Mr. Ji has already started to introduce himself. This guy is very popular and does not apologize for his late arrival at all. It seems that everyone is waiting for him like this, as if it is natural.

"Please see, this is my latest research result. I used Chinese cattle shrimp as the parent body and Hokkaido's Great Wagyu mahjong as breeding to improve the physique of the shrimp species and created the god of clove! This cattle shrimp has multiple advantages."

While introducing this, Mr. Yoshi nodded and greeted Shizui Co., Ltd., which was the leader in Kameda.

Kameda smiled coldly. Humph, let’s use our Greater Japanese shrimp to improve yours.

"Damn it, why did you hire a han? "The Left Hand Brother from the audience screamed in dissatisfaction.

Minister Wu and others looked over there. The team leader felt very embarrassed, but he still glared and said, "Where can you find such a talent? Who can be called the King of Shrimp Kings, tell me! It's better to win than lose."

They all understand, but the left hand brothers were still angry.

At the beginning of the first game, Mr. Ji's god of cloves, with a majestic body, stayed proudly on the fine sand at one end, looking down on the majestic.

Kameda seemed to have put aside his contempt at the god of cloves. With a wave of his hand, he brought the first black cloth cage.

The black cloth was removed, and the mysterious Japanese cuckoo was lit out. It was dark, with a hint of cunning eyes, which was somewhat similar to Kameda's face.

When they put it in the shrimp farm, everyone's emotions couldn't help but rise. The Japanese god was so mysterious that he made such a small thing out. Compared with Mr. Ji's God of Cuckoo, he looked like a vulgar dwarf.

"Ah, hehehe" Mr. Ji and Minister Wu and others sat in the front VIP seat, stroked the goatee that did not exist, pointed to the stage, and nodded to Minister Wu.

"What a thing, you really know how to show off." Brother Zuozhe didn't like this guy very much.

With a tinging ring, the battle began. The God of Celery held up his double pliers and looked down at the other party, as if he was disdainful.

The little Japanese shrimp turned around carefully, and his eyes moved cunningly and rushed up suddenly.

"Hurry up, fuck him!" The audience was excited.

The little Japanese shrimp had already rushed to the front, and the god of the cuckoo finally moved, waved his pliers and went up to meet him.

"Good!" the audience cheered excitedly.

Mr. Ji couldn't help laughing, and was full of complacentness.

However, the subsequent battle situation was beyond everyone's expectations. The God of Cuckoo was pinched twice, but was pinched by the little Japanese shrimp and beaten up. Not only that, he finally beat the God of Cuckoo and hit the glass tank with one force.

With a few bangs, the God of Celery Shrimp was already dizzy and was thrown there, and one of the big pliers was removed.

"Yo Xi!"

"Hakuyi!"

Several Japanese devils from Shizui Co., Ltd. in Kameda cheered excitedly.

The huge god of cloves actually lay there like a turtle grandson. The little sausage walked forward proudly, and it was so scared that it retreated back, like a slave who was scared out of his courage.

"Grass-mud horse, what's the matter!" Brother Zuo Shou cursed angrily.

"Get your hybrid shrimps down quickly and don't throw us away!"

"What is the King of Shrimp King? Are you a spy sent by Japan?" The audience also shouted.

"Hahahahahahaha!" Kameda laughed wildly, walked over from the stage, looked around the audience, and said proudly: "This is a descendant that is breeding with our Great Japanese shrimp god. It seems to be a failure."

"Yes, yes, it seems that the excellent purebred genes of Japanese marsh shrimp are not worthy of use at all," Mr. Ji, who was embarrassed, wiped his sweat. It was not just a bit embarrassing. The slap in the face was too great, so he was also anxious to find a reason to excuse himself.

"I will formally give up this experiment and will write a research paper to discuss the excellent purebred genes of Japanese shrimp in the most authoritative American journal of nature!"

"Hahaha, you are smart, do you see it?" Kameda pointed to the two cloves in the field: "Even if you improve your shrimp genes, your grandsons are still grandsons, and you will still be so scared when you see our authentic swamp grandfather."

"Fuck you uncle!" "What nonsense!" There was anger in the audience.

Minister Wu, who was sitting there, looked at Mr. Ji, who was constantly wiping sweat and laughing at Kameda, got up and left. Several officials from all over the country also got up and left, and they couldn't afford to lose this person. It was obvious that it was a point of meaning, which was a great humiliation, but on the surface they were talking about shrimp, so you can't do anything.

At this time, a voice suddenly said, "Mr. Ji, what is your name?"

Everyone looked back and saw a young man walking up with a smile, but there was a hint of coldness on his lips.

"Hmm? Young man, who are you?" Mr. Ji turned around and faced the Chinese people, looking proud again.

"Hmph," Guo Xiaohai smiled, but did not dump him. "Mr. Ji, your name should be Yoshino."

"Oh? Yosi, how do you know my name?" Mr. Ji was a little puzzled, but he was even more proud. It seemed that he had a reputation. Could this kid be his admirer? "Ah, you know me, but I'm sorry, I don't have time to sign you."

"You're shameless!" The left-handed brothers and others in the audience cursed. They all lost like this, and they were arrogant at first and respectful at the same time. You have lost all the faces of the Chinese people.

Guo Xiaohai sneered: "Sorry, I don't know who you are at all. I only know Yoshino, the Japanese devil who was almost killed by Lord Deng Shichang and Lord Deng!"

Guo Xiaohai said angrily and angry. The audience suddenly became silent, and their thoughts returned to the old society of losing power and humiliating power. Our Beiyang Navy fought with the invading Japanese fleet. The court gave the money for buying shells to Cixi for her birthday. Without shells, the patriotic general Deng Shichang resolutely drove a warship to the Yoshino. The officers and soldiers of the ship died for the country with tragic death.

The sky suddenly became darker, and the tragic emotions spread throughout the audience. Nearly two centuries have passed, and countless revolutionary ancestors have sacrificed their lives and strived for national self-reliance and self-reliance. Now our country is rich and the people are strong, and we are determined to the East of the world. Could it be that in this small shrimp fighting competition, we will still be despised by the Japanese?!

Who would have thought that Yoshino in the field was not only not sad, angry and ashamed, but also showed a hint of complacent. "It may be that our family and Captain Yoshino really have something to do. My mother is from Japan and my father is from China. However, he abandoned the Japanese women very early on. The fate was arranged. I was born by chance and received higher education in our Greater Japan. In essence, I am actually a Japanese."

Before he finished speaking, Brother Zuozhe cursed in the audience: "Your father is a good person, even your father's face has been thrown away by you!" The audience burst out loud and laughed.
Chapter completed!