could react, his legs immediately wrapped around his neck, and his fists punched him in the ears.

The sumo suddenly felt dizzy and had tinnitus. His consciousness gradually became blurred and he staggered back a few steps.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, he punched him in the neck again.

"Hiss!" the sumo wrestler yelled and fell to the ground.

"Ouch!" Seeing that their partners were knocked down, the other three sumo wrestlers rushed towards Zhang Zhong unexpectedly.

Zhang Zhong swept his legs towards one of the sumo wrestlers. The man's lower body was very strong and did not even sway. Zhang Zhong used a feint, his body was like a snake, he put his hands on the ground and kicked his opponent's groin with one leg.

As we all know, the fatter the person, the more difficult it is to squat. The body is the weakest part of the body.

"Bastard!" Sun San was originally in the mood of watching a good show, watching Zhang Zhong being beaten by several sumo wrestlers. Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhong defeated two sumo wrestlers one after another.

"You didn't know until now, it's too late." Zhang Zhong spoke and moved. He chose to attack the sumo's lower body. This time, he used a needle to prick one of the sumo's legs.

"Hiss, hiss, jirgulu" the sumo howled loudly in pain.

There was only one sumo wrestler in the field. Seeing his partner being punished with vicious methods by the opponent, the one who survived was so frightened that his legs trembled and he wet his pants even though he was a big man.

"Ha, ha, I didn't expect that Japanese people not only like to wear three-pronged pants, but also like to wet their pants. I'm so embarrassed." Zhang Zhong covered his nose and laughed.

"you……"

"What are you...you, you can't even speak Chinese dialect, yet you have the nerve to come here to embarrass me and go back to the East for me. You look like you look like this, but you still have the nerve to show off, look at you like this,

You can't even buy clothes outside, no wonder, you have nothing to wear..." Zhang Zhong continued to say in a nonchalant manner.

"You..." The sumo wrestler was so angry that he dropped his three companions who fell to the ground and ran away in panic.

"That's too much!" Sun San couldn't hold his anger anymore and shouted, "Bring me a knife."

"Tch!" Zhang Zhong sneered disdainfully, "Don't be embarrassed. Who do you know? Did you learn these dirty tricks of kidnapping and threats in Japan?"

"Look at the sword!" Sun San drew out a samurai sword and pointed it towards Zhang Zhongpi.

The sword was simple but concealed several killing moves. Zhang Zhong did not retreat but advanced, bullying himself and rushing towards Sun San.
Chapter completed!