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Chapter 400 Rumors

Just as both sides were fighting, Nanzao Yunko arrived and hurriedly came out of the car and scolded the soldiers to stop.

"Baga!"

"Hi!" The gendarmerie obviously knew him, so he quickly put down his gun and explained, "Miss Yunzi, it's this..."

"Shut up! Remember him, don't check where he wants to go."

"Hi!" The Japanese agreed, but they were not convinced and had no idea. Nan Zaoyunzi, who is in the special high school class, is very famous for the Flower of the Empire. It is not a department that scolds him twice and has to endure it.

Remember to eat but not beat him. You can call him someone else, but you can't call him Chu Wenhao. There are many reasons, and most importantly, he is very violent.

She didn't want to know why the fight started, and she had no reason to say to Chu Wenhao, "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner." She glanced at Liang Xiaorou: "Reporter Liang pays attention to his identity. Not every time can he be transported to a man to help him save him!" There was a hint of warning in her tone. It was really a matter of whistle to show off her cleverness in front of her!

"Miss Yunzi is worried, this situation will not last forever!" Liang Xiaorou responded without being outdone.

"Hmph!" Nan Zaoyunzi can give up anything, but her own man cannot share it. She still labeled Chu Wenhao in her heart, even if this label does not have an anti-counterfeiting label.

"Let's go."

They waved their hands and got in the car and left. Chu Wenhao also served as the driver. Nan Zao Yunzi sat in the passenger seat, "Go to Licha Hotel, please watch the show."

The Licha Hotel is just five hundred meters ahead. It is obvious that Nan Zao Yunzi was just about to go to the hotel when she saw an accident coming to deal with it.

"Are you in a hurry to interrogate the Communist Party?"

The weather in Shanghai in June became hot, and even though the car windows were open, Nanzao Yunzi wore a beige dress, shaking the Xiangjun fan in her hand, and said indifferently: "What are you in a hurry? If you run away from Hongkou, you can just go back to your hometown to farm. That Liang Xiaorou, stay away from her in the future, be self-righteous, and you want her to look good sooner or later!"

"You are very concerned about it. It's my freedom to be with whom I'm with. You are talking and talking."

"snort!"

"Dog bites Lu Dongbin, and doesn't know the good people's hearts. I'm for your own good. The little girl is unrestrained and wants to interfere in everything. Does the Japanese Imperial Army need a reason to kill people? I'm so ignorant that I don't know what's up. If I want to die, I'll help her!"

"Ha," Chu Wenhao had an illusion, and unconsciously shivered, looking at the woman whose skin was as snowy as she was in the corner of her eyes, I have to say that it was really beautiful, "What kind of show do you want me to watch? Forget the boring show, I have to go to the hospital after dinner, and try to gain something as soon as possible, so that everyone can worry about each other."

"You'll know in a while."

The car stopped in front of the Licha Hotel and walked in. There were many Japanese expatriates coming and going, including people from Britain and the United States. They took the elevator to the top-floor restaurant. As soon as they left the elevator door, they heard the sound of opera singing inside.

There were Japanese soldiers standing guard at the door, and they walked in and glanced at hundreds of people, knelt at more than a dozen long tables, enjoying the opera performed on the stage.

Nan Zao Yunzi's arrival attracted a lot of attention, and he looked at the annoying Chu Wenhao. Chu Wenhao was wearing a long blue gown and a straw hat. He looked very rustic. The three-inch beard he had is quite large, and he had a little bit of the meaning of a literati and poet, and more of it was a killing spirit.

Many people know him, such as Wang Jixin, Miura Saburo, Kyosaki, etc., and there was a Japanese cuisine that came to Shanghai in the middle. They were chatting on the table, not knowing what to celebrate.

Nanzao Yunko went straight to the table in the middle and saluted Itagaki and others first. Itagaki nodded with a wine glass, but his eyes were circling on Chu Wenhao, "Are you Chu Wenhao?"

"It's me, I wonder what General Itagaki has to give me advice?" He was calm and did not fear the hundreds of Japanese around him. At worst, he could kill Itagaki.

"Baga!"

Seeing that Chu Wenhao had no respect at all, Matsuen Ishii rebuked: "Chu Wenhao! What are you doing here? The Great Japanese Empire is celebrating the eighth anniversary of coming to China. Are you celebrating too?"

"It's the eighth anniversary?" Chu Wenhao was right to think about it. It's been eight years since the Japanese occupied the Northeast. They have celebrated them all. They are not angry but can only verbally squeeze. "A group of thieves broke into other people's homes, and they swayed and sang and raised their glasses to celebrate. They didn't know how to laugh, just showing the nature of a hungry wolf, shameless, and it was indeed a nest of snakes and rats."

"Baga!"

As soon as these words came out, the Japanese around him looked at him with the look of looking at him. He was really ignorant of the world and was looking for death!

Nanzao Yunko's heart almost jumped out, her pretty face tightened, and she complained in her heart that he didn't know how to live or die, and she said anything. Once it annoys Itagaki, it would be hard to even die.

"General Itagaki, please allow me to fight him one-on-one and kill him!"

"Please order the general to kill this Chinese man immediately. He is too arrogant!"

The crowd was excited and everyone wanted to practice with him. Chu Wenhao despised: "Forget it, let's put aside the weapons and ammunition, I will hit you five with one hand, and have a quiet meal."

"Arrogant, too arrogant!"

Itagaki looked indifferent and drank on his own. Who is he? He has seen too many storms and doesn't care about Chu Wenhao's naive words at all. He waved his hand: "Dining, the empire doesn't need to gain the upper hand in words. Whoever doesn't accept it will be used to subdue it. The empire has such strength."

"Hi!"

"Chu Wenhao, you are here, just sit down and chat." Itagaki signaled to the empty seat opposite, "Yunzi comes here to spread wine."

"Hi!" Nan Zaoyunzi came to Chu Wenhao in small steps and secretly pinched his arm, hoping that he would restrain himself.

Chu Wenhao pretended not to receive it, and sat cross-legged on his own, "I want to eat Chinese food, only the animals eat raw!"

"Baga!"

You kid can speak! Nanzao Yunzi patted her forehead, her pretty face was angry, "You want to die!"

"It's okay, Chinese food has a long history, and there are many classic dishes, mixed with the so-called Confucian and Taoist culture, and there are some advantages. I often taste Chinese food." Itagaki is really good at cultivating. No matter how Ren Chu Wenhao said, he wouldn't get angry, or he didn't care at all.

Chu Wenhao was a little discouraged, so he simply shut up and said nothing. Nan Zao Yunzi glared at him, arranged for someone to serve a few side dishes, and took the initiative to pour wine for him.

There was a lively celebration on stage, and the audience was full of fun. "Come on, let's raise our glasses to celebrate the empire's invincibility and become the masters of this land."

"cheers!"

Maybe the only one who can't raise the glass is himself. Although Wang Jixin and others have awkward faces, they still have to raise the glass and try it out in a small mouth.

Many people dislike Chu Wenhao, who is ignorant of the current affairs, and one of them sat opposite him. A man in a Japanese navy uniform stared at him fiercely. He looked grinning, bald, with a fat face, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a small beard, and a plate of raw beef in front of him, eating blood all over his mouth!

"Chinese people! You have to know that the Empire has the final say here. If you want to kill you, you can do it at any time. Don't try to provoke the Japanese Imperial Army. If you dare to talk nonsense, it will soon turn into a meal on my plate. You understand!"

Chu Wenhao really didn't know him. He glanced at him and Nanzao Yunzi next to him was like a well-behaved wife, whispering to him, "This is Colonel Liang Chun, the deputy commander of the Seventh Fleet of the Great Japanese Empire, don't do anything randomly."

"Oh," he is Kishima Liang Chun. The target he wants to kill is right in front of him. He really wants to pick up a knife and fork and stab him to death.

When his eyes rolled, he saw Ying Zuo Zhenzhao not far away, and he thought about it.

"Haha, Colonel Mudao is really amazing. There is an old Chinese saying: Only state officials are allowed to set fires, and people are not allowed to light lamps. Do you understand what it means!"

Liang Chun Mushima glanced at him coldly, "I need to understand!"

"Of course, I heard that Colonel Mudao is brave in fighting and a rare Japanese naval general. He is just a person who is too bad and has no cultivation. He does a lot of things to steal. I have heard that Colonel Mudao is tyrannical and likes to eat people's hearts. There are even rumors that Colonel Koto favors his wife and specializes in destroying harmonious families. As the saying goes, the same family is like brothers and feet, and his wife is like clothes. Colonel Koto is not jealous and does not dare to speak out. It is said that General Kotosa has married a wife the next year before and is extremely beautiful, but he was forced to stay for one night by Lord Kotosa. In the past, Madam Kotosa only acted as a joke, but he has never confirmed the authenticity. Today, when Colonel Kotosa meets Colonel Kotosa, please help to solve the problem. Is it true?"

"Baga!"
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