Battle of the Third Reich

One of the two glass doors at the entrance of Telford House has been broken into pieces, and almost half of the bricks lie among the glass fragments scattered throughout the front hall.

"rogue!"

Xu Jun's complexion grew darker.

Weierle and Randolph frowned at the messy scene on the ground. This rogue-like behavior reminded them of the dirty and ugly crystal night.

"The three Frenchmen coming out soon."

The hoarse voice rang again, and Xu Jun quickly raised his hand and blocked the angry boss who wanted to rush out and settle the bill with the other party.

"It's really embarrassing to drag several gentlemen into this trouble. They want to deal with me. This thing should be solved by me." Zhou Yun said with guilt.

"Boss Zhou..." Xu Jun did not remove his arm.

"Did you hear that they wanted the three of us to go out? This is a challenge to me and my men. Faced with the challenge, you have to confront yourself. Hiding behind others is more disgusting than shameless escape. We must defend the morals** Officer's honor. So, please look at it quietly now, because this is no longer your trouble, this is our war."

Xu Jun straightened the neckline, pulled the suit hem vigorously, and then walked out of the door without looking back.

"Germany... officer..." Boss Zhou froze with open mouth.

The fragments of glass scattered on the floor made a crisp crackling sound when three pairs of German army officer ceremonial leather shoes stepped on. The restaurant.

Uzbekistan, the first sight of the three Germans when they went out was a group of Uzbekistan.

In front of the store, there are neatly twenty Japanese people standing tall, short, tall, thin, and thin.

They were wearing British suits of various colors and somewhat outdated, and looked at Xu Jun and his entourage with their heads squinted and their lips pouted.

Xu Jun stood on the steps of the Defu Building and glanced coldly at the group of Japanese soldiers in front of him, like looking at a nest of ants under his feet. The contempt revealed in his eyes could be felt even by a fool.

Weierle also looked at the group of provocators coldly. Since serving as the chief of staff of the German head of state, he has never felt that he hated anyone like now. This group of idiots dared to break the good wishes of General Weiller, and they must pay a corresponding price for this.

The two people with a huge number of people confronted each other at the gate of Defu Building. It is interesting that few people stopped to watch.

At this time, the smart Frenchman will not be punished for watching lively fish, and the German officers and men in military uniforms feel that they have no obligation to maintain public order, so everyone chooses to ignore it.

"Is this what you did?" Xu Jun broke the silence first, and asked coldly, pointing to the broken glass door behind him.

"Also, which one of you called us out in front."

Under the cold eyes of the German head of state, the few Japanese in the front row quietly fought a cold war.

The few southern barbarians in front of me are definitely not simple. It seems that they must have a deep background. The French who can still maintain this arrogant attitude in Paris occupied by the German ** team will definitely not be a small role. Thinking secretly.

The other party's dress and manners should be the elite of the upper class society.

The inherent coercion of the superiors revealed by these French people just made me feel very uncomfortable, and my performance seemed to be very poor. If the self-esteem of the Yamato nation supported me, it would almost cause The shame of life.

Judging from the standing positions and attitudes of these three people, the young man in the middle is the leader, and Fujimoto Shio is very confident in his eyesight.

It seems that the man's age is not like a long-standing bureaucrat, and the information he has collected shows that the French government does not have such a young senior official.

Speaking of Germany, there are a lot of young bureaucrats. I heard that their head of state is also very young. Maybe they are not too many years apart from the Frenchman in front of them.

However, how could German bureaucrats appear in this kind of food street in Paris, France, not to mention that these people have insulted their guards for no reason and obviously want to come forward for the Chinese, the Germans will never do it This kind of boredom and hurts the good feelings of Germany and Japan

Thinking of this, Fujimoto concluded that this young man was either a child of a French rich man or a descendant of a young family.

Fujimoto Shio suddenly felt that it was not necessary for him to have general knowledge of this kind of person. It was not because he was worried that he could not get up against each other.

Originally, he thought that these were French friends of that Chinese, and today he came to ugly himself. I thought that the Chinese did not know any big people, so I took advantage of Jiuxing and all of my men were by my side. I was ready to give some French people, especially the unintelligible Chinese, a try.

Of course, privately, Fujimoto also wanted to show his ability and strength in front of the adults in his shop.

Unexpectedly, these French people do not seem to be tidy up, it seems that they can only let them go this time.

However, these French people can't be arrogant for a few days. The defeated people only have the right to be enslaved. When Japan and Germany reach an alliance, even the noble French will have to look at their faces. Now it is only a matter of time. .

Fujimoto Shio began to consider whether he was looking for an opportunity to step down. Today, there are important guests present. Don’t cause unnecessary trouble for a small dispute of will. The personnel is small. If it affects the mission of several adults, it will be difficult to atone for yourself even if you have a cesarean section. This is not a joke.

The Chinese who don’t know what to do and the arrogant Nanban people have the opportunity to slowly clean up until the adults and the German head of state reach an agreement. The whole of Paris, no, the whole of Europe will be their own world.

Fujiwara felt that he was still too irritable, and it seemed that there was no reason why his boss suggested that he should hone his mind.

Fujimoto Shio began to think about preparing a few scenes to get some face, and then found a step to solve this matter. He always thought that knowing to advance and retreat is the real smart man.

So he stepped forward two steps and met Xu Jun's eyes as soon as he looked up, and then Fujimoto Shio was like a slap in the face, and his entire face suddenly turned purple-red, even on his forehead. The blue tendons are all violent.

Fujimoto Mao has long been accustomed to the eyes of hatred. In his eyes, he can let the other party look at him gloriously as a samurai, because the fear and helplessness of himself are often hidden behind that kind of eyes.

He has seen the helpless and desperate hatred in the eyes of the Chinese killed by him more than once. He likes the feeling of being conquered and conquered.

Fujimoto Mao has long been accustomed to flattering and respectful eyes. In his eyes, this is the respect that a descendant of a noble nation deserves. The humble pariahs can only look up at themselves with such eyes, and dare to cross this boundary. Only death can pay for their sins.

Fujimoto Shimo likes to look at those self-proclaimed interracial literati, soldiers, and bureaucrats who flatter themselves, countless untouchables who kneel at their feet in order to get their own praise, and look at their shameless faces Let him be more proud of being a noble and grand descendant of the nation.

He likes to see sad eyes, which makes him feel strong.

He likes to see fearful eyes, which makes him feel fearless.

He prefers to see his boss's positive eyes on himself, which will make him feel that his life has value.

However, the kind of gaze in the eyes of the young Nanman was never seen by Fujimoto Shimo. He never even thought that someone would look at him with this gaze, which was full of contempt. . . . look.

In fact, he should be familiar with this kind of gaze, because he used to look at the Chinese bureaucrats who flattered himself with countless times, the kind of contempt that looked like a dog.

This French is scorning himself, this French is daring to defy himself, this lowly French is daring to defy his noble self.

Fujiwara's brain that had just calmed down was suddenly flooded with raging anger.

Unforgivable, absolutely not forgivable, Teng Yuan Mao secretly clenched his fists, he had never felt so humiliated.

"idiot!"

Fujiwara shouted angrily.

The sudden screams of the leader surprised his subordinates. They did not know why the leader, who had always been calm and gentle, and who showed his face, was so disoriented under the large public.

Fujimoto Shimo has always regarded himself as a gentleman in front of them. Not only did he uphold the strict etiquette rules, but he also strictly required his subordinates to also follow them.

Unexpectedly, today, after seeing these three strange Frenchmen, the gentleman even started cursing without saying a word, and the curse was still used in Japan. It really made some of Fujiwara's subordinates feel incredible.

"Ba Ga, what are you still doing stupidly, don't you see the insult to us in their eyes? In the face of our brave Yamato warriors, these Nanban people dare to use such contemptuous eyes, this is right The insult of our great Yamato nation."

Fujimoto Shigeru was not originally such an impulsive person, otherwise he could not be sent to Europe by his superiors to perform tasks.

The hysterical outburst now is entirely because of his distorted and depressed character, the recent work pressure is too great, and today I just drank a little wine. As a result, I encountered Xu Jun’s sudden coercion and spirit. After seeing the attack, he can no longer control his emotions, and his current performance can be classified as a mild mental breakdown.

But where did his group of people know this, they only knew that the leader's words were correct. Since the leader said that these southern barbarians insulted the Yamato nation, then these southern barbarians must have been insulted, and look at the leader now That kind of mad dog looks like it must be insulting.

What kind of politeness is there to say, the group of Japanese people rushed towards Xu Jun with a loud voice, and many of them also reached into their arms and took out a dagger that was swaying brightly.