"The big sword cuts the heads of the Japanese, and the big sword cuts the heads of the Japanese, and the armed brothers across the country, the day of the War of Resistance and the day of the War of Resistance has arrived, and there are volunteers in the Northeast ahead..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone in the audience was shocked. He stared blankly at He Zhenzhong on the stage. The passionate tune, the sonorous and powerful voice full of the meaning of swords and iron horses. Coupled with the masculine aura of soldiers all over his body, people couldn't help but feel a sense of passion and blood rushing when they heard it. → Academy he he.∵

But these are all small things, the key is that this content is really exciting.

This is the Japanese capital, Tokyo, and this is a banquet held by the Japanese. Senior Japanese government officials, business celebrities and celebrities gathered, but as soon as He Zhenzhong opened his mouth, he cut his sword at the head of the Japanese, which made people imagine.

After hearing the translator's words, the Japanese devils' faces turned pale, their eyes were blazing, staring at He Zhenzhong, and they wanted to pounce on him and tear him. Isn't this a slap in their face? In such an occasion, they slashed them with a knife in front of their faces and called them Japanese devils. How could this make them feel happy?

More importantly, they asked people to go up and sing.

Damn, the old Japanese Foreign Minister couldn't help but curse, gritted his teeth and stood there to endure it, feeling like he was living like a year, but He Zhenzhong had asked him just now, and he confirmed that he wanted to sing. Now he can't pull He Zhenzhong down and sew his mouth? Besides, he doesn't have the courage.

"Our Chinese army advances bravely and see the enemy!

Eliminate them, destroy them, and rush!

The big sword slashed the Japanese on the heads - kill!"

It was not until He Zhenzhong finished singing a song that the Japanese devils felt relieved, but their expressions were extremely difficult to see. They stared at He Zhenzhong very unkindly, but they could do nothing. After all, they begged others to sing. Anyway, they had the urge to vomit blood in their hearts.

After singing the song, He Zhenzhong smiled and looked at the Japanese Foreign Minister, "I rarely have a good time today, so I will be kind to you, and you will sing a few more songs."

Damn it.

The foreign minister's body shook, his face looked frightened, his teeth were almost broken, and he still sang it? Then wouldn't it turn into a revolutionary song in China? He knew that those songs were either cut off their Japanese devils or they wanted to kill them.

He could only laugh twice quickly and said, "The general sang very well, but I don't know if he could sing a pop song? After all, everyone present is very young, haha, haha."

He Zhenzhong just shrugged and hummed, "What is popular? Is there a lot of people singing? These songs are very popular in China. When you turn on the TV, half of the TV stations play these songs. And all of these songs are classics. We 1.3 billion people are singing them. Isn't it popular enough?"

puff.

That guy wanted to vomit blood, his face and expression were really about to cry. This God of Death was really bullying people. Relying on the large population of China, can he bully people like this?

All the Chinese people present laughed. These Japanese devils were just a slut, and the god of death had no intention of doing anything. These guys insisted on making trouble for nothing. Now they want to cry, they are asking for it themselves.

Representatives from all countries sighed that the fate of opposing death was really miserable.

"Haha, haha." The foreign minister of the Japanese was not only smirking, but also had a mess in his head. He was somewhat frightened to find that after the strength of both sides reached a balance, the Yamato people seemed to be more than the Chinese people, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable. Could it be that the great Yamato people are really inferior to the Chinese nation?

It is impolite to come but not go, so He Zhenzhong naturally did not intend to let these Japanese devils go. Looking at the Japanese devils' foreign minister, he said lightly: "As we all know, your Japanese writing is copying my Chinese writing, but do you know there is a word that suits you very well?"

What?

All the Japanese were stunned and stared at He Zhenzhong in confusion, but when they saw the ridiculous look on his face, they felt uncomfortable again. Although copying Chinese characters was a fact, they would not admit it. Now, they must think of which word it was.

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Many Japanese devils looked at each other and began to think about each other. Many people even called quietly to ask Japanese experts, professors and other questions outside.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Ten minutes later.

Many Japanese devils had a layer of fine cold sweat on their foreheads, but they still didn't think of what the word was, and those so-called brick beasts didn't say it.

"General, you won't play word games with us, right?" the Japanese Foreign Minister spoke.

"Am I that idle?" He Zhenzhong shrugged and snorted coldly, "If you can't think of it, you can't think of it, why make any excuses?"

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The guy immediately shut up, but his face was as gloomy as water. He Zhenzhong was so rude to speak. He didn't have the demeanor and demeanor he was as a superior. Every word was slandering them in Japan. It's really damn.

"Come on, you will know that you can't think of it by your behavior of splitting our Chinese characters at will." He Zhenzhong hummed, "Tell you that it is the word "tian".

Tianzi?

Everyone was full of confusion, even the diplomats in China were the same.

He Zhenzhong asked the Chinese diplomats to find paper and pen, wrote the word "field", raised it, and said, "Look, does this word mean that it is perfect to describe you Japanese."

"How to say it?" The Japanese Foreign Minister squeezed out from between his teeth one by one.

He Zhenzhong smiled and raised his left hand, "Look, block the left and right sides of the sun, block the right and left sides of the sun, block the upper and lower sides of the sun, block the lower and upper sides of the sun, remove the sun, and remove the sun, stand the sun, isn't it very suitable for you Japanese? Anyway, you all like Japan so much, all kinds of sun."

Clang.
Chapter completed!