Even Gao Xiaosong himself did not expect this.
Just because of a Weibo post.
He was targeted by the security bureau.
Meanwhile, in the mushroom house, Li Changsheng found a rusty broadsword from somewhere upstairs and started sharpening it.
That's right!
He was sharpening his knife.
And this scene…
Everyone who had just finished filming at the beach and returned to the mushroom house saw everything clearly.
"Old Master, what are you doing?”
Little Chef Huang was surprised to see Li Changsheng sharpening the knife.
"No, Old Master, is this your saber?”
Teacher He was also a little surprised.
As for the young men, they were dumbfounded.
Why was the old man sharpening his knife?
Of course.
The most confused ones were naturally the viewers in the live broadcast room.
One had to know that there were already more than 20 million online viewers in the live broadcast room at this moment.
Many of these people had seen the news on Weibo and Douyin, and they followed the link to find it.
In the end, he saw Li Changsheng sharpening his knife.
They were all dumbfounded.
"F * ck!"
"What's going on?"
"I'm a little dizzy. Why is the old man so angry that he's actually starting to sharpen his knife?”
"Don't talk nonsense. The old master isn't that kind of person.”
"It's from Weibo. Gao Xiaosong deleted his Weibo account and turned off the comment function.”
"Serves you right!"
"No, what's this old man doing? Why is he sharpening his knife to attack the pigs and sheep?”
"He can't be so angry that he's muddled, right?”
"I feel that the old master might be preparing to fight with someone.”
"What do you mean?"
"Didn't he say that if the Koreans and Japanese can defeat him, they will return the item.”
"So, this sharpening of the knife is to prepare to cut down that provocative person?”
"This is too ruthless!"
“………………”
The bullet comments in the live broadcast room instantly became lively.
Li Changsheng raised his head and glanced at Little Chef Huang and the others. He said calmly,""It's nothing, I haven't used a knife for many years. I just need to sharpen it so that it won't be inconvenient when I'm chopping the Koreans and Japanese.”
“…………”
Little Chef Huang and the others were instantly speechless.
The audience in the live broadcast room was also in an uproar.
This old man was really planning to kill someone!
"Cough cough, Old Master, Old Master, it's not that bad.”
Chef Huang quickly stopped Li Changsheng and said,""Don't worry. Since this thing is your spoils of war, no one will dare to snatch it. Our country is no longer the backward country that was beaten up in the past.”
This was the truth.
Although the Koreans and Japanese were clamoring happily.
However, one had to know that the current Yan Huang was no longer that backward country.
They wanted to take back Li Changsheng's spoils of war just because of their so-called protest? In their dreams!
"Hey, Old Master, why does your knife look so similar to the one on TV?”
At this moment.
Liu Haoran suddenly said to Li Changsheng.
"What do you mean?"
Yixing was a little puzzled when he heard Liu Haoran's words.
It wasn't just him.
Little Chef Huang and the others were also very curious and didn't understand what Liu Haoran meant.
Haoran, what are you talking about?"
Peng Peng asked his good brother.
"I'm a military fanatic. I used to especially like studying the history of the Anti-Japanese War." I remember that the broadsword team of the 29th division used this kind of saber.”
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A stone stirred up a thousand waves.
Liu Haoran's words made everyone turn their attention to Li Changsheng, who had just finished sharpening his saber and stood up.
If it was someone else holding this kind of knife, perhaps no one would think too much about it.
But the problem was…
Li Changsheng was no ordinary person.
This old man had come from the era of the Anti-Japanese War.
He was a war veteran who had fought against the Japanese and killed the Americans.
He was holding the famous saber of the 29th Division, which made the audience think of more things.
"Why are you looking at me?"
Li Changsheng felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by everyone. He casually drew his knife and said indifferently,""Isn't it just a big saber? When I taught Song Zheyuan saber techniques back then, I didn't expect him to use it to kill ghosts!”
F * ck!
At this moment, everyone could no longer remain calm.
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