Ten meters away from the gate, Chu Tian and the other two were fighting against the landlord.

When Kitano was in the National Security Bureau, when he led the elite troops to the capital to redeem Aoki and others, Chu Tian and Section Chief Niu numbed their opponents in the office. Now, in a foreign country, Chu Tian still led people to fight against the landlord, but this time it was to stimulate the Japanese powerful people.

Outside the door was a dark protester waving his fists and flags. The young ladies such as Zhuqiao were also visible. They were all screaming like chicken blood. In the middle of both sides were more than twenty royal bodyguards, with a hint of professional vigilance and helplessness.

Of course, there is endless anger in my heart.

No one expected that Chu Tian was so domineering that he saw Japanese people demonstrating at the door not only not hide, but also openly played cards and entertainment under their noses. His behavior once again stimulated Zhuqiao and the others. The originally orderly team became chaotic and even someone even contacted the iron gate.

"Take Chu Tian over! Severely punish Chu Tian!"

"Give me reputation and glory!"

Yuntian, who was about to throw out, turned around and swept over the Japanese people who were in a turbulent relationship, frowned slightly: "Young Marshal, I feel like I have seen this scene? It's so familiar, oh, by the way, during the War of Resistance Against Japan, young students went to the Japanese Embassy to protest the atrocities."

Chu Tian curled a smile on his lips and nodded and replied, "I haven't noticed you yet. When I said that, I felt a little impression. The two are indeed very similar, but the subject and object of both sides are different. The former occurs in the Heavenly Dynasty and the latter occurs in Tokyo. What does this mean?"

Yuntian smiled: "It means we also enjoy privileges."

Then he shook his head and said, "No, it's the feng shui that turns around."

Speaking of this, he threw out the pair in his hand, and Chu Tian held it down: "Just." He also threw down a pair of blindly passing by, and then continued to add: "Actually, I really want them to rush in so that I can have an excuse to beat them up, but unfortunately the bodyguards were too dead."

Chu Tian's words slowly spread, so the royal bodyguards and others heard it. They were already a little tired and immediately raised their fighting spirit and guarded the door tightly to prevent Zhuqiao and the others from rushing in. This was not to protect Chu Tian, ​​but to protect the lives of their compatriots.

But Zhuqiao and the others seemed to have not heard it, and still screamed: "Take the murderer."

Chu Tian threw out several cards in a row and cleaned them up. Then, while the cards were being reshuffled, he picked up a glass of red wine to scan Zhuqiao and the others. His playful eyes and comfortable expression made the demonstrators even more angry. If they had not temporarily pulled the power grid around, someone would have been in.

Even so, the bodyguards remained fully focused.

Chu Tian ignored their anger. At this time, what he focused on was each other's mentality. Whoever could be more patient would be the winner. On the contrary, if he was angry and attacked by Zhuqiao and others, he would fall into their trap. You must know that more than ten media outlets are about to move not far away.

Obviously, they are ready to distort the facts at any time.

Chu Tian and the other two played cards for nearly two hours, and Zhuqiao and the others also called for more than a hundred minutes. Unfortunately, Chu Tian was not influenced by them from beginning to end, so they let them shout and shouted in anger. Even though the number of protesters increased to 300, they almost wanted to demolish the royal apartment, Chu Tian did not frown.

But he felt that there were too many people, so he lost his interest in playing cards and returned to the apartment to watch Ultraman fight monsters. When the scene was intense, Kitani Jingzi leaned over from the side again. Before she could say anything, Chu Tian first said: "Miss Jingzi, when will the Emperor meet me?"

The old man wanted to reconcile his grudges with the prince, but he disappeared once he returned to the palace. Although Chu Tian didn't know what he was playing and was not worried about his safety, he still wanted to see the old man beat up and solve the problem of Masako Jinggong, so that he could rest assured.

Thinking of this, he asked Jingzi questions.

Kitagawa Jingzi was slightly stunned, and then replied in a low voice: "I don't know, he just said that we should protect the young man at all costs. When he handles the matter well, he will find the young man. I think it should be just in the past two days. If the young man has any boredom, I can tell me, and I will try my best to help you solve your problems."

Chu Tian glanced at her and smiled meaningfully, "Forget it, you can't even handle the people at the door, so you still say how to solve the problem. Thank you for keeping this door for me. Of course, I don't mind if you can't keep it, but there will be many corpses in the apartment."

If Zhuqiao and the others dared to rush in, he would dare to kill a river of blood.

Kitagawa Jingzi smiled bitterly, but did not respond. She glanced at the dense crowd outside and sighed. Unexpectedly, Chu Tian's determination was so firm that the massive demonstration had no effect on him. Instead, Zhuqiao and the others were furious and almost vomited blood.

In Chu Tian’s eyes, the Japanese public opinion is worse than the grass.

Keikawa Kitani once considered letting the bodyguards let Zhuqiao and others rushed in to scold or besiege Chu Tian. In her opinion, Chu Tian could not withstand hundreds of people no matter how hard he could fight, but the bloodthirsty aura he revealed made her feel stagnant. She instantly believed that Chu Tian would ruthlessly kill Zhuqiao and others.

So she ended up having to let the royal bodyguard block the door tightly.

Chu Tian picked up the tea and took a sip, then said intentionally or unintentionally: "By the way, where is Prince Jinggong? She is also an old rival to my old friend. If you have time, please let her come over and chat; or I can go to find her in person, so as not to say that I am arrogant."

"Jingzi doesn't know."

Kitagawa Jingzi refused: "The prince is noble, it is not Jingzi who can contact you."

Chu Tian smiled unanimously but didn't bother him anymore. Instead, he lay on the sofa and watched Tokyo being trampled by monsters. Kitagawa Jingko also glanced at her, and a hint of self-deprecation appeared on the corner of her mouth. Unfortunately, there was no Ultraman in this world, otherwise she could summon it to deal with the arrogant boy in front of her.

"Chu Tian, ​​I will swear your ancestors."

"Chu Tian, ​​you Chinese, get out of here."

A different shout suddenly broke out outside, and it was obvious that the demonstrators could no longer resist Chu Tian's stability. After the protests and scolding could not be responded to, they finally revealed their nature, violently provoking a series of swear words, as if they wanted to take advantage of the words and enjoy themselves.

Chu Tian stood up with a sigh, then walked to the door and drove away the bodyguard. Before the latter could say anything, the crowd outside shouted loudly, mixed with insults greeting Chu Tian's whole family. Zhuqiao even waved his fists, roaring like Chu Tian was an enemy who killed his father: "Chu Tian, ​​come out."

"You have the fucking ability to get out for me."

The others agreed in unison: “Get out!”

"Open the door and get out!"

With a large number of people and powerful people occupying moral heights, Zhuqiao and others are naturally not afraid of Chu Tian's fierceness and domineeringness, and they all ask him to come out to give an explanation. Chu Tian stretched out his hand and put it on the iron gate, sneering and pulling it open. The iron gate was locked, and three copper cores were intertwined, but it was broken by him like this.

Bang!

The thick iron gate was pulled to the side, and the obstacles were taken between Chu Tian and Zhuqiao and the others. The former also told the royal bodyguard not to come. Just as Kitanichi Jingzi came over with anxiety, Chu Tian was already standing in the middle with a body alone, and then smiled faintly: "I'm out, how about it?"

The crowd had long been intimidated by his move, and even the shouts stopped abruptly, like a cut rooster. Zhuqiao and the others all took two steps back. Nowadays, everything is dependent on strength. If Chu Tian defeated them last night was a mysterious method, then it is now concrete.

Those who can even break the iron gate will only destroy themselves when they enter.

"Greetings to my ancestors and the guys who scolded me in China, and stand up for this young marshal."

Chu Tian curled a smile on his lips, and looked at the crowd gradually moving back and snorted coldly: "Aren't you warriors of the Yamato nation? Haven't you always dared to act? Didn't you ask me Chu Tian to get out? Why, I am standing in front of you now, and you have become turtles with your heads?"

Chu Tian grabbed Zhuqiao and patted his face and said, "Did you shouted just now?"

The muscles of Zhuqiao were crackling by Chu Tian, ​​almost no different from slapping them. However, although he was still a little bloody, he was continuously suppressed by Chu Tian's high-profile suppression. His fear always overwhelmed his courage. Besides, the broken iron door, the copper core was in the sunshine.!~!
Chapter completed!