The remaining Japanese people were stunned. They did not expect that Mizuno and Nagai Jun were fans of the fan. Yizhong's hypnosis technique was immediately revealed and both acted in Noh dramas, which looked quite like that.

The masks and exaggerated performances of the Noh Drama just represent the daily life of Japanese people. It is not surprising that they snap their fingers, reveal their nature, and sing and dance. Usually, this is the virtue that they are drunk.

Li Bai frowned. He didn't know much about Neng Dramas and had no interest. The two Japanese people were so exaggerating that they didn't know what they were silenced.

"Mini No's level is not bad!"

The people of Matsukawa were dazzled and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

The other people nodded at the same time.

"Third!"

Li Bai was still rushing home, and his eyes were patrolling Matsuchuan and others.

"Doctor Li, please."

The competitive Keito Matsugawa also wanted to challenge the Chinese people's instant hypnosis to see if his will can persist.

Whoosh!

Bang!

Another one who acted in Noh Drama.

Li Bai's mouth grinned. All these Japanese people are drama masters, so they are so good at acting.

"It's my turn."

The more time comes, the less Japanese people retreat.

Of course, · · egg

Let the Warriors underestimate the terrifying devil.

"Yo!~"

"ah!"

The office used for group discussions became the Nokong Theater, with the original Japanese Nokong Theater, but Li Bai frowned.

This kind of drama is really not his own, and I really want to beat people.

In the corridor of the Huxi Municipal Public Security Bureau building, Zhao Xiaoliang was dragged away by the old man in dejectedly.

Others looked at the father and son curiously. Zhao Liang was wearing a pair of shining handcuffs. The handcuffs were shiny by the director and had never been used for use. Unexpectedly, they were used to kill their relatives for justice today and handcuffed them to the wrist of the director's son.

There is really a saying that if you want to talk about it, it’s not right.

"Old Zhao, are you?"

Someone who knew the father and son was stunned.

Zhao Biao replied angrily: "The boy is disobedient, you must educate him well!"

"Puff! Old Zhao, you guys continue, continue!"

The man at the office door closed his mouth and shrank back.

Which family taught their son to use handcuffs?

The top leader of the Shunping District Branch is really unpredictable.

"Hey, buddy, what's the matter? Robbery or rape? Could it be that I touched my wallet?"

A slick young hippie walked over from the opposite side with a smile, followed by a policeman.

This guy was wearing handcuffs, just like Zhao Liang, who looked unlucky.

"It's all your business! These handcuffs belong to me!"

Zhao Liang was so angry that he glared at the hippie guy. Looking at the ignorant look, he had entered the palace more than once.

"Hahaha, it's true that they are fellow men. The police are our dad, right, dad! Ouch!"

The young man smiled so hard that he turned around and called him dad at the policeman behind him. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a little cruel in his head.

"Who is your father? I don't have a son like you."

The policeman was also in his thirties and was not angry to withdraw his hand. An old man who had just sent him over 110 had three hands, which made people feel a headache to see.

Such garbage goods that are randomly recognized by me should be sent to remote areas for labor reform for ten or eight years.

"Walk!"

The police comrades behind both sides pushed the unlucky children in front of them.

"What's the mmp thing! I'll bah!"

After Zhao Liang took four or five steps, he turned around and spat hard.

The young man actually heard the tip of his ears and raised his middle finger without looking back.

"When paying attention to the influence, you should let Xiaobai treat you well."

Director Zhao Biao raised his hand and gave his son a thunderous thunder, which made Zhao Xiaoliang feel distressed.

The father and son took the elevator to the third floor, which were both designated as the venue for discussion between the Japanese and Huxi Public Security System Group.

Zhao Biao asked about the room number where Li Bai was, and took his son all the way, while scolding him.

"I will unhandled your handcuffs later. Don't run around. If you dare to run again, break your legs."

"I know!"

Zhao Liang impatiently handed the handcuffs to the old man.

Click!

"arrive!"

While Zhao Biao was uncuffing his son, the two came outside the door of the office occupied by Li Bai and several Japanese people.

"Ah...ahh..."

As soon as the door of the room was opened, all kinds of strange sounds came to my face.

Damn, what happened!

Zhao Biao and Zhao Liang and his son looked at each other with a look of ghosts.

Why did the Japanese people in the room get angry like mental illness? They danced and slept crazy?

"Li Xiaobai, you, you are so brave!"

After being stunned, Zhao Liang pointed to the high-energy scene in the room, and couldn't bear to look at it.

Old Zhao blinked and didn't react for a while.

It is simply bold to make fun of Japanese people.

The old Li family looked down on the Japanese people, and the Zhao family knew it very well, but they did not expect that Li Xiaobai would be so blatant.

At the afternoon exchange meeting, he openly slapped the Japanese police officer Nobita Yamamoto, forcing the other party to kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy, so that the past can be fully explained.

Zhao Liang was shocked and suddenly ran into the corridor, shouting as he ran: "Come on, come and see! Li Bai made those Japanese people crazy."

Making Japanese people who come from afar become mentally ill (psychotic) will cause international disputes, and no one can bear this responsibility.

Zhao Liang and the old man Zhao Biao happened to run into each other. There were all the evidences, but they were afraid that they would not be able to kill this guy?!

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaoliang felt very happy!

There are faults and debts, so Li Xiaobai, you have today too!

Zhao Liang's voice was extremely loud, alarming all the rooms in the corridor. Many people opened the door and looked out.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"What happened?"

Someone was dissatisfied with the disturbance of the group discussion.

Zhao Liang was still running back and forth, responding loudly: "Li Bai, Li Bai is an anti-Japanese element. He has made all the Japanese people crazy! He is committing a crime."

What?

Making the Japanese crazy?

Many people were confused, but they still walked out of the room and gathered towards the room where Li Bai and a few Japanese people were.

Zhao Liang was overjoyed and immediately led them to open the door again.

"Look, those Japanese police officers..."

As he spoke, Zhao Liang's voice stopped abruptly, and he stared at the people in the room in a daze.

The Japanese people, who were dancing and waving, sat quietly in the room, even the old man was there, as if nothing had happened.

He widened his eyes, pointed at the Japanese people stammeringly, and said, "They were still screaming and jumping just now, and they were going crazy. What's the matter now?"

Neither the Japanese nor Zhao Biao seemed to have seen Zhao Liang's incoherence.

"Doctor Li, thank you for your advice!"

Mizuno Nagaki's tone was full of gratitude. He just now experienced the hypnosis technique himself, which was indeed as magical as the legendary one.

My will is obviously very clear, but my body seems to be not my own, and I sing and dance there on my own.
Chapter completed!