Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 880 Western Press Corps!

"Your Excellency, do you want to do it?"

"Wait, these people are not guards, they are Westerners."

When Honda asked for instructions on the first two, Captain Asakura quickly stopped, because he saw through the binoculars that the cars coming out of the back were not guards but white-skinned and yellow-haired Westerners.

Although Asakura didn't understand why a group of Westerners appeared in the convoy, at least he couldn't do anything until he figured it out.

Because killing a Westerner will cause international disputes.

Although the little devils did not take these Westerners seriously from the beginning to the end, but now is not the time for them to turn against the Westerners.

Asakura frowned, and ordered Honda One or Two to bring people over before talking, and without his order, no one can act without authorization.

Honda took the lead, but he didn't dare to say anything, because he also saw a dozen or so Westerners getting out of the car.

"Come on, come and see me!"

In order to restore his image in front of Asakura, Honda One Two ordered the translator to go with his bosom friend.

But he didn't know that Duan Wu's Tokyo dialect might be more slippery than what he said.

So it can be seen how arrogant Honda One Two is. A Chinese lunatic turned the world upside down, but he didn't pay attention at all.

Of course, that's not the point, the point is that the old devil is finally honest, at least now he doesn't dare to act presumptuously in front of Qian Cang, and obediently picks up Duan Wu and the others.

When I arrived in front of the convoy when I was young, I saw a young man in a coat squinting at his position.

The rest of the people stood behind this person.

Don't think too much at this time, I'm afraid the young man in front of him is the Dragon Boat Festival.

"Really young and arrogant."

Honda One Two asked in his heart, and then asked: "You are the Dragon Boat Festival? I heard that your sword skills are very high?"

The translator was about to translate at this time, but at this moment, Duan Wu smiled and said: "I am Duan Wu, what? Do you want to ask me about swordsmanship? Hahaha!"

The pervasive smile of the Dragon Boat Festival makes one's hairs stand on end.

Although Honda Yi Er also claimed to be a master of swordsmanship, he didn't dare to try it lightly.

But the old devil was unwilling, because he had another small calculation.Duan Wu came to compete with the sword masters of the Great Japanese Empire. If the sword masters in his headquarters killed Duan Wu, no one would be able to say anything.

But those foreigners are very annoying, because he doesn't know what they do, but almost everyone has a camera on their body.

Honda frowned, because he didn't know why he always felt that these people were the most hated western reporters in the empire.

But Honda Yi Er still did not give up and asked: "Who are these people?"

Duan Wu smiled: "These are Western press corps, they come from the United States, Britain, France, Germany, Italy, the Netherlands, and other countries.

That’s right, you Japanese kendo masters want to challenge me, how can this be done without the witnesses of journalists and friends?Hahaha! "

Duan Wu laughed loudly, but at the same time, Honda Yi Er's old face suddenly turned purple.

He just said that these people looked like reporters, and it turned out to be true.

Moreover, they are not only reporters, but also the Western press corps. With them present, I am afraid they will not be able to attack in groups and let Duan Wu die under random gunfire.

His ambush has already been arranged, as long as he gives an order, everyone in the Dragon Boat Festival will be beaten into a hornet's nest.

It's just a pity that with the presence of Western journalists, Honda Yi Er would not dare to be the master, otherwise if any problems arise, the headquarters will definitely kill him first to sacrifice to heaven.

But just letting Duan Wu go like this is not enough, because before he thought of asking his own kendo masters to challenge Duan Wu, so that he could kill Duan Wu justifiably.

So it can be seen that Honda Yi Er really doesn't know much about Duan Wu, so many devil's kendo masters have died under the sword of Duan Wu, he actually wants to let the kendo masters of his headquarters challenge Duan Wu, it is completely the rhythm of death .

But the kendo master standing behind him had heard that even Takeshita Shun, who was in the eighth dan of kendo, died under Duanwu's knife.

Of course, these were all rumors he had heard. After all, Takeshita Toshi died on the battlefield, or he might have been shot to death.

But even so, there are still a lot of kendo masters who died under the sword of Duan Wu, and the kendo masters of Honda Yi Er are still a little timid.

It’s just that he just wanted to explain the situation to Honda Yi Er, but he didn’t want Honda Yi Er’s mouth to be too fast, and said with a provocative smile: “Mr. Duan Wu, there is also a young swordsman in my army. The swordsmanship, killing seven of you Chinese masters in a row. (The kendo masters mentioned by Honda Yiji are actually peasants who rose up to resist with pickaxes)”

Duan Wu smiled at this time: "Hahaha, good sword master!"

"Dragon Boat Festival, you don't need to do this kind of small scene, it's a shame."

At this moment, it was Zhou Weiguo who stepped forward and stood in front of Duan Wu.

The kendo master behind Honda Yi Er immediately became energetic when he saw that Zhou Weiguo didn't even have a knife.Because as a sword master, can you not carry a knife?
And Zhou Weiguo looks equally young, even if two people practice swords at the same age, Zhou Weiguo will be more than ten years younger than him.

These ten years have made the devil's kendo master very confident, and he pretended to be generous and said: "I don't think you even have a sword, so someone gave him a knife."

"Hi!"

Sergeant Cao on the side was about to hand over his sword to Zhou Weiguo.But Zhou Weiguo smiled disdainfully: "No need, let's start, don't waste time."

Zhou Weiguo waved to the devil's kendo master, and the devil's kendo master was very upset when he was provoked.

And at this moment, Honda whispered in one ear or two: "It's better to win, so many Western reporters are watching, and then you will be on international news, hahaha!"

"Hi!"

The devil kendo master was elated, and seeing that he was about to be on the international news, he made a pose with a huff.

The group performers were all from the Dragon Boat Festival, so they naturally couldn't cooperate, and they didn't even have one to take pictures of him.

The devil kendo master was very angry, thinking that these Westerners are really cold, don't they deserve a photo of them in a small competition?
The devil felt that he had to defeat his opponents, and at that time, when he showed off his victory, he would see if they would still take pictures of him.

"Come on, little devil!"

Zhou Weiguo hooked his right index finger provocatively.

Kaka!Ka Ka Ka!

At this time, the shutter flashed repeatedly, and the little devil was almost taken out of breath.I just made such a handsome pose and you didn't take a picture, but now he just hooked his fingers provocatively and you just clicked to take a picture?
"Baga! A group of stupid Westerners, just watch, I will let you know right away, what is the swordsmanship of the Great Japanese Empire!"

(End of this chapter)