Seeing that the young man looked embarrassed, Zhao Yazhi turned around and whispered to Wu Changyun, both of them showing a sly smile.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, please continue."
Wu Changyun actually knows a few simple Japanese sentences, which is more than enough to fool the other party.
The young man didn't expect that Zhao Yazhi was actually Japanese. She couldn't hear his knowledgeable words at all, and his performance seemed a bit clownish.
"nothing."
The young man tactfully left.
"Look at him. He's embarrassing himself by coming here with his level of skill."
"That's right." Zhao Yazhi also muttered along with Wu Changyun's words.
"You're not Japanese?"
The young man turned around and stood in front of Zhao Yazhi, questioning her.
"Did I say I was Japanese?" Zhao Yazhi made a face.
"You! Damn it!"
It was the first time that the young man had seen someone who dared to play tricks on him like this. She just looked better, but in his hands she was no different from those bitches.
Just as the young man was about to step forward, he saw Wu Changyun standing in front of the beautiful woman.
Wu Changyun stretched out a hand impatiently and waved at the young man.
"Come on, one hand is enough for me."
"Damn it, I'm really looked down upon." The young man saw Wu Changyun standing in front of him without moving a step. After all, he had both feet and two fists, and the other party would definitely not be able to avoid them.
The young man thought so and swung his fist, but the next moment his face was tightly pinched by Wu Changyun's hand.
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