Young Master Long clapped his hands after beating a few Huaxia people, seemingly unfazed, and said:
"Let's go."
After speaking, Young Master Long smiled and gestured politely to Muto Ichiro and the others.
"A bunch of trash! Useless!" Muto Ichiro raised his middle finger at the surrounding Huaxia people.
Kawaguchi Toshio laughed while wrapping his arm around Muto Ichiro's shoulder, and the group ignored the burning fury of the Huaxia people, swaggering towards the airport exit.
Along the way, Muto Ichiro escalated the insults, leading a group of Japanese subordinates, raising his middle finger, spitting, and cursing Huaxia people as trash whenever he saw them.
Even a dozen airport security guards who rushed over were casually knocked down by Young Master Long...
**
Shanghai Suburbs.
Inside a long-abandoned house.
The yard was piled with garbage, a foul stench blanketing the area, causing nausea.
"Sob sob... sob sob sob..."
"Sob sob sob... Uncle, please, let us go."
