My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms - Chapter 53

Lin Hai helped Xiao Yi up.

“It’s you!” Zhao Shan, standing behind them, recognized Lin Hai.

“Brother Yi, he’s the one who saved your life.”

Xiao Yi froze, about to speak, but Lin Hai pushed him aside.

Turning around, Lin Hai first glanced at the Chinese woman nearby.

“Ugh, what bad luck. Why is it you again?” He made a disgusted face.

The woman was stunned—she genuinely didn’t remember ever meeting Lin Hai.

“On the train, I only knew you were an eyesore. But today, I see you’ve also got the makings of a traitor.”

“Y-You… Who are you calling an eyesore?!” The uglier a woman was, the more sensitive she was to being called ugly. The woman immediately flew into a rage.

Lin Hai couldn’t even be bothered to respond.

Before anyone could react, Lin Hai suddenly slapped Iguuchi Shikiju across the face.

“You’re pretty damn bold, you little Jap!”

The slap left Iguuchi dazed, unable to process what had just happened.

“Good! Hit him again!”

“Beat him up! Smack that little Jap to death!”

Cheers erupted from the crowd.

“@#￥%…”

SMACK!

Another slap landed.

“This is China. Don’t you dare spout your gibberish in front of me!”

“How dare you—”

SMACK!

Another slap.

“Your Mandarin is so damn stiff it’s making my ears hurt!”

“…”

SMACK!

Before Iguuchi could even open his mouth, Lin Hai struck again.

“Ugh, and you’ve got rotten breath too? Keep that sewer of a mouth shut!” Lin Hai waved his hand in disgust.

The crowd burst into laughter, their eyes gleaming.

Damn, that felt good!

After four slaps, Iguuchi was trembling with rage but didn’t dare speak. Instead, he turned and glared furiously at the woman.

“Y-You dare hit Mr. Iguuchi?! I’ll report you to the Foreign Ministry on behalf of Japan!” she shrieked at Lin Hai.

“Huh? Say that again—on behalf of where? I didn’t catch that.”

“On behalf of Japan!” the woman screeched. “I’m a Japanese citizen of Chinese descent!”

“Ohhh, so you’re an ultimate traitor—the upgraded version of a Hanjian!”

“Tsk tsk tsk…” Lin Hai shook his head.

“With a face like yours, life in Japan must be tough. Do the Japs have weird tastes or something? Mind telling me—how much do you get paid per adult film?”

The crowd roared with laughter again.

“You—!” The woman gasped for breath, seething.

“@#￥%…” Iguuchi muttered something to a man behind him.

SMACK!

Before he could finish, Lin Hai’s palm struck again, sending Iguuchi stumbling.

“The hell did I just say?! This is China—no gibberish allowed!”

Iguuchi glared at Lin Hai, lips trembling, but didn’t dare make another sound.

“Brother, let it go. They’re foreigners. If they file a complaint, it’ll cause trouble,” Xiao Yi whispered from behind.

“Trouble?” Lin Hai’s temper flared.

Bullshit trouble! They were already being humiliated, and yet people still worried about trouble?

“You’re a soldier—you follow discipline, politics, and the ‘bigger picture.’ But I’m just a regular guy. I don’t give a damn about the ‘bigger picture.’ And this isn’t over yet!”

With that, Lin Hai kicked Iguuchi to the ground and stomped on his face.

“Hey, Jap! Wanna file a complaint? Go ahead! I’ll be right here waiting!” Lin Hai sneered down at him.

Iguuchi’s face was pressed into the dirt, unable to lift his head. His eyes burned with hatred.

“What are you doing?! Let Mr. Iguuchi go!” The woman lunged at Lin Hai like a madwoman.

Lin Hai shoved her to the ground.

“I don’t hit women—but traitors don’t count! Take one more step and I won’t hold back. Ugh, you’re disgusting.” He shook his hand as if wiping off filth.

“You!” Lin Hai pointed at another Japanese man.

The man flinched, terrified of what this brute might do.

“Go take off his shoe.” Lin Hai pointed at the shoe Xiao Yi had stepped on earlier.

The man understood Mandarin and obeyed, quickly removing Iguuchi’s shoe.

“Damn, that’s some nasty foot fungus. You could smell this shit from miles away!” Lin Hai pinched his nose and waved his hand.

The crowd laughed again.

Even Zhao Shan and the other soldiers chuckled—Lin Hai was clearly humiliating these Japs on purpose.

Lin Hai lifted his foot from Iguuchi’s face and pressed it against his chest instead.

“Now, wipe the dirt off that shoe—on his face.”

“Huh?” The man hesitated.

“Do it!” Lin Hai raised a fist.

Terrified, the man squatted beside Iguuchi.

“@#￥%…” He muttered something in Japanese.

KICK!

Lin Hai booted him in the ass, sending him face-first into the dirt.

“How many times do I have to say it?! No gibberish on Chinese soil!”

The man scrambled up, nodded fearfully, and crouched beside Iguuchi again.

Iguuchi’s face twisted in rage, but he didn’t dare speak.

Gritting his teeth, the man began scrubbing Iguuchi’s face with the shoe.

Iguuchi winced, shutting his eyes in shame.

“Keep wiping. Don’t stop.” Lin Hai lit a cigarette and took a slow drag.

Only after finishing the cigarette did Lin Hai flick the butt onto Iguuchi.

“Alright, stop.”

The man immediately halted.

Iguuchi’s face was now raw and bleeding.

Damn, these Japs really follow orders… Not bad. I like it.

Lin Hai kicked Iguuchi aside.

“Finally got it clean. Almost let your filthy shoe dirty China’s soil!”

He glared at the Japanese men.

“Remember this—this is Chinese land. It’s not a place for Japanese dogs to act tough! The Chinese people love peace, but we aren’t afraid of war. To friends, we offer good wine. But to jackals? We bring guns!”

Lin Hai’s words were powerful, stirring the soldiers’ blood and igniting the crowd’s patriotism.

“Hell yeah! If these Japs dare act up again, we’ll wipe them out!”

“If we go to war, I’ll donate a year’s salary!”

“If there’s a fight, I’m enlisting!”

“Send me to Japan—I’ll take on all their women! My descendants will flood every corner of their country. Victory without a fight!”

Pfft!

Lin Hai almost choked.

Started off strong, but that last one took a weird turn…

‘Take on all their women’? That scrawny kid doesn’t even weigh 80 pounds. Yeah, good luck with that.

“Make way! Make way!” Suddenly, the crowd stirred.

Lin Hai looked up—several police officers were pushing through.