"Do you feel good?" Yan Fenghuo licked a wisp of blood from his lips and showed a bright smile.
This smile made the soldier shudder involuntarily, because the smile was bright, but the eyes became more and more fierce, so fierce that it made people feel like they were facing the purest beasts wandering in nature, fighting against heaven and earth.
"Too bad, come together." Yan Fenghuo waved to the other three Self-Defense Force soldiers.
"Eight squares!"
"drink!"
"roar!"
The other three people seemed to have been greatly insulted. They roared and rushed forward, each using their strongest killing moves.
Indeed, this is an insult, the biggest insult to them. Japanese soldiers attach great importance to martial arts. In an environment without weapons and in non-battlefield situations, they prefer to choose one-on-one battles. Because this kind of battle is in their
In my eyes, it is a kind of Bushido honor, an honor other than military honor.
If they can defeat their opponents, they will receive honors from martial arts; if they fail, it is also an honor.
But Yan Fenghuo was insulting them, not giving them this chance at all, and actually asked them to come together.
Facing this arrogant Chinese, tearing him into pieces is the best way to relieve hatred and eliminate shame.
As the four men attacked, Yan Fenghuo moved, twisting his waist violently, and his right leg was like a giant ax and struck hard at the Self-Defense Forces soldier who was the first to attack, forcing the opponent to retreat.
When the soldier retreated, Yan Fenghuo's right leg suddenly stopped in the air for half a second, and then with the help of the kick of his left foot, his body jumped upwards and twisted his waist fiercely. At the same time, his right leg jerked towards
Hit the lower left side, causing the whole body to rotate 360 degrees in the air, stretch out the left leg, and cover it hard.
"Bang!"
There was a dull sound, and the left foot with extremely powerful inertial power accurately covered the head of the Self-Defense Forces soldier on the left side, instantly smashing him until his whole body went limp, his nose bleeding, and he knelt heavily on the ground.
At this time, another Self-Defense Forces soldier's whip came like lightning and hit Yan Fenghuo's ribs.
The fierce leg wind suddenly sounded, showing extremely powerful strength.
After being attacked, Yan Fenghuo lowered his arms to protect his ribs with his back to the opponent.
"Crack!"
The whip legs and arms collided together, making a crisp sound.
In an instant, Yan Fenghuo hooked the opponent's calf with his backhand, raised his left arm, turned around at a high speed, and hit the Self-Defense Forces soldier on the head with his elbow.
"Crack!"
The Self-Defense Forces soldier's head shook violently as if being hit with an iron hammer. During the shaking, the force of his teeth's bite disappeared, his lips trembled violently, a ball of saliva was thrown out, and he fell into a brief coma.
After knocking down this one, Yan Fenghuo immediately fell flat on the ground, avoiding the heavy front kick of the third Self-Defense Force soldier. The moment his back hit the ground, he bounced up instantly with the help of the power of his waist and abdomen, like
There is a spring bed underneath.
He bounced very high, so high that he had enough space to lie down after bouncing up.
But his lying down was definitely not lying down in the ordinary sense. Instead, he stretched out his two hands to grab the ankle of the third Self-Defense Forces soldier and pushed him forward.
The Self-Defense Forces soldier lost his balance and fell forward, facing Yan Fenghuo's back lying on the ground.
Yan Fenghuo was laughing. As he laughed, he curled up his left calf and hit the forehead of the lying Self-Defense Forces soldier with the sole of his foot.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound was heard, and the strong body of the Self-Defense Forces soldier was no match for Yan Fenghuo's seemingly unintentional kick. His body actually flew backwards in a straight line in the air where he was about to fall, and fell to the ground.
After finishing the heavy blow to the Self-Defense Forces soldier, Yan Fenghuo, who was on the ground, propped up his right hand to raise his body several tens of centimeters. Then he supported the ground with his left hand on the inside of his thigh and his right hand on the outside of his right hip. He rotated on the ground and completed a full Thomas.
Spin.
With a "pop" sound, the rotating calf hooked the ankle of the last Self-Defense Forces soldier and forcefully knocked him to the ground.
Yan Fenghuo held his legs together, pushed the ground hard with his right hand, and let his body slide along the smooth floor towards the last Self-Defense Forces soldier. The moment he passed by, he raised his right elbow and hit the ground under the action of inertia.
The forehead of a Self-Defense Forces soldier.
"Bang!"
A dull voice sounded, and the Self-Defense Forces soldiers' eyes flicked upward, revealing a large area of the whites of their eyes.
All these attacks occurred in just a few dozen seconds. These Self-Defense Force soldiers were too far behind Yan Fenghuo to have any ability to resist. All four of them suffered heavy blows to the head and fell into a chaotic semi-conscious state.
Standing up from the ground, Yan Fenghuo arranged the four Self-Defense Force soldiers in a row and asked them to kneel on the ground facing him.
"I told you to kneel down, so you have to kneel down." Yan Fenghuo put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile: "Isn't it very laborious? Besides, you are used to kneeling. But why can't this habit be open to me?
I like people kneeling in front of me, especially Japanese people kneeling in front of me. This will make me, a standard angry youth, feel wonderful, as if Japan is kneeling in front of China, haha."
Yan Fenghuo felt this way. When he beat four Self-Defense Force soldiers until they were unconscious and kneeling in front of him, it felt like Japan was kneeling in front of China. It was like a war criminal with no way out.
Kneel down when possible and lower your sinful head.
Although this is a narrow pleasure, caused entirely by the narrow national spirit and narrow angry youth personality of the vast majority of the population, this does not prevent Yan Feng from being happy.
Yes, he was very happy, as happy as the first wet dream he had when he was a teenager!
Yan Fenghuo took a big gulp of mineral water, poured the remaining half of the bottle onto the towel, and soaked it.
"Ya Zhudie! Kowtow!"
"Crack!"
The wet towel was whipped hard on the head of the Self-Defense Forces soldier on the far right. Under the force of the whipping, the confused soldier bent over and banged his head against the floor.
"Ya Zhudie! Kowtow!"
"Crack!"
"Ya Zhudie! Kowtow!"
"Crack!"
"..."
Yan Fenghuo was so happy that after beating the four guys until they kowtowed, he then helped them up and kneel down by a thousand people, having a great time.
The four Self-Defense Force soldiers had gradually regained their consciousness and tried to break free, but found that they could not escape Yan Fenghuo's tricks.
"Is that enough?" A Self-Defense Forces soldier kowtowed passively, then raised his blood-stained cheek with great effort, and roared at Yan Fenghuo: "It was Japan's fault during World War II, but the war
Gone far. We have not experienced that era, and we do not want to experience that era. All political factors have nothing to do with us, because we also want peace, and what soldiers want most is peace. Does it make sense to treat us like this? Is it like this?
Does treating us make you feel satisfied? We are also human beings, people with dignity. If you are a real soldier, please don't treat us in this way and give us a good time!"
Hearing these words, Yan Fenghuo was stunned for a moment, waved the towel, and pulled it down again.
"Crack!"
"Ya Zhudie, kowtow!"
"..."
When he had played with the four Self-Defense Force soldiers until they were unable to kneel down, he threw away the towel stained with blood, squatted on the ground and said to them: "Are you talking to me about human nature? About the decency, dignity, and shame of soldiers.
?I'm sorry, I don't care if you want peace or not. I only know that peace is never achieved by thoughts, but by guns. That war has passed, and it has turned you and us into
Old enemy, that is, turning you and me into old enemies. Maybe you are kind-hearted, maybe you are an ambassador of peace, but unfortunately I am not. Because I would rather be your devil and play you to death bit by bit. By the way, so
Can you still bear the great humiliation? If you can't bear it, go ahead and commit suicide. Yachudie, committing suicide best reflects a man's courage. It's even more beautiful than Tokyo Fever, hahaha..."
Yan Fenghuo stood up, turned around and walked out of the gym.
But the moment he turned around, a woman's figure flashed past the door, causing his body to freeze instantly, and he rushed out, looking for the woman who had just passed by with great anxiety.