"Hello, Mr. Lin!" Fujiwara Chuta said politely.

Lin Hongfei pretended to sigh and said: "Oh, it was good at first, but when I saw you, it didn't work out!"

"Really? It seems that I have a very important position in Mr. Lin's heart, and I can affect Mr. Lin's mood so easily." Fujiwara Chuta smiled.

Lin Hongfei nodded exaggeratedly: "Yes, it's quite heavy. It's so heavy that I dream about you every night."

"Thinking about how to reunite you with your grandfather, Mr. Fujiwara Ryunobu!"

"But don't worry, you won't be as painful as Mr. Long Xin!"

Although Fujiwara Chuta came here just to stir up trouble, Lin Hongfei's words still broke his guard. His face changed and his breathing became rapid.

However, Fujiwara Chuta is still somewhat capable. He quickly adjusted his mood, deliberately raised his voice, and said with an angry posture:

"Mr. Lin, you are so rude!"

"I just came to say hello to you, but you actually used such dirty and vicious language to attack me and my grandfather!"

"You have seriously insulted the spirit of a deceased samurai. As a descendant of a samurai, I ask you to kneel down in the direction of Japan immediately and apologize to my grandfather!"

"Otherwise, as a young samurai, I will protect my grandfather's heroic spirit in a samurai manner!"

Fujiwara Chuta's words quickly attracted the attention of the people around him. They all looked at Lin Hongfei in surprise, curious about what happened. But after a few glances, they heard Lin Hongfei say to Fujiwara Chuta in a deep and loud voice:

"You little devil, he's showing off his flaws!"

"I knew you kid didn't hold back your shit when you came here!"

"Want me to apologize to your grandfather?"

"Is it your grandfather who wants to use the flesh and blood of my compatriots as medicine to prolong the life of his dog that should have been crushed to ashes long ago?"

"Let me apologize. Let me tell you, I only have four words for this matter."

"Fuck you!"

The loud sound clearly reached the ears of the people around. Those who could come to the dance were a group of people from the officialdom and shopping malls. This group of people quickly understood what was happening.

Lin Hongfei's voice made Fujiwara Chuta's ears buzz. Lin Hongfei smiled disdainfully and said to himself: "Comparing your voice with me is asking for death!"

"You, you insulted the Fujiwara family, I want to duel with you!"

"I will defeat you in a warrior way and use your blood to comfort my grandfather's heroic spirit!"

At this time, Fujiwara Chuta was completely irritated. He originally wanted to arouse Lin Hongfei's anger, but he didn't want to make him furious instead.

Hearing this, Lin Hongfei was not angry but smiled: "Hahaha, I can't ask for it!"

As he spoke, he clasped his fists at the people around him, and then said loudly: "Elders, brothers and sisters, I am going to have a duel with this little Japanese tonight, and everyone is a witness!"

"Come on, come on, please give us a place, and it's best to stay away. If you get blood all over you, I won't help you wash your clothes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before anyone could react, Qian Minghe and Chen Fengchang rushed over.

"Hongfei, you're crazy, why are you trying to duel?" Chen Fengchang said with a frown.

Qian Minghe's face was even colder: "The Japanese people are obviously deliberately stirring up trouble, why did you take the initiative to fall for it?"

"Quick, leave quickly and leave it to me to handle it!"

Although he had already made up his mind to have a fight with Fujiwara Chuta, Lin Hongfei still looked at the two elders very gratefully and said:

"Don't worry, you two. Since I dare to agree to this, I am absolutely sure."

"Besides, if we don't make this kid docile, he will still be able to cause trouble in the future."

"You two, just keep your hearts in your stomach and see how I deal with this kid!"

Seeing Lin Hongfei's firm attitude, Qian Minghe and Chen Fengchang could only sigh helplessly.

But the two of them did not just sit idly by. Qian Minghe immediately called the adjutant and asked the adjutant to trot away to get his gun from the cloakroom.

If Fujiwara Chuta really dared to kill him, he would have taken out his gun and threatened this kid to stop. If he couldn't, he would have just shot him!

The old man is willing to risk everything. His old brother is just a lone seedling. He must protect this lone seedling no matter what!

At this moment, the people around were paying attention to Lin Hongfei and Fujiwara Chuta with different expressions. Several Japanese people kept cheering in the crowd, shouting that Fujiwara Chuta would be able to cut off Lin Hongfei's head and comfort Fujiwara Ryunobu's heroic spirit.

But immediately, some young people studying in Japan angrily scolded them for being shameless and doing some beastly things!

Naturally, the Japanese people would not give in. The two sides exchanged insults, making the whole hall even more lively.

The foreign affairs officials in charge of the ball were sweating, thinking that if you can't duel anywhere, you have to duel at the ball. Wouldn't this be causing trouble for yourself?

But they have no ability to stop it even if they want to. The Japanese people can no longer suppress it, and the own people here are even more eager to roll up their arms and sleeves!

At this time, Lin Hongfei asked loudly: "Fujiwara Chuta, tell me, whatever way you want to duel, I will accompany you!"

As soon as Fujiwara Chuta waved, he saw a follower immediately holding up a samurai sword. It seemed that he was already prepared!

Fujiwara Chuta held the knife in his hand, and then said with a bit of anger: "Of course it will be solved in a samurai way!"

"Playing with knives?"

"Okay!"

"I'll accompany you!"

"Wait a moment, I'll be right back!"

With that said, Lin Hongfei walked out from the gap in the crowd and ran quickly towards the cloakroom.

Since the location of the cloakroom was almost the same as the door, a Japanese man immediately laughed and said: "Hahaha, did you see it? He has been scared by our Japanese warriors and ran away!"

"Indeed, he didn't even look back!"

"This reminds me of the pre-Qing Dynasty. On the land of Goryeo, your army faced our Great Japanese Empire and fled in such an embarrassing manner!"

"It seems that running away is something deeply rooted in the hearts of people in the Republic of China!"

After hearing this, everyone suddenly became furious, and several old Beiyang officers with bad temper wanted to take action to deal with the Japanese.

While the Japanese man was still shouting triumphantly, he suddenly felt a cold sensation in his right ear, followed by a sharp pain!

"ah!"

"My ears!"

The Japanese man directly covered the bleeding wound and looked at his right ear that fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

At this time, everyone discovered that Lin Hongfei had returned, and he was still holding an Eight-sided Han Sword that was still bleeding in his hand. It turned out that he was not running away, but went to the cloakroom to get a weapon!

Lin Hongfei kicked the Japanese man to the ground, then pointed his sword directly at the man and said coldly:

"go!"

"Pick up your ears!"

"pick it up!"

"Then get out!"
Chapter completed!