City Exchange Life Club

Chapter 98: : You killed the woman I love the most

The sun rises, the second day.

It's finally over.

Zhao Yan put on a black long shirt after washing up, because he was going to fight with Fujitano this morning.

Changing gowns is not to respect the opponent.

Rather, it is more suitable for beeping.

Otherwise, why does Ye Wen dress up like this every day?

Master Ye's pretense skills are just like his Wing Chun, which has reached the realm of perfection.

"Master Gao, the slave family will come with you to cheer you on." Okita Haruko said tenderly.

Zhao Yan hugged her: "No problem."

"Yeah." Okita Haruko's face was well-behaved.

Zhao Yan was taken aback when he took Okita Haruko out of the gate of the Gao Mansion, and there was already a sea of people outside.

"Master Gao is out!"

"Master Gao will win!"

"Definitely win!!!"

Seeing Zhao Yan, the crowd immediately became excited.

Many students held banners:

Defeat the oriental masters and raise my Chinese prestige.

Zhao Yan greeted the crowd with his fists clasped. Originally planning to take a car, he instead walked to the arena on foot.

Not for anything else, just for beeping!

Think about it, today the streets of Modu are full of people cheering for him, can he let this beep go?

He has never enjoyed this kind of treatment.

So walk, slowly experience the 罒ω罒.

But it was hard for Okita Haruko.

She was wearing high heels behind Zhao Yan.

It almost didn't exhaust her to death, she even suspected that Gao Huan would not be able to beat Fujitano without her poisoning.

Because on the road, the strength is exhausted.

She couldn't help greeting Gao Huan in her heart, crazy! So far, don't take a car, have to walk!

She obviously didn't understand the heart of a pretender.

After all, although she has it, she doesn't pretend!

Zhao Yan didn't, so he pretended to be strong.

"Everyone, look, it's Master Gao here!"

"Master Gao will win! Kill the Orientals!"

"Come on, Master Gao! Defeat the Oriental Devils!"

All the way along the way are people cheering for Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan walked forward with his hands behind his back, walking calmly, his face was calm, and in fact he was already flying happily.

He was really afraid that he couldn't hold back Shen Yin out.

"Master Gao, Master Gao, you are number one in the world!" A beggar ran up to him.

Zhao Yan smiled slightly: "Just today."

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As time passed, the sun became more and more dazzling.

On the other side, in the arena outside the British Concession.

A middle-aged man with a flat head and a samurai uniform sat on the ring with an expressionless face, sweat constantly rolling down his forehead, and he was scolding his mother in his heart.

It was almost eleven o'clock noon on the horse, and he had been sitting on his knees all morning, and his feet were numb.

Why hasn't Gao Huan arrived yet (▼▼▼#)!

If he doesn't come again, Tanima will suffer from heat stroke!

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be so beeping. I would sit up and pose at seven or eight o'clock in the morning. Now I'm embarrassed to get up when I want to go down to enjoy the shade. It's so hard for him!

But at the same time, anger is building.

He wanted Gao Huan to die in a rhythmic way.

Otherwise, I'm sorry that he sat motionless in the sun for so long like a fool!

At this time, Zhao Yan was on his way.

"Why isn't Gao Huan here yet? It's been a few hours." said a reporter from China.

Another foreign reporter wiped his sweat: "What the **** is he doing, is he afraid?"

Not only them, but also the oriental and Chinese people around the arena have become impatient.

After all, the sun is too big today, it's tanning!

"Master Gao is here!"

I don't know who exclaimed, then everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then cheered collectively.

It's finally here!

In the ring, Fujitano almost couldn't help standing up and cheering, if he didn't come, he would be dried out!

Under everyone's attention, Zhao Yan in a black gown walked over with a charming woman, and stopped under the ring.

"You're finally here." Fujitano said solemnly.

It's very imposing.

Zhao Yan looked at him in surprise: "Like the one who just finished swimming, I said, don't you sit on it like a silly beep all morning?"

Fujitano: "..."

The momentum disappeared in an instant.

"Baga Yalu! Stop talking nonsense, and come up and fight!" Fujitano stood up and shouted.

He really couldn't take it anymore.

He just wants to kill this **** now!

Zhao Yan chuckled: "Why so rush to lose? Let me drink some tea to moisten my throat first."

Don't look at how calm he is now, after walking for so long, he is as thirsty as a fool.

Both paid the price for pretending to be.

"Go to slave's house." Okita Haruko hurriedly walked to the table prepared by the ring, poured a cup of tea for Zhao Yan, and took the opportunity to secretly put medicine inside.

Zhao Yan took the teacup and was about to drink it, but suddenly stopped and looked at Haruko Okita: "I was hesitant in the morning, and I just walked for so long. Your throat is not feeling well, so let's drink it first."

It suddenly occurred to him that Daxia Huo was poisoned in a teacup, and he wanted to learn from his predecessors.

"Ah!" Okita Haruko was shocked and waved his hands again and again: "No no no, I'm not thirsty, you... uu..."

Before she could finish speaking, her eyes widened in despair, because Zhao Yan squeezed her chin and forcefully poured the cup of tea into her mouth.

"You can drink if you want, don't say I don't understand Lianxiangxiyu." Zhao Yan's face was as gentle as water.

The women onlookers are always envious.

"Young Master Gao is really considerate!"

"Hmmmm, that's right, that woman isn't happy yet. She really doesn't know her happiness in the midst of happiness."

"Don't say that Master Gao gave me tea, even if he gave me poison, I would drink it happily."

Okita Haruko listened to these comments, and she wanted to die, no, she didn't want to die (ºДº*)!

"Ouch~vomit~" She wanted to spit out the tea.

But that's just comforting myself.

Soon the corners of her mouth bleed, with a look of unwillingness on her face, and she fell to the ground with a thud and kept twitching.

The onlookers were taken aback.

"She... she died?" "The tea is poisonous!"

"Wow!" Zhao Yan threw the teacup and hugged Okita Haruko in a panic: "You... what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you, don't scare me..."

"You...you..." Okita Haruko raised his hand feebly and looked at Zhao Yan with resentment.

She knew that she was being careless. This person had already discovered that he had poisoned him, so he deliberately gave her a drink.

Zhao Yanyi grabbed her hand, tears streaming down his eyes: "I know! Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you! I will definitely!"

"Pfft—" Okita Haruko was so angry that a mouthful of old blood spurted out, his neck twisted, and he died.

"lady!!!"

Zhao Yan let out a hysterical long whistle, then pointed at Fujitano and roared: "I didn't expect you Orientals to be so shameless! Knowing that you can't beat me, you want to poison me, but kill the woman I love the most!"

Fujitano was stunned: "I don't, it's not me, you are talking nonsense!"

Several Oriental officers hidden in the crowd were also stunned, and Haruko Okita was sent by them.

But how could it develop like this ⊙▽⊙?

"The oriental people with grass and mud horses! They are so embarrassed to put on the ring to compete, they are just a bunch of cowards!"

"Damn the Orientals! Down with the Oriental Empire!"

"Kill the Orientals!"

The Chinese people all over the street were filled with righteous indignation.

Journalists from all over the world also showed disgust.

These vile oriental people!

They frantically took pictures with their cameras and decided to expose the ugly face of the Orientals internationally.

Zhao Yan was very saddened by the body of Okita Haruko.

Sad smile.