Arriving at the middle of the banquet hall and looking around, He Zhenzhong suddenly lost his appetite. It was a buffet, with red wine, various sashimi, vegetable salads and the like. Foreigners might be used to it, but for He Zhenzhong,
It’s really not attractive at all.⊕◆hehe 66.◎∠
After holding a glass of red wine, he didn't bother to pay attention to those little devils. Anyway, it was just to delay time. He simply stood aside with the Chinese Ambassador to Japan and chatted about the situation of the Chinese in Japan. From time to time, one or two came over to say hello.
The representative of a certain country clinked glasses and took a sip of red wine.
The little devils in the field whispered to each other from time to time, looked at each other a few times, and then looked at He Zhenzhong inexplicably, as if they were discussing something. He Zhenzhong also noticed the situation, but didn't react. It's best for these little devils not to come.
Provoke him, otherwise, he will make them cry without knowing how to cry.
About ten minutes passed.
Deng Deng.
Accompanied by the sound of high-heeled shoes, a faint fragrant breeze hit. A tall, beautiful figure came in front of He Zhenzhong, raised his jade hands, and said in a voice as clear as a silver bell, "I have long admired the name of the general."
when.
He Zhenzhong didn't say anything, he just reached out to clink the glass with her, and then took a sip.
Yui Aragaki seemed a little surprised. Could it be that this guy is really a reckless man and doesn't know her? Otherwise, how could there be no reaction at all? You know, she is one of the most popular representatives of the new generation in the Japanese entertainment industry.
Of course, if she knew that the big star who was hailed as the fairy sister in China had been deposed by He Zhenzhong, she wouldn't be so surprised. I'm afraid she would be frightened.
The ambassador to Japan next to him seemed to know, and then whispered something in He Zhenzhong's ear.
He Zhenzhong nodded, his expression unchanged.
Xinheng Yui seemed a little annoyed by He Zhenzhong's attitude, and because someone had just instigated her, she held back, with a smile on her face, looked at He Zhenzhong, and said with a smile: "I heard that the general is both civil and military, I wonder if the little girl has a chance to see it
How about a moment?"
He Zhenzhong raised his eyebrows, glanced at her, and then nodded.
Yep, it turns out that I still can't resist the temptation of beauty. Many little devils immediately sneered at He Zhenzhong, and then secretly felt happy in their hearts. As long as there were weaknesses, it would be much easier to deal with him.
And the same goes for Xinheng Yui. The smile on his face became even brighter, but there was a little more contempt in his eyes.
"Hold it for me." He Zhenzhong handed the wine glass to the ambassador to Japan next to him, and then came to Xin Heng Yui's body. His right hand reached out like lightning, grabbed her arm, and pulled her gently.
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Deng Deng Deng.
The smile on Xinheng Yui's face froze in an instant. Before he could react, he rushed towards He Zhenzhong, but his heart trembled. Is this guy so horny/anxious? Baga.
Boom.
He Zhenzhong pressed his left hand on Xin Heng Yui's belly, and then stretched it.
"Ah." Xinheng Yui shouted, and He Zhenzhong instantly lifted her whole body up with one palm. The smile on her pretty face had long since solidified, and was replaced by a pale and frightened face.
Whoosh.
As soon as He Zhenzhong moved his hand, Xinheng Yui spun in circles in mid-air. She was almost going crazy and screamed in fright. Seeing that scene, many people were frightened. How strong was that guy's arm?
How big is it? You can lift a person easily and spin in circles. Is this an acrobatic performance?
call.
As soon as He Zhenzhong retracted his hand, Xinheng Yui lost her support, and her whole body fell instantly. She screamed in fear and closed her eyes.
Snapped.
He Zhenzhong stretched out his hand and grabbed her waist. Xinheng Yui's head barely touched the ground. She was almost scared to death. Her body was shaking and her hair was scattered. How could she still look like a big star?
"Is my martial arts still satisfactory to you?"
Hearing this, Xinheng Yui almost cried, gritted his teeth and nodded repeatedly.
He Zhenzhong let go of Xin Heng Yui. As soon as she landed on the ground, her whole body went limp. If it weren't for a maid supporting her, she might have fallen to the ground long ago. Her body was still shaking. Just now, she was just a little bit close.
Scared to the point of peeing.
The little devils around were also frightened. They didn't expect He Zhenzhong to be so rude to a big star. Didn't they hear that Chinese men have a good impression of Japanese women? But now... they just don't know that Chinese men are interested in them.
It's those actresses.
"Ahem." The Japanese Foreign Minister coughed twice, stood up, and hummed in a neutral voice: "The general is really good at force, and his strength is unparalleled. It's just that he has both civil and military skills, but culture comes first and force comes last.
I wonder if the general would be willing to give a show for everyone?"
"Are you sure?" He Zhenzhong raised his eyebrows. He would never be polite to a kid who came to slap him in the face.
"Of course." The guy nodded, with a smile on his face, "There are also many Japanese singers here today. The general sang, and they also sang one or two songs, just to add to the fun."
The Chinese people are a little angry. These little devils are really shameless to the extreme. They obviously want to embarrass the God of Death. Professionals and non-professionals sing together. It is clear which one is good and which one is bad.
However, He Zhenzhong did not refuse and nodded directly in agreement.
Seeing the excitement again, the representatives from various countries around them were a little excited, knowing that Japan would not be deserted. These little devils are always thinking about regaining their place, but is the God of Death so easy to deal with?
The lights came on, and He Zhenzhong stood directly on the stage without any excuses.
Everyone in the audience looked at He Zhenzhong, feeling a little unbelievable. Is it possible that this god of death is really good at both civil and military skills and is confident that he can compete with all the Japanese star singers? In any case, they all admire He Zhenzhong's performance.
Courageous, it seems that he has never backed down in front of the Japanese. Even if he is weak once, he slaps the Japanese in the face mercilessly every time.
After taking the microphone, He Zhenzhong's expression didn't change. He cleared his throat and started singing.