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"Small fry!" Tang Zheng spat out phlegm, ready to take down these guys and establish his dominance.
The Japanese college students were at a loss and began arguing. Two of them suggested going to the Americans, but the others disagreed.
"Don't start a fight!" An American youth dressed in a Superman costume struggled free from his companions and stepped forward, trying to prevent the conflict, "Shouldn't we first figure out where we are?"
"These guys are not good people. They just blew up the kidneys of two black men." Tang Zheng's Japanese pronunciation was clear, instantly endearing him to the Japanese students.
"Are you mixed race?" A very cute black-haired female student with attractive large eyes asked, having a teammate with off-the-charts combat power naturally gave a sense of security.
"No, Chinese!" Ignoring the girl's disappointment, Tang Zheng switched to English, "Hey, these Nordic jerk-offs are all terrorists, you guys better be careful."
