The long stick passed by like a bolt of lightning, and the screams continued in an instant.
Wow.
The sound of shredding fabric was heard.
The long stick suddenly passed through the crotch of the Japanese general.
"ah."
Amidst the screams, the body of the Japanese general flew backwards, just like a man in magic, but he was riding a broom and he was riding a long stick.
call.
Wow.
The long stick was nailed to the machine gun rack of an infantry fighting vehicle at the back and got stuck there.
The Japanese general's face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of fear. He was riding on the long stick, his body was bouncing, and his crotch was already shriveled, and a piece of heat was rising upwards.
He was so frightened that he peed.
What happened was so sudden. When the people around him reacted, the Japanese general who shouted for He Zhenzhong to kneel down was already nailed there. Looking at the guy's crotch with heat rising, everyone looked at him with sympathy.
It was over all of a sudden, and I was so scared that I peed.
"Quick, save me."
Crying sounds were heard, and the guy tried, but couldn't break free at all. Moreover, his balls were pressed against the stick, making him feel as if they were about to break at any moment.
Several guys from the Self-Defense Force ran over and carefully rescued him.
Click click click.
The other soldiers of the Japanese Self-Defense Forces all had wary faces, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. All the safety guards on the guns in their hands were turned on. They even had their right index finger pressed on the trigger of the gun, aiming at He Zhenzhong.
He Zhenzhong, who was covered in blood, stood there, reached out, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and blew out a smoke ring. Then he raised his head, looked at the little devils, and snorted coldly: "If
It's a man, is it him? Shoot him quickly, if I frown, I'm not Chinese."
What?
How dare you provoke?
Those guys from the Japanese Self-Defense Forces all stared with aggrieved expressions. If looks could kill, He Zhenzhong would have died countless times. Unfortunately, they didn’t have that ability, so they could only stand there and watch.
.
The senior officials of the Japanese government were sitting in the conference room, looking at the footage of the scene. They were all gnashing their teeth, but they did not have the courage to order the shooting, because that would disgrace all Japan. They just hoped that a master would suddenly appear.
, beat that damn Chinese into a pulp in a few or two strokes, so that they can be happy.
Unfortunately, this is nothing more than a dream.
In front of the infamous Yasukuni Shrine.
"Hmph." He Zhenzhong took off the cigarette butt and flicked the ashes, "Self-Defense Forces? Yes, except for being good at sex, there is nothing like a man. I think I'd better forget it and go home to watch your movies.
Go a**."
Kaka.
Those guys' teeth were almost broken, their eyes were split open, and their eyes were filled with rage. They wanted to shoot He Zhenzhong immediately and sweep him into a sieve. Unfortunately, the superiors had not given the order yet.
"Bah, what are you staring at?" He Zhenzhong spat, "Are you very unconvinced? Okay, come on, fight one on one, fight in groups, whatever you choose, whoever doesn't come is not a man."
"idiot."
One guy cursed loudly and put away the gun in his hand. However, when he caught a glimpse of the experts and agents who were still screaming on the ground and waiting for the ambulance, his body trembled suddenly, like a pot of
The cold water fell on him and he woke up instantly. If he passed this, he probably wouldn't have the slightest resistance other than seeking death.
Then, his raised foot fell down again.
"Tsk, tsk." He Zhenzhong smacked his mouth a few times and shook his head, "You are the only one who still has the Japanese Empire, and you don't have any samurai. I think they are all weaklings. From now on, don't call yourself a ** team. You have no balls.
Can a man still have sex?"
The tourists who were watching the excitement all stared at He Zhenzhong with their eyes wide open. This guy's mouth was as fierce as his skills. The words he said were so vicious. They didn't see the Japanese soldiers and the Japanese.
Are you going crazy with anger?
"Baga, I can't stand it anymore." A guy suddenly yelled, and suddenly threw the micro punch he held in both hands towards He Zhenzhong, and then pressed down hard with his right hand.
"don't want."
Unfortunately, it's too late.
Da da da.
The dense bullets were sloping towards He Zhenzhong like running water.
Pedal.
The moment the gun rang out, He Zhenzhong stamped his foot on the ground and dodged to the side.
Whoosh.
Bullets whizzed by.
Poof, poof.
Blood spattered, the Japanese masters lying on the ground, and the Japanese right-wingers standing over there had flowers of blood blooming on their bodies, with looks of disbelief on their faces. Were they shot by their own people?
"ah."
There were screams and corpses fell to the ground one after another.
The guy who fired the gun widened his eyes and was completely stunned. His face was full of madness. The guy actually dodged? Did his bullet kill one of his own people?
It's over, his face is filled with deathly gray, he's done.
Snap, snap, snap.
applause.
"Wonderful, powerful, and good marksmanship."
Hearing the sound, the guy turned his head and looked at He Zhenzhong, who was standing aside and giving him a thumbs up. His eyes immediately became bloodshot, and a surge of anger rushed to his forehead. He just wanted to kill that damn China now.
People, if you kill him, it’s all his fault.
The muzzle flicked.
Da da da.
Another round of bullets shot out.
Deng Deng Deng.
He Zhenzhong alternated his legs and ran quickly, then dodged, jumped to the top, rolled on the ground, and dodged.
Poof, poof.
Those surrounding He Zhenzhong's little Japs were in dire straits. There were too many of them and they had no place to escape. The ones standing at the front immediately became living targets and were shot into a honeycomb by bullets.
Boom, boom, boom.
Corpses fell one after another, and everyone's eyes widened. They didn't die in the hands of the Chinese, but were killed by their own people. They didn't want to die in peace.
Others, with frightened faces, kept retreating and crowded into a ball. From time to time, someone was squeezed down, and then was trampled into a ball of meat amidst screams. The whole scene suddenly became chaotic.
boom.
When the gunfire rang out, the body of the Japanese Self-Defense Forces soldier who fired wildly shook, and a terrifying blood hole appeared on the back of his head, with blood and pale brains constantly flowing out.
He stared at He Zhenzhong with his eyes wide open, and then he fell to the ground with a thud.
The scene was completely quiet. The sudden change made everyone react. Just looking at the bodies lying in a pool of blood, many people felt that something was serious.