Juan Ba Kanglong has regrets (2) Behind the scenes of 65
With a slight movement, he swept towards the direction where the short fat man left.
Although there is no one guarding the outside of Tenjin Shinyangryu, there are many disciples of the sect inside guarding various important entrances and exits.
Hanzi avoided the sight of the two door guards and followed the short fat man to the side yard. He saw the short fat man walking directly into a bathroom.
It was estimated that this place was not important, so there were no guards. Hanzi flew down and followed the short fat man into the bathroom.
"Ba Ga, you want to cut off the roots of my Maruyama family. Hehe, fortunately, I still have five illegitimate children outside. As long as I can keep the roots, I will ignore you. I just pity the two children Maruyama Fuxiong and Maruyama Nanqi.
." The short fat man muttered to himself while hissing.
"Hey, what is it? It's so cold!" The short fat man shivered in excitement, but it was different from the kind of chills that most people would have due to heat loss after peeing, but -
He lowered his head and wanted to shout in shock, but found that his back was numb and he couldn't scream at all.
It turned out that there was a long, gleaming samurai sword pressed on top of his dirty thing.
The cold breath from the samurai sword was introduced into his body along with the dirty thing. In shock, the already short dirty thing became even smaller, almost shrinking in, reaching the highest state of the golden bell - shrinking sun.
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But the samurai sword was like a maggot attached to his flesh, as if it had stuck to his dirty things, making him feel that no matter how small his dirty things were, the katana could cut them in an instant.
Lose.
He was so horrified that the original hard squeeze turned into a hesitant, dripping dripping.
Hey, maybe this is the fastest he has booed this year!
He was so horrified that his face turned black and his lips turned purple.
A man's life can be discarded, but without that thing, I'm afraid it will be more uncomfortable than death.
Seeing the deterrent effect, Hanzi smiled with satisfaction. However, in the eyes of the short fat man, his smile was the smile of a devil, a smile that frightened him more than any other smile in the world.
Han Zi flicked his fingers and untied his soft holes. Although the short fat man found that he could shout loudly, at this time, he didn't dare to shout even if he was given ten more courages.
"You must also know that if I am not careful, the knife will sink. I will not be responsible for any consequences." Of course Hanzi said it in authentic Chinese.
"I don't know what you are talking about. Who are you? Are you Chinese? What do you want?" Of course, the short fat man's voice was trembling and intermittent when he said these words.
"Don't fucking pretend to me. I know that your country J has made Mandarin a compulsory language in the past ten years. I don't need to tell you what the purpose is. You already know it in your heart." Han Zi.
He said coldly, pressed lightly with the katana in his hand, and the sound of beeping came again.
Hey, it turns out that ### can happen continuously!
Hanzi saw that the short fat man was trembling all over, his two calves were already swaying, and he might collapse at any time. He was probably worried that the katana would sink if he was not careful, so he did not support himself.
"I understand, I understand. Although I can't speak Chinese Mandarin well, I can understand it. Shaojun, tell me, tell me..." the short fat man said tremblingly.
Han Zi pressed the samurai sword in his hand, and the short fat man swayed again and begged: "Spare my life, Young Master, spare my life!"
Hanzi pressed the samurai sword in his hand again: "You bastard, you are too old to be on the road. If you call me Young Master again, I will kill you with a knife. I am a Chinese, a descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties. To you J countrymen
This kind of title is deeply disgusting and detestable. I like you people from country J to call me "grandpa."
"Yes, yes, grandpa... ah, spare my life -" It turned out that Hanzi's knife was pressed down again. He was so horrified that he wanted to scream but didn't dare. His whole body was about to collapse.
"You bitch, who is your grandpa? I don't have a grandson like you. You can call me grandpa or uncle, but grandpa can't bark randomly." An angry look appeared on Hanzi's face.
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"Yes, yes, sir, please spare the villain." The short fat man finally learned his lesson this time.
"I can spare you. Tell me, where does that demon snake from country J live?" Hanzi asked with a smile.
"This... this... I really don't know... ah -" The short fat man felt the cold sting coming again, and immediately said: "Master, I really don't know, I only know that she is our j
The biggest god in the country is the god worshiped by the emperor. It is said that she asked the emperor to promise her to do one thing and she would help the emperor realize his dream of becoming the world's overlord."
Hanzi saw that he finally understood, and the katana in his hand became lighter: "Please tell me in more detail, otherwise, hey!"
Humpty Dumpty's spirit had been broken by him. He dared not hide anything, so he told everything he knew. If there was anything Hanzi thought was suspicious, he would press the samurai sword in his hand, and Dumpty Dumpty would suppress it.
The fat man would cry and repeat what he said, ensuring that what he said was true.
Although the short fat man didn't know much, Hanzi could still pick up a general idea.
It turns out that the demon snake has been a god worshiped by the royal family of country J for hundreds of years. It is said that it has nine heads, so it is also called the Nine-Crown Phoenix Snake.
It is said that this demonic snake has great supernatural powers and has the power to call forth wind and rain, and to move mountains and seas. It once saved a certain emperor of Country J hundreds of years ago and has since become the god of Country J.
Not long ago, the demon snake suddenly proposed to the emperor of country j that he would help the emperor of country j with his long-held dream - to dominate the world!
However, there is one condition, which is to help her obtain the Buddha's head relics and the nine relics stored in China.
When the short fat man said this, Hanzi couldn't help but asked curiously: "Don't this demon snake have great powers? Why don't you go and get it yourself?"
The short fat man shook his head and said: "That is impossible. It is said that thousands of years ago, the nine-headed crowned snake was trapped in country J by the immortal using a magic trap. I don't know the specific situation.
These are just legends."
"Don't you even know the general location of the demonic snake?"
"I really don't know. Some people say it's in Dongjing, some say it's on Fusi Mountain, and some even say it's in Shenwu Mountain, but none of them have been confirmed."
Hanzi asked some other questions, and the short fat man did not dare to hide them from him anymore, so he answered all questions.
After asking the question, Hanzi took back his katana, but the short fat man looked at his dirty things and wanted to cry without tears.
It turned out that he was too nervous to notice his dirty things just now. After being dried in the sun for more than ten minutes in the wind and snow of more than ten degrees below zero, it had already turned into hardened sausage. He didn't know if it could be dried again.