After rushing out, although the Japanese fleet tried its best to catch up, it was no longer able to recover. Fujiwara Ichiro helplessly smashed the items in his office, his face turned pale and said viciously, "Lu Ziyu, you bastard, I must let you die!"

At the same time, Lu Ziyu shivered. He was shocked and thought that something had happened to Xiaobai? As a result, when he went back, he saw that Xiaobai was in a relatively stable condition. Although he had a high fever, Xiaobai's physical fitness was very good. He was also a master of the True Qi Realm. He could control his condition and injuries for a while.

Lu Ziyu felt very calm.

After rushing through the blockade line just now, Lu Ziyu knew that he was getting closer and closer to his motherland. At this time, Lu Ziyu's heart began to calm down, and there were a lot of emotion in his heart.

Thinking of Xiaobai in his hand, Lu Ziyu's heart suddenly felt ache, almost separated from his brother's yin and yang. Now it seems that although his life is saved, who can guarantee that Xiaobai will not be injured in the future? Who can guarantee that his brothers, friends and relatives will not be injured in the future?

Thinking of this, Lu Ziyu finally confirmed that if he wanted to protect the people around him, then there was only one way to strengthen his strength and expand his power. He must kill his enemies in the cradle, otherwise, the people around him would face danger at any time!

"Lu Sangjun, what are you thinking?" Okayama Hachiro walked out of the cab and sat on the deck with Lu Ziyu, blew the sea breeze together.

The sea breeze messed up the hair of the two, as if they wanted to blow away the bloody smell on their bodies. However, can it blow away the hatred of Lu Ziyu towards Ichiro Fujiwara? Can it blow away the hatred of Lu Ziyu towards the Japanese?

After glanced at Hachiro Okayama, Lu Ziyu felt aroused in his heart and asked seriously, "Bairang, I'll ask you something."

"You said," said Okayama Hachiro.

After a pause, Lu Ziyu continued, "Do you regret leaving Japan? Or are you willing to leave Japan?"

Upon hearing this, Okayama Hachiro's face changed. Okayama Hachiro knew that Lu Ziyu was not suspicious of himself, and thought for a while, "I can't bear to leave my hometown, but I can only choose to leave."

"Why?" Lu Ziyu asked, a little curious. Could it be because he had no choice.

"The air in my hometown is no longer clear, the familiar hometown is no longer there. The hometown in my memory is not like this, no longer the smell of the past. What am I still doing? Waiting to be polluted and infected?" Okayama Hachiro asked back.

There was heartache in his eyes, and at the same time, this kind of sadness was helpless. After all, Japan was no longer something that Okayama Hachiro could change. After all, Okayama Hachiro was just an ordinary warrior in Japan. And the so-called celebrity, the so-called Japanese master, is just a cover to the outside world.

Lu Ziyu was shocked when he heard this, but he didn't say much. Lu Ziyu could understand such a relationship, but Lu Ziyu couldn't help Okayama Hachiro because the hatred between him and the Japanese had long been unable to be reconciled.

"All the right to choose and decide are in your hands. You can do it yourself, I won't force you!" Lu Ziyu said softly.

Although I appreciate Okayama Hachiro's character and Okayama Hachiro's kung fu is also very good. Staying by my side will definitely be a great help to me in the future, but Lu Ziyu will not force Okayama Hachiro. After all, people have their own thoughts. Can you imprison other people's bodies, but can you imprison other people's thoughts?

Upon hearing this, Okayama Hachiro smiled bitterly, "Lu Sangjun, what do you mean? How can I, Hachiro, be the one who doesn't keep my word? Since I have already said to be stumbling with you, I will naturally follow you."

Although Lu Ziyu was happy, he still reminded, "But, you have to know that I will kill the Japanese with my hatred for the Japanese, so you have to consider it clearly."

Hearing this, Hachiro Okayama began to remain silent. Should he really pick up the butcher knife and chop it down at the Japanese head in the future?

"If I want to kill the Japanese, it must be for world peace, for benevolence, righteousness and morality, and for the rest, I hope Lu Sangjun, don't force me!" After thinking for a long time, Okayama Hachiro said seriously.

"This is natural. Do you think I am like that kind of unreasonable person?" Lu Ziyu smiled and agreed to Okayama Hachiro.

The two looked at each other and laughed softly. Both of them knew the taste in their hearts. Sometimes it was like this between brothers. There was no need to say too much, maybe just a look was enough.

The ship was driving rapidly on the sea, and it was rare to see Japanese warships on the next journey. After all, this place is close to Diaoyu Island. If the Japanese warships get too close, they will inevitably be disturbed and condemned by Longhua, and Ichiro Fujiwara can only follow him here.

Otherwise, Japan might really want to start a war.

Lu Ziyu stood up and looked at Dahai, and felt a lot more relaxed. Damn, I was worried that I had finally returned home after so many days. No one could understand Lu Ziyu's mood at this time. Although the task was completed, how many people could know the difficulties and dangers?

"Boss, look, look ahead! After saying that, Liu Xiahui handed the glasses in his hand to Lu Ziyu.

Lu Ziyu took it and saw it, shocked. Damn, what about thousands of ships? This momentum is too magnificent. When I think about it carefully, Ichiro Fujiwara seems to look down on him a little more than 100 ships chasing him.

Every day, the flag of the Longhua Republic was cast on the fishing boats. Lu Ziyu completely relaxed at this time, "Xiaohui, go find a piece of cloth to hit the national flag! Damn, finally there is no need to worry and be scared!"

After breathing, Lu Ziyu's mood suddenly improved a lot. Just as Liu Xiahui shook the flag, Li Yuan was also watching with a telescope on the fishing boat.

"Huh? Could it be that stinky brat's ship?" A surprised voice sounded again, "Damn, it's probably this stinky brat. Others can't draw such an ugly national flag!"

Liu Xiahui's national flag was really ugly, and he didn't even put the five-pointed star in the right direction. Fortunately, Li Yuan is familiar with Lu Ziyu and others, otherwise he might have really shot and bombarded him!

......

"Hello, Chief!" Lu Ziyu and Liu Xiahui took off their clothes and kept yelling, completely losing their style of a soldier. What's more, they were the former military god? "Old Chief, I miss you so much!"

Li Yuan saw the angrily, shook his head helplessly, and cursed: These two sluts! Then he said to the adjutant beside him, drive the boat over to me!
Chapter completed!