As we all know, Japanese thieves are not only cruel to other people, but also to their own people, such as mothers, sisters, aunts, daughters, mothers-in-law, and grandmothers, as well as but not limited to domestic and wild animals.
Ichiro Akita is a "ruthless" person, a ruthless person who is ruthless to himself.
His face was completely numb, swollen like a bun, overly congested, and pitch black.
"Shao Yin, this person is crazy."
Jiang Zhui subconsciously stayed away from Akita Ichiro, feeling that this guy who was kneeling on his knees and slapping him was "weird" for no reason.
That is to say, there is no word "pervert" now. If there is, Ah Zhui will definitely be able to associate it with it.
Han You also became "weird". He turned his back to Akita Ichiro, and suddenly found that the sound of this guy's slaps became more and more melodious. He involuntarily raised his arms and waved them regularly like a conductor.
"Snapped!"
"Pop!"
"Bah bang bang!"
Two hundred slaps, one not too much and one not too little. Finally, after all the slaps, Ichiro Akita no longer looked human, and his whole face was distorted, like an inflated black balloon, as if it was about to burst at any time. of.
"Big bucket spirit, but there are other things to do with shit."
The absurd and weird Ichiro Akita has a weird and twisted expression on his face, as if he is laughing, mocking, or grinning.
"No more." Han You turned around and waved his hand as if to ward off flies: "I never break my promise. Remember what I said. You will not leave Dazhou alive, so get out."
"Keep this in mind, little shit."
Akita Ichiro stood up slowly, bowed deeply, turned and left.
Unexpectedly, this guy had just taken two steps, when he suddenly bent down and picked up a stone, and slapped it hard on his forehead. As he walked, he slapped hard, and blood flowed on the ground, and the blood stains became wider and wider. As time goes by, Akita Ichiro goes further and further away.
Lu Baichuan's eyes jumped: "How can he be like a mad dog? What does he mean?"
"People will not believe that a meek envoy took the initiative to run up to the Commander-in-Chief of the Yi Dao Guard, slapped himself two hundred times crazily, and then smashed his forehead with a stone, causing blood to flow from his face."
Han You's tone was incomprehensible: "People will only believe that the cruel commander of the Yi Dao Guard will inhumanely slap the meek envoy two hundred times, and then smash his dog's head with a stone."
Lu Baichuan's expression suddenly changed, and he finally came to his senses: "Is this bitch trying to frame Shao Yin!"
"No, he won't frame me, he won't leave any evidence, and he will even take the initiative to defend me, swearing that he slapped me and hit me with stones, but the world..."
Han You stretched out and smiled brightly: "Do you believe it?"
Lu Baichuan and Jiang Zhui both fell silent, feeling uncomfortable in their chests, as if there was an evil fire burning.
Wang Hai was also rarely angry: "This thief is despicable, do you want to..."
In the middle of his words, Wang Hai fell silent. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. If he really killed the other party, he would not be able to clean it up even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
Lu Baichuan complained: "If I had known this, I shouldn't have brought him here and taught him a lesson in a crowded place."
"It's useless. The more people there are, the better he will act and the better he will play an innocent person."
Han You's eyes became sharper: "When the Honglu Temple officials found him, they could accurately judge that they could not make friends with me at the first time. Since they could not make friends with me, they were enemies. Since they were enemies, they were against me. On my territory, until the old-fashioned methods in the past had no effect on me, and I was able to think of ways to protect myself and ruin my reputation in such a short period of time, it’s no wonder that I became the deputy envoy.”
Upon hearing the word "disgraced reputation", Lu Baichuan and Jiang Zhui looked at each other and felt that Han You still didn't have a clear understanding of himself.
"Japanese thief, Japanese thief, Japanese thief."
After saying "Ying thief" three times in a row, Han You smiled bitterly: "Da Zhou, you are still not strong enough."
Han You turned around again, holding on to the guardrail with both hands, his thoughts drifting to the distance and to the future generations.
At the end of World War II, after the Allied forces entered Japan's homeland, these bastards who invaded other countries actually said that they wanted to protect their homeland, and even offered the so-called 100 million pieces of jade.
Then, the fat man and the boy fell from the sky. The beasts who had been clamoring for 100 million pieces of jade just knelt on the ground and called daddy, surrendering unconditionally.
"Jiang Zhui."
Han You, who rarely addressed Ah Zhui by his first name, called out. Jiang Zhui's expression changed slightly, and he knelt down on one knee: "I'm here for my humble duty."
"Inform Honglu Temple that the Yidao Guards will be responsible for the martial arts performance. I will personally select the manpower for infantry combat, mounted shooting, and mounted combat. The Yidao Guards will be the main ones, and Honglu Temple will be the auxiliary."
"I'll go to my humble position right now."
"Lu Baichuan."
Lu Baichuan knelt down on one knee: "The end will be here."
"I, Han You, are solely responsible for entering the palace to request orders, orders, edicts, and martial arts performances."
"yes."
Han You turned around, looked at Wang Hai and said: "Go and find Old Master He and Old Master Zhai. Tell the two gentlemen that they will put their homework at the Four Seasons School aside for now. There is no need for them to attend classes before the martial arts performance is over. Come and look for me in the small courtyard at night. "
"Young man, go right here."
Everything was just as Han You expected. The world did not want to believe that the humble and humble Yingshi would take the initiative to kneel in front of the commander of the Yidao Guard and slap himself wildly on the mouth and hit his forehead with pebbles.
They are more willing to believe that the cruel, rude, and arrogant Commander-in-Chief of the Yida Guards is a perpetrator, a cold-blooded perpetrator.
Ichiro Akita left the villa on foot. When he walked out of the villa, he fainted and fell to the ground with blood on his face. The entourage carried him all the way back, not in a carriage or in a sedan chair, but on the official road and into the capital. He walked in the capital and carried him back to the guest house behind Honglu Temple.
Word spread quickly and people were talking about it.
But it was just a discussion. Han You had just returned to Beijing with the jade seal and his achievements in quelling the chaos, establishing customs, and opening up territories. No one was in trouble because of a Ying envoy, except of course Honglu Temple.
At this time, in the office of Honglu Temple, the face of Zhang Wending, the minister of Honglu Temple, was as gloomy as if he was about to drip water.
"On his deathbed, unknown about life and death, disheveled, an envoy of a country, beaten like this in broad daylight. Countless people saw it with their own eyes. Witnessed with their own eyes, that Han You..."
With a "pop" sound, the tea cup was thrown to the ground and smashed into pieces. Zhang Wending shouted: "Did Han You hit Yingdao? No, he clearly hit Yingdao's face. What you are attacking is the face of my country of etiquette, Zhou Dynasty, and what you are attacking is the face of Honglu Temple!"
Shao Qing Shao Hong stood aside with an expressionless face and said nothing.
"Because of Wu Yong's incident, I tolerated everything with Han You and the Yi Dao Guards. That's all. Someone in the court criticized him. I was kind enough to deal with him and stand up for him, but I didn't expect that this person would be so dishonest. Do you really think that I and Honglu Temple are easy to bully?"
Zhang Wen, the minister of Honglu Temple, puffed his beard and glared, furious, and shouted at the officials outside the door: "What are you doing in a daze? There is nothing to do!"
All the officials of Honglu Temple dispersed in a hurry, leaving only Shao Qing Shao Hong.
After Shao Hong closed the door, Zhang Wending seemed to change his face and asked in a low voice with excitement: "Is the Ying dog really beaten so miserably?"
"I've never seen it before. Your face is as swollen as naan bread soaked in water all night."
Shao Hong chuckled: "Look, as the superior officer said, beasts like Japanese dogs still need to be punished by Commander Han."
Zhang Wending nodded repeatedly, his old face glowing red: "Evil people need to be tortured by evil people, they deserve it."
At this moment, a chief officer pushed in the door and said cautiously after giving a salute: "Sir... Sir, someone from the Yidao Guards has come and wants to seize... the power. He said that the matters of martial arts should be handled by the Yidao Guards. The Yidao Guards have full authority. Wei is the main one and Honglu Temple is the auxiliary one."
"What?!"
Zhang Wending suddenly stood up: "Double happiness is coming...No, it's too much to deceive others!"
