Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 166 Another kind of battlefield

There was a sudden commotion at the dance. There were strings, bamboos and wind instruments, singing and dancing over there, and the situation here was tense and on the verge of breaking out. The guests who gathered around did not know what was going on, and looked at the situation here with blank expressions.

When they saw the two Japanese soldiers who were like wolves and tigers, viciously attacking Xiaoling, 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 as 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 burning. But he saw the hint. He stepped forward in a flash and straightened up.

Just knock those two Japanese officers away.

Shan Hu was also a veteran of many battles. He knew that it was inappropriate to kill people on such occasions, so he did not kill him. Otherwise, the 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, holding a

He drank a glass of red wine and took a sip comfortably. 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 with his face full of food and drink, 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 actually confronting each other angrily. 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 blow.

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 happened?

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 this Mr. Qiu get into trouble with these unreasonable masters? He couldn't bear it any longer. The ancestor who caused trouble was still young.

He didn't succeed even if he didn't show up. He hurriedly came over to smooth things over. He bowed to the Japanese woman first: "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 it to me. Let this matter be in the past. I will hold a banquet to apologize to you face to face."

This president was really painstaking. His intentions were good. He was afraid that Tang Qiuli would 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, suddenly 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: "Your Excellency Komura, Mr. Hashimoto, I am really sorry. I apologize to you both 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 stand, and 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 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 restrain 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 another dispute 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 those foreigners, felt embarrassed to breathe and shuddered involuntarily.

The Japanese woman named Takashima glanced at Tang Qiuli in surprise. The look in her eyes became even more vigilant. The two Japanese officers were also stunned. They had so much murderous intent. They 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.

Where does this Mr. Qiu come from? How could a seemingly frail boy have the temperament of an iron-blooded soldier and a martial arts master? This man is not simple. This is a common feeling among the three of them. They looked at each other again, and the look in their eyes

The proud look 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 smart and knew how to advance and retreat. Tang Qiuli was already on the verge of going berserk. If the little devil took any further actions, even if it was an insult to the Chinese, it didn't matter what the international image of his country was or what the foreign devils thought of him.

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, "Gods will kill gods, and Buddhas will kill Buddhas." Now, in his heart

The bottom line is already on the verge of breaking. However, what touches his psychological bottom line is his compatriots, making him try to do nothing.

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. They didn't understand. What happened to the commander? Why didn't they let the little devil take action in front of them? All they had to do was give an order and within thirty seconds, these few soldiers would be kept safe.

The little devil turned into a corpse, and 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 bulged.

He stood up and almost burst 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 would

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 landslides, tsunamis, and volcanoes, 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.

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 can 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 ended here, there would be less wars and killings in the world. Tang Qiuli could only spend a long time to eliminate the psychological shadow of tonight, eliminate more Japanese devils 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 up the juice and salad that was all over his head and face before he showed his true self. This trash didn't know that many things happened during his coma.

He looked around dizzy, 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 me for dancing, eh?"

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

To be continued

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