Chapter 331: I

"All 120 of you are perfect to play the Japanese devils!"

As soon as Su Meng spoke those words, the air pressure in the office plummeted.

Three soldiers suddenly glared with bulging eyes, as if flames were about to burst from them.

A faint aura of killing intent seemed to seep from their bodies.

Duan Duan Jiangping and the others felt as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped over their heads, cold radiating from within outward.

They silently cursed Su Meng in their hearts.

What the hell have you been up to?

These people clearly aren't easy to provoke—they're willing to be your extras and even act as your military advisors; you should be grateful!

Someone with this status must play our soldiers—absolutely a heroic image!

How could you make them play the Japanese devils?

Do you even have any respect for people?

Before they could react, Shi Shi Dazhi had stepped forward, nearly pressing his head against Su Meng's.

He breathed heavily through his nose, squeezing out a few words between his teeth.