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Hongmao leaned slightly to the left, then stretched out his hands like lightning, one hand went straight to Onokawako's shoulder, and the other to his armpit, Onokawako was startled, at this moment, Hongmao's left hand was already on him. He pushed his shoulder hard, and grabbed his armpit with the other hand. This pushing and grabbing was so ingenious that Onokawako had no way to hide, so he could only helplessly be beaten. Ono Chuanzi stepped back a few steps, then staggered and fell to the ground again, this time the fall was heavier than last time, because the red hair grabbed his armpit, which completely dispelled his own internal force .

This time, Onokawako was ashamed, he tried his best to climb several times but failed to get up, which made the spectators around him roar with laughter.

Ono Chuanzi was so angry that his face was livid, he could not get up, and like a mad dog, he found a bayonet and yelled again, and stabbed at Hongmao. As fast as lightning, he clamped the bayonet with both hands, and Onokawako's face was flushed red. He exerted all his strength and shouted: "Open!" But the bayonet caught in the red-haired palms did not move at all. , there was another burst of laughter from the surrounding audience.

Hong Mao took the opportunity to kick Ono Chuanzi's crotch, Ono Chuanzi hurriedly let go and backed away, who knew that he was in a hurry, before he had time to stabilize his body, he bumped his back against a big rock with a "plop", and the fist in his hand The bayonet was already in Hongmao's hands.

Ono Chuanzi's eyes were red, he had repeatedly missed the red hair, and he had already become angry from embarrassment. Under the laughter of the crowd, he took out the small pistol hanging in his waist with a "shua", and buckled it as soon as he took aim. I pulled the trigger, and now I could hear the quiet dropping of needles all around me. My heart flickered up to my throat, and I secretly squeezed a few pebbles in my hand.This Onokawako is too dishonest!Is this what a big man does?

Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at Hongmao at the same time. At this time, Hongmao had already rolled on the spot. He rolled over in front of the crowd and stood up. The Japanese were stunned. Only then did I let go of my heart. With a sound of "bang", the bullet hit a tree, and the tree broke in response, scaring the Japanese who watched the excitement and ran to the opposite side in a hurry. Two of them ran slowly and fell down. The tree branch scratched his face, which immediately angered the two of them. He pointed at Ono Chuanzi and scolded him. The cursing Ono Chuanzi blushed, like a defeated rooster, drooping his head and being speechless. Come.

A group of onlookers eating melons immediately talked about it, and they looked at Hongmao with admiration.At this time, a person stood up unconvinced, and took off his shirt in front of everyone, revealing his lumpy tendons.

Someone among the melon-eating crowd shouted loudly: "Mr. Gangcun, hurry up and beat that Chinese to the fucking ground."

"Yes, yes, beat him to the ground." The crowd became agitated, and immediately saw the Japanese onlookers gearing up and eager to try.

With a sound of "嗖", it flew towards the group of melon-eating people. Everyone felt blurred in front of their eyes, and heard "Ouch". As soon as it flowed down, he screamed, and spread his hands, on which lay two front teeth impressively.The group of Japanese took a closer look, and it turned out to be the guy who was cursing just now.

Those people who eat melons are in an uproar again...

The Komura Taro who was standing in the middle moved straight to Hongmao's chest with a swipe of the black tiger. Hongmao turned slightly to let his black claws pass, then stretched out his right fist and swung out his left fist. With a "bang", the fist was hitting Okamura Taro's stomach. Okamura Taro's lower body was extremely stable. He just shook slightly, and he quickly slapped the red hair on the face. Mao squatted down quickly, with his elbows slightly propped on the ground, his legs swept towards Okamura Taro's legs like a merry-go-round horse.

Okamura Taro thought his lower body was unbreakable, so he didn't dodge, he attached himself to Hong Mao's legs and grabbed them. Unexpectedly, with a hook of Hong Mao's left leg, it hooked Okamura Taro's ankle, and his right leg slid one by one. After being entangled, he took advantage of the situation and yelled, Okamura Taro fell like a dog with a "plop", and the melon-eating crowd burst into laughter in an instant.

There were two Japanese in a row who were holding back, and they looked at the red hair with unfriendly eyes. They had long heard that the Japanese were aggressive, and if they didn't want to lose two games in a row today, they would definitely not let it go.In the excitement of the crowd, I hurried forward and pulled the red hair to leave, and three or four Japanese men with broad arms and round waists came towards the two of us aggressively, "If you want to leave, unless you beat the four of us to the ground. "

"Hmph, let's talk about the rules. You have a lot of people, are you going to fight with wheels?" I pointed at the noses of those people without showing weakness: "Shame on you Japan."

"Baga, where do you work?" One of them drew out his bayonet viciously.

I sneered at him for a while: "If you are not convinced, you can choose a representative who is good at martial arts. How about we have a battle to determine the winner?"

The few people looked at each other, a little hesitant, unable to make up their minds for a while.

Hongmao took the opportunity to ridicule them: "Just now you were aggressive, like a wolf like a tiger, why are you not talking now?"

A Japanese man with a mustache ticked his fingers at me and said arrogantly: "Chinese baby, what do you say if you win? What do you say if you lose?"

Haha, call me baby, you ignorant guy, I won’t be able to beat you to death in a while.

I took a step forward with a smile, and said to the melon-eaters: "The winning side represents face, and the losing side also represents face. If we beat one down, and you stand up again, it will be a big fight." When will you go? As the saying goes, people need shame and trees need bark, I hope you can take care of yourself.”

"Big words without shame" a person walked over from a distance with his hands behind his back.Everyone looked at the person coming. It turned out to be the deputy leader, Matsushita Yamaguchi. He was wearing a nightgown, and he must have been watching the battle from a distance for a long time.

"A young child, how capable you are, today I will take a few tricks from you, and see who wins?"

"Okay, what Yamaguchi-kun said is good!" The Japanese howled immediately, and they all seemed to have drunk a stimulant, and they all regained their spirits.Someone pointed at Hongmao and me: "Mr. Yamaguchi, put them both down."

Looking at those crazy Japanese, I said loudly: "I want to beat us to accompany you, but there is a rule that Team Leader Yamaguchi must abide by, otherwise it will be considered a foul, and the win will not count."

"Oh! Let's hear it." Yamaguchi Matsushita stared at me with interest.

I said neither humble nor overbearing: "The two sides are competing with each other. Guns are not allowed. Both knives and swords are allowed. If one party fouls, the other party will lose."

Yamaguchi Matsushita replied coldly: "Yes, which one of you two will come?"

I walked over to meet him: "Of course I'm here."