American elites like Anderson always looked down upon the Japanese, especially the arrogant Japanese like Hanaoka Taro. He had been in a bad mood the past two days, so he found an opportunity to point at Hanaoka Taro's big nose.
He scolded: “You Japanese are always so short-sighted.
Shallow! Song Ji’s security guard was squeezed out. Haotian Security is a local company in Haizhou. They cooperate with Haizhou police tacitly. For us, the operation is more difficult! You can’t think of such a simple truth.
? Calling you a donkey insults the donkey’s intelligence..."
Hanaoka Taro was stunned for a while. He wanted to refute but couldn't find an excuse, so he could only close his mouth with a sullen expression.
Yasen covered his mouth, chuckled, and smoothed things over: "Mr. Anderson, please don't be angry. Let me tell you about my progress."
"Well... tell me!"
"The deputy director of the Haizhou Cultural Relics Bureau has been taken care of by me! I said I wanted fakes of those cultural relics, and he has already started making them for me! After we destroy the cultural relics, I believe he will follow my advice and use
Counterfeits replace genuine products and continue to be displayed!”
Anderson smiled and said, "That's good news. Does that guy know the security plan for the exhibition?"
"The detailed plan is confidential. Only a few relevant people can know it. The deputy director doesn't know either..." Yamori said.
Anderson nodded, turned to ask an agent, "Are all the cultural relic appraisal experts here?"
"They have all received the invitation and will come! There are also at least ten media outlets that have always been unfriendly to China. They will also come on time. As long as China exhibits fake products, they will definitely report it with all their strength!"
"Very good..." Anderson knocked on the table, "Now the only thing left is to destroy the cultural relics! Have you read everything I gave you last time? What are your opinions on this plan?"
Everyone shook their heads, but only Wolff said: "Anderson, I still suggest you not to go, your life is very precious!"
"Since the superiors sent me here, they wanted me to take action!" Anderson shook his head and said, "After all, we have to guard against China's masters!"
As soon as he finished speaking, others didn't say anything, but Taro Hanaoka showed a disdainful expression and muttered in a low voice, "Aren't we enough for the Chinese masters? How can an American know such advanced martial arts..."
"Hanaoka Taro, what are you talking about?" Anderson asked.
Hanaoka Taro was stunned. He didn't expect that his low voice could be heard by Anderson. However, he was always arrogant and said with a pinched neck: "I think as a commander, it's better not to take action. As for fear of being bumped into
Master, I am enough! If you go, you will only cause more trouble!"
"Presumptuous!" Wolfe said angrily, "Mr. Anderson..."
"Wolfe, shut up! You compete with him. I also want to see why he dares to say such big things!" Anderson said calmly without being angry.
"Yes!" Wolf clenched his fists and said to Hanaoka Taro, "Come on, let me weigh you in. I hope what you said in your information is not bragging!"
Hanaoka Taro sneered, stood up, and pulled out a bright short knife from his waist. The knife was about two feet long. When it was inconvenient to carry a long knife, this was his weapon.
Everyone cleared an open space in the hall, and Wolfe took a baton as a weapon. What he was good at was strength. When he fought, he ran rampant like a tank. He didn't have high requirements for weapons.
"Let's get started!"
Following Anderson's order, Wolfe swung his baton and hit Hanaoka Taro head-on. Hanaoka Taro's moves were much more dexterous. He dodged Wolfe's attack, took a wrong step, and hit him with precision.
Ken used his Japanese swordsmanship, and the short sword, which was more than two feet long, rolled towards Wolfe with a blade of light.
Dexterity and speed are the nemesis of a person like Wolfe who simply pursues strength. Wolfe soon felt that his strength was useless. In his anxiety, he gave up his defense, swung his baton, and yelled at Hanaoka.
Taro pounced on him, as if he was going to die together.
…
There were a few tinkling sounds, and the living room became quiet.
Wolfe's baton was lowered, a look of horror on his face.
Hanaoka Taro's knife was already placed on his neck, and the chill from the blade made the hairs on Wolfe's back stand up.
Hanaoka Taro smiled proudly, "Wolf, you lost!"
Wolfe gritted his teeth unwillingly and groaned.
"Wolf, step back..."
Anderson stood up slowly, arrived at the court, and said to Taro Hanaoka: "Your swordsmanship seems to be good, let me try it!"
Taro Hanaoka put the short sword in front of him and said confidently: "Show your weapon!"
Anderson smiled and said, "I can deal with you with my bare hands."
"Baga, you are arrogant!" Hanaoka Taro cursed in a low voice and stabbed straight with the knife.
Anderson stared at Hanaoka Taro, and when the dagger was less than twenty centimeters away from him, he dodged to the side, and at the same time raised his right hand and grabbed the back of the dagger.
This hand shocked Hanaoka Taro. He had always been very confident in the speed of his knife, but he did not expect that Anderson had such quick reaction and movement speed. Hanaoka Taro quickly twisted the short knife to cut Anderson.
But just as he was about to move, Anderson's right hand had already moved to the side, deflecting Hanaoka Taro's knife. Then he bent his arm and hit Hanaoka Taro's temple with his elbow.
Bang!
Hanaoka Taro's head was shocked and he fainted without saying a word.
Except for Wolf, everyone was stunned, even several senior American agents. Anderson rubbed his hands and smiled coldly, "Wolf, get some water to calm him down."
Wolfe grinned, took out the ice bucket from the freezer, got a bucket of ice water, and poured it on Hanaoka Taro with a splash.
Hanaoka Taro shuddered and opened his eyes. At this time, his face was no longer arrogant. The look he looked at Anderson was full of humility and respect. This is the characteristic of the Japanese.
Those who defeat them will have unlimited worship. For those who defeat them, they are so humble that they want to lick their toes. But once the situation of strength changes, they will become inhumane and cruel to the opponent. Looking at Japan's
Historically, similar transformations have occurred many, many times.
Taro Hanaoka staggered up, saluted Anderson, lowered his head deeply and said, "Mr. Anderson, I will obey your orders!"
Anderson obviously knew the Japanese character very well. He smiled disdainfully and asked Hanaoka Taro to return to his seat.