Furuta Saburo gritted his teeth and struggled with his legs to free his right arm, but his entire right arm had been locked by Zhou Zhihan. The opponent's hands were as strong as steel pliers, and the pull on his elbow was painful.
Zhou Zhihan took Furuta Saburo's thumb and turned it up, slightly applying force, and said in a cold voice: "You're not going to admit defeat yet?"
Tanaka began to sweat on his forehead. If Furuta Saburo admits defeat at this time, the reputation of the Japanese Empire will be discredited. But if he does not admit defeat, his arm will be broken, and no one will be able to bear the blame on Mr. Ambassador.
Zhou Zhihan leaned back: "I count to three, if you don't admit defeat, I will make you a useless person from now on and break your elbow joint."
"one……"
Furuta Saburo still wanted to struggle, but the pain in his elbow joint made him unable to exert any force. One place was restrained, and the whole body was restrained.
"two……"
Zhou Zhihan counted every three seconds. Furuta Saburo was formed into a cross and could not escape. He took the opportunity to humiliate all the Japanese present.
Zhou Zhihan wanted Saburo Furuta to admit defeat, otherwise he would have won by tossing his arm: "The joints are very important to the human body. Once they are broken by me, you will be a useless person from now on and will never be a sumo wrestler again." , with your body and appetite, you cannot become a sumo wrestler. In the eyes of your superiors, you are not even as good as a dog. You can only live on the streets and eat leftovers that dogs would not eat."
Saburo Furuta's face was pale. He knew that what Zhou Zhihan said was true. With his size and appetite, if his elbow joint was broken, he would be worse than a lame dog in the eyes of his boss.
"three……"
Before Zhou Zhihan finished speaking, Furuta Saburo clapped his hands on the ground: "Admit defeat, admit defeat..."
Zhou Zhihan let go of Furuta Saburo's hand and stood up from the ground with a back flip. Since the enemy had surrendered, he could no longer humiliate the opponent, so when he stood up, his left leg did not retract from Furuta Saburo's head.
The American soldiers knew the significance of Zhou Zhihan's back flip and stood up, and everyone immediately applauded him.
This is the personality charm of the Chinese colonel.
Amidst the applause, Tanaka was wiping the sweat on his head with a handkerchief. His face was ashen. In front of everyone, he was asked to lick the shoes of the Chinese people. From then on, he would never lose face again. But if he didn't lick, he would be a dishonest person. From now on there is no place to stand.
Takeo Yoshikawa, who was standing behind the curtain, had a sullen face. He didn't expect Saburo Furuta to lose so easily. He slowly turned his face and looked at Namiko Fujiwara next to him: "I leave this man to you. You must subjugate him."
Fujiwara Haiko twisted her waist and pretended to be displeased: "I am yours, let others go."
Slut, those eyes of yours are almost going to eat Zhou Zhihan... Takeo Yoshikawa: "Time is running out. In the past few days, you have tried every means to get him into your bed."
Fujiwara Namiko "..."
Takeo Yoshikawa's eyes were cold "..."
…
Taylor Miller jumped up: "Mr. Zhou, your knockout kill is really great!"
Dick Best had an unbelievable expression on his face: "It's really great. This is the best fight I've ever seen...be careful...damn..." Best's face changed drastically as he spoke, because he had already stood up. Furuta Saburo suddenly hit Zhou Zhihan's back. If he was hit by such a huge creature, his spine might break.
"Be careful..."
This sudden change caught all Americans off guard and reminded Zhou Zhihan almost at the same time.
"Despicable Japanese..."
"..."
Zhou Zhihan was well prepared. He had fought with the Japanese for so many years and knew that dogs like to bite people from behind. He did a 360-degree back kick without looking back. The hard leather toe hit Saburo Furuta's head, like a mountain weighing down on him. .
"thump!"
Furuta Saburo knelt down, fell to the ground, and fainted.
McCluskey shouted angrily: "It's so despicable and shameless!"
Zhou Zhihan looked at Saburo Furuta who fell in front of him, and looked around at all the Americans: "Japan is the most despicable and shameless nation in the world. They like to carry out sneak attacks. They do one thing in front of their faces and do the other behind their backs. They brazenly launch attacks on China, but they say We are the ones who stirred up trouble. For such a despicable nation and despicable people, you should be more careful."
Zhou Zhihan made a pun. Whether you Americans can understand it depends on God's will.
Zhou Zhihan put his feet on Furuta Saburo's head. Since the Japanese want to be humiliated, I will humiliate you to the end.
He hooked his fingers at Tianzhong, and then pointed at his leather shoes...
Tanaka's hands began to tremble, his face turned pale, and his hair was wet with sweat. This was the most difficult decision he had ever made in his life.
Taylor Miller put two index fingers into his mouth and whistled: "Mr. Tanaka, you must keep your word."
Zhou Zhihan looked at Tanaka and sneered. There was no need to give him face for such a Japanese. If Zhou Zhihan had lost just now, Furuta Saburo would never have let him walk out of here unscathed. The Japanese would definitely humiliate him to death.
"Lick shoes..."
The American soldiers made a fuss, saying that the Japanese's faces were so abominable that they had to be licked, so that everyone could watch the excitement.
Tanaka knew that he had aroused public anger and could not help but lick his shoes. His face was ashen and he slowly lay down...
"roll!"
Zhou Zhihan retracted his foot and said, "A Japanese like you is not even qualified to lick my shoes."
Want to lick my shoes? You are not qualified.
This is the best slap in the face.
After saying that, Zhou Zhihan sat down calmly: "Come on, serve me some food!"
Hiding behind the curtains, Takeo Yoshikawa clenched his teeth, and the viciousness in his eyes deformed his plain face. Looking at the scene in the hall, he crushed the cigarette in his hand angrily...
…
The next morning, the hazy sky showed a bright glow, and then a red sun slowly rose from the sea level, emitting thousands of golden lights, dyeing the snow-white sea of clouds into a golden morning glow, and the sky gradually turned into The sky is azure, and under the glow of the sky, the rippling blue water is like an extremely vivid picture, extremely beautiful.
At dawn, Zhou Zhihan got up and went for a morning jog. Taylor Miller had been waiting for a long time and worked out with him. The two discussed boxing and fighting while running.
At the end of November 1941, there were still two weeks before the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor.
The sky above Pearl Harbor is picturesque. Most of the sailors have gone ashore and are enjoying themselves. All the ships in the port are arranged in an orderly manner in the port, completely unaware that their fate will change in ten days.
In the sky over Pearl Harbor, there was not even a single military aircraft, only a few civilian airliners flying lazily.
On Monday morning, Zhou Zhihan had just finished breakfast when a jeep drove him to the office of his former General Short.
Zhou Zhihan's military salute: "General!"
Seeing Zhou Zhihan walk in, General Short stood up: "You fought so well last night!"
Zhou Zhihan smiled: "Are you here too?"
"I was sitting in a private room with several other generals. We all pretended not to see it and deliberately didn't go out, otherwise you wouldn't have the chance to beat up the Japanese."
General Short said, taking a document from the table, "Your proposal has been approved. Do a good job, Colonel Zhou, your arrival has given a new look to the pilots in Pearl Harbor.
My land-based chief instructor has been promoted and the new one has not yet been decided, so during these days, you will be the chief land-based instructor. "
Everything is ready, but we owe it to the east wind... Now the east wind is coming... Zhou Zhihan did not refuse and saluted: "Yes. General!"
General Short patted Zhou Zhihan on the shoulder: "I told the person who manages the ammunition depot that if you need ammunition for target shooting, you can get it at any time."
