Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Old Li didn't give the Japanese any face at all. He looked arrogant and didn't give Wang Keming any chance to speak.

The brigade commander's eyes twitched twice, but considering the current situation, he didn't show any anger.

Wang Kemin had originally stood up slightly, with his butt not even touching the seat. When Lao Li pushed him like that, he suddenly froze in mid-air, not knowing what to do.

He didn't dare to introduce himself to the person in charge of the Japanese side, nor did he dare to reply to Li Yunlong immediately.

Cold sweat broke out all of a sudden, and Wang Keming's legs were shaking from maintaining a half-squatting posture, but he really didn't know what to do.

Nishishou Oizao, the Japanese who was in charge of the negotiations, was naturally no pushover. He was very fluent in Chinese and understood clearly what every word Li Yunlong and Wang Kemin had just said.

Furthermore, the Japanese Nishishou Ozo was the former chief of the Japanese invaders in China. His ability to read people's expressions was far beyond that of ordinary people. Looking at Lao Li's arrogant expression, he knew what was going on.

Nishishou Ozo did not immediately get furious. Instead, he stood up and gently pressed the stiff Wang Kemin down on the chair, signaling him to have a good rest.

No matter what, this little Japanese soldier gave Wang Kemin enough respect.

After so many years of aggression against China, it clearly knew that in order to defeat China, it must have a large number of people like Wang Kemin to cooperate with it, and it did not mind giving Wang Kemin a decent treatment.

"Are you Mr. Li Yunlong?"

The Japanese soldier Nishishou Ozo turned around, looked directly at Lao Li, and asked in Chinese with a Japanese accent.

"What is wrong with me?"

Li Yunlong said nonchalantly.

"There is a saying in your country that when two countries are at war, envoys should not be killed. You shouldn't be so rude to us!"

There was a sinister look in Nishishou Ozo's eyes that was unique to the Japanese, and he looked at Lao Li as if he was looking at a pig or sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Snapped!

This time, Old Li did not hold back and slapped Nishishou Ozo, the Japanese negotiation leader, hard in the face.

A crisp sound rang out throughout the negotiation conference room.

silence!

There was an eerie silence!

The Japanese soldier Nishishou Ozo's face was hit and a dent the size of five fingers was instantly formed, which then quickly became red and swollen.

However, this was not what everyone or even Nishisuizo himself was concerned about. What they were concerned about was that the two Eighth Route Army officers in front of them actually dared to slap them in the face!

Ever since the Japanese decided to invade China, they have never been bullied like this by the Chinese in a formal occasion.

A slap in the face in public was not only a slap to the face of the Japanese Xi Shouwei Zao, but also a slap to the face of the Japanese Tian Huang and even the entire Japanese empire.

Even the brigade commander next to Lao Li was stunned. This was not in the damn script.

According to the original plan, it was just to kill the Japanese's arrogance first, and then talk about exchanging Japanese prisoners of war and equipment from the Taiyuan Arsenal. Who could have thought that Lao Li would give the Japanese official two big slaps right away.

Nishio Toshizo covered his face for half a minute before realizing what had just happened. An unusually sharp curse instantly rang out from his throat: "Baka!"

Snapped!

Another slap in the face.

Another slap mark was printed directly on the other half of the Japanese soldier Nishishouweizo's face, creating a symmetrical look.

You know what, these two slaps have a neat and beautiful feel.

If the first slap in the face made the Japanese soldier Nishishou Ozo go from being confused to being furious, then the second slap in the face made him go from being furious to being calm.

With a loud noise, the Japanese followers instantly drew out the sabers at their waists and glared at the brigade commander and Li Yunlong.

The brigade commander looked at these Japanese officers who were holding knives and yelling with disdain. Lian had no intention of standing up. Lao Li had just started the fight, so he just stood there with a look of disdain on his face, as if to say, "Come and beat me if you don't agree."

“I’m telling you, you guys better put down your knives and don’t let the guards outside our door misunderstand what you are going to do!

There is a line in an opera that when two countries are at war, they do not kill envoys. This is true.

But if you take the initiative, we will kill you on the spot, and you probably won’t have anything to say.”

Old Li didn't even look at these beasts. If he hadn't brought any cigarettes in his pocket, he would have put a whole cigarette in his mouth.

The Japanese had handed in all their guns when they came in. If a conflict broke out, they would probably be shot to pieces by the Type 56 assault rifles within a few seconds.

Nishisuizo's eyes also cleared up.

"Forget it, don't talk about it. There's nothing to talk about anyway. Let me tell you one more thing. You still have five days to quickly move all the equipment that was moved from Taiyuan back to me.

Otherwise, I will kill these beasts held in our prisoner-of-war camp.

Okay, I've finished what I said, who agrees and who disagrees?"

Old Li had a look of impatience on his face. He suppressed the curses of these devils and got straight to the point without giving them any room for bargaining.

The brigade commander just sat on the chair with his arms and legs stretched out. If it weren't for the requirements of military appearance, he would even want to lean back in the chair and watch Li Yunlong's performance.

Now the brigade commander feels like closing the door and letting Li Yunlong go.

Old Li got hit several times in a row, and the one he hit was the former commander-in-chief of the Japanese invasion of China. If this were to get out, no one would believe it.

Nishishou Ozo covered his red and swollen cheeks and said incoherently: "You are so unruly that you don't even care about the most basic negotiation etiquette?

If this is your attitude, then we, the Locust Army, would rather mobilize a large army to crush you!"

Li Yunlong was almost amused by hearing this. It seemed that this Japanese soldier still hadn't adapted to the current situation and was still thinking of talking to him in a condescending manner.

It's just giving them face.

Old Li sat back in his chair, still with his legs crossed, and said, "Since you said that, I would like to ask you, how can you have the confidence to say this to us?"

Nishishou Ozo put his hands on the table, stared at Li Yunlong like a wolf and said, "We say this based on the strength and status of our Locust Army."

Before he finished speaking, Li Yunlong interrupted him directly and neatly: "I tell you, you are not qualified to say this to us from the perspective of strength and status.

If you were really powerful, you wouldn't be here today begging us to release your officers."