The island country has a narrow territory and frequent natural disasters such as earthquakes and volcanoes, making them always live in fear. Therefore, these Japanese people have a sense of crisis in their bones and do not want to leave that place all the time!
The best way to leave the island country is to expand your territory and occupy more territory, so that you can live a better life!
Therefore, foreign aggression is a strategic policy formulated by the Japanese long ago. Generation after generation of rulers have been studying countermeasures around this issue!
From this song sung by the Japanese, you can hear their ambition!
--Snapped--!
Just when the Japanese were singing happily and even dancing, a deafening clapping sound resounded through the entire hall. The sound was so loud that the Japanese officer who was singing at the top of his neck was startled.
The singing voice actually got stuck in my neck, so I was not suffocated to death!
There was a sound of brushing, and people's eyes turned to the table where Luo Xiao and the others were sitting, to see who was so bold as to interrupt the Japanese's singing!
Sun Dong was sitting at the table with one hand on the table and glaring at the Japanese. It was he who just slapped the table on Luo Xiao's instruction, interrupting the Japanese's singing!
"A few of them -" Wan Yuhai looked up and down several times, feeling that these people from the detective team were a bit unfamiliar, "are they new to the detective team?"
Luo Xiao ignored Wan Yuhai, but stood up slowly, glanced at everyone in the hall, and then said calmly, "Fellow folks, we are all Chinese, so Yue Wumu's Man Jianghong should be able to sing
Bar!"
"Yes!" someone shouted from the crowd!
"Well, we can't let the little devils compete, let me take the lead." Luo Xiao cleared his throat, and then sang loudly, "Leaning on the railing with anger!"
He was so angry that he leaned against the railing, and the misty rain stopped.
Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement.
Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.
Don't wait any longer. The young man's head will turn gray, and there will be no sorrow!
The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be extinguished?
Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain.
The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty.
Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que!
Everyone was united and sang in unison, and the passionate voice filled the hall. The lang almost overturned the roof. The blood in people's hearts was ignited. They clenched their fists one by one, and chanted loudly with red necks,
It seems that this is the only way to express the emotions in your heart!
Several Japanese officers looked at each other in the crowd. They were not in such an embarrassing situation. They could unite the entire Chinese people in the hall with just one song!
Who is this guy?
With full of doubts, Banjin Naoyuan observed Luo Xiao and saw that he looked calm and behaved calmly, and was directing everyone to sing in unison. But as soon as his eyes fell on him, he immediately reacted with sharp eyes.
It suddenly shot over and clashed with myself in the air!
Luo Xiao couldn't help but feel awe in his heart when he met Itazu Naoen's eyes. He realized that this Japanese was not that easy to deal with. Even in such an embarrassing atmosphere, he was still able to remain calm and could not see his inner feelings from his eyes.
A little emotion is like a bottomless spring, unfathomable!
"This is a tough opponent!" both of them thought!
After the song, the banquet process resumed in the hall, but it seemed that the atmosphere had quietly changed, developing towards an atmosphere that people had not expected!
After drinking for three rounds, Banjin Naoyuan stood up with a glass of wine, walked slowly to the banquet table where the officers of the security army were sitting, raised his glass and bowed respectfully to them, "These are the commanders of the security army, Li Donghui.
Be your subordinates!"
"I am Tang Tianhao of the third regiment under the command of Brigadier Wang Yizhe of the 7th Independent Brigade!" The battalion commander looked at Banjin Zhiyuan with a stiff neck. He reported the original serial number and didn't hold the wine glass, as if he didn't intend to drink with him.
, "Drinking with Japanese people, I'm afraid my mother will come out of the grave and kick my ass!"
"--coax--!!"
A group of security force officers laughed in unison, but they sounded more appreciative than laughing!
Itazu Naoyuan still had a calm expression, and was not irritated by Tang Tianhao's actions at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Haha, I heard that you have good skills. I originally wanted to compete with you, but I didn't expect that it would be nothing more than this.
If you know how to talk, then Itazu Naoen will take his leave and won't disturb everyone's enjoyment!" As he spoke, he drank the glass in one gulp, turned around and walked towards his table!
"Stop!" Tang Tianhao called him from behind, then stood up from his seat and stared at him with big eyes, "What are you talking about? Do you want to stretch your arms with us?"
"Exactly, let's see who is better, the Chinese Kung Fu that you Manchurians brag about, or our real Yamato samurai!" Itazu Naoen still had a smile on his face, but his tone was full of provocation!
Tang Tianhao kicked over the chair next to him and unbuttoned his collar, "Come on, who is afraid of whom?"
Soon, an open space was cleared in the center of the hall, the tables were moved to the side, and the floor was cleaned up!
Several Japanese officers stood on the east side, while the security army officers stood on the west side; around them were the guests who came to the banquet, forming a large circle, waiting to watch the exciting competition!
Luo Xiao and Sun Dong all squeezed to the front of the circle and waited quietly!
Luo Xiao was a little used to such competitions, because this was one of the favorite tricks of the Japanese. He wanted to see how these Japanese people performed!
With the development of the times, in Luo Xiao's era, real kung fu has become less and less. Most of them are practicing fighting skills, Sanda, one-hit kill and other combat skills. Traditional martial arts are gradually declining, like Luo Xiao
This kind of master who combines combat skills and traditional kung fu is already very rare, not many left!
When both parties were ready, Itazu Naoen looked at it, and then waved to Lieutenant Mishima next to him to appear first!
Mishima bowed at 90 degrees, then bent down and took off his leather boots, even his socks, and put them aside. Then he loosened his Matsukaze buckle and walked into the venue!
First he moved his back, then twisted his neck, and finally relaxed his legs. Mishima looked like he didn't take Tang Tianhao and the others seriously!
After relaxing his body, he raised his head and looked at Tang Tianhao and several security army officers across from him. Mishima extended his middle finger and gave them a hook, with a look of contempt, "Come on together!"