The Japanese underworld is legal, a legally protected organization, and is accepted by the public. Moreover, if Japanese underworld members break the law, they must also accept legal sanctions. They are the only legal underworld organization in the world. When you walk on the streets of Japan, you can always see people in black suits, white shirts and sunglasses. Those are underworlds.

In Japan, if a case occurs, the first thing that comes to the scene is not the police, but the underworld! The underworld will even pursue criminals, which is more attentive than the police. After catching the criminals, it will be handed over to the real police department. They do charity, they raise funds, they do things for the people, maintain regional stability, etc....

The owner of the noodle shop is a member of the underworld. He kept asking for more attention. However, after learning that Long Xiaoqi was a Chinese, he immediately showed his tattoo symbolizing the gang. At the same time, more than a dozen people on the street also showed their tattoos on their bodies and rushed here with swords.

"The Chinese are causing trouble here, and the Chinese are causing trouble here!"

...

The roar sounded, and the ordinary people immediately retreated far away. The ubiquitous underworld surrounded Long Xiaoqi with a fierce look on their faces. In their eyes, the Chinese are inferior. From the beginning to the present, even if China has the ability to destroy them at any time.

Friendship between China and Japan? Nonsense! That is a diplomatic need, and China and Japan will never be able to be friendly...

"Friendship between China and Japan!" Long Xiaoqi screamed.

“…”

There was silence all around, and these underworlds seemed to have no reaction at all.

"Friendship between China and Japan!" Long Xiaoqi said sincerely: "We are friendly, we should be friends. Put down the machete and drink sake together and watch dance. Isn't this better than anything else? Why bother?"

“Hahahahaha…”

"Sick man from East Asia! Hahaha..."

“…”

Hilarious noises sounded, and the underworld holding a knife seemed to see the most interesting things, and what they liked to see the most and what they liked to do the most was that. Watching the Chinese betray their own country here, let the Chinese lose themselves here, and then being completely transformed into a joke for them.

There are many such things. Many Chinese students in Japan will be excluded by their classmates. During the process of exclusion, they have to compromise because of their survival. Gradually, when the Japanese ask them whether China is better or Japan is better, they will immediately say that Japan is better, and their psychology is completely biased and become Japanese slaves, that is, traitors!

"Yoxi!" The owner of the noodle restaurant laughed and said, "I have always had a question to ask you."

"May I ask, may I ask!" Long Xiaoqi looked flattering.

"Did the Nanjing Massacre really kill you 300,000 people? Have you counted it? Hahahaha..."

The Nanjing Massacre, the eternal pain of every real Chinese. 300,000 people? More than 300,000 people! The man's journey is to commemorate the 59th anniversary of the Nanjing Massacre. Qiu Sheng wrote it at Shandong University. The whole article is passionate, originally called the Greater Chinese National Revenge Declaration, and the lines are full of high radicalism: steel knives dance in Tokyo, and the swords are dyed with blood of Japanese slaves... They are full of murderous intent, pointing directly to the Japanese.

"This..." Long Xiaoqi grinned and said, "I really don't know, but I want to ask if you will ask if you women who have been raped by American soldiers have any pleasure?"

"Bageya Road!"

"Clam!"

The ruling was pulled out, and a sword flashed, and a bloody palm flew up, falling to the ground as everyone looked at it.

"Click!"

"ah!!!"

The painful voice sounded, and the owner of the noodle shop fell to the ground with the blood gushing down with pain, rolling on the ground.

"Friendship between China and Japan!" Long Xiaoqi held the verdict, and became angry, licked his lips hard and said, "Friendly, your mother!!!"

Friendly? It is impossible to be friendly, there is never a time for friendship. When a country looks down on us, it is pure nonsense to promote China-Japan friendship there. What is China-Japan friendship? China-Japan friendship is a group of people who look down on us. In order to transfer their own products and make a lot of money in China, they constantly promote China-Japan friendship. The most bizarre thing is that they actually set up a city with China-Japan friendship. I really don’t know how this was made.

Dalian, a China-Japan friendly city, but after the incident, did anyone enter the cinema run by the Japanese? Is anyone enter the shopping mall run by the Japanese? No! Why? Because the people do not recognize China-Japan friendship, the people do not think China-Japan can be friendly!

Everyone advocates that Japan is good here and there, and all those who beautify the Japanese with a brief overview are dog traitors. China and the Japanese are enemies and can never be friendly! Will Japanese teenagers praise China? No, Japanese teenagers think that China is their biggest threat; what Japanese teenagers think is how to solve this threat!

But what are the teenagers in our country doing? Unconsciously, some weird things can even say things that have nothing to do with us in the past. The terrible ignorance is terrifying and terrifying.

"Bageya Road!"

"Bageya Road!"

“…”

Long Xiaoqi started to fight with the underworld with a watermelon knife. After a slash, all the members of the underworld were lying in a pool of blood. He was here to fight, to find trouble, and all went to Japan. If he didn't have a good time, he would be ashamed of everyone.

"How many people have come, I'm just a watermelon knife!" Long Xiaoqi raised his bloody ruling watermelon knife, and Niu x shouted in a coaxing voice: "If you don't agree, come to fight, if you don't agree, come to do it! Today is not me asking for trouble, but you're looking for trouble. I don't even ask for Lanzhou beef ramen. This is a deception!"

Long Xiaoqi looked arrogant and domineering. He casually wiped the watermelon knife in his hand, spitting at the Japanese lying in a pool of blood, and disappeared without a trace before the police arrived.

He doesn't want to meet the police yet because he is not happy enough. He comes here just to earn bragging capital, just to tell my story with his children in the future! I am not riding a green cow and purple air from the east, but I am holding a watermelon knife and slashing blood from all over the world with eight feet of knights!

"Boss, do you have all kinds of animation here?" Long Xiaoqi walked into an animation store and asked.

"Yes, sir, we have all kinds of anime here. From Dragon Ball to Attack on Titan, to Naruto, we have everything, everything!" The store owner was extremely enthusiastic and introduced his anime to Long Xiaoqi incessantly.

It's indeed very complete, almost everything you can think of here.

"Oh, that's great, give me a set of Vajra Calabashes."

"This...no..."

"Nezha Naohai gives me one."

"Sorry, no."

"Ma Liang, the magic pen, can do it."

"Uh...this is not..."

"Mom, I dare to say nothing but say anything? I'm lying to me!"

"Hayi! It has caused you inconvenience, please take care of me!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

The angry Long Xiaoqi smashed the comic shop because he was bullied again. He clearly said that he had everything, but why was there no Vajra Calabash? I took care of you, yes, I will definitely take care of you!

"Bageyalu! I'm from Yamaguchi Group! Chinese, you're dead! If you apologize and compensate now, it's still time, otherwise..."
Chapter completed!