Everyone's eyes were wide open and they stared at the screen without blinking. Even Tang Fangjun, who had always been calm, blushed, his fists were clenched tightly, and his veins were exposed.

For a long time until the end of the news broadcast, no one spoke, as if they were still immersed in disbelief.

That's a news feed!

Inside are domestic and foreign leaders.

I've never heard that there is a singer who can perform.

Even if it is on, it is only a few words.

What about Lu Hengchuan?

minutes and seconds.

Suddenly.

Earth-shattering cheers erupted from the Lu family courtyard.

"The old five families are about to develop."

"First went to the People's Daily, and then to the News Network..
"The News Network is several levels higher than the People's Daily!
People's Daily fainted from crying in the toilet.

As night fell, there were more "lonely ghosts" on the streets of Tokyo, as if moving slowly in one direction purposefully.

If so, the manager of Xinqiao Hotel will definitely recognize some familiar faces when he sees it.

You even changed your fucking clothes, do you think you are here to participate in the party?

He was taken away by the police at noon, so he was released so soon?

In fact, Japanese law has very broad restrictions on gatherings, and there is no clear punishment.

Therefore, many times, everyone can watch demonstrations and demonstrations on TV.

There are more and more people gathered, and looking from a high place, they are full of heads.

Their hands were replaced with more threatening wooden sticks and steel pipes.

Everyone looked solemn and solemn, as if they had sacrificed their lives for the country.

Sitting in the security room, the manager Heng Er was relieved to see that everything was normal from the surveillance cameras in all directions.

"It turns out that the Huaxia man is retreating from us, and he almost believed his nonsense."

Yokoji said proudly.

A group of security guards hurriedly flattered.

"The manager is wise."

"Wisdom, the manager is simply the reincarnation of Nagakawa." (Nagakawa is a sage in ancient Japan.)
"Even if Chang Chuan came back to life, he wouldn't be able to keep up with one-thousandth of the manager."

The other security guards couldn't take it any longer, and secretly cursed at you for being shameless.

Heng Er smiled happily, looking at the security guard with eyes full of admiration.

The cursing security guard quickly said, "I think it's one in ten thousand."

"One hundred thousandth."

"One in a million."

"One in a million."

Hengji is very happy, he is sought after by others at work, he picks whoever warms the bed, that's how life is.

This is also the reason why he attaches great importance to Xinqiao Hotel.

The embodiment of life values ​​is placed here, and no mistakes are allowed.

Just when Heng Er was in high spirits, a waiter ran in in a panic and shouted: "Manager, the manager is not good, not good."

Yokoji's face was pulled down. "I'm fine, fine. What happened, yelling.

The waiter put the tablet in front of him: "Manager, look, something big is going to happen."

It turned out that all major social platforms in Japan posted a video, which was the symphony "Yellow River Cantata" performed by Huaxia, with a sentence, Japanese music is rubbish, Lu Hengchuan stayed.

Japanese netizens exploded.

"Baga! This bastard is here again, I can't spare you."

"Who the hell is that guy?"

"He is the author of the symphony and has been provoking us."

"Can anyone find out where he is now?"

The Shimbashi Hotel in Tokyo. "

"Since he dares to provoke us, he must be prepared to bear the anger."

"Go teach him a lesson."

"I'll go as well.

Pea-sized drops of sweat fell on the screen, and Heng Er was dumbfounded.

Don't drag us if you want to die!

Damn Chinese people.

"Call the police, call the police quickly! The security team all wear electric shock shields and dispersing sticks. If anyone hits the hotel, I will beat them out."

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up.quick
The security guards frantically searched for equipment.

Heng Er looked at the time of posting, three hours ago, a sense of despair welled up spontaneously.

Human heads appeared one by one on the screen of the monitoring wall, and Heng Er roared: "Hurry up, hurry up, or it will be too late."

After speaking, he took the lead and ran out, took a megaphone from the service desk, and went outside the door, completely stunned.

They are all people, densely packed, and anyone with trypophobia will faint.

The security guard who hurried over saw it, and felt like falling into an ice cellar, a chill penetrated into the bone marrow, and he shivered involuntarily.

"There are too many people!"

"Yes! Dozens of us can't stop it at all."

"Manager, what to do? What to do now?"

With one heart and one mind, he plucked up his courage, stood up, and shouted: "My compatriots, I am also Japanese. I am also very angry about what Lu Hengchuan did. However, he is our guest now. I hope everyone calm down." For a moment, don't disturb our guests, after all, this is a hotel, so we can't stand it!"

"You must not make the mistake of making loved ones hurt and enemies quick!"

call out!
A wine bottle drew a parabola, and accurately hit the head of Heng Er, who was earnestly trying to impress the gatherers with words.

boom!
Bottles splash!

Blood mixed with sweat and debris flowed down, instantly staining half of Yokoji's face red.

The gatherers are still approaching step by step.

The security guards not far away could feel the resentment emanating from them, it was so rich and amazing.

Nima!Did that Chinese dig their ancestral grave?

How much resentment?
How much hatred?
Didn't they just write a piece of music, saying that Japanese music is not good?
What a big deal!
As for it?
The police arrived at the scene quickly, took a breath, and immediately asked the army for support.

Shaking his head, the sober Hengji still stood guard at the gate, and shouted: "One night, that Huaxia person will check out tomorrow, and it has nothing to do with the Xinqiao Hotel. Wait a night, all right?" ?”

The crowd faltered, with a thoughtful look on their faces.

Heng Er saw that there was something interesting, and then said: "Everyone listen to me, your current behavior has violated the law. If you take a step forward, you will face the situation of losing money and going to jail. Everyone think it through and make a decision, okay?"

Everyone didn't dare to show their anger, for fear that a move would anger the gatherers.

Who would have thought that when the window on the fifth floor opened, a head poked out, and said in a huff, "What's going on in the middle of the night, why don't you let people sleep?"

The manager, the waiter, and the security guard all bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry for delaying your rest. I'm sorry. Please give me a little time."

Someone from the opposite crowd shouted, "Isn't he Lu Hengchuan? Smash him!"

Yokoji took a closer look, the eyeballs did not protrude.

That head is none other than Lu Hengchuan.

I saw him smoking a cigarette and waving leisurely to the bottom.

Heng Er spat out a mouthful of old blood two meters away.

Delay your sleep?
You didn't change your fucking clothes at noon, are you going to sleep?
What are you wearing!
You are afraid that Xinqiao will not die, you.

Before Yokoji could react, the enraged gatherers had already started throwing things.

wooden stick.

Steel Pipe.

brick.

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