Matsui Ichiro clearly knew his stuff. Although he looked down on the little wooden sword at first glance, he immediately became solemn upon closer inspection.
Without asking Zhao Youliang's opinion, he reached out to take the small wooden knife.
Seeing this, Zhao Youliang sneered inwardly, but did not stop them, and simply waited for the other party to suffer.
As it turns out, the young general's treasures were not something that foreign tribes could touch at will.
The moment Matsui Ichiro's fingertip touched the small wooden knife, it suddenly vibrated with a buzzing sound.
It emits sounds that can only be heard by those "inside the door".
"A small knife floats in the sky; to kill someone, first stab yourself in the waist."
"Seven Wounds Blade, here I come!"
Zhao Youliang was shocked to see this and realized that he had gone too far with his "joke" and had gotten himself involved as well.
She quickly tried to lift her clothes to reveal her large waist.
Just then, the little wooden knife suddenly stopped, and the young general's sleazy voice came again.
"Oh, so you're fighting the Japanese... Then you don't need to tie your waist!"
After the sound, a flash of light appeared, and the blade slashed straight at Matsui Ichiro's right hand.
At the critical moment, the blood-red Guanyin phantom that had knocked away the grasshopper demon reappeared and actually blocked the ever-victorious little wooden knife!
The two remained locked in a stalemate in the air, resulting in a situation where neither side could gain the upper hand!
"this?!"
Upon seeing this, both Zhao Youliang and Matsui Ichiro were greatly surprised.
Not wanting to cause a stir, they each withdrew their respective "magic weapons".
Matsui Ichiro sneered: "I didn't expect you to be such a hidden master. My apologies!"
Zhao Youliang ignored him, turned around while holding Egg Boy, and concealed his inner shock.
There's no way I can help but be shocked!
You should know that the little wooden knife was the young general's masterpiece. Although it was just a doodle, the young general was a very important person.
Anything that can block a small wooden knife is definitely extraordinary!
Not only Zhao Youliang was shocked, but Matsui Ichiro's heart was also in turmoil.
He kept repeating, as if possessed: Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!
What was that thing just now? How could it possibly stop the "national treasure" of our Great Japanese Empire?
Meanwhile, on Zhao Youliang's side:
The little face of Chang Jie, who was in his arms, was suddenly filled with sadness.
Tears the size of grains of rice rolled down his face.
Zhao Youliang was startled upon seeing this and quickly asked, "Egg Boy, what's wrong?"
"Tell me immediately if you feel unwell!"
Chang Jie just shook his head, his eyes filled with confusion.
"I don't know, I just want to cry. I want to cry when I see that red Guanyin statue of the bad guys."
"Quantum, there are so many wronged souls up there, countless wronged souls, all of them are our people!"
"What?!" Zhao Youliang was both shocked and furious upon hearing this: "Egg Boy, are you saying that bastard is indiscriminately killing innocent people in our country?"
"I don't know, I don't know..." Chang Jie shook his chubby little head repeatedly upon hearing this, and cried even harder.
"Quantum, I want my dad to whip that little Japanese devil to death with his big tail!"
Seeing Chang Jie's appearance and recalling the blood-red Guanyin phantom from earlier, Liao Zhiyuan, who came from a prestigious school, suddenly changed his expression drastically.
Anger, humiliation, sadness, and many other emotions were expressed.
Zhao Youliang was even more surprised: "Xiao Liao, what's wrong with you now?"
Liao Zhiyuan first glared fiercely at Matsui Ichiro, then lowered his voice and spoke with resentment.
"Brother Quantum, if I'm not mistaken, the avatar that the Japanese devils just summoned was the infamous 'Avalokitesvara of Asian Reconstruction'!"
"He can use the illusory image of the Xingya Guanyin, and his surname is Matsui, so he must be a descendant of that beast from back then!"
"No, I'm going to kill him right now!"
After saying that, Liao Zhiyuan, who was usually calm, actually unbuckled his seatbelt.
If Zhao Youliang hadn't grabbed him, he really would have rushed over and fought Matsui Ichiro to the death.
Zhao Youliang grabbed Liao Zhiyuan and said, "Xiao Liao, what's the matter? You at least need to explain it to me!"
"Let's get this straight, we'll kill that little Japanese devil together, brother!"
Hearing Zhao Youliang say this, Liao Zhiyuan barely managed to suppress his anger and told Zhao Youliang about the origin of Xingya Guanyin.
This all began during World War II, during the darkest days of the Chinese nation.
Let's start with a war criminal named "Matsui Iwane"!
During the invasion of China, Matsui Iwane committed crimes against the people of Nanjing that can never be forgiven.
Even after Matsui Iwane returned to Japan, his cruel acts against China did not cease.
Before leaving Nanjing, Matsui Iwane had ten jars of soil mixed with the blood of the Chinese people dug up in Dachang Town, Nanjing.
Then, using this soil, they built a bronze-colored "Xingya Guanyin Statue" that is 3.3 meters high and weighs 600 kilograms.
The term "Xingya" means "to make the countries of Asia prosperous".
In reality, Japan's true intention is to make Asian countries recognize Japan as their leader and be led by Japan.
After hearing Liao Zhiyuan's story, Zhao Youliang, who was already possessed by demons, could no longer bear it.
Not only did he stop holding onto the other person, he also unbuckled his own seatbelt first.
Before Matsui Ichiro could react, he landed a heavy punch on the other man's nose.
"Go to hell with the Japanese!"
"If I don't beat you to death today, I'll have wasted my life!"
As Zhao Youliang took action, Liao Zhiyuan was naturally not to be outdone.
He then swung his fist and slammed it down on Matsui Ichiro, shouting, "Count me in! Count me in!"
"If I don't beat this bastard to death today, I'll be letting down my ancestors!"
Because Zhao Youliang and Liao Zhiyuan used purely physical attacks this time, the Crimson Guanyin did not appear automatically.
Matsui Ichiro was an old and frail Onmyoji, and with the seatbelt restraining him, he was no match for Zhao Youliang and his companion.
In the blink of an eye, he had been beaten into a pig's head by Zhao Youliang and his companion.
The piercing scream startled the other passengers, who all stood up to look, and naturally attracted the attention of the flight attendants as well.
While calming the other passengers, the flight attendants worked hard to pull Zhao Youliang and Liao Zhiyuan, who were already in a frenzy, apart.
"Please calm down, both of you. Let's talk this out!"
When Zhao Youliang's temper flares up, he doesn't care about anything else.
Seeing that he was being pulled away, he simply took off his size 41 smelly shoes and slammed them hard into Matsui Ichiro's face.
With a loud crack, blood splattered everywhere again.
"Speak properly to his uncle!"
"No, we must kill this old Japanese devil today!!"
If it weren't for the fear of causing panic, Zhao Youliang would have even closed the door and released the yellow dog!
After venting his anger, Liao Zhiyuan calmed down a bit and realized that he shouldn't fight on the plane.
Moreover, things in the supernatural world are not convenient to tell ordinary people.
So he asked the flight attendant for paper and pen and quickly wrote down everything that had happened.
He then asked the other party to pass it on to the captain, who was Chen Qi, whom he had just met.
The flight attendant knew they knew each other, so she didn't refuse and immediately did as she was told.
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