cowardly

Chapter 177 Revenge (1)

"Xiao Yan, don't be so cold to me."

"Lin Junze, I'm sorry for you. I'm serious. No matter which of you two I'm with, I'll be sad and hurt. Days like this are scary, I'm scared, and I'm a little tired. After this matter comes to an end , Let’s all calm down for a while.” When I finished speaking, my nose was sore, and I tried my best not to let the tears flow down.

"Xiaoyan..." Lin Junze called out.

"Go, you go, I want to be quiet!" I lay down on the bed and covered my head with the quilt.

After a while, I heard the sound of footsteps slowly going away, tears streaming down my face, the only thought in my mind now is revenge, I want revenge, I want to vent fiercely!

City S is a very wonderful city. During the War of Resistance Against Japan, it was a hard-hit area. The Japanese were horrific. They carried out bacterial warfare against this. At that time, most of the residents in City S were killed, so there were a lot of angry youths in this city. , you can basically see no Japanese companies that can rise here, and the company of Lin Junze's family does not dare to openly develop here under the independent name of the Japanese head office.

There is a Wenhang Road in City S, which is a cultural area near the suburbs. There are many cultural exhibitions and activities in it. The most important thing is that there is a group organized by hundreds of crazy angry youths. They are just like the old ones. Like the underground attack, as long as the Japanese walk into this area, they will be beaten extremely badly by them. Because of the historical origin, some high-level officials here just turn a blind eye, and most of these things are left alone. Later, I was also afraid of major accidents, so I established a rule on Wenheng Road, and I hereby warn those Japanese tourists not to enter this area, or they will bear the consequences.

When I woke up, I had already formed a plan in my mind. I asked Lin Junze to help, and I sent a notice to the company to go to Wenheng Road to see an exhibition. I also sent a message to Masako Kimura, asking her to dress up to attend. Don't lose your identity by wearing clothes that reflect their national costumes.

(End of this chapter)