The incident happened next door to Lu Shan and Qin Shiyu having dinner.

Lu Shan kicked open the door of the private room without hesitation, rushed in and saw that it was indeed a group of beasts doing things worse than beasts.

"Baga, who are you? You dare to break in!" A Japanese samurai who approached the door rushed over angrily and shouted at Lu Shan.

"Bastard, the warriors of the Great Japanese Empire are like you, who can only bully a weak woman?" Lu Shan didn't want to cause trouble for the store owner, so he didn't want to kill people in a restaurant, so he used Japanese!

A group of Japanese samurai in the room were stunned, especially the Japanese samurai who rushed to the ground and sang the pingtan girl even more surprised, and got up from the ground and let go of the girl whose clothes had been torn off, revealing her pink skin.

"Who are you?" A Japanese samurai in her forties, who seemed to be the heads of these people, walked to Lu Shan and asked in a deep voice.

"Who are you?" Lu Shan asked back.

"We are disciples of the Takeda Club of the Black Dragon Society. What is your identity?"

"Baga, how can I know my identity as a disciple of a small Takeda Club!" Lu Shan snorted coldly, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and his fierce aura was revealed.

"Are you just a person who hides his head and tail?" The Japanese samurai was not willing to be outdone and asked calmly.

"My name is Kazuo Yamamoto, and he is affiliated with the Special High School Class!"

"I haven't heard of Yamamoto, why did I not hear about it?"

"Baga, what is your identity? How could our special high school students let you, a little martial arts disciple, know about it?" Lu Shan cursed.

"Yamamoto is a field staff member of the Special High School Course, right?"

"What do you mean?" Lu Shan's eyes turned, knowing that this Japanese samurai was not easy to fool, and intelligence personnel would not actively expose their identity when working outside. This is work discipline.

"I suspect Yamamoto is not us Japanese!"

"Rareless, you are so rude!" Lu Shan was shocked. The little Japanese devil had a very straightforward look. He actually suspected that he was not a Japanese. He asked himself that he could not become shorter except for his height. He had no flaws in other aspects.

"You are a North Korean, are you?"

Lu Shan almost got mad and said that he was a bad person, but he said that he was the Koryo's stick. What he hated the Japanese most, and what he hated the most was the Koryo sticks who forgot his ancestors!

At this time, there are too few Chinese people who can speak Japanese. Instead, North Korea, which has been occupied by Japan for decades, can speak Japanese quite a lot.

It is not surprising that this middle-aged Japanese warrior regards Lu Shan as a Korean!

"We like this girl, please go out. For the sake of you being a Korean, we won't make things difficult for you!" The middle-aged Japanese warrior waved his hand in a proud manner and said.

Damn, I wanted to scare you, save people first, just cooperate with the acting, but I just don’t have the best way to do it myself!

Since that's the case, let's send you on your way!

Lu Shan suddenly took a step forward and crashed into the middle-aged Japanese warrior. The middle-aged Japanese warrior was frightened and hurriedly took a step back, but there were not only two Japanese warriors behind him, but also tables and chairs, so he could not dodge at all!

History went to an unknown in 1855, is it the red tide sweeping the new world, or is it still unable to grasp the fate, Liu Chang is moving forward in the slanting wind, the blood of heroes, the tears of beauty, confident that life will last for two hundred years, and will hit the water for three thousand miles. What I can change is not just history.

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