36: This terrible international social media

Facing the two girls' retort, Tanaka Koji was not angry.

On the contrary, a glimmer of excitement flashed through his sinister little eyes.

He raised his hand slightly, stopping the restless underlings behind him.

Then, he bowed a standard ninety degrees.

Even while bent over, his gaze greedily swept over the straight, long legs of Xia Xin and Xia Lai.

"I am terribly sorry! It was our rudeness!"

Tanaka straightened his back, his face wearing an extremely hypocritical fake smile.

"I am Tanaka Koji, leader of the Yamato Construction Group."

"We were originally a construction engineering team from Yokohama, forty-three people in total, every one of us a strong and sturdy... real man."

When mentioning being strong and sturdy, the group of Sakura Country people behind him puffed out their chests very cooperatively.

A few even lewdly made hip-thrusting motions, their eyes naked and vulgar.

"To be honest, we are extremely lacking in the... warmth of women here."

Tanaka rubbed his hands, his tone nauseatingly sincere: "Since everyone is a survivor, sharing resources is only right, isn't it?"

"As long as this gentleman is willing to part with them, we can provide a full range of infrastructure services..."

"After all, in this world, what else can women do besides that purpose? Might as well hand them over to us Yamato men to protect..."

He was testing the waters.

The positioning of this group of Sakura Country people was very particular.

Looking loose, but actually, they were faintly encircling Chen Du's group in a fan shape.

At the end of the team, there was a man as thin as a monkey, squinting his eyes and staring at the carotid arteries on the necks of Xia Mo and Ye Qiu.

That was the look of someone searching for weaknesses, preparing for a one-hit kill.

Xia Mo was expressionless.

But Chen Du could feel that the body temperature of the woman beside him was dropping rapidly.

If he hadn't gently pressed down on the back of her hand, the dagger would probably already be buried in Tanaka's eye socket.

For the current Xia Mo, there were only two types of men in the world: Chen Du, and dead men!

Chen Du was just about to open his mouth to teach this bunch of trash a lesson.

Less than fifty meters behind them, a loud explosion suddenly erupted.

Colorful flames shot up into the sky!

Accompanied by a thick black smoke that smelled of curry.

The whole scene was startled.

An Nuonuo let out a cry and hung onto Chen Du's arm like a koala.

Everyone looked back.

At the street corner, a few dark-skinned brothers with turbans on their heads were dancing in the ruins.

The leader held a large wrench and was... dancing in the pile of ruins that had just been bombed?

That's right!

It was that kind of Bollywood-style dance with neck-twisting and leg-shaking, accompanied by its own BGM.

"Oh! Shiva above! This must be God's will!"

The Indian man was full of excitement, ignoring the half-blown-up neon sign next to him.

He twisted his limbs in the ruins, the movements extremely anti-human, his joints able to rotate at will!

But under this strange Cthulhu-esque style, there was a sense of harmony.

At the entrance of a Goblin foot-massage parlor nearby.

Several Goblin thieves preparing to ambush passersby were directly smashed into meat paste by the neon sign.

"What... is the situation?"

Xia Lai was dumbfounded, looking at the building that was still sparking with electricity.

"They seem to be repairing the street light? Why didn't the street light turn on, but instead the house exploded?"

The corner of Chen Du's mouth twitched.

Watching the Indian man skillfully pull two wires out of the ruins and stuff them into his pocket, he couldn't help but cover his forehead.

"This is Curry Physics."

"In this field, even Newton would have to call them teacher. The law of causality is invalid for them."

Chen Du complained seriously, "If they want to fix A, it usually leads to B exploding, and then incidentally solves the villain C."

"It's all metaphysics; don't ask, if you ask, it's Shiva's arrangement."

At this time, the soot-covered Indian man discovered Chen Du's group.

His eyes lit up!

He tucked the wrench into his waistband and ran over while twisting his hips.

This kind of familiar enthusiasm formed a sharp contrast with the gloomy Sakura Country people nearby.

"Hey! Friend! New here?"

The Indian man showed a mouthful of big white teeth and took out a dirty little glass bottle from his bosom.

Inside was some kind of black, viscous liquid.

"Look at this! Ganges Sacred Oil! This is good stuff!"

"Apply it on your body, and sea monsters can't catch you! Apply it on your blade, and you can even cut through souls!"

"Only two portions of life essence, friend price! Absolutely amazing!"

Xiao Ai curiously leaned over to sniff it: "Really? So magical?"

"Don't touch it!"

Chen Du was quick-witted and grabbed Xiao Ai by the back of her collar, dragging her back.

"It's an IQ tax!"

"And that thing contains the entire periodic table; touch it once and you'll mutate on the spot!"

Xiao Ai shrank her neck in fear: "Eww... how disgusting."

Tanaka Koji, who had been completely left aside, had a face as gloomy as the bottom of a pot.

This kind of ignorance was a great humiliation to him.

Especially since Chen Du would rather chat with a curry-smelling madman than pay attention to him, an elite of the Yamato people.

"Baka..."

Tanaka cursed under his breath, suddenly taking half a step sideways, blocking Chen Du's path again.

This time, he no longer hid the fierce light in his eyes.

A dozen more Sakura Country people with samurai swords and crowbars appeared around.

"This gentleman, I am talking to you."

Tanaka put away that fake smile, his hand pressing on the hilt of his sword.

His thumb pushed the sword guard open by an inch, revealing a faint cold light.

"In this port, newcomers who don't understand etiquette usually don't live past one night."

"Our Yamato Construction Group is not a charity; since you don't want to trade, then leave the toll fee."

Seeing that the situation was not good.

The dancing Indian man tactfully retreated to a safe distance, squatting in the corner to watch the show while eating a melon.

Chen Du slowly turned his head.

He looked at Tanaka.

Deep in his pupils, a dark gold light wheel suddenly lit up, rotating slowly.

Buzz—!

【Tyrants Gaze】 activated!

No strong wind, no special effects.

But in Tanaka Koji's field of vision, the world had changed.

The Chen Du in front of him was no longer a human, but an ancient demon god sitting on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, looking down at all living beings!

An extreme fear rushed straight to his crown along his spine!

Even his soul was trembling!

"You..."

Tanaka's pupils contracted violently.

The hand holding the sword began to tremble uncontrollably.

That feeling was like a wild rabbit being stared at by a T-Rex; he couldn't even raise the thought of running away.

Tap!

Tanaka subconsciously took half a step back, cold sweat soaking his back.

Chen Du retracted his gaze, the corner of his mouth curling into a sneer: "What? Didn't you want a toll fee? Why is your hand shaking? Did your Parkinson's flare up?"

Tanaka swallowed, his face pale.

He realized he might have kicked an iron plate!

This man was definitely a ruthless character!

But in front of so many subordinates, he couldn't back down.

Otherwise, he would lose all his prestige, and he wouldn't be able to lead the team.

"Mis... misunderstanding!"

Tanaka forced a smile, then took out a dirty oil-paper bag from his bosom.

"This... this is a meeting gift! Since the transaction didn't work out, let's make friends!"

"This is the Warrior Biscuit specially made by our group; it's a top-tier delicacy! Great stuff!"

He handed the bag over, seemingly wanting to regain some face in this way.

At the same time, he wanted to disgust this group of pampered Huaxia people.

Chen Du raised an eyebrow and took the bag to open it.

An indescribable burnt smell rushed to his face.

Inside were thin, long things that had been roasted until charred black.

A closer look...

Those were clearly dried human fingers! Some even had fingernails on them!

"Ugh—!"

After seeing clearly what those things were, An Nuonuo covered her mouth and started dry-heaving.

Ye Qiu's face changed, her stomach churning, and the breakfast she had eaten almost surged up.

"You..." Tang Ran widened her eyes, looking at this group of people in disbelief, "You eat people?!"

Seeing the girls' reactions, Tanaka Koji finally felt a trace of perverted pleasure in his heart.

He bared a mouthful of yellow teeth and revealed a cruel smile: "This is the gift of the apocalypse."

"The flesh of the weak nourishes the soul of the strong. This is our Bushido spirit—survival of the fittest!"

"What? Dare not eat? It seems you are still unweaned children; this mentality won't survive in the Sea of Despair."

He was provoking them.

Waiting to see Chen Du show an expression of disgust or anger.

However, Chen Du's expression remained as calm as an ancient well.

He picked up a finger and examined it in front of his eyes.

"Bushido?" Chen Du sneered, "I think it's more like sewer-do."

A stray dog covered in pustules and with only three legs happened to pass by.

It smelled the meat, wagged its bald tail, and approached.

Chen Du tossed it casually.

The "Warrior Biscuit" fell in front of the stray dog.

The stray dog's nose twitched, and it sniffed.

One second.

Two seconds.

"Pfft!"

The dog actually snorted, turned its head away in disgust, and then used its hind legs to shovel some loose soil to cover the finger.

Tucking its tail, it ran away without looking back.

The Indian man couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Chen Du clapped the residue off his hands and shrugged: "Look!"

"Even a dog won't eat it!"

"You're giving people things that even a beast won't touch; your face is truly thick!"

"You!!" Tanaka was shaking with anger, his veins popping out.

Just as the conflict was about to erupt.

Buzz, buzz, buzz—

The rusty iron loudspeakers above the port suddenly made a noisy sound.

The mechanical-sounding broadcast interrupted this farce.

【Dear passengers, good afternoon!】

【The long-awaited 'Flesh Casino' is about to open!】

【Do you want infinite life essence? Do you want to redeem your soul from the abyss?】

【Bring your chips, we are waiting for you at the heart of the Sacred Kun...】

【Winner takes all! As for the losers... uh... we... we only want your skin!】