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Chapter 374: Saving Mr. Nanzhu

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    And Xia Yang also realized that he could not let Matsubara Yuko see his face.  So he always turned his face towards the blind spot of Matsubara Yuko's sight.

    The less he could see it, the more Matsubara Yuko wanted to see it, and he looked over and over again.  Finally, he simply stood up and walked over here.

    Now everyone has drunk a lot of wine, and the original seating arrangement has been chaotic.  People were standing up and toasting everywhere.

    Therefore, Matsubara Yuko took this opportunity to see clearly the face of the suspicious officer.

    Seeing that Matsubara Yuko was getting closer and closer, he would be in front of him in a few steps at most.  Xia Yang had an idea, stretched out his hand, dug into his throat, and began to vomit crazily.

    Xia Yang vomited all the food and wine that he had eaten just now.  After vomiting, Xia Yang wasn't done yet. He tilted his body and a dog ate the shit. His cheek happened to fall on the pile of vomit just now.

    Although I feel a little nauseous, the situation is urgent now. If I don¡¯t feel disgusted, my life may be at stake here. How can Xia Yang care so much?

    The officers of the 7th Regiment beside him were already familiar with Xia Yang, so they laughed and helped Xia Yang up.

    ¡°You just said that you can¡¯t pour a thousand cups, but it turned out that you were all lying to us, hahahaha!¡±

    Xia Yang, whose face was covered with vomit, suddenly raised his head, picked up the wine bottle on the table, and said loudly: "Who said that, I can still drink!"

    After saying that, he shook his head and accurately threw the vomit on Matsubara Yuko's fair cheeks.

    At this time, Matsubara Yuko also saw Xia Yang's face covered with vomit, and her brows suddenly wrinkled.  Then he took out his handkerchief with a look of disgust and wiped away all the dirt that Xia Yang had thrown on his face.

    "Come, let's drink!" Xia Yang said to Matsubara Yuko in vague words, smelling of alcohol.

    At this time, Xia Yang, whose face was covered with vomit, let alone Matsubara Yuko, could not recognize him.  Even when Hu San'er saw it, he probably thought that some lunatic's chain was not fastened properly and he came out to disgust others.

    Matsubara Yuko took two steps back, glanced at Xia Yang with disgust, then turned and returned to her seat.

    Seeing that Matsubara Yuko was gone, Xia Yang took the handkerchief handed over by the person next to him, wiped the dirt off his face, and then said: "I'm sorry, I'll wash my face in the back."

    After saying that, he walked into the restaurant courtyard.

    Arriving at the courtyard of the restaurant, Xia Yang washed his face in the kitchen, then walked out through the small door of the courtyard and walked towards the street entrance.

    There were no people on the streets at this time, only some little devils wearing bulky cotton-padded clothes patrolling the streets.  There were also a few Japanese soldiers chatting and laughing at the street entrance.  The cold air exhaled from his mouth was like exhaling a cigarette.

    Xia Yang walked out along the street full of fallen leaves. The little devils guarding the street did not stop him.  When Xia Yang was leaving, he asked if he could send him back, but Xia Yang declined.

    Just after crossing two streets, Xia Yang suddenly heard a woman's scream from the darkness.

    In the cold and lonely night, this scream seemed particularly harsh.

    Hearing that scream, Xia Yang's ears immediately stood up. Following the direction of the sound, he walked quickly over, but there was no sign of the drunken state he had just fallen into.

    After passing a street corner, Xia Yang saw several little devils surrounding a woman in an alley not far away.

    They held rifles in their hands, and from time to time they let out wild and weird laughter.  The woman, on the other hand, had been forced into the corner by the bright bayonets on their rifles.

    "Be honest and obedient, or we will be rude!" a Japanese soldier said with a laugh.

    They obviously also drank some wine, and under the influence of the wine, they started to rob the women here.  In fact, they just didn't have the energy to drink. If they robbed this civilian girl, they would rob her, and if they killed her, they would kill her.

    "My sister is Major Matsubara, you can't do this." Mr. Nanzhu's voice came from over there.

    When Xia Yang heard this, he became even more furious, and walked towards the little devils in three steps instead of two steps.

    When those little devils heard the footsteps, they immediately held the rifles in their hands, faced Xia Yang, and shouted: "Who? Stop!"

    When they saw clearly the officer's uniform on Xia Yang's body, these little devils were stunned.  They all saluted and said, "Hello, sir."

    Xia Yang walked up to the kid at the headIn front of his wife, he shouted angrily with a mouth full of alcohol: "Bagya Road!"

    The kid¡¯s ears were buzzing, and he almost had his eardrums perforated by Xia Yang¡¯s roar. He could only raise his head high and say: "Hai!!"

    Xia Yang slapped him in the face and knocked him to the ground.

    Before anyone else could react, Xia Yang slapped several other soldiers in the face several times in succession.

    He used all his strength in these slaps, which made those little devils' eyes flash with stars. One of them was knocked to the ground. It took him a long time to struggle to get up. He was so dizzy that he couldn't even stand still.  .

    But they didn¡¯t dare to say anything. They all stood at attention and were scolded and beaten by Xia Yang, who smelled of alcohol.

    "Do you know who she is? If Major Matsubara knows, I think you will definitely taste the torture room of the Military Police, and you will be unable to survive or die!!" Xia Yang angrily scolded in Japanese.

    Those Japanese soldiers finally believed that the woman they had just attempted to do something evil was really Matsubara Masako's sister, Matsubara Masako.

    "Get out! Bagh Ya Road!" Xia Yang kicked them and pointed at the street entrance.

    The few Japanese soldiers who had been severely punished by Xia Yang hurriedly picked up their rifles and ran towards another street with their short legs.

    After the Japanese soldiers ran away, Xia Yang walked to the corner and slowly squatted down.

    Mr. Nanzhu looked at everything just now, but because of the darkness, he could not see Xia Yang's appearance clearly.  So when Xia Yang approached her, she subconsciously took two steps back.

    "It's me, Mr. Zhu." Xia Yang took off his hat and smiled at Mr. Nan Zhu.

    "Nanzhujun has put on winter clothes, but the bloated cotton clothes can't hide her graceful figure.  A bright red scarf was wrapped around her neck.

    The bright red color was originally a tacky color, but when worn around her neck, it looked very charming.  It can be seen from this that in many cases, clothes and attires are not fashionable, it depends on who wears them.

    Seeing that the person who came was actually Xia Yang, Mr. Nanzhu, who had always had an indifferent expression, as if he was in an ancient well, also cried with joy and hugged Xia Yang.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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