Chapter 184 Threat
"Master Zhou, General Miura brought the doctor to see you." Zhou Tian sat cross-legged in the cell to restore his spiritual power. The door of the cell suddenly opened, and Liu Zhao and Sanpu came in.
"Well, okay, do you know that it's very filial to find a doctor to show me the injury?" Zhou Tian raised his eyelids and looked at Miura standing in front of him.
"Master Zhou, don't make trouble for me..." Liu Zhao gave Zhou Angel a look, and then translated to Sanpu, "Master Zhou said that he was very grateful to you for sending him a doctor to show him."
"Although I still don't like your strength, I don't want you to compete with me." Miura nodded.
"When are you going to start the martial arts competition?" Zhou Tian asked.
"Look at your injury. If you don't have any serious injury, it will be five days later. You and Ye Wen will challenge me together." Miura saw that Zhou Tian was in good spirits, and the injury was not as heavy as expected. "Your fighting ability really surprised me. The last time I took action, under that kind of force, instead of dying, you healed the injury with such a lump. I think your injury should be fine soon this time." As soon as Miura waved his hand, the old Chinese medicine doctor behind him, whose beard was almost on his feet, came in and showed Sunday's injury.
"My life is hard, and I specialize in the small Japanese. I can't die even if you die. Well, I heard that you have five small strengths?" Zhou Tian took advantage of the old doctor's injury to talk nonsense with Miura. During this period, he mentioned many well-known figures after Japan, such as Muto Ran, Ozawa Maria, Iijima Ai, Koizumi Junichiro, and Matsushima Feng, etc... "General, this man's injury is just some skin trauma. I'll prescribe some external medicine and paste it. OK." After the old traditional Chinese medicine doctor said a word to Sanpu, he took out two plasters from the medicine box and said to Zhou Tian, "If you stick it in a red and swollen place, the swelling will definitely disappear within five days." When the old traditional Chinese medicine doctor put plaster on Zhou Tian's back, he whispered to Zhou Tian, "This medicine is my inventory at the bottom of the box. The last two are pasted. Give me these bastards."
"Don't treat the devil." Zhou Tian also whispered.
"Who the hell said that I had cured the devil? I came for you. If I hadn't heard that you were going to compete with this person named Miura, or if they forced me with a gun, I wouldn't have come. I wouldn't be afraid of death when I lived." After the old traditional Chinese medicine doctor put the plaster on Zhou Tian, he packed up his things and asked Liu Zhao to translate a sentence, and then slowly walked out of the cell.
"Do you have any other requirements? I can try my best to satisfy you. Five days later, you lost to me, and that's your death." Miura took a look at the old traditional Chinese medicine doctor who left and turned to Zhou Tian, who was sitting on the ground.
"Yes!" Zhou Tian shook his body. The old man's plaster really works. Although it can't be compared with his spiritual charm, there is also a cool feeling on it, and his body is much lighter.
"Say it!"
"Let the devil get out of China." Zhou Tian shouted and said, "I said something practical. There are two requirements. First, the food should not be bad. I have to get all the chicken, duck, fish and meat. It's better to have a mouthful of wine. Second, get me a pile of paper. I have to write a few suicide notes. In case I really die, it will be difficult for your godmothers to fight for real estate."
"Okay, your requirements are not high. I will fully satisfy you." Miura turned his head to leave, but suddenly said, "You know more about current affairs than Ye Wen. Although your kung fu is not as good as him, you are also a useful person. If you are willing to teach us Chinese kung fu and be loyal to the emperor, I can also give you a way out."
"Don't bother you. Grandpa, although I have always been very knowledgeable about current affairs, that's also a score. I'll be an instructor for you. I'm fucking afraid that someone will poke my backbone." Zhou Tian snorted and said to Liu Zhao, "What's going on with Master Ye? Nothing happened." Ye Wen is different from Zhou Tian. Zhou Tian does not suffer immediate losses, while Ye Wen is the surname of Ning Bending. If this is against me, nothing will happen to him.
"Master, he's fine, and he misses you very much." After Liu Zhao said something, he translated what he just said to Sanpu.
"I don't know what's good or what's good." After pointing to Zhou Tian and saying a word of Chinese, Sanpu turned around and walked out of the cell, and Liu Zhao quickly followed out.
"Grandma, why is it so much?" Zhou Tian went to the ground and calculated what to do next. Not long after Zhou Tian lay down, the prison door was opened again.
It was a Japanese soldier who came in, with a dinner plate in his hand and a pile of paper. There was a roast chicken, a roast duck, two stewed fish, and a pot of wine on the plate. He came in and said something to Zhou Tian, put down the plate and turned around and left.
"The efficiency is quite high. It's done so quickly." Zhou Tian was not polite. He rolled up his sleeves and tore a chicken leg and nibbled it. He was nibbling, and the cells opened again.
"There are more people than me in my grocery store. It's only been a while. The door has been opened three times." Zhou Tian, who was nibbling the chicken leg, looked up at Sato. After being stunned for a moment, he quickly hid this plate of dishes behind him - my mother had just eaten a chicken leg. Don't kick me anymore. Sato likes to do this kind of thing.
"Liu Zhao, you are also busy enough. I just came with Sanpu and I haven't seen it. Here I'm here again." Sunday wiped the oil on his mouth and looked up and said.
"What did he say?" Sato rowed in front of Zhou Tian with a stick.
"He asked Colonel Sato what's going on here." Liu Xiao wiped his sweat.
Sato squatted in front of Zhou Tian and stared at Zhou Tian and said, "I asked you not to win when you compete with General Miura. Although I don't think you have much hope of winning, even if you have a little chance, I will kill it. If you want to win, I will kill you on the spot."
"Why, Miura told me just now that if I lose, it will be my death, so whether I win or not, I will die. Why don't I win?" Zhou Tian felt that his life was much worse than that of Ye Wen. If Ye Wen deliberately lost, he could still live, but he would have no fucking death whether he won or lost.
"General Miura has said this to you..." Sato looked at Liu Zhao beside him, saw Liu Zhao nodding, and said, "It seems that General Miura didn't pay attention to you. He just regarded you as a plaything. However, although General Miura didn't pay attention to you, I can't take you lightly for the honor of the empire." Sato touched his mouth and thought, "Since you will die if you lose to General Miura, if you win, I will let you live..."
"What do you mean?" Sunday frowned, but Sato's words made him a little confused.
"We have a Ishii force in Manchuria, which produces a lot of interesting things. If it is implanted into the human body, it will make people have very interesting changes." Sato showed his teeth and smiled, "If you win General Miura, I will not let you die. I will send you to the northeast. I think our Ishii troops will like the strong Chinese martial arts."
"Ishii troops, bird hair, what the hell." Zhou Tian showed a puzzled expression.
"Maybe you don't know the name of the army, but do you remember the cholera that happened in Shandong and the anthrax in Hebei three months ago, that's what they did." Sato saw Zhou Tian's appearance and explained, "What they study is called bacteria, which is something that can make you sick. I don't need to say more about the two diseases of cholera and anthrax. I think you know their horror, and our Ishii troops have merged these two diseases to form a new disease. It Inheriting the most terrible place of the two diseases, do you want to try it?
"I see, you're talking about the July 1st Army, but you bully me too much and I'm uneducated. How dare you say that cholera and anthrax have merged. Who are you fooled? Even if you merge, I'm not afraid of you. We still have spiritual charms." After Sato popularized scientific knowledge to Zhou Tian, Zhou Tian showed a very frightened expression. Zhou Tian did not want to hold on all the time. Not to mention being beaten, the key was that the food behind him was going to cold, and he had to deal with Sato quickly.
"Haha, are you afraid? If you want to die happily, don't beat General Miura, and let him defeat him as soon as possible, you know." Sato saw that Zhou Tian showed a frightened expression and said with a smile.
"I fucking want to kill you. Get the fuck out of here. I still have to eat." Angel Zhou nodded vigorously, and he looked extremely obedient.
"The timid Chinese." Sato admitted that the threat was successful. After bowing his head and contempt for Sunday, he took Liu Zhao out of the cell. On Sunday, when Jian Sato had already got out of here, he continued to eat his own meal. "Grandma, let the bastard mix it up with a good meal and bring me some anthrax. Isn't it disgusting?"
In the next few days, Miura and Sato did not come, so Sunday has been quite good these days. The minimum problem of food and clothing has been solved. As for freedom and non-free, there will be a record of not going out for two months as an otaku on Sunday. Five days is not a problem for Sunday at all. The most important thing is these five days. Sunday is not idle all the time, but busy practicing all the time, so it's not very boring.
The day before the test, Liu Zhao came to tell Zhou Tian about the details of the test, and conveyed Sato's deep threat.
I have to say that Sanpu's courage is not small. He actually planned to compete with Zhou Tian and Ye Wen in a row. Zhou Tian went up first. If Zhou Tian lost, and then Ye Wen was on top. In this way, Sanpu obviously did not regard Zhou Tian as a dish, and of course, Zhou Tian had no problem. Anyway, such a way of competition is very beneficial to his side. But Sunday was worried about Sato's coming...
(to be continued)