All in all, this library is well built. Not only is it a brick-concrete structure, five stories high, with a construction area of several thousand square meters, but it also has a Western style. Most of them are adobe and thatched houses. The Republic of China is really rare.
Several people took the certificates issued in advance from the school and applied for a library card at the registration counter. Then they borrowed a book from the library and found three empty seats in the almost full reading room and sat down. , and looked at it intently.
At this moment, there was a loud noise from the door. Zhu Houzhao looked up and saw a group of people walking in from the outside. In the middle of the crowd was a middle-aged man dressed in Fuso, with a strange smile on his face. , next to the middle-aged people, followed by a few young people in Chinese attire, with flattering looks on their faces from time to time. There were seven or eight people in this group, and it was obvious that the middle one The one headed by the Fuso man.
Several young people in Chinese costumes shouted loudly: "A distinguished guest is coming to read a book. Everyone, get out, get out."
Anyway, I don’t know since when, some Fusang people occupied the magpie’s nest and regarded the land of China as their own one-third of an acre. They acted arbitrarily and arrogantly, forgetting that they were right. This land worships and hungers for knowledge of the descendants of its ancestors.
What is even more shocking is that some Chinese people are so humble that they become the accomplices of this group of Fusang people.
In order to show some of his advantages over ordinary Chinese people, or to please his master, he not only acted as a dog-legger and supported the Fusang people, but also frequently scolded and expelled his own compatriots.
If Zhu Houzhao and the other three were ordinary ordinary people, they would be driven out. If you don't accept it, there is nothing you can do. You can see the truth under your fists and feet. Can the three of you beat a group of strong men? If you don't have the ability, just go away and don't bring trouble to yourself.
But the problem is that Zhu Houzhao and the others are not ordinary ordinary people, they are quite individual people.
Zhu Houzhao couldn't bear to see the countryman Hari the most, and he said to himself, "Good guy, don't you think you're embarrassing your ancestors by holding his notebook up like the sun?"
Besides, if this Fusang boss wants to read, others don’t have to read. How will other people’s reading affect him? Could it be that this Fusang boss is a rare academic master in five thousand years, and he has three heads and six arms? Is this true in the world? This is simply unreasonable.
While Zhu Houzhao was thinking, many readers were kicked out due to the yelling and yelling of this group of people.
Only Zhu Houzhao and the others didn't believe in this evil. They crossed their legs and sat there with a clear look on their faces, as if they were on top of a mountain, with their buttocks not moving at all.
This group of people obviously saw that Zhu Houzhao and the others were thorns. Maybe their martial arts skills were not shallow, so some people were afraid of them, but there was a thick man with dragons and tigers tattooed on his arms. He didn't believe this, and with a trace of Ao Qi walked up to Zhu Houzhao and the others and said, "Hey, are you deaf and can't hear? Boss Fusang wants to read a book. We have to clear the floor. You guys should leave as soon as possible. Do you hear me?"
Zhu Houzhao looked at this man with disdain. He was quite capable of working as a lackey for the Fusang people. Is that all he could do? And why is face so worthless these days?
Zhu Houzhao is kind and tolerant, but Chang Yuchun has a fiery temper. He is not a person who is afraid of trouble, so he simply said directly, "It's okay to let us go, but you have to ask if this chair will accept it first."
This person is obviously looking for trouble. It seems that these people are not easy to mess with. This person suppressed his anger and said: "Sir, please don't speak so rashly. China is a country of etiquette, isn't it? To our international friends There should still be due courtesy, right? So I hope you can understand and give me some face."
When it comes to international friends, especially whether Fusang people are international friends, Zhu Houzhao has something to say.
He stepped forward and said: "Sir, we have a saying in China: 'When friends come, there is good wine. If the jackal comes, he will be greeted with shotguns.' I wonder if you have ever heard of it? Fusang people are always domineering outside. , don’t you want to be overbearing even in a place as big as the library? So I hope you can understand our attitude. We will definitely give you the face that should be given, but we will never give the face that shouldn’t be given.”
The guy said again: "Sir, don't be so absolute in what you say. This big guy is not an ordinary Fuso man. He is not only the second richest man in Fuso, he is also the richest Fuso man in China. He has always been low-key in everything he does. , and made outstanding contributions to the Greater East Asia Common Sphere."
"I didn't expect him to be an outstanding Fuso man." Zhu Houzhao responded with a very surprised expression, "But that excellence is nothing in my eyes."
But this guy's face suddenly darkened, he stomped his feet in anger, and said fiercely: "It seems that you guys want to toast me and you will be punished with a drink!"
Zhu Houzhao smiled playfully, then turned his head and ignored this person. He, Chang and Zhang continued to study the book and reached the peak of poetry.
Seeing that he was being ignored, this guy became even more angry. He turned around and winked at the people on his side, and immediately several tougher people came over.
Zhu Houzhao came to the library to study, not to fight with others. When he saw this guy and several other people with murderous looks on their faces approaching, he thought he might as well give in.
Unexpectedly, when he pressed the gourd, the gourd floated up, and Chang Yuchun's blood rushed up, loudly saying: "Boss, you want to win over them, but Chang can't give in."
A man with a murderous look on his face punched Chang Yuchun. Chang Yuchun smiled disdainfully, slapped his big hand, and knocked the boy over with a cold crotch of Taiyi Five Elements Fist. It can be done in seconds.
When several other strong men saw their men being overthrown, their anger arose in their hearts and their hatred turned to courage. A few of them screamed "Fuck" and rushed forward.
"Okay, I've got itchy skin and I'm here to scratch it,"
Chang Yuchun snorted coldly, it was disrespectful to come and go, and he was not polite at all. He just used the Taiyi Five Elements Fist with a few simple coiled snake crotch, deer step crotch, and crane step crotch. He raised his big feet and waved hard. A few times.
The movements were fast, fierce, and unrestrained, with a bit of versatility, and every blow was accurate enough to make people hate them for a lifetime. These strong men were kicked to the ground one by one, their bodies bent like shrimps, tears streaming down their faces, and groans of pain. Humph, this shocking scene probably left a deep impression on them, and they may never forget it in their lifetime.
