Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 604 Japanese Sumo Wrestling
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After leaving the house, Yang Zimei wandered casually on the street, and unknowingly came to the big square in the city center.

In the center of the square, I don't know what happened, surrounded by many people.

And all of these people were angry and excited, gesticulating and shouting.

She squeezed in—

In the center of the crowd, someone drew a large circle with chalk, and inside the circle stood three sumo wrestlers as fat as an elephant.

They were only wearing a pair of red briefs, their hair was tied up, and the fat all over their bodies was shaking up and down. They were so ugly.

One of them shouted in blunt Chinese, "You Chinese people are big sick men of East Asia, useless cowards, come out and challenge us if you have the guts."

Yang Zimei was sweating, she really couldn't figure it out, how did these three Japanese sumo wrestlers come here to clamor for a challenge?
No one went out, but all of them were angry, pointing and yelling at the sumo wrestler, and all kinds of wonderful national curse words kept coming out.

Although there were many scolding voices, no one dared to act.

It seems that everyone is a giant in language and a dwarf in action.

The three sumo wrestlers continued to say things that humiliated the Huaxia people.

"I'm here to challenge you! See how arrogant you are!"

At this time, an extremely angry male voice sounded loudly.

A young man stepped out from the crowd.

Yang Zimei saw that it was her benefactor in the previous life, the little policeman Huang Yunguo.

Could it be that he actually wants to challenge these few grand sumo wrestlers who are deliberately provocative?

Looking at these three sumo wrestlers, although there is a lot of fat on their bodies, the fat is different from the fat of ordinary people, as if they have been trained muscles.

Although Huang Yunguo has undergone physical training at the police academy this year, he is not a master. It is impossible for him to defeat any of the sumo wrestlers, and he will only be injured.

"Come on, boy, beat these three fat Japanese guys back to their hometown."

The crowd around started booing excitedly, but no one cared whether Huang Yunguo would get hurt.

"Okay, finally someone who is not afraid of death has come out."

One of them, a relatively small sumo wrestler, came out, hooked his fingers and yelled at Huang Yunguo, "Do you believe that I can kill you, a sick man of East Asia, with one finger??"

After hearing this, Huang Yunguo became even more angry, "Your mother's little Japan is the sick man of East Asia!"

After finishing speaking, he punched the sumo wrestler's chest.

The sumo didn't dodge, but stood and let Huang Yunguo punch.

Huang Yunguo's fist hit the sumo's chest, but it was like hitting cotton, the force was completely blocked by the sumo's thick fat.

He just wanted to stop, but who knew, the fist sank into the pile of fat, and then was clamped so hard that he couldn't pull it out at all.

Huang Yunguo also punched out with another fist...

In the end, it was still caught in the fat and couldn't move.

Seeing this situation, Yang Zimei couldn't help being secretly surprised.

Unexpectedly, these sumo wrestlers can actually exercise their strength to the fat and fat. Not only did the fat and fat not become a burden in the battle, but instead became a shield for unloading force, and even a weapon.

Huang Yunguo's fists were clamped, and his face was flushed with embarrassment.

"Cut, it's really useless. It's actually caught in other people's fat. It's better not to go out and beat us. We Huaxia people will lose face."

Someone in the crowd actually yelled like this.

What's more, there are many echoes.

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(End of this chapter)