When they arrived at the police station, Tang Ye and Ma Yi were taken to different interrogation rooms respectively.

The interrogator who interrogated Tang Ye was Panasonic.

"Look at how arrogant you are!" Panasonic handcuffed Tang Ye to the stool and cursed.

Panasonic pointed the strong light at Tang Ye's eyes, held the notebook and shouted loudly: "I heard that you were very arrogant on the plane. You injured two citizens of our empire and insulted our Yamato nation in that way."

"Cut" Tang Ye said contemptuously in Chinese.

Panasonic clenched his fists tightly, but he was unable to attack the prisoner in the interrogation room. Because Japanese laws are quite sound, the surveillance equipment in the interrogation room is also opened 24 hours a day, and the video files are protected and cannot be modified.

, so prevent people from committing violence against prisoners in the interrogation room.

Panasonic gritted his teeth, and could only hold back his anger and asked: "Name"

"Tang Ye"

"age"

Although age is a secret for women, it is also a password for Tang Ye, which is the same as how long it is for little **, so he said: "Look at it yourself."

Panasonic raised his head viciously and then asked: "The purpose of coming to Japan"

"travel"

When Panasonic asked some irrelevant things about Tang Ye, he closed the notebook and called another policeman. He said: "This Chinese boy committed violence on the plane and wanted to enter his country to engage in illegal duck selling activities. You can do it

He took it to the detention room.”

As he said that, a stern curve appeared on the corner of Panasonic's mouth, and he said, "As for where you are locked up, you should know."

Tang Ye just shook his head helplessly and walked into the detention center on the first floor of the police station with another policeman.

Through the long and dark corridor, there were ragged prisoners in the iron fences on both sides. There were only men and women here, but men and women were not in the same room.

Another policeman took Tang Ye into the last largest room and yelled at you with a smile: "Ichiro Yamamoto, this is Panasonic's name asking me to help him take it to this room. You can do the details by yourself!

Just don't cause too much trouble, Panasonic will naturally reward you when the time comes."

As he said that, the door locked up again, and the policeman took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket, pulled out one from it, and lit it casually, throwing all the remaining cigarettes in.

There are 7 people in this room, including 6 Japanese and one black. I guess they really come to Japan to do duck deals.

One of them was lying comfortably on the ground, some people fanned him with hard paper, and some rubbed his legs and back, looking very leisurely.

Tang Ye secretly concluded that the policeman mentioned Yamamoto Ichiro was the man wearing a clean prison clothes, and he was a heavy-tasting man.

Because the black man lying in the corner of the wall was covering his butt in pain, there were many obvious bloodstains under his pants. In addition to the Ichiro Yamamoto, there were more or less bloodstains under his butts of five other Japanese men, but they were already bloodstains.

Already done.

"Brother, I'll go and pick up cigarettes for you." One of the men with sloppy hair and short stature said flatteringly to Ichiro Yamamoto.

Yamamoto Ichiro didn't say anything, but just squinted his eyes and looked at Tang Ye, looked at the smoke on the ground, and waved his hand to let the short man go.

"What did you come in?" Yamamoto Ichiro said, closing his eyes and opening his mouth.

Tang Ye sneered and did not reply. When he saw the short man picking up cigarettes, he actually stepped on the cigarette box and rolled it hard. The cigarette box was stomped off, and the tobacco inside was spread out scattered.

Come out.

"You...Brother, this kid actually broke your cigarette." The short man said in surprise.

"What, I actually broke my cigarette? Haga." Yamamoto Ichiro stood up from the ground with a carp and looked at Tang Ye with anger.

Tang Ye smiled slightly and found out that this Yamamoto Ichiro was still a Taekwondo practitioner. No wonder there were five Japanese men in the prison who surrendered to him.

"Trump" Tang Ye was not afraid and said to Yamamoto Ichiro in contempt.

"Damn it, arrest him for me." Yamamoto Ichiro shouted, and at the same time he rolled up his sleeves, crossed his fingers, twisted his head and moved his muscles.

The other five people in the prison naturally knew what it meant. Their eyes immediately looked like they were waiting to watch the show, and the black man lying in the corner showed a hint of sympathy.

"Hehe..." The five Japanese men slowly walked towards Tang Ye with a teasing look.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

After five loud wailings rang, the five men all fell to the ground vulnerable.

Tang Ye just used one leg, and a whirlwind leg knocked them all down. Only then did Tang Ye understand what Xue had been saying: "I just want to know how fierce I am, can it be

There is no one, can no one give me a shit?"

"A group of pigs" Yamamoto Ichiro cursed angrily at the five people lying on the ground.

He was already half-squatting, with his left foot behind and his right foot in front. He kicked a folded kick in the air, and the gray on the soles of his feet suddenly flew in the sky.

"Ha—" A loud roar was made.

"Not bad, very imposing." Tang Ye said with his thumb brushing his nose, and at the same time pointing his index finger at Yamamoto Ichiro making a provocative move.

Yamamoto Ichiro was even more angry when he saw Tang Ye's provocation. He stamped the ground with one foot and rushed towards Tang Ye like an arrow. When he was about to approach Tang Ye, his body suddenly jumped and used a side kick to brush at Tang Ye.

Tang Ye smiled bitterly and murmured, "I overestimate my ability", so he cleverly avoided Yamamoto Ichiro's whip legs, but the strong wind brought by Yamamoto Ichiro's whip legs made the face hurt, which showed that the force was quite strong.

After a mistake, Yamamoto Ichiro, who had lost his balance in the air, was kicked directly into the abdomen by Tang Ye. Yamamoto Ichiro took off and crashed into the wall. Before he stopped.

The five Japanese people "Big Brother" hurried over and helped Ichiro Yamamoto up.

Yamamoto Ichiro suddenly trembled all over, his throat was slightly sweet, and a mouthful of blood squirted to the ground.

"Ah! I want to kill your china pig." Yamamoto Ichiro wiped the blood from his mouth and rushed towards Tang Ye like crazy.

Who dares not respect him, Yamamoto Ichiro. With his strength in the Hei Duan area, even if twenty men duels with him, he can beat everyone down within two minutes, if it weren't for the drug dealer

The policeman pointed a gun at his head, and he might be lying in the girl's arms.

Although Ichiro Yamamoto was arrested and sentenced to only two months, not only the prisoners tortured him, but even the police in the police station wanted to give him three points, so that Ichiro Yamamoto could not retaliate against them after he came out.

, Just such a local snake, he was the only one who bullied others, and no one dared to bully him. Now that he was knocked down by Tang Ye, he was slapped him in the face.

"Die!" Yamamoto Ichiro did not dare to use hanging movements anymore, but controlled his waist, grabbed the ground with one foot, slanted his body, and kicked Tang Ye's head with his other waist.

Yamamoto Ichiro saw that his heel was about to kick Tang Ye, who was still moving, but who knew that Tang Ye's pair of iron-clad palms suddenly grabbed Yamamoto Ichiro's ankle, and Tang Ye suddenly squatted down and swept his legs.

, let Yamamoto Ichiro directly turn his back on his horse.

Tang Ye did not put Yamamoto Ichiro's ankles, but sat on Yamamoto Ichiro's waist and directly broke Yamamoto Ichiro's soles into his head.

"Hiss! It hurts..." Yamamoto Ichiro was gasping for a cold air, and his mouth kept making miserable screams.

Tang Ye pressed Yamamoto Ichiro's mouth to the ground covered with dead grass, so as not to alarm the police above his screams.

But even if the police can't hear it, they won't care, because Yamamoto Ichiro often abuses new "children". He personally especially likes the "love cry". The police have long been used to these crys, so they ignore them.

I instructed Yamamoto Ichiro as long as he didn't kill anyone.

"What are you watching? I won't give it to me." Yamamoto Ichiro's hesitant mouth roared wildly.

But the five Japanese were trembling, but none of them dared to step forward. At this time, Tang Ye's aggressive eyes glanced at the five people casually, and they became weak and fell to the ground.

"Waste, a bunch of waste." Yamamoto Ichiro cursed in pain on the ground.

At this time, the black man lying in the corner looked at Tang Ye incredibly, muttering unskilled Chinese: "Kung Fu..."

This black man has developed muscles and thick and strong calves. He was originally from South Africa. Because he heard that the Japanese duck business was very good, he smuggled into Japan. However, he was inexplicably caught by the local police.

When the black man was also locked up in this hut, he rebelled against the five Japanese men. Although the black man was beaten very badly, the five Japanese men also had bruised noses and swollen faces, and all ate the black fists.

At this time, Yamamoto Ichiro beat half of Taekwondo and subdued the black man completely. The black man lay on the ground like a dead dog, and his whole body was sore.

At that time, Ichiro Yamamoto gestured to five other Japanese men, which was to clench his fist with a half-clenched fist with a hole between his thumb and four fingers, and the index finger of his right hand poked into the hole, getting faster and faster, and the expression of enjoyment appeared on his face at the same time.

.

The five Japanese men naturally knew what that meant. They took off their pants with lewd smiles and walked towards the black man. Finally, miserable screams and incomprehensible bird songs came from the entire corridor.

When Tang Ye saw that the black man was about to dance and express his happy mood, he smiled gloomyly, and he hooked his index finger and let the black man come over.

The black man naturally understood what Tang Ye meant by hooking his fingers. After all, body language is the common language on the earth, but he wondered why Tang Ye called him over.

Seeing Tang Ye's firm eyes, the black man crawled towards Tang Ye with his painful butt. After all, he didn't know what type of person Tang Ye was. Maybe he could beat him together later, and that would be over.

It's right.

"Sir, is there anything wrong with me?" The black man spoke to Tang Ye in awkward Japanese. It seemed that it still requires knowledge to go abroad to be a duck.

"Poke him" Tang Ye said in Japanese, pointing at Yamamoto Ichiro's asshole.

The black man looked at Tang Ye in confusion, and three words were revealed in his swaying eyes, "I don't know."

Tang Ye shook his head helplessly. It seemed that this black man had not learned such profound vocabulary. And Yamamoto Ichiro and the other five Japanese naturally understood what it meant.

Usually only Yamamoto Ichiro poked others' share, but no one dared to poked Yamamoto Ichiro's butt. The five Japanese men were shocked, and Yamamoto Ichiro also struggled desperately on the ground, saying vaguely: "Save me...

…”

"Shh..." Tang Ye said to the other five Japanese.

The five Japanese naturally didn't dare to scream, otherwise, before they could speak, Tang Ye knocked himself to the ground with a whirlwind leg.
Chapter completed!