Under One Person: Please Call Me Golden Flash

Chapter 82 Everyone, we've closed the door and are beating the dog.
At the foot of Longhu Mountain.

Looking at the majestic Longhu Mountain in front of him, Sato Ichiro, the leader of the Japanese invaders who had been chasing Zhao Zhen all the way here, frowned.

"Commander Sato, ahead is Longhu Mountain. On the mountain lives a sect of extraordinary Chinese people called the Celestial Master's Mansion."

It seems Zhao Zhen has already hidden on this mountain. What should we do next?

Sato Ichiro frowned, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"The Celestial Master's Mansion? A bunch of Taoist priests who eat vegetarian food and chant scriptures, what's so scary about them?"

Before he died, Yamada marked Zhao Zhen with his family's secret technique, the Blood Seal. As long as he is alive, no matter how far he escapes with that golden light, he will never be able to escape our pursuit!

We absolutely cannot give him a chance to rest and recover his strength, otherwise all the opportunities the others created for us by chasing us all this way will have been wasted!

"So, sir, you mean..."

A ruthless and decisive glint flashed in Ichiro Sato's eyes.

"On my command, everyone, get up the mountain immediately!"
Once I get up the mountain, I'll kill everyone I see and massacre the entire Celestial Master's Mansion. I'll make sure no one is left alive here!

I want these Chinese to know that daring to harbor Zhao Zhen is tantamount to being an enemy of our empire, and their only fate is death!

"Yes!"

At Sato Ichiro's command, a dense swarm of dark figures behind him rushed toward the steps leading up Longhu Mountain like locusts.

Meanwhile, in a valley halfway up Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand, leisurely signaling his many fellow disciples behind him to stop.

"what happened?"

Zhao Zhen looked at Zhang Zhiwei with some confusion.

"Those little devils actually came up."

Zhang Zhiwei chuckled and then said, "Perfect, this is the only way up the mountain, let's take care of them here."

Zhao Zhen looked around and realized that this was the very place where Wu Gengsheng met with the various sects in the original story.

Is it really just a coincidence?
On his shoulder, the little fox Hutu also gently sniffed with its nose.

"I can smell it too; those nauseating odors are getting closer and closer."

The moment Hu Tu spoke, Zhang Zhiwei and his group also surrounded him with curious expressions.

"This little fox can actually talk? Could it be an enlightened immortal?"
"Zhao Zhen, I didn't even have a chance to ask you on the mountain before, where did you steal this immortal from?"

"What do you mean, 'stolen from where'? I visited the Gao family once, and ever since then it's been clinging to me and insists on following me." Zhao Zhen rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"You ungrateful Zhao Zhen, have you forgotten that if it weren't for my nose, you would have been killed by those Japanese devils long ago!"

Hu Tu retorted indignantly.

"That shouldn't be the case. I remember that your Golden Escape Technique can teleport you hundreds of kilometers in an instant. Even if there are many Japanese soldiers, they shouldn't be able to catch up with you, right?"

"What? Over a hundred kilometers?!"

Upon hearing Zhang Zhiwei's words, the little fox Hutu immediately let out a shrill scream.

"You damned Zhao Zhen, you can clearly run hundreds of kilometers to shake off those little devils, so why did you lie to me that time and say you could only move a few dozen miles at most?"

"Huh?" Zhang Zhiwei looked at the little fox with a blank expression.

Dozens of miles?

Are you kidding me? If Zhao Zhen really only had this much ability, wouldn't I have slapped him down at the Lu family's birthday banquet long ago?

"Tsk, don't be so angry. If I had shaken them all off in one go, how would the Celestial Master's Mansion have had a chance to kill the enemy now?"

"How could I possibly waste such a perfect opportunity to use myself as bait and lure the enemy in?"

"So this is the reason why you made me live in fear the whole way, and I didn't even dare to sleep well at night, for fear that those little devils would catch up with me and kill me?"

Hu Tu's two little paws gripped Zhao Zhen's collar tightly, and his two bright fox eyes seemed to be spitting fire.
Zhao Zhen ignored Hu Tu and turned to Zhang Zhiwei, saying, "Brother Zhiwei, don't let your people from the Celestial Master's Mansion come out yet. Let me continue to act as bait to lure them over, and then you can circle around and trap them."

"good idea."

Zhang Zhiwei chuckled and then waved to his fellow disciples behind him.

Before long, the disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion hid themselves by using the mountainside.

Upon seeing this scene, Zhao Zhen smiled slightly, picked up the still sulking Hu Tu, and quietly sat down on the ground.

The bait has been cast; now it's up to these little devils to see if they dare to take the bait.

Before long, a group of Japanese strange people dressed in different styles appeared in front of Zhao Zhen.

"Sir, it's him, Zhao Zhen!"

From the crowd, Ichiro Sato slowly stepped out, glancing warily at his surroundings.

"Sir, Zhao Zhen is clearly all alone, so why is he so calm? Could there be a trap?"

Recalling Zhao Zhen's strange methods in the border region, Sato Ichiro immediately began to have second thoughts.

Just as Sato Ichiro was hesitating, Zhao Zhen, who was in the distance, slowly got up.

"A bunch of rats from the gutter chased me all the way from beyond the Great Wall, but now that they're right in front of me, they're too scared to attack?"
In my opinion, your so-called ninja way and samurai way are nothing more than this.

From now on, you bunch of Japanese rats should stop talking about ninja ways. Even Liu Xian knew to protect his land, but you rats only know how to devour other people's territory!

What ninja way? What samurai way? Bah!
Petty theft deserves to be called ninjutsu? Your ancestors must have been weasels who mated with maggots in a cesspool, resulting in a bastard—smelly and repulsive, fit to be exposed to the light!

Back then, Xu Fu led five hundred boys and girls to be fed to the sea turtles, how come he left you bunch of bastards out?

The bow-legged sycophant who licks the boots of Westerners hasn't even straightened out yet, but he dares to cause trouble in Longhu Mountain?

Let me tell you, what I did to your birthday banquet the other day was just an appetizer. When I, your grandfather, finally set sail for your Japanese homeland, I'll definitely send your ancestors for eighteen generations to reunite in the afterlife!

"Kill him!!!"

After being bombarded with Zhao Zhen's three-part barrage of insults, including a threat about his ancestral graves, Sato Ichiro's eyes immediately turned bloodshot, and he instantly lost all reason.

At his command, all the Japanese soldiers, their eyes red, rushed towards Zhao Zhen.

If we don't kill Zhao Zhen today, what if he really comes to our house and wreaks havoc tomorrow?

At this moment, everyone had only one thought in their minds: to kill Zhao Zhen!
Seeing that the Japanese devils had fallen for the trap, a strange smile gradually appeared on Zhao Zhen's lips.

"Everyone, we've closed the door to beat them up!"

(End of this chapter)