Blood kept spraying, and the thin Chinese, who had just stood up hard, fell to the ground again.

His eyes gradually became dimmed. After being hit by so many bullets, the breath of his life became weaker and weaker.

In fact, he could have left, but in order to get an official affirmation and to prove that Huaxia Wing Chun is better than Muay Thai, he has been staying here.

But because of his two fists, he was destined to be dominated by these Thais on the territory of the Golden Triangle.

Chachai, who had a submachine gun in his hand and had a few shuttles, was full of harshness on his lips. He roared again, "Does the sick man of East Asia admit that your Chinese Wing Chun are just flirting and not as good as our Muay Thai?"

"No...I don't admit it, Hua Xiayong is always your father..."

At the last moment of his life, the thin Chinese boxer was still insisting on his inner national justice. His eyes were very firm. Even if he died, he had to defend his national dignity.

"Go to die, you bastard!"

Accompanied by a roar, the army of fifty or sixty people fired together, and countless bullets shot on the thin man's body.

This time, the thin man could no longer hold on, and fell into a pool of blood with a "bang", saying goodbye to this world forever!

Although his death is not more important than Mount Tai, it will definitely be remembered by history, because he proves that the power of Chinese Wing Chun is indeed far higher than Muay Thai!

After the Chinese boxer died, the originally silent audience suddenly began to laugh wildly without restraint.

When they saw the Chinese being slaughtered, they were very happy, just like orphans, dancing one by one.

This group of people is completely inhumane. Saying that they are "orphans" insults the word "orphans" because orphans are also born from their parents.

And these bastards, normal people can't give birth to these things. If they had known such a scum, they should have let their father cum on the wall!

What's even more annoying is that the thin boxer has died. The group of hammers still have no intention of letting him go. They still hold daggers and keep stumbled into his body, blood splattering all over the floor. The scene is very bloody and it is simply unbearable.

Anyone who is a normal person will be disgusting. Anyone who is a normal Chinese will stand up and denounce these orphans as inhumane!

Ye Qiu could no longer hold it back. The reason why he hadn't taken action just now was because the atmosphere in this private palace was very wrong. He was always looking for where the awkward place was.

But unfortunately, he observed it for a long time and never found any clues.

Looking at the gentle look of the woman in Chachai and the woman in her arms, Ye Qiu's strong honor angered him!

It has been twenty-four years, and he has never forgotten that he is the descendant of the dragon. He has always remembered that the blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang is shed in his bones.

Now, it is impossible to accept that the lives of Chinese people are so ridiculous, and even attempt to stand on the head of the country to act as a mighty person.

He didn't care about anything wrong in this private palace. He clenched his fists and immediately prepared to snatch the body of the thin Wing Chun boxer.

But at this moment, Zhongli, who was standing beside him, suddenly pulled his "cold-blooded" sleeves, shook his head, and signaled Ye Qiu not to be impulsive.

From the moment she entered the palace, she also felt something was wrong, the cautious Zhong Li

I didn't want Ye Qiu to face the danger alone.

So, what she meant was to observe for a while, and then make sure there was no situation before avenging the Chinese who gradually became cold.

But Ye Qiu couldn't wait. He just mingled in the audience, but witnessed his compatriots being shot to death by Chaichao.

That scene he will never forget in his life, and it is unforgettable!

Although Ye Qiu was called "cold-blooded" by those villains in the dark world, he had not had a cold blood for fifteen years!

Seeing his compatriots in China die tragically in front of him, he could not stand by and watch for his own safety.

A real man does something and does not. Today, even if he loses his life here, he will snatch the body of Wing Chun boxer without hesitation and kill the cruel and violent "orphan" of Chachai!

Ye Qiu's eyes were very gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Zhongli, you will be able to help me with the Cold-Blooded Legion team. I can't watch my compatriots' bodies being ruined by these bastards!"

After saying that, Ye Qiu suddenly pushed away the crowd that was celebrating wildly, and walked to the middle of the ring with a blank expression.

His face was very gloomy, and there was a hint of scarlet redness in his eyes. This was the most terrifying time of Hell Shura. Once he was angry, it would be like the emperor going to war, and no grass would grow!

"Stop your behavior, or I will let you die without a burial place!"

Ye Qiu's voice was not loud, but it was so cold that he was so cold that he stared at Chachai. Gradually, murderous aura was already spreading in this private palace.

"Oh? Another Chinese?"

Chachai naturally noticed Ye Qiu's appearance, and the smug smile on his lips became even more powerful, because he was proud of what he had done just now. He killed his kind in front of the Chinese!

This bastard was holding a submachine gun in his hand and blew the smoke that had not yet dissipated. He did not take Ye Qiu, who suddenly appeared, slowly sat on the treasure chair, crossed his legs, and hugged the charming woman beside him in his arms and touched him again.

"Silly Chinese, you are the sick men of East Asia. Don't resist unnecessary things anymore, otherwise you will be as miserable as the stupid pig just now!"

After saying this harsh words, Chachai focused all his attention on the women around him.

It can be seen that he is really nice to this woman, and he has the intention of obeying the rules and showing kindness...

"If you want me to die, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

Ye Qiu suddenly moved, and the ghostly Du immediately flashed to the corpse of Wing Chun boxer, and kicked the side of the two consecutive times, directly kicking away several mafia who were holding a dagger in his hand and ruining the corpse.

For him, the dead are the most important, let alone this hero who fights against a hundred and vows to defend the dignity of the Chinese nation to the death?

As a Chinese, today he must protect the bodies of his compatriots and let him walk with a more decent look.

"Oh, you bastard are a member of the party. You are really a stupid pig who overestimates your ability. You are looking for death!"

Chachai stood up suddenly, stared at Ye Qiu in front of him, and suddenly waved his hand and signaled the mafia around him to capture Ye Qiu together.

The author, the veteran, said: It's the end of the month. If you don't throw flowers, it will be cleared next month. Brothers will throw flowers to the veteran for free. The next plot will definitely make friends exclaim unexpected!
Chapter completed!