What's more, the University of Renmin is nominally the highest power organization in China. When the leader of such an organization visits a foreign country, it is inevitable that Old Li will personally accompany him.
In addition, Old Li Tou was responsible for various national security tasks. He accompanied the palm on his trip, and he guessed that there were other secret tasks that needed to be carried out.
Zhang Tiegen, to put it bluntly, is at most a gangster leader in the underworld, not even a good citizen. Even a hundred of his small lives are not worth the weight of one hand.
Otherwise, Old Li Tou must definitely follow Zhang Tiegen and wait for his orders. How could he just run over to Hokkaido to save Zhang Tiegen?
This is a very neutral and serious statement. There is no intention to deliberately blackmail anyone. You can tell it with your toes.
Of course, Zhang Tiegen is indeed in vain. He can read newspapers and news almost every day. Isn’t the effect of persisting in learning and self-transformation revealed today?
He was able to guess so much information just through Old Li Tou's absolutely correct words. He was really quite capable.
"Why did that palmist let you come to Hokkaido? Is this okay?" Zhang Tiegen quickly asked Old Li Tou.
"It's okay. I asked for leave from Zhang Zhang, saying that we came here for a private trip." Old Li Tou said.
"Uh... Okay. This private tour of yours is really special. You are meeting old acquaintances and killing old enemies." Zhang Tiegen shrugged and said.
Lao Li ignored Zhang Tiegen again, but as the saying goes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Although they were horrified by Lao Li's fear, these young Fusang martial arts masters were still strong-blooded people, so some of them must have been unable to bear it any longer.
Finally, someone couldn't help but stood up again and said loudly to Zhang Tiegen and Lao Li Tou: "Chinese people, you are bullying others too much!"
The moment he heard the words "Chinese people", Zhang Tiegen was immediately angered.
"Seeking death!" Zhang Tiegen, who had a dull expression at first, suddenly flashed murderous intent. With a flip of his hand, the wedge-shaped flying knife disappeared.
The wedge-shaped flying knife was inserted into the forehead of this young Fuso martial artist, blood spattered out, and the body immediately fell backward to the ground, killing him with one blow.
Zhang Tiegen looked around with vicious eyes and declared loudly: "Who among you is unconvinced? Stand up for me!"
Seeing that two masters, an old one and a young one, had died in the hands of the master and apprentice in an instant, no one among the Fusang people dared to speak anymore, let alone stand up.
"Kneel down with us and beg for mercy, or will you die by my sword now?" The samurai sword in Lao Li Tou's hand pointed at my grandson Xiao Ai again, and asked my grandson Xiao Ai in a loud voice. "This is the last thing I will give you.
A chance to survive."
"I, I..." Of course my grandson Xiao Ai's face was extremely ugly, and he was very entangled in his heart: Should he die to save his life or face?
"My grandson, senior, you cannot kneel down! You are our senior, the flag of my Fuso martial arts world!"
"Yes! My grandson, a samurai, would rather be killed than beg for mercy!" Some of the Taoist friends even shouted out in a poor manner.
"My grandson, please don't lose the dignity of our Fuso warriors!" Some people loudly adopted the method of moral killing, which is used every day by people in East Asian countries.
…
Faced with these various shouts, my grandson Xiaoai couldn't help but feel more entangled in his heart. He struggled so much that his face turned red and his head was sweating profusely, as if he was in a sauna.
Of course, my grandson Xiao Ai was also yelling at these hecklers in his heart: Damn you guys! It’s not you who are going to be killed now. Of course you can yell like that!
Then, my grandson Xiao Ai made an action that no one expected. After he slowly stood up from the ground, he knelt down in front of everyone, kneeling on the ground next to Zhang Tiegen and Lao Li Tou.
before.
"Please have mercy!" My grandson Xiaoai begged for mercy along with the master and apprentice.
When Zhang Tiegen saw this, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Did this old man really kneel down in public?
He originally thought that given the Fusang people's national character of dying to save face and never admitting their mistakes or defeat, my grandson Xiao Ai would definitely fight to the end.
But Zhang Tiegen temporarily forgot that Fuso and a large number of people like that bastard Abe had been completely betrayed by Trump of the TPP agreement, and they continued to shamelessly claim that they would continue to persuade Trump to pass the TPP
?!
Therefore, the shamelessness of the Fusang people finally defeated Zhang Tiegen's cognition. They just knelt down, so what are you doing?! Are you going to kill or not?!
Zhang Tiegen looked at Old Li Tou in astonishment. According to Zhang Tiegen's guess, Old Li Tou was just trying to find an excuse to kill my grandson Xiao Ai. Unfortunately, this excuse is gone now.
As for the other Fuso martial arts masters present, they must be disgusted by the huge waves, which is completely unacceptable to them.
Therefore, there must have been an uproar among these Chinese people immediately.
They are Fusang people who are accustomed to being treated like dogs by Westerners, but they look down on the Chinese people. Seeing my grandson Xiao Ai kneeling down before the Chinese people, of course they cannot accept anything in their heart: too cowardly, too humble.
, so shameless, so loss of dignity, so shameful!
Dongxue Baihui has known my grandson Xiaoai for many years. She had always admired this person's martial arts and integrity. But now after seeing his performance, her original impression has been completely overturned, and she can't help but follow everyone.
Everyone's face is full of wonder.
It turns out that my grandson, Xiao Ai, is just such a villain! He appears to be sanctimonious in front of others, but in private he has no moral integrity at all!
Fuyuki Momoe couldn't help but think so contemptuously in her heart, she was so disappointed in my grandson Xiaoai.
Old Li Tou looked at my grandson Xiao Ai who was kneeling on the ground, and sneered with contempt: "You and my grandson's family are really greedy for life and afraid of death! I think back then, when your uncle died under my sword, at least he still maintained his integrity.
You have a bit of a samurai spirit. You are really getting worse and worse, and each generation is worse than the last!"
Then, "Fuso's Bushido is finished!" Lao Litou sneered again.
Yang Shunliang and others also sneered over there, looking at my grandson Xiao Ai who was kneeling on the ground with great disdain. They felt that Lao Litou's judgment was quite reasonable.
It seems that after the Second World War, after the Fuso people got used to living a good life, except for the small movies that became more and more powerful, the martial arts spirit has long been worn away.
"But I do what I say, so I can let you go!" Lao Li said coldly.
My grandson Xiaoai breathed a sigh of relief, quickly stood up from the ground, turned around and left without saying a word.
