A breeze blew, and the military uniform on He Zhenzhong was swaying slightly. He just stood there, with more than a dozen Chinese soldiers from the embassy behind him. However, the thousands of little Japanese soldiers who were suppressed did not dare to take a breath.
.
This is China's God of Death, the invincible God of War. Once his reputation is known, who dares to disapprove?
Tick tock.
Looking at He Zhenzhong, the arrogant and domineering Japanese colonel who was ready to go on a killing spree, cold sweat was dripping down from his head. Although he was hiding behind the soldiers, he still felt great fear, and death was so enveloped.
On his head, it seemed that in the next second, his life would be taken away and he would turn into a cold corpse.
shame.
Huge shame lingers in the hearts of every little devil. Back then, they killed these Chinese people and almost destroyed the country. After the war, they were also superior. In those years, these Chinese people tried their best to get to Japan. Those Chinese people
As soon as a woman sees a Japanese man, she will do anything to support him. Japanese products are always the best in China, even if what Japan exports to China is actually the worst in their country.
But, what now?
Everything has changed. They were all frightened by just the God of Death. How could this keep them from feeling aggrieved?
"Is that the Chinese God of Death?"
"Don't talk nonsense, he is the God of War of China and the protector of all Chinese." An old man looked at He Zhenzhong with joy on his face, because the older generation of Chinese were more concerned about the rise of China.
They have experienced the most painful and darkest times.
"So handsome, so powerful. Interesting book~yuan"
"Those Japs were frightened."
The Singaporean Chinese around him started talking in low voices. The previous fear and panic had calmed down a lot with the arrival of He Zhenzhong.
The Chinese soldiers following He Zhenzhong were holding him in their arms, looking around with their eyes. Although they were surrounded by thousands of Japanese soldiers, and although the Japanese tanks and chariots were still there, they were not afraid at all because, standing behind them,
It is China, a truly powerful China.
Deng Deng.
He Zhenzhong took two steps forward and looked around, "Anyone who dares to harm Chinese people at will will die."
What?
The eyes of those little devils all widened, and their teeth were almost broken. Is this guy threatening them? Are you mistaken? No matter how powerful you are as the God of Death, they have thousands of people, and they also have tanks and chariots.
Why is this guy?
"Baga." The Japanese colonel cursed, his face twisted into a ball due to the huge shame. He raised his hand and said, "Death, this is Singapore, not China, and these Singaporeans here are also hostile.
Huaxia, stop minding your own business."
Suddenly, the surrounding Singaporeans became nervous, because this little devil was right. Before this, the vast majority of Singaporeans had no favorable impression of China.