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Chapter 30 The Chinese Are Not the Sick Men of East Asia

The next morning.

When Shen Lang woke up, Qi Qiao was already putting on makeup in front of the mirror.

When she saw Shen Lang standing up in the mirror, she took out a few dollars from her handbag next to her.

"I'll find a store to buy a suit first, and use the rest to buy some supplements. Custom-made ones are better, but it's too late now. If I find something suitable, I'll just wear it for now."

Shen Lang saw her take out the money.

I was stunned for a moment.

There is still money to be taken?

But this is also the result of his labor.

It is not shameful for a craftsman to earn a living by relying on his skills.

This is not kneeling to beg for food. It's just like this. Many people want to kneel but can't do it!
After putting the dollar away, he asked, "What are you buying a suit for?"

"Attend Master Huo's seventh day of mourning." Qi Qiao said without turning around. "Master Huo is the new president of the famous Chinese Wushu Association in Shanghai. I have to attend his seventh day of mourning. If you want to go, it's best to wear a black suit."

As she said that, she turned around and glanced at Shen Lang. "If you don't want to go, I won't force you."

"Of course I have to go," Shen Lang said. "Master Huo was a great master. Now that he's tragically found dead in the ring, it's not only a loss for the martial arts community, but also for us Chinese. As a Chinese, I have to go and see him off."

I went to a nearby suit shop.

I happened to have a suit that someone else had ordered but didn't want anymore, and it fit me well, so I bought it and put it on.

Then take a rickshaw to Jingwumen.

Huo Yuanjia was very famous in Shanghai. On the seventh day after his death, most of the people in the martial arts community came to attend, as well as people from all walks of life.

When Shen Lang and Qi Qiao arrived, the hall was already crowded with people.

There was a large funeral character placed in the middle of the mourning hall.

On the incense table were Huo Yuanjia's portrait and spirit tablet. In front of it was an incense burner with three huge incense sticks inserted in it, and on each side there was a large white candle.

Huo Yuanjia's disciples and other relatives knelt beside him in mourning clothes.

Everyone held incense and bowed to Huo Yuanjia's portrait, then took turns to burn incense.

Qiqiao walked up to a handsome young man and said softly, "Chen Zhen, I'm deeply sorry for your loss."

"Thank you for coming to pay tribute to my master." Chen Zhen nodded slightly.

As Qiqiao turned around, she saw a middle-aged man in a suit with an elegant appearance.

She quickly greeted him, "Sixth Master."

This person is the Green Gang boss Cai Liujin.

"I didn't expect you to come and pay your respects to Master Huo as well." Cai Liujin nodded slightly and added, "I have something to say to Chen Zhen."

Seeing that there was no one familiar around, Shen Lang was about to leave.

Suddenly, a group of people came to the door, led by a young man in white clothes and glasses.

Before anyone came in, he glanced around the hall and said arrogantly, "Everyone is here. It saves me from looking for you one by one."

When they heard his voice, they immediately turned around, and when they saw his appearance clearly, their expressions changed slightly.

Cai Liujin's face turned cold: "What are you doing here, you beast?"

Because the person who came was none other than his son Cai Xuefu.

Several people behind Cai Xuefu were carrying a rectangular object covered with a red cloth.

It looks a bit like a plaque.

The disciples of Jingwu Sect also shouted angrily: "What are you doing here? You are not welcome here! Get out!"

Cai Xuefu smiled coldly and ignored others' attempts to drive him away.

When he saw Chen Zhen, his gaze stopped and he walked towards Chen Zhen.

Although the people around him hated him very much, no one dared to do anything to him.

I could only stare at him fiercely.

Cai Xuefu had a scornful smile on his face as he slowly walked up to Chen Zhen, his eyes revealing pride and provocation.

"Chen Zhen, I didn't expect you to come back. That's great! In that case, let you receive this plaque."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, signaling his men behind him to remove the red cloth covering the plaque.

These people moved slowly and deliberately, as if to build the tension of the moment to a climax.

The people around couldn't help but take a step forward, their eyes fixed on the plaque that was about to be revealed, full of curiosity.

Cai Liujin, in particular, wanted to know what trouble his son was going to cause next.

Finally, the red cloth was completely pulled open, and the full appearance of the plaque was revealed to everyone.

However, when Cai Liujin and others saw the words on the plaque, an uncontrollable anger surged in their hearts.

On the plaque, there were four big characters written clearly in black ink: "Sick Man of East Asia." Each character was so glaring that it made people feel extremely angry.

These four words were like a sharp sword, piercing the heart of everyone present.

They are not only insults to individuals, but also contempt and ridicule to the entire nation.

In an instant, everyone's faces showed expressions of anger, humiliation and unwillingness, and their eyes flashed with rage.

Everyone clenched their fists, wishing they could rush up and argue with Cai Xuefu, but reason told them not to act rashly.

Chen Zhen clenched his fists, veins bulging, and his nails dug deep into his palms. His eyes slowly swept over the words on the plaque without saying a word.

Cai Xuefu wore a contemptuous smile on his face and said disdainfully: "What? You can't read? Do you want me to read it for you?"

As he said this, he turned around and pointed at the words on the plaque, reading them word by word: "Sick Man of East Asia! Hahahahahaha..."

Finally, he let out a raspy laugh.

A bearded man beside Cai Liujin could no longer contain his anger and walked up to Cai Xuefu, yelling, "How dare you laugh like that? You beast, have you forgotten you're Chinese too?"

When Cai Xuefu heard this, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a gloomy look.

He stared intently at the man in front of him and said, "Cai Jinhu, I'm warning you one last time. I've become a Japanese citizen now. From now on, my last name is no longer Cai, but Inuyang, and my given name is Xuefu. Inuyang Xuefu is my new name. If you call me by the wrong name again next time, don't blame me for being rude!"

When everyone heard that Cai Xuefu not only changed his nationality to Japanese, but also changed his surname to Inukai, a very insulting surname, they couldn't help but feel shocked and angry.

Cai Jinhu was so angry that his face turned red. He pointed at Cai Xuefu and roared, "You are simply a heartless beast! I must teach you a lesson today!"

He was about to raise his fist to strike Cai Xuefu. At that moment, Cai Liujin quickly intervened and stopped Cai Jinhu, whispering, "Today is the seventh day after Master Huo Yuanjia's death. No matter what happens, we must not disrupt his funeral. Even if we harbor hatred, we must hold it in for now."

After hearing what Cai Liujin said, although Cai Jinhu was unwilling, he slowly put down his fist.

Seeing this, Cai Xuefu became even more proud. He turned and walked towards Chen Zhen, gently patted his cheek with his hand, and said sarcastically: "Sick Man of East Asia."

Chen Zhen finally couldn't bear it anymore and immediately took an offensive stance.

Cai Liujin, who was beside him, pressed his shoulders and whispered, "Today is your master's seventh day, don't mess around."

Chen Zhen thought so too. Today was the seventh day after his master's death, so it was not appropriate to cause trouble. He had to hide his anger in his heart for the time being.

Seeing this scene, Cai Xuefu became even more proud and said, "What? You want to hit me? Come on, hit me. If you kill me, you won't have to accept this plaque."

Chen Zhen looked him straight in the eyes with anger.

Cai Xuefu smiled disdainfully, met his gaze fearlessly, and said provocatively, "What? You have nothing to say? I'm telling you, you have to accept this plaque today!"

After saying that, he hooked his finger behind him proudly.

Following his gesture, a Japanese soldier standing behind him immediately understood and arrogantly stretched out his index finger, pointing at the people present one by one.

Then, in a tone full of mockery and insult, he shouted: "You Chinese are all the sick men of East Asia!"

These words exploded in everyone's ears like a bolt from the blue, making everyone present's faces instantly become extremely gloomy.

At the same time, the two people carrying the plaque with the four big characters "Sick Man of East Asia" immediately raised the plaque high, with contemptuous and provocative expressions on their faces, demonstrating to the people present.

When the people present saw this scene, they were filled with anger and humiliation.

Everyone clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, wishing they could rush up and beat these hateful people up on the spot.

However, everyone knew that today was the seventh day after Huo Yuanjia's death, and this special day forced them to endure it temporarily.

Just when the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, suddenly, a loud gunshot pierced the air.

"boom!"

The sound echoed throughout the hall and everyone was stunned.

The Japanese soldier who had been so arrogant just now had his head blown up in an instant, blood and brain tissue splattered everywhere, staining his companions beside him red, and they were so scared that they immediately dropped the plaques in their hands.

As the gunshots rang out, exclamations and chaos broke out in the crowd.

People ran to the side, their eyes filled with fear and confusion.

The Japanese soldier who was hit suddenly fell forward and fell heavily to the ground. Half of his head was gone, leaving only a mutilated corpse.

Holding a Remington M870 shotgun, Shen Lang said word by word: "Remember this, we Chinese are definitely not the sick men of East Asia!"

Before he came, these Japs were showing off their power and acting arrogantly here. Now that he is here, they are still so arrogant and domineering. Hasn't he come here in vain?

He continued slowly, "Everyone, Master Huo lost his life for the sake of national justice. Today is the seventh day after his passing. I shouldn't interfere, but I think Master Huo wouldn't mind using Japanese blood to sacrifice to his spirit in heaven."

Cai Xuefu, who was so smug just now, suddenly changed his expression. The smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a look of horror.

He stared with wide eyes, looking at what was happening in front of him in disbelief.

He trembled and asked, "Who are you? How dare you kill us Japanese?"

Shen Lang's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand and fired a shot, hitting Cai Xuefu's feet.

boom!
Cai Xuefu was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

"I'll never change my name, I'll never change my surname, the murderer is Shen Lang!" Shen Lang's face was as dark as water, and the black muzzle of his gun was pointed at Cai Xuefu. "Tell me, was Master Huo poisoned to death by you?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Cai Xuefu vehemently denied it and then challenged him, "Why? Do you want to kill me?"

As he spoke, he pointed to his head and continued to provoke: "Come on, shoot here."

"This is the first time I've heard such a strange request in my life." Shen Lang raised the shotgun in his hand without hesitation and shot Cai Xuefu's right leg.

boom!
With a loud bang, Cai Xuefu's right leg was instantly shattered.

All are equal in front of trolls.

There was a flash of pity in Cai Liujin's eyes, but it was too late.

"what!"

A heart-wrenching scream followed.

Cai Xuefu fell to the ground in pain, holding his mutilated right leg, his face full of pain and fear.

There was a large wet spot on his crotch, and a strong smell of urine filled the air.

But this is just the beginning.

Shen Lang did not stop because of his screams. Instead, he pushed the barrel of the M870 directly into his mouth.

He said coldly, "As long as I pull the trigger, your head will turn into a pile of rotten meat, but I won't let you die so quickly. I will torture you slowly and make you live a life worse than death. I have nine ways to torture you, nine ways!"

Then he asked, "I'll ask again, was it you who killed Master Huo?"

At this time, Cai Xuefu was so scared that his face turned pale and he had completely lost his previous arrogance.

Faced with life and death, he had to admit the truth.

Cai Xuefu nodded.

"Go ahead." Shen Lang retracted the gun slightly.

Cai Xuefu took a deep breath, and while enduring the pain, he replied, "I'm not afraid to tell you, it was Takeda Yukio who ordered Huo Yuanjia to be poisoned. So? Do you dare to kill Takeda Yukio?"

Upon hearing this, the fear in the hearts of the people around them instantly dissipated, replaced by anger.

They shouted:
"Kill these idiots!"

"Revenge for Master Huo!"

"Kill them!"

"..."

Seeing the crowd erupting in anger and about to attack the Japanese, Cai Liujin quickly raised his arms and shouted, "Everyone, please listen to me! Today is Master Huo's seventh day. Since blood has been seen, and they are not the culprits, just kick them out."

He was concerned about whether Jingwu Men and the people present would be attacked by the Japanese, so he spoke up to persuade them.

Under his persuasion, everyone drove all the Japanese away.

Just as everyone was about to let the Japanese take the plaque away, Chen Zhen stopped them and said, "Wait, leave this plaque here. I'll personally deliver it to the Hongkou Dojo tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)