"It's such a disgrace to the Yamato nation. It's such a disgrace to us Japanese people. How could we have a bitch like you in Japan?" Yamada stretched out his hand and grabbed Ogura Yuko, hugged her neck, and held her tightly.
locked her up.
"No, you can't bully him, he is an international friend." Ogura Yuko shouted loudly.
"Fuck him! Just kill him and go to td international friends." Yamada waved his hand, and the group of Japanese samurai drew out their long swords, raised their hands, and began to circle around Sun Dong.
Sun Dong put his hands in his pockets and looked calm.
The surroundings were full of people watching the fun, and they were talking among themselves.
"The Chinese people have no good impression of us Japanese. They will fight when they need to be beaten and kill when they need to be killed."
"Don't talk nonsense. This young man just saved a little boy over there. He has very good medical skills. The boy was out of breath, but he actually saved him."
"Really? Then he is a very good man!" .??.
"As far as I know, Chinese people are hardworking and brave, especially men, who are very responsible."
"Let's not talk about this anymore. It alarmed the Black Dragon Club. This is no small matter. This young man is going to be unlucky tonight."
However, discussion is discussion and reality is reality.
In the night, under the lights, there are a dozen Japanese samurai wearing white turbans, holding crescent steel swords more than one meter long.
Sun Dong stood among them, looking so weak, so lonely, and so helpless.
There were flashes of swords and shadows, and screams could be heard endlessly.
More than a dozen Japanese samurai wielded long swords and tried their best to chop and stab Sun Dong.
Sun Dong's figure lingered among a dozen people, like a ray of light.
Yamada's mouth opened wide and his whole body was stunned. He never imagined that the man from the Flower Country in front of him could be so powerful.
The one who was most surprised was not him, but Yuko Ogura, a man named Sun Dong. Husband is so good, he is much better than Chen Zhen back then.
Suddenly, it felt as if the air had stopped. Sun Dong's body sank, he shouted fiercely, stamped his feet, and struck out with both palms.
Buzz!
A wave of light emitted around Sun Dong and spread out like a tide. The dozen Japanese samurai flew out with a crash and fell to the ground in a staggered state.
"You, what's going on with you?" Yamada ignored Ogura Yuko, quickly ran to the group of Japanese samurai who fell to the ground, and asked loudly.
"He is too powerful. We are no match for him. No one can beat him." Japanese samurai Ozawa Ichiro opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Trash! A bunch of trash!" Yamada almost cried.
"Are you okay?" Ogura Yuko hurriedly came to Sun Dong. Regardless of whether there were Japanese people around or whether men and women were intimate, she grabbed Sun Dong's hand and asked with concern.
"I'm fine, don't worry, it's okay."
"Do you want me to call you back?" Sun Dong looked at Ogura Yuko's cheeks, which were bruised, and there were blood stains on the corners of her mouth, and he unconsciously felt a little more distressed.
"Forget it, we have settled our differences. He is not a good man. He does not deserve to have anything to do with me. We will not know each other from now on." Yuko Ogura didn't even look at Yamada.
Sun Dong walked up to Yamada and said sternly, "Listen to me. They are not my opponent, and you are not my opponent. Don't appear in my sight from now on. Otherwise, if I see you once, I will kill you."
I’ll hit you once.”
Yamada's face was so frightened that he shrank and did not dare to move.
He never imagined how the Chinese man in front of him, whom he looked down upon, could be so powerful. The dozen or so people under him, who were members of the Black Dragon Society, actually beat him to pieces, which was horrific.
"You, you, wait for me." Yamada turned around and walked away dejectedly.
"Oh, you're injured." Ogura Yuko suddenly exclaimed and gently touched Sun Dong's cheek, which had just been accidentally scratched by a Japanese samurai's sword.
"It's a small injury, it's okay."
"Then let's go back to school." Ogura Yuko glanced at Sun Dong with a complicated expression, and the two of them walked side by side towards the school.
There was a burst of discussion behind him.
"This Chinese man is so powerful and very responsible."
"Who is this girl? She is very beautiful. She is a perfect match for this Chinese man."
The discussion behind them reached the ears of the two people, but neither of them spoke.
After entering the campus, Ogura Yuko stopped and turned to look at Sun Dong, "Why don't you come to my house tonight."
"Ah, are you kidding? How can I go to your house?"
"You are injured. Come to my house and I will give you some simple physical therapy and apply some medicine." Yuko Ogura said with a smile.
"That's no good. I can't go to your house. Your grandfather doesn't like me." Sun Dong said hurriedly.
Ogura Yuko smiled sheepishly, "Mr. Sun, I'm sorry, maybe because of historical reasons, we are all prejudiced against the Chinese, but now it seems that the Chinese are not what the books say, you are very good
You are caring, very capable, and very responsible. I want to take you to my house, explain it to my grandfather, and let my parents meet you, because we are friends now."
"Are we friends now? No need to compete?"
"That won't work. There should be a competition, because it is related to the issue of national quintessence. Traditional Chinese medicine in your country has indeed declined. Now our country's traditional Chinese medicine is very developed. I think traditional Chinese medicine should be our national quintessence." Tan Tan.
When it came to the issue of principle, Ogura Yuko suddenly changed.
"Forget it, we are not even friends anymore. Let's compete the day after tomorrow and I will let you be my woman." Of course, Sun Dong's words were angry. It was just Li Zimu who suggested it.
"International marriage is difficult. Don't think so much. Let's go to my house and I will bandage it for you." Ogura Yuko was very generous and reached out to grab Sun Dong's hand.
"No, I can't go to your house. How embarrassing. Your grandfather looks at me with disdain. He doesn't look down on us Chinese at all." Sun Dong clearly remembered Matsumoto Ichiro's arrogant look.
"You are a bit petty man. My grandfather is my grandfather and I am me. We are friends."
"No, either you lose and become my woman, or we are not friends."
"Why are you so stingy? If I'm not your woman, we can't be friends. I still want to ask you a lot of questions? Why are you so good at kung fu? How did you save that little boy?"
Sun Dong now is a mystery in the eyes of Ogura Yuko.
"I won't tell you." Sun Dong tilted his head and smiled, a little arrogant.
"Then how about you tell me?" Ogura Yuko smiled softly.
Sun Dong was infected by her smile, and his heart suddenly softened.
"That's the only thing between men and women. As long as you satisfy me, I will tell you."
After saying this, Sun Dong felt a little regretful. It was the first time they met and they were not from the same country, so their understanding would inevitably be biased. He said this just as a joke, but how would others understand it?