The meaning of this movie is very simple. It just shows a few Japanese men violating their Chinese wives in front of their Chinese husbands. It goes without saying what the movie wants to express. The key is the actors.
"Are you Chinese?" Yan Fenghuo asked, staring at the heroine.
The heroine seemed very nervous and panicked, and did not speak, but the expression in her eyes told Yan Fenghuo that she understood and understood Yan Fenghuo's questions in Mandarin.
"Is she Chinese?" Yan Fenghuo asked the Japanese.
"Hi, Chinese." The Japanese nodded with a smile on his face.
Yan Fenghuo walked into the car, walked up to the heroine, stared at the beautiful girl for a long time, then raised his right hand and slapped her hard.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound came out, and five clear finger prints appeared on the heroine's pretty face.
Everyone was stunned until the heroine let out a shrill scream.
"You dare to hit me? You dare to hit me? My parents are not willing to hit me at home, so what qualifications do you have to hit me??"
"Crack!"
He slapped her again and pushed the heroine to the side, lying there with a trace of blood coming from the corner of her mouth.
The four or five Japanese people in the car came to their senses and realized that this Chinese was just here to cause trouble, and their faces immediately showed a fierce look.
"Bagya Road!" A Japanese cursed and swung his fist towards Yan Fenghuo.
At the same time, several other Japanese did not hesitate to draw out the daggers hidden in the RV, and attacked Yan Fenghuo, who was provoking the trouble, in a surrounding posture.
Behind every such film company in Japan is the support of the underworld. Driven by huge profits, many companies are not only supported by the underworld, but also run by the underworld. Just like any profiteering industry, there is always the shadow of violence behind it.
With a "swish" sound, the wine bottle hit Yan Fenghuo's head hard, and glass shards shattered all over the carriage.
"roar!"
His head was hit by a glass bottle. Yan Fenghuo threw his neck violently and let out a violent roar. Like lightning, he stretched out his right hand, grabbed the opponent's hair, and slammed it against the hard glass.
"Bang!"
The sound of facial bones colliding with the glass was heard, and the blood from the nose and mouth spattered out, staining half of the car window red, which was shocking.
"Whoosh!"
A short knife stabbed Yan Fenghuo fiercely, making a sharp sound of breaking wind.
Yan Fenghuo turned slightly to one side, with a look of disdain on his face. He stretched out his left hand like lightning and pinched the opponent's right wrist holding the knife. He grabbed the opponent's hair with his right hand and hit the glass again.
"Bang!"
Blood splattered, and a huge and brilliant blood flower was painted on the car window glass.
"Baga! Baga!!!"
"Bagya Road!!!" Yan Fenghuo yelled, and he rushed towards the two Japanese men holding knives in front of him in the small carriage, without caring about the weapons in their hands.
There is nothing to draw strength from in a narrow range of impact, and it is impossible to complete a violent impact unless you have extremely strong explosive power, and this kind of explosive power is simply difficult to execute. A sports car that can reach 300 horses will take several seconds.
of speed, let alone one person.
But Yan Fenghuo broke out in an instant and rushed forward like a chariot. The Japanese in front of them felt that they were not facing a person, but a ferocious beast roaring on the road. They did not know a person at all.
How can a person complete such an absolute speed collision within a range of one meter? How much explosive power does this require?
They were collided, and the bodies of the two Japanese men hit the carriage hard. The wrist holding the knife felt severe pain from the iron pliers a second before the body was hit, and the dagger fell down.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
There was a dull sound of the body hitting the car, and the two Japanese were hit so hard that they felt dizzy and dizzy.
Yan Fenghuo grabbed the hair of the two people with one hand, pulled them to the front of the carriage glass where blood was flowing down, and said: "Don't think that I came to Japan just to find Tokyo fever. In fact, I came to make trouble. In China, arrest someone
The Japanese had to be detained in the police station after being beaten up. When we arrived in Japan, hey, the streets were full of Japanese devils, it was so damn enjoyable, hahaha."
After finishing speaking, Yan Fenghuo licked his lips vigorously and slammed the Japanese man on his left hand against the glass.
"Bang!"
"Click!..."
The moment blood spattered, a small crack appeared on the hard glass of the RV. The Japanese man, whose face was covered in blood, fainted instantly, his nose bone was broken, and he lay sluggishly on the carriage.
"Chinese! Pig! Pig! Our Sakura Club will not let you go!"
"Bang!"
"Wow!..."
The glass shattered and turned into glass beads, rolling down like rain and flowing all over the ground. The Japanese body was directly lifted out and lay on the ground like a dead dog.
"Haha, it's so enjoyable!" Yan Fenghuo said with an extremely excited smile: "Japan is a good place, a great place, I want to enjoy it to the fullest!"
In China, it is definitely not so enjoyable. If you see a Japanese and beat him up, you will definitely be locked up and detained for half a month. It will be great when you arrive in Japan. You no longer need to be afraid of the police.
Uncle put you in jail for half a month.
Seeing Yan Fenghuo's appearance, the heroine was so frightened that she trembled and huddled in the corner, not daring to say a word.
"Where are you from?" Yan Fenghuo asked the other party with a smile.
"I, I... don't hit me, I am Chinese, we are compatriots..."
"Crack!"
Yan Fenghuo slapped the heroine again on the cheek.
"Woooooooooooo..." The heroine burst into tears, crying so wronged and helpless.
"I beat you on behalf of your parents." Yan Fenghuo squatted in front of the heroine and said with a smile: "How many Japanese kids have you acted opposite?"
"Woo woo woo... five, five..."
"Crack!"
Another slap in the face made the heroine's mouth and nose covered with snow. She sat there with her head lowered, not even daring to cry. She found that the man in front of her was just a lunatic, and there was no need to do anything to beat someone.
reason.
Violent maniacs with no qualities. How can such a civilized society beat people just because they want to?
But the heroine didn't dare to cry, let alone speak, and she didn't dare to look at Yan Fenghuo. When faced with a violent maniac with extremely low quality and a lunatic-like appearance, any begging for mercy would be unnecessary.
"Not bad." Yan Fenghuo held out his thumb and said with approval: "Congratulations on successfully conquering five Japanese men, squeezing out their juice, and bringing glory to the country. Since you have brought glory to the country, I decided to apologize to you.
, because I don’t have the right to hit you at all, why should I hit you? I’m not your parents, nor your brother or anything like that.”
After saying this, Yan Fenghuo reached out and grabbed the other person's long hair and pulled him to his side.
"Ah! Ah! Don't hit me, don't, don't, I was wrong, brother, I was wrong, wuwuwu..."
"You are right, I was wrong." Yan Fenghuo smacked his lips and said: "You have a really good figure. I think you should be able to conquer more Japanese men, which can bring glory to the country to a whole new level. How many
Years from now, your legend will be spread in China, eh? The camera, damn, I can’t see that you are so exciting, playing in multiple positions!"
Yan Fenghuo took out the hard drive from the camera and stuffed it into his travel bag. He was so happy that he almost cramped.
"ID card, home address, phone number." Yan Fenghuo smiled and stretched out his hand to the heroine: "I decided to take this video back and publish it so that every senior otaku in the country can see your passionate performance. Seriously.
, sometimes humiliation is also a different kind of stimulation. For example, niggas and Japanese chicks, hehe."
"How could you do this?" The girl suddenly let out a hoarse cry, raising her cheek full of blood and tears and saying: "We are all Chinese, as for doing this to me? What good does this do to me? I just like it.
I can make money by making this kind of movie. What’s so good about Chinese men? They are so selfish and have no quality. Japanese men are good. They are quality, polite, and know how to respect others. I just like them.
Do you have any control over filming with Japanese men?"
Hearing this angry rebuke, Yan Fenghuo was stunned for a moment and looked at the heroine from China with confusion.
He suddenly found that his thinking was completely out of tune. He was no longer the fashion-forward person who followed Young and Dangerous and Wong Ka-Kui back in the day. He had completely fallen into a state of decline and was completely confused about advancing with the times.
That's right. People are free to do whatever they like. People who like to make movies with Japanese people are just personal interests. Who do you think you are? Why should you unilaterally hinder other people's interests and freedom? How can girls nowadays be like this? They don't like handsome guys.
Do you like naughty men?
"Okay, I respect you." Yan Fenghuo shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "But I still want to remind you to pay attention to preventive measures and never give birth to a Chinese-Japanese hybrid. Although you are keen on Japanese culture, you are not
I guarantee that the mixed-race baby you give birth to will be tangled when he grows up. That...forget it, I won’t talk to you anymore, just do whatever you want, I’ll give you the hard drive.”
Throwing down the hard drive, Yan Fenghuo walked out of the RV without any interest.
He suddenly lost his anger. If a person wants to do something wrong, why should he try to stop it? Oh, no, people don't think it's an act of immorality. It's just their freedom and interest.
Damn it, but I can’t figure it out!
In the eight years of the Anti-Japanese War, the iron hoofs of the Japanese devils ravaged half of China. Has it been forgotten in this era? In the past, people were forced to push down, but now they crawl over on their own initiative with their butt raised...
"Actually, the Japanese nation is a very great nation." A woman's voice reached Yan Fenghuo's ears.
This is an intellectual woman in her thirties, dressed in a white-collar dress, with a mature charm all over her body.
She spoke standard Mandarin, with clear words and a clear accent.
Yan Fenghuo narrowed his eyes and said to the woman, "You need to be fucked!"
The woman smiled, raised her head behind Yan Fenghuo and said, "The police are here, follow me."
Several police officers rushed towards this place and their eyes fell on Yan Fenghuo.
Yan Fenghuo remained unmoved, with a look of disdain on his face.
"Let's go, otherwise it will be very troublesome to be arrested and taken to the police station." The woman made an anxious voice.
Yan Fenghuo grinned, turned around and strode towards the chasing police.
Trouble? I have too many troubles. I came to Japan just to find trouble!