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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 166 Another Kind of Battlefield (1)

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    Chapter 166 Another kind of battlefield

    There was a sudden turmoil at the dance, with silk, bamboo and wind instruments singing and dancing over there, and tensions here about to break out. The guests who gathered around didn't know what was going on, and looked at the situation here with a blank look on their faces.

    When they saw the two Japanese soldiers who were like wolves and tigers, charging at Xiaoling viciously, some female guests could not help but scream. The star of the ball, the beautiful girl, was going to be unlucky. Look at her delicate appearance.  , you will definitely suffer a big loss.

    The two Japanese officers hit the iron plate, and a tall figure stood in front of Xiaoling like a wall. No movement was seen, and the two Japanese officers flew out just like when they came.  A few rolled on the ground, and after getting up, there were suspicious eyes in their eyes.

    The person standing in front of Xiaoling was Shan Hu. He couldn't bear it for a long time. Without Tang Qiuli's order, his eyes were so anxious that his eyes were on fire. But he saw the hint. He stepped forward in a flash and straightened up.  Just knock those two Japanese officers away.

    Shan Hu is also a veteran of many battles. He knows that it is inappropriate to kill people on such occasions. Therefore, he did not kill him. Otherwise, these two Japanese officers would still be alive.

    Xiaoling, who was confronting the Japanese woman, didn't even look at the two unlucky Japanese officers from the corner of her eye. She knew that Qiu Li would not let her suffer. Tang Qiuli sat elegantly on the chair with a hand in his hand.  He drank a glass of red wine and took a comfortable sip. He didn't seem to care about what was happening in front of him.

    This series of things only happened in a short period of time. The Chinese and foreign guests only saw Ichiro Koizumi, who was still unconscious after eating and drinking, and the two Japanese officers who fell to the ground and got up in embarrassment.

    What attracted everyone's attention even more was that the two beauties at tonight's reception were angrily confronting each other. Their soft waists were no longer as weak as willows swinging in the wind, but were like bows full of power, ready to shoot out fatal shots at any time.  one strike.

    Seeing the mountain-like body of a mountain tiger standing next to Xiaoling, and then looking at the two Japanese officers, everyone understood that the Japanese officers must have done no good and were beaten out by their bodyguards, but these two women  Yes, what's going on?

    The organizer of the reception, the president of the Chinese Business Association, complained endlessly. He also knew that it must be the Japanese who were at fault. The key is that we cannot afford to offend the Japanese. These guys are running rampant in Tianjin, and they don¡¯t know their origins.  How did Mr. Qiu get into trouble with these unreasonable masters?  I can't bear it and it's over. The ancestor who really caused trouble is still young.

    He didn't succeed even if he didn't show up. He hurriedly came over to smooth things over, and first bowed to the Japanese woman: "Miss Takashima, I'm very sorry. I apologize to you on behalf of Mr. Qiu. Mr. Qiu has just arrived in Tianjin and doesn't understand the situation here. I hope  You are magnanimous and have given me face by selling me to this old man. Let this matter be in the past. I will hold a banquet someday to apologize in person."

    This president is really taking great pains. His intentions are good. He is afraid that Tang Qiuli will suffer a loss, so he would rather suffer a little injustice. After all, we are all Chinese.

    Hearing this, Tang Qiuli's eyebrows stood up. His face, which was still wearing a cynical smile, instantly became cold and terrifying. He held the wine glass tightly in his hand, and a sad and angry emotion appeared on his face.

    The president turned to the two Japanese officers and bowed again: "Your Excellency Omura and Mr. Hashimoto, I'm really sorry. I apologize to you on behalf of Mr. Qiu. I hope you can forgive Mr. Qiu's subordinates for their recklessness and ignorance. I  Mr. Qiu will punish him."

    Takashima slowly withdrew his martial arts stance, and just like the two Japanese officers, he just snorted in his nose, giving this kind-hearted but heartwarming president a slap in the face, and looked at him with arrogance and victory.  Tang Qiuli and Xiaoling felt as proud as if they had defeated another "September 18".

    Tang Qiuli's face was horribly pale, and the fingers that were holding the wine glass had turned white due to the exertion. The people next to him seemed to have heard the sound of the wine glass breaking.

    At this point, it seems that the matter can be solved. Although the grief, anger and pain in Tang Qiuli's heart almost made it difficult for him to control himself. Why are the people of the country so miserable? Are they sad for their misfortune or angry at them? Originally, this kind president did not come forward.  , he will definitely make these Japanese garbage look ugly.

    However, the thing he least wanted to see happened. He also understood that the president's intention was to protect him. However, this kind of protection made him more uncomfortable than killing him. On this occasion, especially  With so many foreigners present, they did not understand the cause of the matter and could not start any more disputes or force themselves to the front. He could not let these foreigners think that the Chinese were rude, uneducated, and a group of barbarians.

    But he was holding this breath in his heart. If there was a chance that it would happen, he would feel the pain in his heart like it was being torn apart. His face turned from pale to livid, and a cold light shot out from his eyes. A murderous aura suddenly filled the sky, and everyone around him  , including whichSome foreigners felt embarrassed to breathe and shuddered involuntarily.

    The Japanese woman named Takashima glanced at Tang Qiuli in surprise, and the vigilance in her eyes became stronger. The two Japanese officers were also stunned. They had such murderous intent. These were iron-blooded soldiers who had been fighting on the battlefield for many years.  , and the murderous aura that only masters of internal strength can possess.

    What is the origin of Mr. Qiu?  How could a seemingly frail boy have the temperament of a fierce soldier and a martial arts master?  This person is not simple, this is the feeling shared by the three of them. They looked at each other again, and the smug look in their eyes disappeared a lot.

    Anyway, they had the upper hand today. It was better not to take action rashly against Mr. Qiu who didn't know the details. So, they nodded slightly towards Tang Qiuli and Xiaoling and put the matter aside. At the same time,  In front of other great powers, they also tried their best to save face.

    Finally, they were sensible and knew how to advance and retreat. Tang Qiuli was already on the verge of going berserk. If the little devil took any further action, even if it was an insult to the Chinese, it didn't matter what the international image of his country was or the opinions of the foreign devils.  Damn it, if he beats these Japanese trash, he's really afraid of causing internal injuries.

    No matter in that time and space, Tang Qiuli's national self-esteem and national honor and disgrace are the bottom line in his heart. If he breaks this bottom line, in his words, "God will kill the god, and Buddha will kill the Buddha." Now, in his heart  The bottom line is already on the verge of breaking. However, the people who touch his psychological bottom line are his compatriots, making him unable to do anything.

    The anger caused by this could not be dismissed, which made him have the urge to kill.

    The ten soldiers looked at the commander in surprise, wondering what happened to the commander?  Why don't you let the kid take action when you see him in front of you?  With just one order, within thirty seconds, the guards turned these little devils into corpses. They all looked at Tang Qiuli expectantly.

    Ling and Shanhu had been with Tang Qiuli for a long time, and they understood Tang Qiuli's approach. The words of the president just now were also unacceptable to them, and they felt extremely uncomfortable. The muscles on Shanhu's body gradually swelled.  He stood up, almost bursting his suit, as if a large bomb was about to explode at any time.

    The guests who were closer to Shanhu were forced by his momentum and took a few steps back in fear. This big man was like a furious lion. He seemed to have a terrible explosive power. They believed that as long as this big man made one move,  If hit, everyone will die as a result.

    Ling looked at Tang Qiuli worriedly, her face was far different from her usual expression, and she couldn't help but feel heartache. She suddenly had a thought of blaming herself in her heart. It was all because of herself. If she were an ordinary woman, she probably wouldn't have so many troubles.  She reached out and held Tang Qiuli's hand, feeling the uneven waves in her lover's heart, like a landslide, a tsunami, or a volcano, crashing into his chest.

    She held Tang Qiuli's hand tighter. Tang Qiuli felt Xiaoling's worry. He often exhaled, and the murderous aura on his body slowly dissipated. He gave Xiaoling a forced smile, just to comfort his frightened lover.  heart of.

    The Chinese and foreign guests also felt relieved, and the invisible pressure completely dissipated, and they breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, they didn't want to ruin the beautiful atmosphere tonight. This matter had such an almost happy ending, and it was also a blessing for everyone.  desired.

    Those foreigners looked at Tang Qiuli with admiration, as if they admired his self-restraint and gentlemanly demeanor. However, the pity in their eyes made Tang Qiuli's heart bleed, just like in the storm.  At night, the rich neighbor looked at the poor neighbor from the balcony of his villa. The thatched hut that was not enough to protect him from the wind and rain was crumbling in the wind and rain, but he did not want to extend his hand with pity.

    The country is weak and the people are poor. We have been weak for hundreds of years. How will the motherland be strong and prosperous? Let the great powers no longer look down on their motherland from above. With a crisp "pop" sound, the wine glass turned into crystal fragments in Tang Qiuli's hands.  Like a pure heart, it suddenly broke into pieces, and the bright red blood dripped down the slender fingers, printing them into dots of plum blossoms on the white tablecloth. This kind of compassionate look made Tang Qiuli suffer even more serious injuries.  harm.

    "If things end here, there will be less wars and killings in the world. Tang Qiuli can only use the long time to eliminate the psychological shadow of tonight, eliminate more Japanese Japs on the battlefield in the Northeast, and eliminate the hatred in his heart.

    That Ichiro Koizumi was rescued by other Japanese, and he hurriedly packed away the juice and salad that was all over his head and face before he showed his appearance. This trash didn't know that many things happened during his coma.

    He looked around dazedly and found that all his trash compatriots were in front of him. He was so courageous that he had not forgotten about the flower girl. He rushed in front of Xiaoling with full of anger, reached out to grab Xiaoling's clothes, and mouthed  He also yelled: "China flower girl, please apologize to the dancers for their work,Um"

    There was no respect in the tone of this Japanese trash, especially the "um" squeezed out of his throat, which was arrogant, domineering, intimidating and threatening.

    To be continued

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