Chapter 181: Dirty Tricks (Part 2)

Japanese, are you still playing dirty tricks on me? Andre certainly won't tolerate Japanese people. If they are lackeys, then they must be aware of being lackeys!

Andre's words were very straightforward. If the Japanese want to leave, then they have to leave everything on them behind. At most, there will be something left in your crotch to cover your shame!

Yoshida Jiro's face froze for a moment, and he was about to utter the word "baka" again. However, when he saw the cold look in Andre's eyes, Yoshida Jiro knew that he'd better obey him, otherwise, this time he would get more than just a beating!

"Okay, I'll take it off." Yoshida Jiro's attitude changed very quickly. He quickly took off his clothes. The weather in Hokkaido in April was still a little cold. He shivered all over and finally, only the one in his crotch was left.

The Soviet soldiers were amazed. What the commander said was right. It really was a towel! These Japanese people are really strange. They don't like to wear underwear. They like to wrap a towel around their underwear!

"Okay, you can go through!" The tank soldiers guarding here made way for him and watched this guy leave. Everyone burst into laughter.

"This is too much!" Sergeant Hong Er, who jumped down from the car, cast a hateful look at the Soviets here. He clenched his fists and his joints made a crackling sound.

"What? Are you not convinced?" Looking at this guy, Andre said, "Varisi, teach him a lesson with your fists. Let him know his own strength."

"Yes." Valisi unbuckled his belt, handed the AK-74 assault rifle and pistol to the person next to him, and moved his head. In just that instant, Valisi's temperament had changed.

Just now when he was behind Andre, he was very calm. Although Valisi was tall, he seemed like a gentle deer. But now, at the moment of twisting his neck, he had turned into an angry bull.

Among the Japanese, the little dog Hong Er is considered tall, but he is no taller than 1.65 meters. In front of Valisi, who is 1.8 meters tall, he is just a second-class disabled person.

And now, seeing Valisi coming, Xiao Quan Hong Er's eyes flashed coldly. He took a step back, and his feet began to shake rhythmically. At the same time, he clenched his hands into fists and spread his arms apart, a standard karate posture.

The Japanese who jumped off the car at the back started to make a lot of noise. Although they could not understand what they were saying, they could guess the general meaning. It seemed that this sergeant was the most skilled among these Japanese. They all hoped that he could teach the Soviets in front a lesson.

Lesson? That depends on whether you are qualified! Although the opponent's legs are shaking constantly, ready to strike with all his might, but judging from the size, this match is decided without suspense.

"Ha!" The puppy Hong Er yelled and rushed towards Valisi fiercely, stretched out his legs and kicked Valisi in the ****.

This is the trick he used right away! Andre was immediately annoyed. If anything happened to Valisi, Andre wouldn't mind arresting this guy and handing him over to Valisi for punishment. Damn it, so sinister!

When Valisi saw Hong Er's move, he did not dodge. As a result, Hong Er's foot kicked Valisi hard in the crotch.

Valisi just frowned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Now, it's my turn."

Seeing that this invincible iron foot couldn't even hurt the Soviet soldier on the opposite side, Xiaoquan Hong Er was immediately stunned. Could it be that the opponent had an iron crotch?

Just as he was stunned, Valisi had already made his move.

There is only one word, quick! Xiaoquan Hong Er did not see clearly how the other party attacked. He only felt a gust of cold wind under his crotch, and then, there was an unbearable pain between his legs. First, it was sore and numb, and then, he felt a liquid flowing down his trouser legs.

"The Japanese are so weak!" Valisi said with disdain. He had originally thought that they were very powerful.

Most people are afraid of being kicked in the crotch because the lower abdomen is the softest part. However, the people who grew up on horseback are not afraid of it. They have to spread their legs since childhood so that the crotch can come into close contact with the horse under them. I don't know how many layers of skin have been rubbed off, and even calluses have grown. Moreover, Valisi has practiced it deliberately.

It’s different for the Japanese man on the opposite side. Valisi is very confident that his kick is enough to smash the opponent’s testicles.

"Baga!" The puppy Hong Erqiang endured the pain and rushed towards Valisi, with a handful of shiny things in his hand.

No wonder this guy refused to take off his clothes, it turns out he was hiding a weapon!

The puppy Hong Er's eyes were full of murderous intent as he pounced towards Valisi. He felt very uncomfortable in his crotch and he was determined to make the other party pay the price!

Unfortunately, in Valisi's eyes, this guy's act was purely suicidal. Valisi stepped sideways to avoid the opponent's arm, blocked the opponent's body with his body, pulled the opponent's arm over, then clenched his fist and hit the opponent's arm hard.

"Crack!" Everyone heard the sound of broken bones clearly.

"Ah!" The puppy Hong Er screamed and his arms drooped down.

Valisi did not let him go. After breaking the guy's arm with a hammer, he hit the guy's chest hard with his elbow. The guy could no longer bear it and fell backwards, his body like a shrimp.

Valisi bent down, grabbed the guy by the neck and crotch with both hands, and lifted him up like a chicken, lifting him above his head.

"Get out!" Valisi stretched out his hand, and the puppy Hong Er was thrown back among the islanders, and he could never stand up again.

If it was on the battlefield, Valisi could easily kill a guy like Xiaoquan Hong Er. And he came here to embarrass himself!

"It seems that the Japanese must take off their clothes before they can pass through. Otherwise, they will hide their weapons!" Andre said, "Except for their top commander, who can keep a set of clothes, everyone else has to do this if they want to leave!"

Seeing the Japanese carrying this guy back in disgrace, the Soviets present shouted with joy.

"Varisi, are you okay?" Andre said to Valisi after getting in the car. Just now, this guy was too careless and could have easily avoided it.

"It's alright, Commander. These islanders are all pustules."

"Yes, their ability is to cut their own stomachs with a knife," said Dorofeyev.