This middle-aged policeman did not use Amu to translate, but directly asked me questions in very blunt Chinese.
Only then did I react. I lowered my head and saw the drop-shaped blood stains on my sportswear. These were all splashed on me when I fought with those black-armored ninjas in Fengchi Palace.
I have almost become accustomed to this kind of bloody battle, and I don't have any ghosts in my heart, so I didn't have any awareness at first, but only now do I realize that I might be in big trouble.
From the trace of blood on the clothes, we can know what actions took place. This is the most basic method of criminal investigation, so they saw something was wrong at a glance.
Touch around the waist.
I thought these Japanese policemen would bring guns when they went out, but they didn’t. They only had black batons with iron bars and high-voltage electric batons. They all took them out in a panic, pointed them at us, and asked us to squat against the wall. I thought to myself
Unlucky, I didn't expect that I would suffer such an unreasonable disaster when I rushed back. Amu was shocked when he saw it, and his face changed. He didn't know whether he was blaming us or feeling that he had caused us big trouble by calling the police.
The Ghost Sword and the Thunder Punishment were hung on our backs, and then packed in the paper tubes used to decorate design drafts. If they were to find them, regardless of whether they were wooden swords, they would only be plated with fine gold.
The sharpness is a perfect weapon, and it is still a troublesome thing to talk about.
Facing this group of policemen who were looking at them eagerly, I glanced at the street. To be honest, if we really wanted to get serious, we could kill all the six policemen in front of us in a matter of minutes. However, if we really got there,
At this point, things really got big. After all, in this area, in addition to the bunch of bosozokus lying on the ground, there are also the residents of Amu Hotel who are watching the fun, and there are also many inexplicable and unrelated people. We
Can't we kill all these people?
The heart of a warrior is to stop the war.
The reason why cultivation must pay attention to the realm is because the more we master the tyrannical power, the more we must maintain a calm attitude and excellent character. What we want to become is a strong person, not a person who only knows how to kill brutally.
Machine. Regardless of whether everyone present is innocent, they are all evildoers who deserve to be killed. We cannot become fugitives wanted by the police.
If that happens, how can I participate in the final election of the Huiyang Festival and rescue Miss Aya?
I didn't move, but Zamao Xiaodao laughed and said, Officer, I didn't expect you to know how to speak Chinese, that would be convenient. Now those thugs are attacking us here for no reason, and we are the victims. Can you not use this kind of language?
How do you view the suspect and question us?
The middle-aged Japanese police officer's Chinese was not very good, but he could probably understand the meaning of the gossip. He frowned and tried the electric baton in his hand, then raised his head and said: "These Bosozoku attacks on hotels,
We must take care of it. But why is there blood on your body? You have to explain this to us when you go back!"
Amu next to him probably saw some clues, came forward to negotiate, and told the middle-aged policeman that we had just arrived at the scene and had no time to take any action. The one who beat these thugs down was a man of only twelve or thirty years old.
A beautiful 20-year-old girl, she is very powerful. Just like Bruce Lee, she defeated these guys with punches and kicks. If you don’t believe it, you can ask these guys on the ground, they should all know...
The Japanese police officers who sent out the police were from the nearby police station (Note 1), and they were also acquaintances with Amu. However, the Japanese policeman who could speak Chinese ignored Amu's words. When he saw that we refused to submit, he couldn't help but become angry and used the electric baton in his hand.
At one o'clock, a blue light suddenly appeared, and his face was distorted at that moment, and he shouted loudly: "Baggaru! You Chinese are either thieves or prostitutes. What good things can you do in Japan? Hurry up and get them all
Squat down and get checked. Otherwise, I will take action!"
This guy looks a bit like the lit firecracker. The sudden roar startled me. Zamao Xiaodao was still smiling, but when he heard this guy's words, his expression changed and he asked Amu: "
Is this guy a right-winger?"
Amu's face darkened, he nodded, and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency Nanjia, you do go to the shrine often to worship..."
Seeing Amu's expression, I knew that Zamao Xiaodao's guess was correct. There are actually not many right-wingers in Japan. Most of them are just political opinions. However, there are also some people who are still attached to the militaristic scenery and so treat their neighbors.
Most countries retain some hostility. In particular, China's continued economic development has gradually replaced Japan's financial position in Asia and the entire world this year, making these guys' nerves even more sensitive.
There is such a right-wing person in charge of this area of his hotel, which makes Amu really feel a little uncomfortable on weekdays.
While Amu was talking in a low voice, the middle-aged police officer did not have the patience to wait any longer and directly lit the electric baton in his hand. Then he called the police next to him to rush forward to arrest us, and at the same time, he lit the electric baton in his hand.
Push it towards me.
I watched the blue electric light flashing continuously, the muscles on my face jumped, and I felt a lot of anger in my heart.
In fact, I don’t want to use any kind of national hatred to look at the ordinary people we see with the most authentic faces. We must not forget history, but we must also face the reality.
drama, we will despise these people or not understand them at all - everyone has good and bad qualities, and there is no need to label a group or deny others in general.
Doing this is actually the most insensitive and undesirable behavior.
Doing things down-to-earth is always more practical and effective than shouting slogans.
However, facing this small group of people who harbor hatred, there is nothing to say politely. The moment I moved my steps, the figure suddenly disappeared. The next second, my hand was already on the hand of this Nanjia police officer.
He held the electric baton on his arm and squeezed it tightly. He squeezed me and couldn't help shouting, trying to break free from my restraints, but he couldn't move at all.
For a guy like this who has received some fighting training, I can hold him with one finger. However, I did not start immediately. Instead, I stopped this stiff guy in front of me and said while retreating into the room.
: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, otherwise I won't know if my hands will be heavy!"
"Baga! How dare you attack the police? You don't want your life. I swear, you will get the punishment you deserve!"
Officer Nanjia saw that he was being held captive, and Zamao Xiaodao didn't know what was going on. No one was touching each other, and his men fell to the ground one after another, shouting ouch, ouch, ouch, and couldn't help being shocked. Seeing him
Being held in a very embarrassing position, he couldn't help but yell: "You Chinese pigs, you don't want your life! You..."
"Snapped!"
A crisp slap sounded in the air, bringing Officer Nanjia's insults to an abrupt end. He was thrown to the ground by me and covered his right face, looking at me in disbelief, with blood in his mouth already
It flowed all over my chin. I rubbed my palms and thought, luckily I had controlled my strength just now, otherwise this guy's whole head would have been blown away by me.
There was blood pouring from the mouth, and the heads of the hard-line right-wingers were buzzing. It took them a while to react, and they cursed loudly with difficulty: "Baga, are you looking for death?"
I looked at the shocked people around me and said nonchalantly: "Apologise, otherwise you will regret your inappropriate remarks!"
Zamao Xiaodao and I stepped back. The police officers quickly helped Officer Nanjia up from the ground, chattering incoherently. The Officer Nanjia saw these five big-bodied and round-waisted police officers next to him.
The subordinate, remembering that this was not a wilderness, suddenly gained some confidence, pointed at me and cursed: "China pig, China pig! Look at it, I will definitely kill you, I swear!"
This guy was waving his fingers, almost going crazy, foaming at the mouth.
Zamao Xiaodao and I looked at each other. In fact, the quality of the Japanese police is generally pretty good. Although they are usually indifferent to Chinese people, they do not directly make such remarks. This may have something to do with this guy's right-wing background.
?I didn’t give him another chance to curse. I stepped on my feet, swayed, and slapped him on the left side of his face.
Officer Nanjia completely fell to the ground, his ears were ringing, and he was completely unable to utter any words.
I sighed and said to this staunch right-winger: "It seems that it is really difficult for the Japanese to sincerely apologize. But I heard that the Japanese are very mean, and they will not treat those who are weaker than themselves.
I wish I could beat them down and step on a few more big feet, and then I would be happy. And for those who are stronger than myself, such as the United States, I wish I could give all my daughters to others. If this is the case, then you can see clearly, I think
I want your life..." I paused, then pointed to a circle of Japanese policemen next to me, and asked calmly: "It's very easy to kill all of you. So, dear, can you talk calmly and well? You can just
Do you want to die so much?"
Amu was quite smart at this time, and helped me translate for these people. Their expressions suddenly changed, and some of them went to get their walkie-talkies, preparing to call for support. Just as I was about to use the Golden Silkworm Gu to put reins on these guys' necks.
At that moment, another group of people came outside. The leader was wearing a gray Japanese kimono.