Following his gaze, everyone in the area looked at He Zhenzhong. Interesting Book ~ Courtyard
He stood proudly, covered in blood, and even stained with the colonel's internal organs. However, this did not affect his charm at all, because of his domineering, that kind of heroic spirit that looked down upon the world.
This is the Chinese God of War.
At this moment, the little Japanese division leader was extremely envious. Why, why didn't their empire of Japan have such an unparalleled hero? Could it be that God really wants Japan to perish? He felt a little frightened and confused in his heart.
"General He, we have complied with your request. You can leave."
Just one sentence?
All the little devils around were disappointed. Are they still considered victors and occupying forces? Because of the words of a Chinese, they are not allowed to harm anyone here. They are invaders, not here to be security guards.
He Zhenzhong shrugged, took the towel handed over by the Chinese soldier next to him, wiped the blood on his face and hands, and said lightly: "No matter how you fight with the people in Southeast Asia, but don't implicate my Chinese people, otherwise,
I cannot guarantee whether China’s three million soldiers will be able to resist crossing the sea and landing on Japan’s main island.”
threaten.
The threat of red lulu.
However, the little devil's division commander had a gloomy face, but he did not dare to say a word. Does he dare to speak big words? Everyone in this world knows that the Chinese Death God never makes fun of outsiders. he he66
Tolerate.
Must endure.
Today's Japan is not China's opponent at all. They must hold back, seize Southeast Asia, obtain resources, and let China compete with Russia, the European Union, and the United States. Only then can Japan have a chance to truly rise. He vowed that if there is still
If the chance is like during World War II, they will definitely kill all these damn Chinese people.
"Walk."
He Zhenzhong turned around and left with a dozen Chinese soldiers under the watchful eyes of thousands of little devils.
And those little devils could only watch like this, their faces full of humiliation, their teeth almost broken. This was definitely the most humiliating moment in their lives, being treated by a Chinese in front of them.
Killing someone, but being unable to do anything, and having to listen to that guy's words. At this moment, these little devils felt that this world was so unjust.
The surrounding Chinese Singaporeans all smiled happily, gathered in groups in twos and threes, and left. There was a strong motherland behind them.